Chapter 245 Red Kite Seeks Jade (19)

Wei Feng thought about it all the way, but still couldn't figure out how Jiang Gu had guessed it.

He followed closely behind Jiang Gu, and when he saw Jiang Gu enter the door, he hesitated for a moment, then went in, closed the door, knelt down, and bowed his head to admit his mistake in one smooth motion.

The knee hit the ground with a dull thud. Jiang Gu turned around and saw that his face was pale and his expression was frightened. He said, "Do you kneel down to others all the time?"

Wei Feng shook his head, his eyes red: "I will only kneel before my master."

The expression on his face was so pitiful that Jiang Gu rarely saw him so frightened—although this guy would beg for mercy at the drop of a hat, whether he was truly scared or just pretending was easy for Jiang Gu to tell. When this bastard was truly scared, he didn't have many tricks up his sleeve, and he couldn't even come up with a defense. His expression was bewildered and anxious, and he didn't even dare to look at Jiang Gu for more than a second.

Jiang Gu, whose mind was already not working well, suddenly felt that he shouldn't have forced Wei Feng to admit it so roughly; it was really putting Wei Feng in a difficult position.

"That's enough." He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from Wei Feng's temples. "Get up first."

Wei Feng looked up in surprise, his nose stinging, but he didn't dare to actually get up.

Jiang Gu grabbed his arm, pulled him up, and said calmly, "I want to hear your explanation."

Wei Feng said in a low voice, "Master, according to them, I failed to ascend and am indeed considered a half-immortal, but I have never had any contact with them... I am a Jade Rank who failed to ascend, and later, by some twist of fate, I was transformed into your Tribulation Jade. I may never be able to go to the Upper Realm."

After he finished speaking, he looked up to observe Jiang Gu's expression, only to find that his master's face remained expressionless, as if he had already guessed it. He couldn't help but ask, "Master, did you already know?"

“Xiao Dan said you were once a Jade Rank cultivator. Since you later became a Tribulation Jade, it must be because you lost your value as a Jade Rank cultivator… It’s not hard to guess that you failed to ascend.” Jiang Gu looked at him.

Wei Feng was stunned: "Why didn't you tell me back then?"

Jiang Gu calmly replied, "It's just a guess, not certain, so there's no need to make you uneasy."

Wei Feng's eyes reddened even more, but Jiang Gu's calmness immediately put his mind at ease. He lowered his head and drew a talisman in Jiang Gu's palm, saying resolutely, "Master, I know you won't believe anything I say now. Just search my soul directly, and you'll know everything that happened to me."

Jiang Gu lowered his eyes to look at the talisman in his palm, his voice slightly cold: "Who taught you this Soul-Searching Talisman?"

He had never taught Wei Feng this talisman, but judging from his proficiency in drawing talismans, he had obviously used it quite a lot.

“I learned it myself,” Wei Feng said in a low voice. “When I was imprisoned by Ji Jingchen, she always tried to search my soul, but I resisted with the Yuan-Strengthening Technique that you taught me, Master, and she never succeeded.”

“Soul searching causes great damage to the primordial spirit and soul.” Jiang Gu looked up at him.

Wei Feng said, "It's alright, Master. My primordial spirit is strong, so please search as you please."

Jiang Gu remained silent for a long while before asking him, "Why are you so sure I won't believe you anymore?"

Wei Feng was speechless for a long time before saying, "But I have hidden many things from you."

“Then tell me now,” Jiang Gu said coldly. “I never taught you to debase yourself in order to gain the trust of others.”

Wei Feng hesitated.

Jiang Gu leaned closer to him, raised his hand to pat his head, and slowly said, "If people still don't believe you after you tell them, then just kill them."

"The same applies to me."

Wei Feng's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. She hugged him tightly and buried her face in his waist.

Jiang Gu sighed almost imperceptibly: "Don't cry."

That idiot has dropped almost a whole basketful of luminous pearls today.

"...I was struck by lightning and almost lost my soul. When I was on the verge of death, I used all the divine artifacts on my body to prolong my life. When I was refining the Mirror Flower Scroll, there was another lightning tribulation. In desperation, I remembered that since it could preserve the remnant soul of the Jade Step, it should be able to preserve my soul. So I hid inside. As it turned out, there was a piece of my memory hidden inside."

"It happened when I was in the Upper Realm."

*

In his memory, Wei Feng's perspective was much higher. He stood outside a magnificent palace, listening to the celestial attendant beside him say, "Today is the ten-thousandth birthday of Immortal Lord Yaoyan. The young immortal lord is fond of cleanliness, so you must be careful and thorough when cleaning, and make sure nothing is missed. Also, when casting spells, do not disturb the spirit beasts kept by the young immortal lord..."

Wei Feng listened absentmindedly because he felt very hungry, but he had gone to great lengths to sneak in, so he could only force himself to endure it. When the celestial attendant spoke of Yao Yan, he felt a mixture of fear and inexplicable excitement.

"I wonder if we'll be able to run into the Little Immortal Lord."

"Little Immortal Lord was injured in the Demon Forest some time ago and is still recuperating. We probably won't be able to see him."

"How could he be injured? Little Immortal Lord's magical power is extremely high, and he has few rivals in the Nine Provinces..."

"After all, he is still young. The young immortal lord is only ten thousand years old. His peers are all eighty or ninety thousand years old and they still have to go to the Demon Forest together. He will definitely get hurt if he goes alone."

"Speaking of which, is it possible that the Little Immortal Lord has to descend to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation? Why haven't we heard anything about it?"

“How could Immortal Venerable Yaoshuo possibly let him go? Even if the Immortal Venerable were willing, God Lingyin would not agree. The young prince will not come of age until he is seventeen thousand years old, which is still too early.”

"Yes, I heard that before Little Immortal Lord's master, Immortal Venerable Hongchen, went into seclusion, he instructed Little Immortal Lord not to go anywhere before he came out of seclusion. As a result, as soon as the Immortal Venerable went into seclusion, he ran to the Demon Forest... Sure enough, there was a bloody disaster."

"Hurry, the palace gates are open."

Wei Feng was completely confused by these names. He wasn't interested in these immortal lords and tribulations; he just wanted to go into the Immortal Lord's Palace to find something to eat. He had been consuming too much turbid energy and was constantly tired and hungry lately, needing some pure spiritual energy to balance things out.

He walked forward among a group of fairy maidens. When he passed a mirror, he saw the shimmering silver-blue dress he was wearing. He tilted his head and looked at it for a while, and it took him a long time to remember the words these gods used to describe it. It was very beautiful.

Yes, he is very handsome.

Wei Feng was happy for a moment, then casually wiped a few mirrors before sneaking into the back hall. He originally only wanted to absorb some spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy was very pure and became more and more fragrant with each bite. He couldn't help but follow the scent into the room, where he saw the little immortal lord dressed in red sitting on a cloud where spiritual energy was gathered. The sweet scent was coming from the cloud.

Wei Feng swallowed hard, but instinct ultimately prevailed over fear. At first, he only thought about gnawing on the outermost ring, which would not disturb the little immortal. But when he came to his senses, he had already eaten most of the little immortal's spirit cloud. He realized something was wrong, let out a burp, and tried to run away. However, the little immortal behind him spat out a mouthful of foul blood and fell off the spirit cloud.

Wei Feng hesitated for a moment, then walked over with a pounding heart, squatted down and poked the little immortal's shoulder. He vaguely remembered that the other party had a bad temper.

In his memory, he still couldn't see Xiao Xianjun's face clearly, but he inexplicably knew that Xiao Xianjun was also "beautiful," even more beautiful than the blue dress he was wearing.

What happened next was extremely chaotic.

Wei Feng heard the little fairy's scream. Countless magic arrays and immortals surrounded the back hall. He tried to escape but couldn't. Finally, he was forced to reveal his true form and hide behind Yao Yan. His beautiful blue dress was corroded into dust by his true form.

"You audacious filth, how dare you interrupt the Immortal Lord's healing! What are your intentions?!"

"Quickly grab it! We must not let it get close to the Immortal Lord's essence. If it contaminates the essence, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Immediately go and invite Immortal Venerable Yaoshuo and the High God..."

"Catch it! The little immortal lord was kind enough to let it go before, and it still dares to come back!"

"Set up the formation and cast the spell!"

The sky darkened, and the intense pain caused Wei Feng to howl, waking the unconscious Little Immortal Lord.

Wei Feng felt a surge of joy and anticipation, clinging to him as if he were a lifeline. He grabbed Wei Feng's sleeve and said tremblingly, "I'm sorry, Little Immortal Lord, I was so hungry that I ate your spirit cloud... Please, don't kill me."

The little immortal flicked his sleeve and threw it to the ground. He stood up unsteadily and walked step by step to the door. When the others saw this, they immediately captured Wei Feng. How could a filthy creature be a match for an immortal? He was quickly thrown into a dark and narrow magic treasure. He heard people talking outside.

"What should we do with this?"

"Let's lock him up for now and wait for the Little Immortal Lord to decide."

Wei Feng didn't know how much time had passed before he finally heard human voices again.

"It keeps bothering the little immortal, it's really annoying, just find a small world and throw it down there."

"But it is, after all, an filthy creature that has gained intelligence, and can also be considered a being from the upper realm."

"Then we must send it down to undergo its tribulation."

"But……"

"Don't worry, this is Little Immortal Lord's intention."

Wei Feng listened blankly in the darkness, a sense of sadness welling up from the bottom of his heart, yet he couldn't remember why he was so sad.

Not wanting to be thrown to the lower realm, he began desperately ramming his head against the surrounding hard walls.

*

The memories within the Mirror Flower Scroll came to an abrupt end.

Wei Feng tried to explain to Jiang Gu in as much detail as possible, but for some reason he felt a little guilty. He said, "One of my previous memories was also about Yao Yan. I just accidentally entered his palace, and he beat me half to death... Master, I must have a deep hatred for him, otherwise why are all my memories about him?"

Jiang Gu looked at him thoughtfully: "You said you're a bundle—"

“Filthy.” Wei Feng said with some grievance, “Those immortals all call me that, and I can’t see their faces at all. I can only smell them, but I can’t smell them in my memory. When I look at people, I always have to strain my head to look up, and I can easily get stepped on. They all think I’m dirty.”

Jiang Gu frowned. He had originally guessed that Wei Feng was a noble little immortal, but in Wei Feng's own memory, he was just a lowly filthy thing that was hated and bullied by everyone... Looking at Wei Feng's clean and handsome appearance, Jiang Gu felt that those people were probably blind.

Especially that arrogant and domineering Yao Yan.

If Wei Feng had pitifully begged for mercy, Jiang Gu would never have thrown him to the ground—his impression of this noble immortal lord would have become even worse.

"After that, I refined the Mirror Flower Scroll and unexpectedly found the magic seal left by Xiao Dan. What he wanted to do—who?!" Wei Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he turned to look out the window.

The Mo Dao and Chi Xue Sword struck almost simultaneously, shattering the thin window into pieces. Ghostly energy rose in the dim light, forcing Jiang Gu and Wei Feng to take a step back.