Founder Of Demonic Cultivation

Chapter 5

Yang watched as two swords flew away. A content smile formed on his lips as he chuckles a bit.

"Yang-ge" Feng Zi called out from behind him "You did that on purpose"

Yang's smile grew wider. "You caught me"

"Well, at least now Yuan-ge would be closer to jiujiu" Jin Ling commented.

"But why did you have to say those words to Jingyi-ge?" Feng Zi asked "You know that he likes you, right? Now he thinks that you will never like him back"

"Exactly the reason why I said it"

The young ones looked at Yang with sadness in their eyes. They were really hoping that Yang would consider Jingyi's feelings for him.

"What will you do after this, ge?" Jin Ling changed the topic.

"Let's follow them to Yiling!" Feng Zi suggested.

"Aniē and I will be traveling somewhere" Yang answered "We'll be gone for a long time"

"Where are you going?" Jin Ling asked.

"Handu mountain"

"Let's meet when you come back" Feng Zi demanded "You don't hang out with us anymore"

Yang just smiled at them and nodded. He bid them goodbye before going over to Bai He.

. . .

Three men stood at the entrance of Yiling mansion. Wangji with his expressionless face and Sizhui slightly cringing. Wuxian can feel the discomfort of the two as they watched a few walking corpse roaming around like normal people.

"Aiyo! I told you, you can't stay here" Wuxian shyly said. "Look. All my workers here are walking corpses."

Wangji didn't say anything and just went inside. Walking passed the walking corpses that surprisingly bowed their heads to them. Sizhui followed while his eyes scan the area.

"Lan Zhan!" Wuxian grabbed Wangji's shoulder as soon as they got inside "I'm telling you, both of you can't stay here. We'll just rest for a bit and then I'll send you two back to Gusu"

"We will stay here for a month" Wangji said firmly.

"One month? Are you really trying to bring trouble to yourselves?" Wuxian was getting impatient and irritated. He couldn't believe that Wangji would be this unreasonable "If Lan Qiren finds out that you brought A-Yuan here, he will punish both of you. Can you bear to see our son getting planked a hundred times?"

"We will stay"

"Lan Zhan!"

"Diē, fuqin" Sizhui decided to butt in "Please stop arguing already"

"A-Yuan, I promise I'll visit you more often in Gusu" Wuxian said, sincerely "I'll go there once a week. Okay? But for now, you have to take your fuqin and head back home before your granduncle finds out you're here"

"But, diē" Sizhui looked at Wuxian with pleading eyes. "Isn't this my home too?"

"A-Yuan . ."

"Weiying, Sizhui wants to stay with you"

Wuxian was still contemplating about it. He was torn between wanting them to stay and wanting to send them off as soon as possible.

Without warning, Sizhui dropped to the floor and hugged Wuxian's leg.

"Diē, please let us stay here" Sizhui cried out like the way he did back when he was just a kid.

"A-Yuan! Stand up!" Wuxian pulled him up but Sizhui wouldn't budge "Don't do that in front of your fuqin"