Chapter 113 Heartless Love (Part 8)

To avoid further trouble, Jiang Xiangyun led them away from Daohai City the following morning.

Lu Ziming failed to capture what he wanted and remained unusually quiet throughout the journey. Zhou Tingran, on the other hand, did manage to capture it, but she spent all the spirit stones she had on her and even borrowed many from Lin Feibai and Jiang Xiangyun. Despite her young age, her emotions were written all over her face.

“The Moon Gazing Continent is truly…extremely dangerous.” She gripped the small pendant in her hand tightly. “They don’t treat people like human beings at all.”

Lin Feibai smiled helplessly and said, "Actually, Pingze isn't much better."

Zhou Tingran sighed, "But if even the scrap metal discarded by the Life and Death Tower can fetch so much money, how rich must the Moon Gazing Continent be?"

“The spiritual veins of Wangyue Continent are far more numerous than those of Pingze Continent,” Jiang Xiangyun said. “Whether it’s spiritual energy or blessed lands, they are far superior to ours. Naturally, they are wealthy and powerful. Auction houses are adept at reading people’s minds. Once the bidding starts, they will make you empty your pockets. They know exactly how many spirit stones you bring in.”

Zhou Tingran was shocked, "How could they be so despicable!"

"Don't fall for that so easily next time," Jiang Xiangyun said with a smile. "Unless you really want it, right, Seventh Brother?"

Jiang Gu coldly brushed past him with a blank expression.

Jiang Xiangyun, having nothing better to do, wanted to tease him. He reached out his arm to hook his shoulder, but a chilling mist came from behind Jiang Gu and violently shook his arm away.

Caught off guard, Jiang Xiangyun winced in pain instantly, involuntarily gasping for breath, and said somewhat hurtfully, "Seventh Brother, are you serious?"

In the past, Jiang Gu would only shake him off, but he was actually very careful. Jiang Xiangyun would often do this, and they would just treat it as a pastime. But this time, Jiang Gu seemed to have gone all out, and Jiang Xiangyun was almost torn apart.

Jiang Gu looked at him with a puzzled expression upon hearing this.

Jiang Xiangyun instantly understood, "If you bring this little beast back, can you still tame him?"

"I don't know." Jiang Gu casually tossed him a pill. "The child is ignorant, please forgive him."

Jiang Xiangyun said sourly, "Is he still young?"

After Jiang Gu finished his perfunctory reply, he ignored him. Jiang Xiangyun turned to Yao Li and said, "Uncle, you be the judge."

Yao Li, holding his sword and pulling his hat low, said coldly, "I'll go and kill him for you, young master."

"Hey—" Jiang Xiangyun grabbed him, "If you kill him, my 100,000 top-grade spirit stones will be wasted!"

Yao Li silently pulled his hand away from his grasp.

The group traveled very quickly, and after entering more than a dozen teleportation arrays, several of them needed to recuperate, so they chose a secluded mountain to rest.

The group was just traveling together, each on their own guard. Their resting places were scattered in various corners of the mountains, but they were still able to contact each other immediately. Jiang Xiangyun sincerely invited Jiang Gu to come with him, but Jiang Gu decisively refused.

Although the Spirit Realm was many times more spacious than the Spirit Pet Bag, Jiang Gu still planned to let Wei Feng out for some fresh air.

He had previously dug a cave and set up multiple magic arrays around it to prevent Wei Feng from running around before he was able to pull the Divine Kite Shark out of the Spirit Realm.

Wei Feng was still covered in spikes. He scurried to a corner of the cave, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.

Jiang Gu ignored him and instead took out a lot of pills and talismans, as well as several medicinal plants brimming with spiritual energy. Wei Feng initially bared his teeth in a show of defiance, but after realizing that he was being ignored, he became somewhat irritated. Countless ghost patterns crawled from all directions onto the stone wall behind him and above his head, eager to knock over the things in his hands.

"Come here and apply the medicine." To avoid upsetting him, Jiang Gu didn't call his name again.

The ghostly markings behind him suddenly darted back into Wei Feng's body. Wei Feng blinked twice, wrinkled his nose, and bared his sharp fangs at him. The kite wings behind him flapped violently twice, causing dust to rise in the cave.

Jiang Gu frowned and said impatiently, "Don't make me say it twice, get over here."

Wei Feng pounded the ground even harder, causing rubble to tumble down the mountainside. Ghost Pattern swept all the pills and spiritual plants into the cave while Jiang Gu was off guard, then turned and swam towards the outside of the cave.

However, it was blocked by the formation outside the cave.

Jiang Gu grabbed the fire rope before he rushed out and reached out to grab his wrist. But the moment he touched him, Wei Feng trembled violently and ran out even more desperately.

"Wei Linming!" Jiang Gu shouted sternly.

The monster, which was struggling desperately, suddenly fell silent.

"If you recognize me, then stay put. If you want to die, I can grant your wish." Jiang Gu pulled the Fire Rope in his hand back hard, forcing the monster to raise its head. He stared at Wei Feng's disfigured face with a gloomy expression and tightened his grip on the rope.

Wei Feng, the monster, suddenly lost all strength and lowered his head in shame.

"Go back," Jiang Gu said.

Wei Feng glanced at him resentfully, then glanced at him again. Just as Jiang Gu was about to drag him back with a rope, Wei Feng slowly swam back to the corner of the cave, flicking his severed tail.

He seemed a little depressed, burying his head in the pile of stones with his back to Jiang Gu.

In the beginning, when Wei Feng was still a teenager, he liked to turn his back on people and ignore them when he was throwing a tantrum. However, after Jiang Gu disciplined him a few times, he changed his bad habit. Now, he has picked up the bad habit again.

He used to be somewhat cute, but now his body is so enormous that the chains on his shoulder blades and horns clang, making the scene particularly horrifying.

Jiang Gu didn't expect him to spit out the pills he had swallowed, so he patiently prepared the medicine again and held a dagger in his hand. "Come here."

Wei Feng slowly turned his head, staring warily at the knife in his hand, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How...how did you know...I recognized you?"

Hearing him finally speak, Jiang Gu's heart finally settled down. Since he could still question him, it meant that he still had a mind of his own and had not really become a beast that only knew how to kill.

"If you didn't recognize me, why are you crying in the cage?" Jiang Gu approached him expressionlessly, circulating his spiritual energy to prevent the guy from suddenly attacking. "Besides, you've already tasted my blood."

Wei Feng remained silent, but still ruffled his feathers as he approached, arching his back and assuming a posture ready to attack at any moment.

Contrary to Jiang Gu's expectations of Wei Feng crying and rushing towards him after recognizing him, even though Jiang Gu was prepared to push this filthy thing away, Wei Feng's wary and guarded appearance still made him frown.

"You...don't want me anymore." Wei Feng had an old scar on his throat, as if it had been cut off by something and then healed on its own. The gruesome flesh looked out of place, and his voice had become rough and hoarse. He seemed to be filled with resentment and grievance, "Why...did you still buy me?"

Jiang Gu remained silent for a long time before speaking coldly, "Of course it's useful."

Wei Feng bared his teeth and glared at him fiercely, "Then...why...didn't you come sooner?"

Jiang Gu stared at him expressionlessly. He should have had countless ways to deal with this little beast. After all, he was not very bright and could be easily coaxed. He could even use some methods to make him devoted to him again. But it seemed that something was stuck in his throat, making him unable to answer.

"You must... think it's not worth it to find me... so you decided... not to want me anymore." Wei Feng's face revealed a fierce expression, and he could hardly suppress his murderous intent.

However, a string of small luminous pearls hit Jiang Gu's hand.

Even though the luminous pearl was cold, Jiang Gu still curled his fingers slightly from the heat.

Seeing Jiang Gu's tacit agreement, Wei Feng's resentment intensified. He gritted his teeth and asked fiercely, "Song Sui Lou...you pushed me...into the vortex of fragments...why...didn't you grab me?"

Jiang Gu's sleeves crackled as the luminous pearl struck them, and his fingers, hidden within the sleeves, unconsciously rubbed together a couple of times.

He looked at Wei Feng with a cold expression and said succinctly, "Forgot."

Wei Feng was speechless. He angrily manipulated the ghostly runes to attack Jiang Gu, his voice hoarse as he said, "You're the one who didn't want me... so I don't want you as my master anymore!"

Jiang Gu paused for a moment, then said in a cold voice, "Whatever."

Wei Feng's ghostly markings were menacing, but they seemed more like a bluff. Jiang Gu used the Fire Rope to bind him and trap him in the magic array. After Wei Feng reacted, his eyes turned bloodshot and he began to struggle desperately, but his injuries were too severe, and he could not break free from Jiang Gu's restraints.

Jiang Gu flipped him over and plunged the dagger into his shoulder blade without blinking. However, the chains had become deeply entangled in his meridians over time, and even more than a dozen pain-relieving magic arrays could not alleviate the excruciating pain. Wei Feng's arms, wings, and tail were immobilized by the magic arrays, and his only movable part, his neck, was pinned down by Jiang Gu's knee. He was in so much pain that the veins on his forehead bulged and large beads of sweat rolled down his face, but he did not scream as he had before.

Jiang Gu's movements were steady, precise, and ruthless, yet he carefully pulled the chains out of Wei Feng's meridians. Due to his advanced age, Jiang Gu had no choice but to use several fragments of his own primordial spirit to protect Wei Feng's meridians. This was a thankless task for a cultivator, and obviously no one on the Wangyue Continent would do such a thing for a mere beast.

"Speak up if it hurts," Jiang Gu said.

Wei Feng's fingers pierced deep into the stone wall, drawing blood, as if in a fit of pique, and he didn't make a sound.

Jiang Gu suddenly pulled out the chain that had grown into his flesh and bone. Wei Feng trembled as if in a spasm, and his breathing became somewhat rapid.

Jiang Gu lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, then did the same thing again, pulling the chain out of his other shoulder blade. After doing all this, Wei Feng was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to tremble.

Jiang Gu smeared herbs and talismans all over his shoulder blades as if they were free, and added dozens of healing magic arrays before getting up and walking up to him. "Open your mouth."

Wei Feng glared at him through gritted teeth.

Jiang Gu swiftly dislocated his jaw, poured in several bottles of pills, and as he closed his mouth, Wei Feng was caught off guard and bit his wrist. A sharp pain shot through him, and blood instantly soaked into Wei Feng's teeth.

Jiang Gu could even clearly feel his fingers being licked and wrapped by the warm tongue in his mouth. "...Let go."

Wei Feng not only didn't loosen his grip, but deliberately tightened his grip, pressing his fangs against Jiang Gu's wrist, ready to pounce.

He could bite off Jiang Gu's wrist at any time if he wanted to, even if it's just a scratch now.

Jiang Gu wanted to beat him up, but when he caught a glimpse of the wounds on his neck and shoulders and the scars all over his body, he could only suppress the thought for the time being. It took some effort to force him to open his mouth. With a cold face, he used a talisman to stop the bleeding from the wound on his shoulder, and then used his spiritual power to heal the wound before bandaging it. When he had a moment to deal with the chains on his ram's horns, Wei Feng bit his sleeve again.

He ignored him and continued working.

“I almost… forgot…” Wei Feng bit his sleeve, his head drooping, and said in a muffled voice, “The wound can… be bandaged up.”

Jiang Gu paused, his hand, which was about to pull out the chain, stopped.

In the stillness of the night, under the bright moon and gentle breeze, the shadows of the trees swayed in the mountains. The master and disciple, reunited after a long separation, sat and stood, separated by the blurred lines of flesh and time, in utter silence.

The dim, scorching pearl fell into Jiang Gu's sleeves without her noticing.