[Mo Dao Zu Shi Fanfiction] I Raise A Ying in Yiling

Chapter 218 Persuading 2

Hidden in the crowd, Wei Ying and his two companions, along with Lan Huan and Lan Zhan, who sat motionless like wooden statues behind Lan Qiren, all stared in astonishment at Qingheng-jun's effortless and gentle yet unparalleled dominance on the field. His tone was so gentle and refined, like a clear and harmless mountain stream, yet he moved mountains and changed shapes without the slightest hint of malice.

Watching helplessly as time passed, Qinghengjun used various tactics—righteousness, the vital interests of the various families, the long-term development plans of the clans, and the weaknesses of each family—to defeat them one by one. In addition, Wen Ruohan and Nie Changfeng, who were sitting in the same row, did not say a word throughout the process, but their imposing presence, like a shadow that could not be ignored, was awe-inspiring.

The eyes of the various immortal sects inside the room gradually began to show signs of deep thought, rather than just being filled with perfunctory and superficial responses.

Seeing that the Hundred Families were already interested, they seemed to have forgotten that they were under the pressure of the overwhelming aura released by Wen and Nie. They couldn't help but turn their heads, peek out, or turn around to whisper to the people they knew, or exchange glances silently with their friends or patrons sitting in the distance.

The various schools of thought were engaged in lively discussion, completely unaware that Wen Ruohan and Nie Changfeng had quietly withdrawn their outward auras and were now observing the various situations unfolding before them with lowered eyes and unwavering expressions, their fingers lightly twirling or caressing the rugged and majestic inscriptions on the hilts of their swords at their waists.

Wei Ying, who had been staring in astonishment for a long time with his mouth agape, unconsciously raised his hand to smooth his slightly sore chin. He looked up through the bustling crowd of people, who were arguing heatedly and their faces were red with anger, and locked his gaze directly on Lan Zhan, who was expressionless on the surface but whose pupils were actually trembling and whose heart was shaking no less than the three of them. He winked and asked a soul-searching question with his eyes.

"Gulp... Lan Zhan, Uncle Lan... no, is Father Lan really that powerful? Then how come in the original timeline... we almost never saw him?"

Good heavens, this question just so happened to elicit the same question that had been puzzling both the netizens watching the live stream through the ethereal talisman and Wei Chaoyan—

Since Qinghengjun's methods are so superb, he was able to successfully persuade the ambitious, arrogant, and self-important Wen Ruohan, who intended to unify the cultivation world, and the straightforward, impetuous, and hot-tempered Nie Changfeng, to agree to his proposition that could be considered to undermine the foundation of their families, and to form a united front to work together to "persuade" the various sects of the immortal sects to "wholeheartedly" accept this series of devastating treaties.

So here's the question: how could someone with such exceptional skills and cunning that surpasses all other cultivators have, in the original timeline, brought about his own downfall, causing his beloved wife to die young from heartache, while he used the excuse of seclusion to drown his regrets and completely abandoned all his responsibilities, leaving his younger brother, who had never received formal training as a sect leader, to grit his teeth and take on the heavy burden of the clan, and to single-handedly raise two young nephews?!

"..." Lan Zhan lowered his eyebrows and returned the same confused look.

Qi Ye raised an eyebrow, clenched his left fist and pressed it to his lips, his eyes giving a hint: "Ahem, don't forget Lan, uh, Lan Daddy has also gone into the learning space to recharge many times!"

Wei Ying suddenly realized: "Right..."

Prior to this discussion, Qingheng-jun had entered the learning space four times, which means he had been immersed in various modern civilizations for nearly ten years. In addition, he was naturally gifted, resourceful, and shrewd. During this time, he also worked with various bigwigs to thoroughly study the intricate relationships and forces hidden beneath the surface of the original work. Wouldn't it be easy for him to grasp the mentality of the various schools of Xuanmen?

Qingyan poked his head out: "Ah...? Second brother, third brother, I think the heads of these immortal sects are quite obedient! Look, after Father Lan frankly explained all the pros and cons, they readily accepted these treaty contents that were detrimental to their family's interests! They're not as greedy and inhumane as you say!"

Wei Ying's neck stiffened, and he turned his head to look at Qingyan's simple face with a complicated expression. He stared straight into his clear and sincere eyes, trying to find even a trace of his joking.

Unfortunately, the youngest brother was truly a simple-minded and honest man. Even after experiencing so much with them, he hadn't changed at all.

Wei Ying looked away with a heavy heart, quickly glancing at Qi Ye, who had a bitter smile on his face. The two exchanged a knowing glance and sighed in unison, rubbing their foreheads. Qi Ye managed to suppress his helplessness and gave Qing Yan a reassuring look with a gentle smile, comforting Qing Yan, who had keenly sensed their strange behavior but was unsure if it stemmed from something he had said wrong.