Chapter 112 Heartless Love (Part 7)

Even though it was just a piece of junk, there were quite a few people holding up signs.

"Nine hundred top-grade spirit stones!"

"One thousand five hundred top-grade spirit stones!"

"One thousand six hundred top-grade spirit stones!"

"One thousand seven hundred top-grade spirit stones!"

"Two thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

Jiang Gu did not rush to raise his sign.

Such a fierce spirit beast is almost impossible to tame, and all its valuables have already been taken. Two thousand top-grade spirit stones is the limit; anything more would be unprofitable.

The woman who had spoken was also aware of the situation and was about to end the bidding when the monster next to her suddenly began to frantically ram against the iron cage. Its angry roars echoed throughout the auction hall. Its empty white eyes stared straight in one direction, and the ghostly patterns on its body surged out but were repelled by the magic array on the iron cage. However, it did not stop.

In the darkness, Jiang Gu met its gaze. A large, dim luminous pearl slid from the corner of its eye, and it recklessly pounded the magic circle with its claws, which had been stripped of their nails...

Jiang Gu's original plan was that if Wei Feng failed to sell at auction, he would go to the ground where the Life and Death Tower was destroying discarded items to abduct him. If Wei Feng's price was too high, he would find a way to steal him out. Either method was safer than directly bidding on the person. Wei Feng's appearance at both the time and place was too coincidental. Out of caution, he did not want to be targeted by someone with ulterior motives.

"Three thousand top-grade spirit stones!" The woman on the stage exclaimed in surprise when she saw the raised sign.

Jiang Gu put down the sign in his hand.

But then someone else raised a sign, "Four thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

Jiang Gu raised the sign again.

"Five thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

Some people in the room scoffed, seemingly thinking it was ridiculous that something so useless could be put up for auction.

Not long after Jiang Gu put down the sign, the other party raised it again. The woman on the stage smiled even more brightly, "Six thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

Jiang Gu's heart sank slightly. His gaze fell on the iron cage on the high platform. Wei Feng must have smelled his scent. He stared straight in his direction and stopped hitting the cage. He was just breathing heavily with some anxiety.

Jiang Gu changed his brand.

"Twenty thousand top-grade spirit stones!" The woman was somewhat surprised, after all, it was a pipe dream for such a piece of junk to be worth more than ten thousand.

The other bidder was silent for a moment, then announced, "Twenty-three thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

Jiang Gu changed the brand again.

"One hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones!" The woman on the stage smiled brightly, and the cultivators below were inevitably shocked. What kind of fool would spend so much money on such a useless person?

The other party seemed to finally realize it wasn't worth it and stopped bidding.

"Competitor No. 934, the discarded spirit pet Divine Kite Shark from the Dead Building, sold for 100,000 top-grade spirit stones!"

Jiang Gu was led by a special person to the backstage of the auction house to hand over the spirit stones, and his originally full storage bag instantly became empty.

"Fellow Daoist, please follow me." The person leading the way was very polite and led him to a private room.

The empty room reeked of blood and a foul stench, likely from the monster's struggles during transport, which had caused it to shed many feathers and broken scales. The monk guarding the cage was yelling at the monster, "Shut up! Make another sound and I'll pull out your teeth!"

He lashed the whip in his hand sharply at the monster in the cage.

The divine kite instinctively raised its hand to block, but the whip stopped in mid-air.

The guard looked at the young man holding the whip with some surprise. The young man was of average appearance and cultivation, but since everyone in the business was a distinguished customer, he could only smile apologetically, put away the whip, and said in a friendly manner, "Fellow Daoist, this Divine Kite Shark is ferocious by nature. I heard that it ate many people in the building, and no one has dared to get close to it. If you need materials, you can add some spirit stones and our auction house can kill and dismember it for you."

The divine kite inside the cage must have understood his words, baring its teeth fiercely at him, but was forced back by the seal on the cage.

"No need," Jiang Gu coldly rejected his suggestion.

"Okay, then I'll help the guest put it in the spirit pet bag." The other party was still very polite, but was refused again.

"No need, I can do it myself," Jiang Gu said.

The cultivator understood perfectly. After all, he had been in the auction house for many years and had seen all sorts of customers, including some with unusual tastes or peculiarities. He smiled and said, "Good guest, there are no recording stones or sound recording arrays in this room. Based on your payment, you have one hour of usage rights, during which no one will disturb you. The key in your hand can directly unlock the array in the cage."

After he finished speaking, he took the whip and left the room.

Jiang Gu looked up and calmly met the gaze of the monster in the cage.

In the past five years, Wei Feng has indeed grown a lot. The original Divine Kite Shark could still be barely held in Jiang Gu's arms, but now it has become a huge creature. The iron cage he is locked in is a bit cramped, with his broken tail and wings squeezed together, making it a little difficult for people to breathe.

He seemed to recognize Jiang Gu on the high platform just now, but now he became uncertain and cautiously shrank back to the edge of the cage. However, he was too big and could not retreat much.

Jiang Gu couldn't see clearly from a distance before, but now that he was closer, he could see the dense scars on his body, hastily sewn together with some kind of thread. Many of them had already grown into the flesh. The newest wound was on his shoulder, as if it had been pierced and hooked by a soft sword, revealing the white bone inside. Blood dripped onto the ground.

Jiang Gu lowered his eyes and stopped looking. He opened the cage with the key and said in a cold and dry voice, "Come out."

The monster in the cage stared at him warily and hesitantly, sniffed the air a few times, and then slowly crawled out of the cage.

He lowered his head, and Jiang Gu was caught off guard when he saw the iron chain that had passed through his shoulder blade and had... grown into his flesh.

Jiang Gu took a deep breath and raised his hand to draw his sword, but the next moment the monster suddenly pounced on him. Jiang Gu couldn't even see his movements clearly before he was surrounded by a strong smell of blood and stench. The huge iron cage connected to the iron chains on the monster's shoulder blades and ram horns slammed into the monster's back, but it didn't make the monster move an inch.

Jiang Gu was pinned down by the monster. The cold, dark ghost patterns writhed wildly, vying to crawl into his clothes and wide sleeves, wrapping around his ankles to his thighs, and from his wrists to his neck. The stench and heat sprayed onto his face, making Jiang Gu feel suffocated.

For a fleeting moment, Jiang Gu regretted spending 100,000 top-grade spirit stones to buy this thing.

"Get out of here." He gritted his teeth, trying his best to suppress the disgust in his voice.

The hideous monster paused for a moment, tilted its head, stared at him in confusion, then moved closer and sniffed the scent on his neck.

Jiang Gu could no longer bear it. He gathered spiritual power in his palm and tried to push the person away, but the grown monster was heavy and covered in wounds. He was only stunned for a moment when he touched the sticky blood before his wrist and arm were grabbed and pressed down on his head.

"Wei Feng," Jiang Gu warned with a stern face.

The monster rubbed its wet nose against his cheek, and its long, scarlet tongue, covered in green slime, licked his eyelids.

The burning sensation instantly made Jiang Gu's vision go black.

His patience ran out. With a flick of his wrist, he broke free from Wei Feng's restraints. He bent his knee and thrust upwards, using a clever move to flip himself onto Wei Feng's back. He kicked open the heavy iron cage, and as Wei Feng roared and turned around, he swiftly severed the iron chains binding him. The Fire Rope in his hand emerged from the flesh and wound around Wei Feng's neck again. He then pulled hard on the other end of the Fire Rope, causing the monster, now without its tail, to lose its balance and crash heavily to the ground.

The Crimson Snow Sword grazed the monster's neck and sank deep into the floor.

Just now, Jiang Gu was filled with anger, and his sword energy was not stopped, and blood had already been drawn from Wei Feng's neck.

Frustrated, he ripped off the sticky ghost patterns on his body and reached for the Crimson Snow Sword. The monster lying on the ground instinctively covered its head, curled up into a large ball, and the dull feathers on its wings trembled slightly.

"..." Jiang Gu sheathed his sword, unable to describe the feeling in his heart.

He took out the Spirit Realm, put Wei Feng inside, and hurriedly left the auction house.

Jiang Xiangyun and the others temporarily settled in a secluded courtyard. It was already late at night, and Jiang Gu quietly returned to his room.

Jiang Xiangyun had been waiting there for a long time.

"How is it?" Jiang Xiangyun asked.

“Got it,” Jiang Gu said.

Jiang Xiangyun raised an eyebrow in surprise, "I didn't expect him to actually survive. Do you have enough spirit stones? I saw you hanging around the auction house's destruction point the other day, and I thought you were going to kidnap him."

"I'll go with you into the Yin-Yang Tower." Jiang Gu stepped aside, indicating that he should get lost.

Jiang Xiangyun clicked his tongue twice. "Seventh brother, I like your decisiveness. You don't need to return the remaining spirit stones."

Jiang Gu remained silent.

"Ouch," Jiang Xiangyun looked at him with a pained expression, "You didn't spend it all, did you?"

Jiang Gu remained expressionless. "Take care."

Jiang Xiangyun shook his head as he walked, "Seventh brother, I think you need to change your habit of raising these little beasts, otherwise you'll get yourself into trouble because of it sooner or later—"

Bang.

The door slammed shut on him mercilessly.

Jiang Xiangyun looked up at the sky and met Lin Feibai's gaze as he peeked out from the opposite side. He chuckled dryly and said, "My brother has a bit of a temper, right?"

Young Master Lin, whose spirit pet bag had been locked up by Jiang Gu for several months, closed the door with a green face.

Jiang Xiangyun awkwardly touched his nose, then strolled away with his hands behind his back.

——

The Spirit Realm is vast, not only for storing items but also for planting spiritual plants and raising spiritual pets. It even has mountains and rivers where you can build cave dwellings, essentially a portable space. However, it consumes a lot of spiritual energy, but Jiang Gu has already refined several spiritual veins, so he is not afraid of running out of spiritual energy. As his cultivation level increases, the area he has expanded in the Spirit Realm is not small. He has raised many spiritual pets, planted many rare herbs, and built several beautiful cave dwellings inside.

After Jiang Xiangyun left, Jiang Gu realized the consequences of throwing Wei Feng into the Spirit Realm.

When he's in his right mind, this guy can wreak havoc on his garden—

Even though he was mentally prepared, Jiang Gu's expression still went blank for a moment when he entered the spiritual realm.

The once neatly cultivated spiritual plant fields were trampled to pieces, most of the precious spiritual herbs were bitten a couple of times and then thrown aside, and the spiritual pets he had raised with smooth fur and strong fighting power were disemboweled, their necks bitten off and their inner cores extracted, their corpses piled up almost like a small mountain, and the cave he had carefully selected was gnawed down to ruins, and the entire spiritual realm was scattered with sticky, black ghost patterns, which domineeringly and savagely occupied the ground, and continued to devour and tear, determined not to allow anything other than themselves to exist.

A long-dormant anger surged within him. Jiang Gu, his face dark, stepped on the arrogant ghost patterns and followed the trail of blood to find Wei Feng in the mountain stream.

This fellow was soaking in the spiritual spring he used for drinking, with a dead spirit beast in his mouth. When he saw Jiang Gu, he was so frightened that he hiccuped and swallowed the spirit beast's head with a gulp. He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth regretfully, and when Jiang Gu took a step forward, he dived into the water and refused to come out.

"Come out." Jiang Gu looked at the once clear spiritual spring water, now stained black with blood and filth, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

The only response he received was Wei Feng's broken shark tail, its scarred and bloodied tail floating helplessly on the water's surface. He kept burying his head in the water, and bubbles gurgled up from the front of his head.

Jiang Gu's anger became somewhat complicated. He stood on the shore, looking down at the battered tail, and tried to soften his tone, "Come out, I... won't hit you."

Wei Feng popped his head out of the water, clutching the wound on his neck inflicted by the Crimson Snow Sword. His white eyes stared straight at him, a ghostly mark appearing in them.

The cool ghost pattern emerged from the water slightly damp and tentatively touched Jiang Gu's warm fingertips.

Jiang Gu froze on the spot, his face cold and his voice deep, "Wei Feng."

The ghostly pattern suddenly retracted, and Wei Feng hissed in the pool. Countless ghostly patterns attacked Jiang Gu from all directions, while the monster in the water arched its back, bared its sharp fangs at him with a fierce expression, and pounced on him with its blood-red maw.

Jiang Gu retreated swiftly, but did not use the Crimson Snow Sword again. Wei Feng dragged the severed tail with a fierce look in his eyes, refusing to let him touch him even slightly. In the end, Jiang Gu still used the Fire Rope to tie him to a thick ancient tree.

Wei Feng frantically tore at the red rope around his neck with his claws, anxiously and angrily biting at the ancient tree. The ghostly patterns also wrapped around the ancient tree, absorbing its life force. If Jiang Gu hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been swallowed up by the ghostly patterns as well.

He watched the monster struggling to break free of its restraints from mid-air. He had initially thought that Wei Feng had recognized him, but now he was suddenly unsure.

The ancient tree was uprooted and then torn to shreds by the ghost pattern. Unable to tear off the red rope, Wei Feng turned his attention to Jiang Gu and, using the ghost pattern as leverage, leaped towards Jiang Gu.

Before Jiang Gu could be caught, he decisively withdrew from the spiritual realm.

The palm-sized scroll lay quietly on the table.

Jiang Gu's indifferent gaze swept over the area and landed on the ghost tattoo that was licking the wound on his palm—he had caught a whip at the auction earlier, and the wound on his hand was caused by the impact—the ghost tattoo first stiffened, then suddenly leaped towards his brow, only to be caught halfway by two slender fingers. After wriggling fiercely twice, it drooped between his fingers and remained motionless.

"..." Jiang Gu pinched it and threw it back into the spiritual realm.

In the spiritual realm, the enormous monster slowly immersed itself in the spring water, savoring the lingering sweetness of blood in its mouth. It smacked its lips and uttered two words in a hoarse voice:

"Master... Father."