Xie Lan looked at him and didn’t answer. He looked at the one Golden Core Stage and two Nascent Soul Stage demonic cultivators before him. Usually, he could single-handedly defeat them. However, they are demonic cultivators and are attacking him with the demonic qi. He can only be passive right now. “How can you be fine when you deal with the demonic qi?” He asked them. 

“You’re interested in being a demonic cultivator?”

“No. I’m asking you for your weakness.”

“Why would we tell you our weakness?” 

“You just did.”

“Huh?”

“If I found a way to deal with the demonic qi, then I can defeat you.”

Their eyes went wide. Then, they glared at him as they started to attack him again. Xie Lan’s face became serious as he led them away from the elders of the Youxiwang Sect. However, only two of them followed him. He clicked his tongue as he jumped down. The two immediately followed him, only to be greeted by the sword of Sun Yi and Wu Yuan. 

“Get away from their blood!” Xie Lan ordered as he pulled Cheng Sheng and Fei Yin away from the falling corpses of the demonic cultivators.

Sun Yi and Wu Yuan immediately let go of their sword and jumped back together with Chen Han. They watched the corpses of the demonic cultivators fell and their blood spilled. Their eyes narrowed in disgust when they saw their corpse rotted like the other corpses. Their sword on the demonic cultivators’ corpses started to struggle and glowed, protecting itself from the demonic qi. Sun Yi and Wu Yuan’s heart clenched. They pity the spirit of their sword. However, they couldn’t do anything right now. They can only pray the sword spirits could hang on.

“Founder, how are the Youxiwang sect elders?” Fei Yin asked.

“There’re only three demonic cultivators.” Xie Lan said. “The others are their minions. The three of them are the ones controlling the demonic qi.” He explained. He turned to Chen Han, Sun Yi and Wu Yuan. “The elders are injured, including Ming-shixiong and Luo-shixiong. The Chen patriarch is fine since they protected him.” He told them.

Their heart sank. If the elders of their sect will also be gone, their sect will be doomed.

“Ah – ” Cheng Sheng suddenly exclaimed. Then, he was pushed forward. However, neither Fei Yin nor Xie Lan pushed him.

They all turned and looked at Cheng Sheng’s qiankun pouch flew out of Cheng Sheng’s clothes. It opened and a dirty blanket flew out. Cheng Sheng’s eyes widened in shock. Isn’t that – ? He glanced at Fei Yin and saw Fei Yin also recognized it.

“Chen-shidi. What is that?” they asked as they looked at the dirty blanket floated in the air.

Cheng Sheng’s qiankun pouch fell and Wu Yuan immediately caught it. Then, he threw it towards Cheng Sheng. 

Cheng Sheng put back his qiankun pouch. “I bought it from a beggar.” He answered. “It only costs one meat bun, but I gave him three.” He smiled, showing his benevolence.

However, the others looked at him with a weird gaze. “Chen-shidi, your taste… is really unique.” Sun Yi said. He remembered the indecipherable figures drawn in the Cleansing Talisman.

They suddenly narrowed their eyes when a bright light came out of the dirty blanket. Then, wherever the light touched, the demonic qi disappears. However, after a minute and they realized they were mistaken. The light doesn’t make the demonic qi disappeared. Instead, it eats it. They stared at the blanket in shock, and was even more shocked when the dirty blanket earlier became as white as snow. They looked around and saw that the demonic qi started to disappear and the clear blue sky can finally be seen. After the demonic qi completely disappeared and they breathed the fresh air, the blanket flew towards Cheng Sheng and wrapped around Cheng Sheng’s body, as if snuggling at him. Then, it behaved itself and hang itself on Cheng Sheng’s shoulder, acting as an outer robe. Only then did they recover.

“Chen-shidi. What was that?!” they asked, shocked.

Xie Lan looked at Cheng Sheng. “Xiao Sheng.” He called.

Cheng Sheng’s brows knit. Clearly, he’s as puzzled at them. “Founder!” he called, his voice sounded he’s being wronged. “I really don’t know what this is.” He said as he pinched the blanket wrapped around his shoulder. He pulled it, but it pulled itself back. He frowned and looked at the others. “A beggar sold this to me. You can ask da shixiong. He’s with me when I bought it!” he said and pointed Fei Yin.

They looked at Fei Yin, then their face went blank. How can we ask him? They thought. He’s doting towards you. Of course, he’d go along with what you said. They thought. And, as they expected, Fei Yin nodded. “Yes.” He said. “He exchanged the blanket with three buns.” He paused. “I made those buns.” He said and showed them his qiankun pouch filled with food. The steaming and white meat buns are there.

Their face can’t even any be blanker. Those sumptuous foods are for Cheng Sheng, right? They thought. They remembered that Fei Yin fed Cheng Sheng with a meat bun after Cheng Sheng modified the teleportation array of the Xinfaxian Sect. They looked at Fei Yin who wore an innocent face. We already knew that if Cheng Sheng would steal, you would help him count the money he stole. They thought, but didn’t say it out loud.

Cheng Sheng saw them silent and thought he finally convinced them. He smiled and turned to Xie Lan. “Founder, shall we go to the sect elders now?” he asked.

Xie Lan nodded. Then, they all flew up to the topmost floor. The demonic cultivator’s eyes are wide as he looked at the Youxiwang sect elders in horror. The sect elders returned to their previous health before they were poisoned by the demonic qi. “How… how?!” the demonic cultivator asked and fell on his knees, his body trembling in fear as the sect elders, including Ming Ye and Luo Shi, walked towards him, looking murderous. Chen Jing finally was freed from the barrier and he ran towards them. “Wait!” he called. “I want to ask him where Fan is!” he said and pulled the demonic cultivator. His eyes narrowed. “Where is Wu Fan?” he asked. “Where did you take him?!” he asked and punched the demonic cultivator, whose jaw immediately skewed.

The sect elders face palmed. Chen patriarch, you’re not calm yourself. At least wait for him to answer where did he take you lover? They thought and sighed. They turned and saw Xie Lan together with the five youngsters. Their eyes lit up and sighed in relief when they saw their own disciples. “Shifu!” Sun Yi called and ran towards Luo Shi. Then, he hugged him. Luo Shi’s body became stiff.

“Shifu.” Wu Yuan called and bowed, greeting Luo Shi.

“Shifu!” Chen Han walked towards Ming Ye and bowed. He can’t walk towards Chen Jing since his father is still ‘interrogating’ the demonic cultivator.

Chen Jing who was ‘interrogating’ the demonic cultivator with his fists spoke. “If you won’t answer me where Fan is, I’ll kill you!” he said as he cracked his knuckles.

The demonic cultivator who was badly beaten up and all his teeth fell moved his sore mouth and answered with much difficulty. Tears fell from his now mismatched eyes that colored blue and purple, each color on both sides. “Dong… fang…” he answered, his tongue sticking out of his mouth since his jaw was dislocated and he lost all his teeth. “But… someone… took – ” he said. His eyes rolled up and he fainted, can’t handle the pain in his body.

The sect elders speechlessly looked at Chen Jing who frowned, displeased. “Someone took Fan away?! Who?!” he asked as he shook the demonic cultivator.

Chen patriarch, can’t you see he fainted? How can he answer you! And you’re even adding to his injuries by carelessly shaking him! They helplessly sighed as they took away the demonic cultivator and bounded him. “Chen-shixiong.” Xie Lan called and bowed.

“Chen patriarch.” Fei Yin greeted and bowed.

Cheng Sheng pursed his lips. “Fa… ther…” he called and also bowed. He bit his tongue.

Chen Jing’s eyes sparkled as he looked at Cheng Sheng. “Xie-shidi. Thank you for your help.” He said.

“It was the help of Xiao Sheng.” Xie Lan answered and looked at Cheng Sheng. “Your teleportation array was sealed. Xiao Sheng used the teleportation array he made here to connect it to Xinfaxian Sect.” he explained and told them of what happened.

Their eyes all fell on Cheng Sheng, making Cheng Sheng uncomfortable. Then, the blanket on his shoulder moved and wrapped his whole body like a zongzi. Black lines appeared on Cheng Sheng’s face, but unfortunately they can’t see it. They can only see the blanket possessively and protectively covering Cheng Sheng from their eyes. “What is this thing?” they curiously asked.

Xie Lan looked at Cheng Sheng, then glanced at Fei Yin. They talked with their eyes before Xie Lan spoke, carefully selecting his words. “This is a tool Xiao Sheng stumbled upon. A beggar traded the tool with him. This tool can purify the demonic qi.” He explained, his words exclude many things, but he managed to conveyed the whole thing.

So it can be said like that? Cheng Sheng thought as he breathed. The blanket felt its master might have a difficulty in breathing and so it consciously unwrapped itself on Cheng Sheng and settled on Cheng Sheng’s shoulder again. They gaped when they saw how the blanket moved on its own. Obviously, it has its own consciousness. No matter how much curious they are, but they had to deal with the matter of the sect first.

They immediately settled their disciples that survived. Then, they saw their disciples that were affected by the demonic qi before unfortunately became corpses. This was one of the reason why they were suppressed by the demonic cultivators earlier. Fortunately, the demonic qi was purified by the strange blanket.

“Founder.” Fei Yin called as the Youxiwang Sect settled them, the Xinfaxian Sect, in a large room. The Youxiwang Sect was still busy dealing with the aftermath, and they are very thankful for the understanding Xinfaxian Sect. Their problem of the demonic qi was also solved! May the heaven bless the Xinfaxian Sect for their benevolence and kindness!

“Xiao Yin.” Xie Lan said. “Have you found something?” he asked, referring to Cheng Sheng’s condition.

Fei Yin looked at Cheng Sheng sitting on the deck of the ship, playing with the strange blanket. “That blanket…” he said.

“Not only did it eat the demonic qi, it also stopped the qi around Xiao Sheng?” Xie Lan said.

Fei Yin nodded. “It stopped Cheng-shidi’s body from absorbing the qi around it.” he said and looked at the strange blanket encircling Cheng Sheng. “Just like… a barrier.” He muttered.

Xie Lan clearly heard him. He looked at the strange blanket, then Cheng Sheng. “Xiao Sheng must be loved by this world.” He said. Fei Yin’s eyes widened and he looked at Xie Lan. He thought Xie Lan found out his secret. However, Xie Lan continued talking. “The unique paper and jade talismans. The arrays. And now, that blanket.” Xie Lan said. He looked at Fei Yin who had regained his calm. “Your shidi is someone sent by the god to save this world.” He told him. “I hope, you can bear the responsibility of loving this god-sent person.” He said and patted Fei Yin’s shoulder. Then, he left.

Fei Yin silently watched Cheng Sheng from afar, like he always did for the past 10 years. He didn’t feel anything but happiness after he heard Xie Lan’s words. He doesn’t care if Cheng Sheng is the hero or the villain. In his eyes, Cheng Sheng will always be Cheng Sheng, whatever he will become.