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

Chapter 311 Turning the Fake into the Real

Lan Zhan understood: "That means Father and the others have at most a year to guide everyone in consolidating the new world order!"

Wei Ying snapped his fingers: "That's right! That's it!"

Lan Zhan looked at the figures that had turned gray, his eyes filled with worry: "Wei Ying, even if the formation is initially consolidated, once the formation fails, the return of Sect Leader Jin and the others' consciousness will still have a great impact on them. We cannot underestimate it!"

Wei Ying smiled slyly: "Hehehe, would my masterpiece be so bad?"

Leaning against Lan Zhan's shoulder, she reached out and tugged at his flowing headband, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, and said meaningfully, "Hey! This person is naturally 'clean' up, as for the rest! Well, my unique magic array isn't free!"

She winked playfully at her almond-shaped eyes and said in a completely matter-of-fact tone, "We're all old acquaintances. They're kind-hearted, so I just gave them a little something!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhan immediately understood Wei Ying's unspoken meaning: when the magic array is deactivated, those who have died in the New World will return exactly as they were, but other power and relationships that have been completely disrupted will not be restored to their original state!

At that time, they will just be ordinary rogue cultivators with no status whatsoever!

No, it's quite possible that just as they regained consciousness and were still in a state of impotent rage, the newly formed law enforcement team came knocking on their door, following up on their past crimes!

With this in mind, Lan Zhan felt reassured. He looked around at the increasingly real and clear new world, turned his head and gazed affectionately at Wei Ying's dark hair, and asked softly, "Wei Ying, what should we do next? Should we go back to Cloud Recesses or Yiling?"

Wei Ying shook his head decisively, his expression turning serious as he said, "Lan Zhan, no! We can't go back so soon!"

Lan Zhan was startled: "What's wrong?"

Wei Ying squeezed Lan Zhan's hand to comfort him, "I'm not entirely sure about the specifics yet, but it's highly likely to be a very good thing!"

"This is a beneficial and harmless happy event, both for us and for the world!" Wei Ying nodded his chin, emphasizing his point.

After saying that, he pulled the puzzled Lan Zhan out of the New Realm and returned to the main array core located on the top of the Burial Mound in the now lifeless Demonic World.

He then pulled Lan Zhan to carefully examine every inch of the new array pattern that had been finely adjusted multiple times, and from time to time, he implemented various methods to test it at certain key points, and recorded all the reactions in a timely manner.

Lan Zhan had no idea what Wei Ying was talking about. Although he was a little confused, he didn't press Wei Ying for an explanation, because he knew that Wei Ying would eventually tell him everything!

Therefore, Lan Zhan directly took the paper and pen from Wei Ying's hand and took over the recording work, allowing Wei Ying to concentrate on detecting the array patterns!

Wei Ying, whose hands were now empty, didn't mind Lan Zhan's actions. He simply glanced up and gave Lan Zhan a sweet smile before burying himself back in his work!

At first, the two were a little slow, but later, as they became more familiar with the route, their speed increased dramatically. In less than four months, with Lan Zhan's tacit cooperation, Wei Ying successfully completed this massive project!

After the day's events concluded successfully, the two returned together to their base at the mass grave. They sat side by side at a long wooden table covered with countless sheets of paper.

Lan Zhan was carefully sorting through the large stack of papers that Wei Ying had copied, then placing them in front of Wei Ying. Wei Ying would occasionally reach out and pick up a few sheets of paper, comparing them and frowning in thought. Sometimes he would scribble on the paper with a pen, and sometimes he would crumple his hair and wail. At the same time, he would crumple the papers in his hand into a ball and throw them around randomly.

Soon, crumpled pieces of paper were scattered all over the floor. Lan Zhan was not angry. He gently got up, picked up the messy paper balls, carefully unfolded them one by one, and then sorted and folded them again, placing them on the other side of the table.

After repeating this countless times, Wei Ying, his face covered in ink and his hair a mess, suddenly threw down the still-dripping pen, turned to the side, hugged Lan Zhan, and cheered with joy.

"Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan! I did it! I, Wei Ying, am indeed an unparalleled genius! Hahahaha!"

Lan Zhan was stunned: "...?"

"Mua!" Overjoyed, Wei Ying stretched out his lips and planted a big kiss on Lan Zhan's jade-like handsome face, causing his lustrous ears to blush.

Lan Zhan asked in a hoarse voice, "Wei Ying, why are you so happy?"

"Hehehe..." Wei Ying covered his face and said in ecstasy, "When the fake is taken for the real, the real becomes fake; when the fake is refined into the real, it eventually becomes real! Hehe, I actually did this kind of world-shaking masterpiece!!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhan's pupils dilated: "The fake has become real?!"

Wei Ying put his hands on his hips, nodded without any modesty, and laughed triumphantly!