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

Chapter 339 Past Dreams 10

In any case, the massive amount of new and exciting knowledge he acquired caused Wei Wuxian to immediately activate a large stack of copying and imprinting talismans that he had prepared beforehand, without caring about his mental exhaustion, as soon as he finished empathizing, trying to imprint the massive amount of knowledge he had gained from empathizing as quickly as possible!

And so, the six of them witnessed this magnificent spectacle—

Wei Wuxian transformed into a human printing press, operating at high speed, continuously spewing out talismans and paper filled with all kinds of knowledge, information, and images like a fountain!

Lan Wangji stood by, diligently handing Wei Wuxian blank talismans and sheets of paper.

Lan Xichen and Lan Qiren stood guard on both sides, directing their trusted disciples, including Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi, to sort and place the completed rubbings.

The spirits of Wei Chaoyan, Zezang and his wife, along with the fierce corpse Wen Ning, relied on their special physiques to move the ever-growing mountain of books and talismans into the Lan Clan's library and private treasury without their feet touching the ground.

It's become a perfect assembly line, it's amazing!

This continued until Lan Wangji noticed that Wei Wuxian's face was pale from the depletion of his spiritual energy. Feeling sorry for Wei Wuxian and unwilling to let him continue to push himself so hard, he suddenly spoke up to stop him, thus ending the situation.

"Wei Ying, that's enough!" Lan Wangji reached out and grasped Wei Wuxian's hand, which was about to reach out to take the blank talisman, and said firmly.

"Huh? Lan Zhan! I've only copied less than 30% of it, there's still so much to copy! Let go and let me continue!"

Wei Wuxian looked up at Lan Wangji. Although his bright and beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of fatigue, they could not hide the dazzling light that shone like a long river of stars. It was a pure love for the things he loved, a love that he was completely devoted to and tireless in!

As if scorched by the pure passion in Wei Wuxian's eyes, Lan Wangji's light-colored glass eyes suddenly narrowed. He rarely saw Wei Wuxian with such an excited and joyful expression. After hesitating for a moment, the sight of Wei Wuxian's forehead covered with a thin layer of sweat and his face gradually turning paler made him firm up his somewhat wavering heart.

"No, Wei Ying! You're tired, you need to rest!" Lan Wangji emphasized in a deep voice. "The rest can be done tomorrow!"

"No~~ Lan Zhan~~" Feeling overwhelmed by curiosity and a bursting sense of accomplishment, Wei Wuxian was completely unaware of his exhaustion, which was already nearing its limit. He clung to Lan Wangji's warm, slender hand, gently and softly shaking it, and coquettishly pleading in a sweet voice.

However, no matter how coquettishly Wei Wuxian pleaded, Lan Wangji remained unmoved and said, "There's no room for discussion, you must stop."

Seeing that Lan Wangji refused to compromise, Wei Wuxian, feeling unsatisfied, pouted and rolled his eyes, wanting to escalate his tantrums and grind down Lan Wangji's "heart of stone".

Before he could even act, he was suppressed by Lan Qiren, Zezang and his wife, and the returning soul Wenqing. Thus, Wei Wuxian, whose ahoge (cowlick) even exuded a sense of dejection, was embraced by Lan Wangji without batting an eye. Under the familiar gazes of everyone present, he walked calmly and steadily toward the Jingshi.

The rest of the people remained silent for only a moment before returning to their posts as if nothing had happened, burying themselves in their work!

"Ah, this..." Upon seeing this extremely shocking scene, Wei Chaoyan stared wide-eyed, at a loss for words.

Qingyan's eyes widened: "Sister, how much do you have in your head? Second Brother and the others have been working on it for hours and they've only managed to make less than 30% of it!"

Qi Ye chuckled: "Second Brother, Second Brother Lan, thankfully we didn't experience that here, otherwise..."

Wei Chaoyan's face instantly flushed slightly. She took two steps forward, raised her hand, and lightly patted Qingyan and Qiye a few times, saying, "Are you courting death?! Can't your older sister, who is well-read, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Qingyan, Qiye, and even Wei Ying and Lan Zhan subconsciously turned their gaze to the pile of papers with rubbings of novels and other books on it. They looked at the height and width of the pile of papers from top to bottom, and at the same time, they unconsciously compared it with the piles next to it. The difference between them was, well (⊙o⊙)…, not small at all!

Lan Wenjing subconsciously looked away to prevent himself from bursting into laughter and making Wei Chaoyan even more embarrassed.

"Cough cough..."

Faced with overwhelming evidence, Wei Chaoyan had no more confidence to refute it. Her eyes darted around for a moment before she secretly cast a pleading look at 001 beside her.

001 did not disappoint Wei Chaoyan. It slightly shook its long beard, and the scene in mid-air rippled. When the ripples subsided and the scene returned to calm, the images on the screen had already been replaced with new content.

Wei Ying: "..."

Lan Zhan: "..."

Seven Nights: "Heh..."

Qingyan: Huh???

Lan Wenjing: "Hey, he's still just a child!"