Chapter 187 Misty Rain Pavilion (Fifteen)

The dreamlike memory came to an abrupt end.

When Jiang Gu and Wei Feng opened their eyes again, they were back in their sea of ​​consciousness. The red mist was still swirling around them, but its color had become much lighter.

Silence reigned in his mind. After a long while, Wei Feng finally turned his stiff neck to look at Jiang Gu. His expression was unexpectedly calm. He even smiled at Jiang Gu. "Master, is the memory over?"

"Hmm," Jiang Gu replied indifferently.

Wei Feng chuckled lightly, "I thought this remnant spirit had some great power, but it turns out it just showed us the memories of its original self. This story is really boring. For someone in a dream, we don't even know if he actually exists... How stupid."

Jiang Gu didn't speak, but turned his head and met his gaze.

For a moment, Wei Feng's eyes showed panic. He seemed to want to dodge, but instinctively stopped in his tracks. When he smiled, the slightly drooping corners of his eyes always made him look more innocent and pitiful. However, Jiang Gu's overly calm and composed gaze made him feel a little wronged.

He cleared his throat and asked somewhat cautiously, "Master, do you think he's very stupid?"

Jiang Gu did not answer his question. "This remnant spirit has survived until now by relying on a lingering obsession. Now that the obsession is about to dissipate, you can refine it in your sea of ​​consciousness."

"Okay." Wei Feng did not hesitate at all and gathered the gradually fading red mist together.

Jiang Gu examined his sea of ​​consciousness and then covered the injury to his primordial spirit with spiritual power, "Focus on healing."

After he finished speaking, he prepared to leave Wei Feng's sea of ​​consciousness. Wei Feng watched his figure gradually disappear and tried to calm himself down, but in the end he couldn't help himself and grabbed Jiang Gu's wrist.

The magic array stopped, and Jiang Gu lifted his eyelids. His semi-transparent figure was hazy and blurry, which made Wei Feng think of the "master" that the young man from a thousand years ago could never touch in his dreams.

He gripped tighter, lowered his head, and dared not look Jiang Gu in the eye, his voice hoarse: "Master, don't go."

"Forget the past when you should. If you let that obsession affect you and create demonic obstacles, you will only suffer in the end." Jiang Gu stopped there. "Wei Feng, I can't be with you every moment."

His tone was calm and indifferent, as if the boy's experience in the memory illusion could not affect him in the slightest. He could even take this opportunity to educate Wei Feng. His ruthlessness had reached a state of perfection.

Large tears fell onto Jiang Gu's translucent hand, burning his fingers as if they were piled up like ice and snow.

"I don't care," Wei Feng said in a muffled voice. "Master, I just want you to be with me right now."

He seemed to be naturally immune to Jiang Gu's high-sounding reasons. Jiang Gu's warnings were both right and wrong. He didn't care much about what had happened in the past, and rarely looked forward to the future. He only cared about whether he was happy in the present.

So he cried even harder.

"Don't cry." Jiang Gu frowned impatiently, but didn't pull away from his hand.

Wei Feng looked up at him with teary eyes, then stomped on the magic array that had pulled him out of his sea of ​​consciousness, shattering it. Before Jiang Gu could get angry, Wei Feng opened his arms and hugged him tightly.

Jiang Gu was stunned for a moment.

Wei Feng rarely had the chance to hug him. He probably had more opportunities when he was younger, but most of the time it was Jiang Gu who hugged him. Wei Feng would always obediently and submissively hug his waist, bury his head in his shoulder or neck, and whine and beg for mercy. Jiang Gu always felt that he was like a stubborn plaster that couldn't be peeled off.

But this scoundrel rarely uses such a forceful and somewhat oppressive way of hugging him, as if he were about to devour his soul, making Jiang Gu want to punch him.

But he held back.

Perhaps because this fellow's past was so tragic, his cold and hard heart finally showed a rare moment of compassion, and he became somewhat more lenient towards this scoundrel.

He raised his hand and patted Wei Feng on the back, having found an effective solution.

Wei Feng was holding the person with great satisfaction when he heard his master say in a cold, unmoved voice, "If you feel that these memories are disturbing your mind, I can seal them for you temporarily. It will not be too late to unseal them when your Dao heart is stable."

Wei Feng was immediately jolted awake. He abruptly raised his head, a tear still clinging to his eyelashes. "No, no need, Master."

Jiang Gu looked at his flustered appearance and slowly narrowed his eyes.

"I was just thinking about those five years when I waited for you to save me in Wangyue." Wei Feng looked at him pitifully with red eyes. "Master, I'm much worse off than that person in the memory illusion."

Jiang Gu's heart sank. Just when he thought Wei Feng was about to tell him about the even more terrible torment he had suffered, he heard this bastard say in a serious tone, "He has never even seen his master's face and he thinks like this. I have been eating and sleeping with you, Master, for several years. I have hugged you, touched you, and kissed you. My longing for you is a thousand times greater than his, and my pain and torment are naturally a thousand times greater as well."

He frowned and said seriously, "So I'm even worse off, Master, please have some pity on me."

Jiang Gu wanted to take out his sword and slap him.

Wei Feng looked at him with a grin, and pretended to bury his head in Jiang Gu's neck again, but Jiang Gu pressed his forehead against the hilt of his sword and forced him to straighten up.

"Stop fooling around." Jiang Gu couldn't understand his personality of crying and laughing so easily.

Wei Feng's hand slid down and grasped his hand. "Master, look how vast my sea of ​​consciousness is. Let's heal together here, so you can stay with me a little longer."

Jiang Gu glanced at him indifferently, shook off his restless hands, and found a clean place to sit down and heal his wounds.

Wei Feng grinned happily and huddled closer to him until they were face to face, knee to knee, before he closed his eyes in satisfaction.

A sharp pain shot through his empty chest. He frowned imperceptibly and used his ghostly runes to forcefully suppress the pain.

Jiang Gu noticed his unusual behavior but did not open his eyes.

He originally wanted to go out and calm down for a while, but Wei Feng became too clingy after seeing his memories, so he decided to stay after much consideration.

If what happened in the memory illusion is real, then everything that has happened so far is probably under Xiao Dan's control.

A thousand years ago, Wei Feng was born in the far south, with a scar on his left arm from birth that sealed his memories. This scar was similar to the one on his neck, suggesting that Wei Feng also came from the upper realm. As for the "master" who appeared in his dream—Jiang Gu frowned. Based on Xiao Dan's words, it was highly likely that he was Jiang Gu himself, but the cause and effect were unknown. He only appeared in Wei Feng's dream for two years before disappearing. Wei Feng's true body was first killed in the Tower of Life and Death, then he cultivated a ghost body and was almost suppressed in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Buddhas. Finally, he was intercepted by Xiao Dan at the edge of the Moon Gazing Continent, where his mind was completely destroyed…

The strange stone walls of the Floating Spring Temple, built a thousand years ago, were deliberately chosen to be made of water-based divine power, which is the opposite of fire. This was probably chosen by Xiao Dan to suppress Wei Feng, who had lost his mind. The appearance of the mermaid scale ball and the mermaid statue that sealed Wei Feng's heart here should also have been intentionally done by Xiao Dan.

Xiao Dan wanted to use the immortals undergoing tribulation in the lower realm to create jade steps and build a road to heaven, which means that the path to ascension in the lower realm is very likely to be cut off. Since he dared to do this, there is a high probability that there is a successful precedent before him. Could it be the Spirit Realm Princess and Song Sui from ten thousand years ago? If he is the so-called jade step, then the Heavenly Dao probably protects him. That is why Xiao Dan has been unable to find himself and can only rely on the easier tribulation jade to find the jade step.

Based on fragments of information from the memory illusion, Jiang Gu could vaguely deduce that his original "Jade of Calamity" was too "simple." If he had followed the path of killing his wife to attain enlightenment as he remembered, he could have ascended to immortality with ease. Therefore, after discovering that Wei Feng was an unkillable monster, Xiao Dan used certain methods to fuse the Jade of Calamity into Wei Feng's body. Wei Feng initially shared the same scar that sealed his memories with him. If they both came from the Upper Realm, Wei Feng should also be a Jade-rank. Therefore, Xiao Dan gave the ghost body with sealed memories to Xiao Qingyan and used Wei Feng's body to create a pseudo-Jade-rank and keep it by his side. In case Jiang Gu's path to the Jade rank failed, he would at least have a backup pseudo-Jade-rank.

By transforming a monster of the same Jade rank into a Jade Calamity, Jiang Gu would be unable to kill him and would be stuck in the lower realm, unable to ascend. This would give Xiao Dan enough time to build his path to heaven.

However, there are still many doubts. For example, what methods did Xiao Dan use to make Wei Feng merge with the Tribulation Jade? What made Xiao Dan so certain that he could ascend to immortality with the Jade Steps? And who leaked the news about immortals undergoing tribulation? They were led step by step into this Floating Spring Ancient God Temple. What exactly is Xiao Dan's intention?

Wei Feng has not only devoured the fetus in Qu Qing's womb and the Divine Kite Shark egg, but he must have also devoured the Tribulation Jade that was originally destined for him. Moreover, judging from the illusion of his memories, Wei Feng has devoured countless evil spirits and even accidentally swallowed the corpse of that little black shark and that silver-blue stone, which caused him to grow a silver-blue shark tail. His current Divine Kite Shark form is probably also influenced by the little black shark... If he continues like this, the Heavenly Dao will definitely not allow him to ascend. In fact, if it accumulates to a certain extent, it may forcibly kill Wei Feng in order to maintain the balance of heaven and earth.

Jiang Gu's thoughts were in turmoil.

He finally realized that from the moment he and Wei Feng first met in Jiaolong City, they had been drawn into a complex game of chess. The player was lurking in the shadows and extremely patient, and might even have involved the Upper Realm and his identity before his tribulation. These were far more difficult to deal with than the likes of Jiang Yinzhong and Chu Guanshan. In particular, both he and Wei Feng's cultivation was far from sufficient. Even if their cultivation were sufficient, they would probably find it difficult to survive under such a dense web of killing intent both above and below.

Now that Xiao Dan dares to expose his true intentions to them, he probably already has victory in his grasp.

But Jiang Gu never believed in any foolproof method. Even the most perfect plan would have a flaw. Just like when you reach a dead end, the Heavenly Dao will always leave a glimmer of hope. It all depends on whether you can seize it and find a way out. He slowly opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Wei Feng's face.

Those cultivators all say that people who undergo tribulation in the lower realm have exceptionally good fates, so why is this fool's fate so bad?

'...Master, they all bully me because they think I'm ugly...'

Wei Feng's aggrieved words suddenly rang in his ears.

Jiang frowned in displeasure.

Perhaps because his gaze was too direct, Wei Feng finally couldn't help but quietly open his eyes, somewhat uncomfortably raising his paw to touch his face, and looking at Jiang Gu with a puzzled expression.

He was not ugly at all; his apprentice was handsome and cute, and his original form was also majestic. When he cried, he would drop small luminous pearls.

"Master?" Seeing his solemn expression, Wei Feng couldn't help but become nervous as well. "Master, have you thought of something important?"

Is there something wrong with this remnant spirit, or is there something wrong with his heart? Or have they really been tricked and are now hanging by a thread?

Just as Wei Feng was preparing to flee for his life, he saw his usually stern master twitch the corner of his mouth and say, "You are very handsome."

So, having a bad fate must mean that Heaven is blind.

Wei Feng stared at him blankly, his eyes filled with confusion.

Before he came to Wangyue, he always thought he was very good-looking and his original form was very imposing. But since he came to Wangyue, he finally realized that he was not good-looking at all. No matter when, people would call him a monster. Now that his primordial spirit was sewn up with ghost patterns, he was even uglier. His master... must be mocking him. Anyway, his master had done this kind of thing many times before.

Wei Feng's eyes slowly reddened, and he wished he could turn into a cloud of mist and hide himself away.

Jiang Gu raised his hand and wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes with his fingertips, feeling that his little disciple's cultivation of the Six Desires Path was far too sentimental. "Return your primordial spirit to its rightful place."

If you cry any more, your spirit will dissipate.

Wei Feng clung to him tightly, holding his hand and refusing to let go, even rubbing his cheek against his palm. "Master, stay with me a little longer. Anyway, you can move around freely even with half of your primordial spirit outside."

The soft, warm cheek pressed against his palm, and Jiang Gu's fingertips felt slightly itchy. He coldly withdrew his hand.

Seeing that he was angry, Wei Feng dared not pester him any longer. He reluctantly kicked out the formation under his feet. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Gu disappeared from his sight without any hesitation.

Wei Feng's pitiful expression vanished instantly. He reached out and tightly gripped his aching chest, his expression dark and ruthless. Anger and resentment surged through his blood. He felt the torment he had suffered in the illusionary memory, and the inhuman torture he had endured over the past five years alternated in his mind. Overwhelming hatred was like a raging fire that threatened to burn him to ashes.

The crimson remnant spirit seemed to sense the hatred and resentment in his heart, as if it had finally found its home. The endless crimson mist finally faded completely and was willingly absorbed back into its original form.

Wei Feng stretched out an arm, and the black ghost patterns on it increased significantly. A few red mists mixed in with the surrounding black fog, and he could faintly sense the sharp resentment of the vengeful ghosts, which greatly enhanced his cultivation. He clenched his fist excitedly, and evil thoughts and killing intent sprouted from his empty chest, engulfing his entire body like wildfire.

He wasn't as foolish as he was a thousand years ago. He would return every single pain that Wangyue had inflicted on him. Only if Wangyue became a living hell could he quell the hatred in his heart!

And then there's Master... He has no hope of ascending to immortality, and he will never allow Master to ascend.

He wanted his master to stay with him forever in the mortal realm.