Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation: Starting by Beating Wen Ruohan to a Pulp

【Mo Dao Zu Shi fanfiction, the protagonist’s CP only appears in memories (GB)】 What bothers Wei Wuxian is that ever since he left the Burial Mounds, a ghost who claims to be his “teacher” has been following him. Unlike other ghosts, it doesn’t seem to carry much resentment. Yet something incredibly terrifying lurks within it. Whether it was the resentful spirit at first or Wen Ning after he regained his consciousness, both felt utterly suppressed at their very core when they faced it. “Wei Wuxian!” “Lan Wangji!” “Who do you think you are? And who do you think the Gusu Lan Clan is?” On the battlefield, Lan propped her head on one hand as she watched Lan Wangji clench his fists. This kid was quite the hypocrite. He was clearly worried about Wei Wuxian, yet had to come all this way just to lecture him. As luck would have it, the two were facing each other, standing close together. So she materialized her fingers and jabbed them hard at both their heads “...Ow!” The Head-Pushing Squad: Mission accomplished.