Chapter 124 Heartless Love (19)

This was the first time Wei Feng had seen Jiang Gu so out of control.

He stared at Jiang Gu in astonishment. The increasingly thin air made it difficult for him to make a sound. He raised his hand to grab Jiang Gu, but before he could touch Jiang Gu's sleeve, the fierce-looking man in front of him fainted.

"Master!" Wei Feng hurriedly pulled the person into his arms, but his hands were covered in sticky blood.

Jiang Gu's face was deathly pale, splattered with blood. His breathing was so weak it was barely perceptible. Wei Feng urgently tried to channel spiritual energy into him, but it was like throwing stones into the sea. He forced himself to calm down and, in desperation, sent a wisp of his primordial spirit into Jiang Gu's body to investigate. He discovered that Jiang Gu's meridians and bones were completely broken, and his primordial spirit had also developed huge cracks.

Wei Feng wanted to continue investigating, but he vomited a mouthful of foul blood. His spiritual power was exhausted. He had also been severely injured in order to entangle Feng Wujiu's meridians and primordial spirit.

He hastily used the last of his spiritual energy to gather Jiang Gu's primordial spirit back together, and then stabilized the broken bones and meridians before reaching out to wipe the blood from Jiang Gu's face. His gaze suddenly froze—

Master's protective formation... has failed.

Previously, no matter how badly Jiang Gu was injured, the protective array would always work, but now it has no effect at all, which can only mean that the person who set up the array has reached the end of their strength.

“…Master.” Wei Feng felt a pang of panic. If it were before, without the protective array preventing him from doing so, he would have been overjoyed. But now, his mind was filled with nothing but panic.

An unfamiliar scent filled the air. He scooped Jiang Gu up in his arms and transformed into white mist, instantly dissipating into the air.

"Tsk." The newcomer, dressed in tattered beggar's clothes with only his scarlet eyes showing, tucked his hands into his sleeves and looked at Feng Wujiu's gruesome corpse on the ground. He kicked it with displeasure. "That's it?"

"He actually managed to be killed in a counterattack." Another female voice sneered, "I thought someone ranked 91st was really that capable. It seems that Jiang Gu's cultivation level is only at the Mahayana stage."

She wore a pale yellow dress, with almond-shaped eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a narrow waist. She held an umbrella folded up in her hand, yet carried it on her shoulder with an extremely elegant posture.

"He has a ferocious beast raised by Chu Guanshan, whose strength is no less than that of a True Immortal." The man paused. "It seems that Chu Guanshan made his move before us."

"It's alright, a beast is a beast, leave it to me." The woman chuckled, "I'm the best at dealing with these filthy and smelly beasts."

After saying that, she opened the umbrella in her hand, which was covered with countless animal skulls. She tilted her head back, sniffed the air with a dreamy expression, and smiled knowingly. "The little beast is seriously injured. I will be back with his head in less than twelve hours."

——

Jiang Gu was seriously injured and unconscious. Neither the Spirit Realm nor the Jade Bracelet could be activated by Wei Feng. The people behind them were still in hot pursuit. In desperation, Wei Feng took Jiang Gu into the cave at the bottom of the lake.

The spiritual energy shield isolated the lake water and their auras. Wei Feng carried Jiang Gu into the depths of the cave, only revealing his scarred mermaid tail. He held Jiang Gu in his arms and slowly gathered spiritual energy to send into his dantian.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Gu finally opened his eyes.

"Master?" Wei Feng called out to him cautiously as he approached.

Jiang Gu's gaze lingered on his fish-gill-like sharp ears for a moment. He tried to get up, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"Don't move. All the bones in your body are broken, and all your meridians are severed." Wei Feng carefully supported his arm and let him lean against his chest. "My spiritual power is limited right now, so I can't heal you. Master, please wait a little longer, it will be fine soon."

However, Jiang Gu forced himself to sit up straight. His face was deathly pale, and he made a hand seal. In the blink of an eye, a scroll appeared in front of the two of them. It was the Spirit Realm.

"Master, the Spirit Realm consumes a great deal of spiritual energy, so it would be better if we didn't go in for the time being," Wei Feng said, somewhat disagreeing.

Jiang Gu glanced at him indifferently, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go in by yourself."

Wei Feng froze, "I won't go in!"

Jiang Gu frowned, intending to throw him in, but forgot that he was seriously injured. Wei Feng grabbed him with little effort. "Master, I can protect myself, and I can protect you too."

Jiang Gu's eyes remained unchanged. "Go in."

Wei Feng stared at him, his gaze growing increasingly hesitant. "Or... are you worried about me?"

Jiang Gu was naturally uneasy. He didn't trust anyone, and Wei Feng wouldn't be an exception, especially since Wei Feng was still wearing the three-leaf bamboo shackles. Although he was somewhat confused before, he remembered the panicked expression on Wei Feng's face when he questioned him.

He would never entrust his life to anyone other than himself.

Wei Feng gripped his arm tighter instinctively, his eyes filled with anger and confusion, his voice hoarse as he retorted, "Master, if I wanted to hurt you, wouldn't it have been perfect when you were completely unconscious? Why would I have painstakingly transferred spiritual energy to you bit by bit? I..."

He choked up, but forced himself to keep his voice steady, and whispered, "Am I really that unworthy of your trust?"

Jiang Gu was extremely wary and meticulous. This was the most serious injury Wei Feng had ever seen him suffer. Wei Feng understood his defensiveness, but he could not bear it.

He had always trusted Jiang Gu wholeheartedly, but even the strongest feelings can be hurt when faced with inequality.

Although his heart had long since disappeared.

Jiang Gu looked at his reddened eyes and remained silent for a moment. He wanted to answer yes, but his intuition told him that Wei Feng would not like the answer and might even throw a tantrum. He could easily coax him if he wanted to, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

He accepted Wei Feng's answer.

Wei Feng looked at him with some hurt, released the mermaid tail that was wrapped around him, swam to a corner at the cave entrance, and whispered, "There are still people chasing us. I can smell their scent. If we go in, I won't be able to protect you."

Jiang Gu didn't press him any further, but simply closed his eyes and began to heal his wounds.

Wei Feng was unwilling to give up and spoke again: "You don't believe me because of the shackles of the three-leaf bamboo?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Gu slowly opened his eyes and said coldly, "No."

"Then why do you insist on making me enter the Spirit Realm?" Wei Feng gritted his teeth, forcing back his tears.

Jiang Gu frowned, looking at Wei Feng, who was so big, curled up in the corner, looking like he was about to cry, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to come in, then forget it."

"Then do you think I would harm you?" Wei Feng refused to give up.

Jiang Gu frowned even more deeply; Wei Feng's pressing questioning made him uneasy. "You—"

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Feng appeared in front of him in an instant, flicking his mermaid tail. Wei Feng's lean arm pressed against the stone wall behind him, almost enveloping him completely in his embrace. He exuded the unique sea scent of mermaids. His gray-white eyes stared straight at Jiang Gu, and his long silver-blue hair was draped over his bare shoulders, barely concealing the crisscrossing scars on his body.

“I will kill the person who put these shackles on me.” Wei Feng suddenly transformed into human form, knelt down in front of him, grabbed his hand and placed it on his ankle, which was fastened by a silver chain, and whispered, “From now on, I will only wear the chains you gave me, Master, you can’t disbelieve me.”

The cold shackles were a bit uncomfortable; Jiang Gu felt excruciating pain even from moving a finger, but he didn't even blink. "Whatever."

Wei Feng held his hand tightly and didn't remove it. "Master, your primordial spirit is too damaged, and the saliva is no longer effective, but there is a faster way."

Jiang Gu's eyes finally showed a flicker of emotion. "What method?"

Wei Feng was both annoyed and amused. He had been rambling on and on, pouring his heart out, but Jiang Gu remained indifferent and unconcerned. If he weren't currently seriously injured, he probably would have already forced himself into the spiritual realm. Only when he heard about matters of vital interest would he show even the slightest bit of concern.

Heartless and indifferent to the extreme.

He subtly ground his teeth, then took his hand and slowly moved it up his ankle, placing it on his waist and abdomen, saying, "Let's have a spiritual communion."

Jiang Gu's gaze froze for a moment.

"My primordial spirit has extremely strong healing abilities. Although I have never interacted with a human or a god, I am certain that the effect will be better than saliva—"

"Ridiculous!" Jiang Gu interrupted him coldly.

Wei Feng forced a smile and said, "What's so absurd about this? It's just a spiritual connection. There are plenty of shady methods on the Moon Gazing Continent. It's just about survival. Does Master think all cultivators who have had spiritual connections are absurd?"

Jiang Gu's face darkened, and he said patiently, "Spiritual communion is a matter for Daoist partners. You and I are master and disciple, so this is inappropriate."

Although he had previously planned to make Wei Feng his Daoist partner through killing his wife to prove his Dao, Wei Feng was still an ignorant young man at that time, and he subconsciously raised him as a disciple. After arriving at Wangyue, with Xiao Qingyan as a potential replacement, he naturally didn't want Wei Feng to be his Daoist partner.

A direct disciple is a good choice and a better fit for Wei Feng; they are far more important than a Daoist partner.

"So what if we're master and disciple? Let alone master and disciple, even fathers, sons, brothers, and spirit pets can communicate in spirit. How much more so master and disciple? Master, killing Feng Wujiuyi has already driven us to our wits' end. If we're caught up with again, we'll surely die!" Wei Feng approached slowly with a menacing aura, his dark shadow completely enveloping Jiang Gu. He stared straight at Jiang Gu, "Or is it that you, Master, despise my primordial spirit and think I'm unworthy?"

He was unusually assertive, speaking to himself, "Then why did you kiss me? Back in Pyeongtaek, you were the one who kissed me first. Even if you deny it later, it doesn't make up for it. You were the one who insisted I kiss you first—"

Jiang Gu couldn't listen anymore; veins throbbed on his forehead. "When did I ever insist that you kiss me?"

Wei Feng's tears instantly fell with a plop, "When the antidote was being used to kill the love poison, it was clearly you who made me want to kiss you."

This ability to turn the tables on someone is something they seem to have mastered without a teacher.

"..." Jiang Gu took a deep breath and said coldly, "You don't need to say anything more. There is absolutely no possibility of spiritual communication."

However, Wei Feng's dark primordial spirit had already approached his sea of ​​consciousness, taking advantage of his serious injuries and inability to move, and snuggled into his arms, "But Master, they all say that spiritual communication is very comfortable, and the healing is really fast, Master, you can believe me—um."

Jiang Gu's face darkened, and he grabbed the sticky, damp, and cold primordial spirit and roughly pressed it into the mud and sand.

What a rebellious and despicable scoundrel!