Mo Dao Zu Shi: Astray

Scorch, Part Three

Everything went wrong when Wen Xu shot flame talismans at Lan Qizheng.

Lan Qiren appeared just in time and leaped in front of Lan Qizheng, taking the brunt of the attack.

Lan Qizheng cried out in shock.

Wen  Xu smirked in satisfaction. Sect Leader Lan rarely showed himself as  the face of the GusuLan sect. But Grandmaster Qiren was a famous mentor  who guided the GusuLan sect and even other sect cultivators. Killing the  grandmaster would not only intimidate the GusuLan sect but the rest of  the cultivation world as well.

Wen Xu left with his cultivators for the Library Pavilion.

Lan Qizheng rushed over to Lan Qiren and cradled him in his arms. "Hang on, Qiren! I'll get help!"

Lan Qiren coughed. "No! No...it's too late for me."

His burns were quite severe.

Noticing Lan Qiren's pain, Lan Qizheng laid him down and rested his head on his lap.

Lan Qiren clutched Lan Qizheng's hand. "Don't let Xichen and Wangji lose you too."

"I won't!" Lan Qizheng promised.

Lan Qizheng's heart sank as he felt Lan Qiren's grip weaken. "Qiren! Qiren! Please don't! Hold on for the healers!"

Lan Qiren coughed. "I'm sorry...Goodbye...xiongzhang."

Lan Qiren's hand went slack.

"QIREN!"

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Lan Qizheng and Lan Wangji swore that if they ever faced Wen Xu again, they would kill him...

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His uncle will reappear in the Orchid Room. He had to. Instruction time was starting soon and he was never late.

Lan Wangji sat alone in the Orchid Room. Sometimes, he would have morning lessons with Lan Qiren. Today was one of those days.

A GusuLan sect cultivator appeared. "Pardon me, Lan-er-gongzi. Sect Leader Lan says that it's time for the funeral."

Lan Wangji's heart clenched. The news of the funeral broke the illusion that his uncle was still alive.

Knowing that Lan Wangji was grieving, the cultivator was apologetic and helped lead him to Sect Leader Lan.

Lan Qizheng and Lan Wangji both changed into mourning robes.

Lan Wangji always heard remarks from people that the GusuLan sect robes resembled mourning robes sometimes, both being white.

But the GusuLan sect robes conveyed elegance and purity while the mourning robes were somber instead.

Lan Qizheng was usually a stoic man. So his face was set in stone as always. But now a heavy air of grief surrounded him.

Lan Wangji had not seen his father in such a state since his mother passed away.

What would become of their family now?

First, his mother departed this world. Now his uncle followed.

Would Lan Xichen be next?

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Lan Qizheng sat at a desk in his room, poring over documents of the QishanWen sect's attack.

Lan Qiren informed him about the anonymous warning notes.

Jiang  Fengmian had to focus on keeping YunmengJiang cultivators in Lotus Pier  to prepare for the Wen sect's attack in the future.