Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

The noon bell suddenly rang, and the students' conversations stopped abruptly. They all looked embarrassed and walked towards the cafeteria with heavy steps, all of them complaining about the medicinal lunch they were about to face.

Upon hearing this, Nie Huaisang also looked bitter and resentful. At this moment, Xuanyuan Yin (Xue Yang) and Xuanyuan Yue (Wei Ying) noticed that the expressions of those around them were unnatural, as if something was hidden. Puzzled, Xuanyuan Yin (Xue Yang) asked Nie Huaisang, "Brother Nie, what's wrong with everyone? Why are they so solemn?"

Nie Huaisang looked up and responded with an equally worried look on his face, "You guys don't know anything?"

The four of them looked at each other, puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you go to the cafeteria this morning?"

"Oh, we prepared our own breakfast and didn't go to the cafeteria."

Nie Huaisang sighed and explained, "The Lan family's meals are all medicinal."

"Medicinal food, isn't it great? Why does everyone have this expression..." Xuanyuan Jing (Meng Yao) replied.

Nie Huaisang: "But, the taste of the Lan family's medicinal food..." He deliberately dragged out the words, his eyes full of sympathy, "It's hard to describe. After eating it, I feel like I've been pickled in herbs. Even the afternoon classes seem unusually long."

Xuanyuan Yin (Xue Yang) couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard this: "This sounds like a double challenge for both taste and body."

Xuanyuan Yue (Wei Ying) looked eager to try it out and said with a smile, "Interesting, interesting! I'd like to try out the power of this medicinal food."

Nie Huaisang shook his head and said with a smile, "Brother Yue is indeed extraordinary, but I must remind you, the taste of that medicinal food..."

The five of them chatted as they walked, unknowingly reaching the cafeteria entrance. A tangled aroma of various herbs hit them, making them frown. Inside the cafeteria, students were either grimacing or complaining to one another, creating a tense atmosphere.

Xuanyuan Yin (Xue Yang) suggested: "Since we are here, why not give it a try? We might get a surprise."

Five people sat at a table, each looking at the table filled with various medicinal foods. The colors were colorful and exuded an undeniable herbal aroma. Each dish looked like a carefully prepared work of art, yet it was also intimidating.

Xuanyuan Yue (Wei Ying) sighed softly, breaking the silence at the table. His slender fingers delicately picked up his chopsticks, his gaze settling on the seemingly plain, yet in reality, mysterious dish. With a touch of curiosity and exploration, he gently picked it up. Under the light, the dish shone with a faint oily sheen, its surface adorned with hints of herbal green, appearing both mysterious and alluring.

Before eating, Xuanyuan Yue (Wei Ying) held onto a glimmer of hope, hoping this medicinal meal would bring him an unexpected surprise. However, as the first bite of the vegetables and broth blended in his mouth, his expression froze. His grip on the chopsticks unconsciously tightened, veins faintly visible on the back of his hand, as if even his bones were resisting this sudden "surprise." He fought back the churning in his throat, preventing the complex flavors from immediately spilling out, and couldn't help but wonder, "What kind of bizarre combination is this?"

A flicker of disbelief flashed in his eyes. He quickly put down his chopsticks and, without caring about his appearance, gushed back two large glasses of water, attempting to use the clearness of the water to dilute the indescribable taste in his mouth—the bitterness of the herbs, the unique sweetness of Suzhou cuisine, and the rich herbal aroma of the herbs themselves. These three intertwined to form an indescribable "deliciousness" that made him want to escape but also inexplicably curious about the secret of the recipe.

After the taste in his mouth faded a little, Xuanyuan Yue (Wei Ying) re-examined the dishes on the table. Each dish exuded the unique delicacy and exquisiteness of the Lan family, but in his opinion, there was a sense of distance that "can be admired from a distance but not touched".

In his heart, he secretly admired the people of the Lan family, who were able to persist in such a challenge to their taste buds for years without any rebellion. Instead, they got used to it. Such perseverance and adaptability were truly rare.

Seeing his reaction, Xuanyuan Jing (Meng Yao), Xuanyuan Fen (Fen Hua), and Xuanyuan Yin (Xue Yang) looked at each other in bewilderment. "Is it really that unpalatable?"

Xuanyuan Neck (Meng Yao) frowned slightly and asked tentatively, "How does it taste?"

Xuanyuan Fen (Fen Hua) was incredulous. Having tasted Ah Yue's cooking, he didn't think there could be anything more unpalatable. He picked up a piece of vegetable with his chopsticks and chewed it carefully. Then, with a frown on his face, he said, "Well, it's really hard to describe. It's even more unpalatable than Ah Yue's cooking."

Before Xuanyuan Fen finished speaking, Xuanyuan Jing (Meng Yao) and Xuanyuan Yin (Xue Yang) cast strange glances at him. Some of them were curious, is there any dish worse than Ah Yue's?

After all, in the hearts of the two of them, A Yue's cooking skills have long become a legend - a legend that makes people tremble with fear.

Immediately, Xuanyuan Jing (Meng Yao) and Xuanyuan Yin (Xue Yang) each picked up their chopsticks and wanted to taste it. The handsome face under the mask changed color, "Indeed, this taste..."

Xuanyuan Jing (Meng Yao) frowned slightly, as if trying to discern the uniqueness of this dish. He said softly, "The flavor is indeed complex, but it retains 60% of the medicinal properties, so it's good for your health."

Xuanyuan Yin (Xue Yang) was more direct. He put down his chopsticks and stuffed several candies into his mouth. "This is the first time I feel that sweetness is so unpalatable."

Nie Huaisang: "Now you know why we have such expressions!"

As soon as Nie Huaisang finished speaking, the air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone looked at each other in confusion.

"Brother Nie, we all understand."

Afterwards, the five of them quickened their eating pace. After all, in the Lan family, wasting food was not allowed; every bite of food had to be finished.

Finally, Xuanyuan Yue (Wei Ying) and Xuanyuan Yin (Xue Yang) left the cafeteria with sad faces.

Tonight, despite the darkness, many people in Cloud Recesses were still unable to sleep. For example, Lan Qiren, Lan Xichen, and the other children from aristocratic families who were scratching their heads in their study, trying to finish their homework.

Lan Qiren lay in bed, his mind filled with the words of Xuanyuan Yue (Wei Ying) and Xuanyuan Jing (Meng Yao). These words were like sharp needles, piercing his thoughts and making him toss and turn, unable to fall asleep. His heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness, as if a fire was burning, making it impossible for him to calm down.

Meanwhile, Lan Xichen sat at his desk, laid out before him the details of the day's argument in the Lanshi Room. A hint of fatigue crossed his eyes, and he rubbed his forehead, feeling drained. The day's argument still seemed to echo in his ears, unable to let it go. The pressure within him was like a mountain, weighing him down, making it hard to breathe.

He was deeply confused, unable to understand why his uncle had suddenly told Xuanyuan Yue (Wei Ying) that he was "putting the cart before the horse and disregarding human ethics." Didn't his uncle realize the consequences of publicly stating such words? The audience included the legitimate sons and heirs of hundreds of immortal families. His uncle's words were a direct denial of Xuanyuan Yue's (Wei Ying) character. Who would dare to befriend Xuanyuan Yue (Wei Ying) in the future? How could he gain a foothold in the immortal sect?

Lan Xichen had no idea what his uncle was thinking at that moment. How could he be so... confused?

Fortunately, someone came forward in time to refute his uncle's words, otherwise he really didn't know how to face Xuanyuan, nor how to deal with this sudden embarrassing situation.

Lan Xichen glanced at the words on the paper and felt a headache coming on. "I'll go apologize to Xuanyuan Yue (Wei Ying) and the others tomorrow!"

In the student dormitory, at desks, many students sat facing mountains of papers, their hearts filled with confusion and bewilderment. The content of today's class had far exceeded their comprehension. They had never considered there was anything wrong with cultivating only Reiki, but now someone had raised a different question, leaving these young students in a state of deep bewilderment.

Faced with the homework left by Lan Qiren, they felt at a loss, not knowing how to begin to answer it. So, they could only pour out all the questions in their hearts on paper, hoping to get by.

Of course, among this group of students, there are also some who have a deep-rooted belief in spiritual practice. They are dismissive of the Yin-Yang relativity theory proposed by Xuanyuan Jing (Meng Yao), and even sneer at it.

The paper was filled with eloquent criticisms of resentment and the theory of yin and yang, including Jiang Cheng. At the end of the assignment, he wrote that Xuanyuan Jing (Meng Yao) and the Xuanyuan clan were evil and should be killed by everyone.

Jiang Cheng was very satisfied with his article, as if he could already see Lan Qiren's admiration for him and the admiring gazes of the children from the aristocratic families.