Chapter 283 A Love Tribulation That's Hard to Overcome (Part Six)

"May I ask what your orders are, Immortal?" Although he didn't know the other party's identity, Wen Xiuji silently accepted this terrifying primordial spirit, after all, he was afraid that the other party might suck him dry into a dried corpse if it was unhappy.

The terrifying primordial spirit remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "Has anyone ascended to immortality in the lower realm recently?"

Wen Xiuji was taken aback for a moment: "Reporting to the Immortal, Jiang Gu has successfully ascended to the Upper Realm."

Inside the celestial palace, Jiang Gu and Wei Feng exchanged a glance.

“Master, so that means no one has ascended from the cultivation world yet except for you.” Wei Feng frowned. “But we’ve already brought the Chaos Core up. Logically speaking, apart from those half-immortals, someone should be able to ascend.”

“It will take some time for the spiritual energy and turbid energy to return to balance,” Jiang Gu said. “Let Wen Xiuji go find Jiang Xiangyun and Feng Wuyou.”

He casually picked a flower from the side, wrote a line of words on it, handed it to Wei Feng, and said, "Give this to them."

Wei Feng took it.

Wen Xiuji waited for a long time but received no reply. Just as he was about to look up, he was suddenly hit on the forehead by a flower, which hurt so much that he almost cried out.

"Give this item to Jiang Xiangyun."

When Wen Xiuji raised his head again, the dark primordial spirit had vanished without a trace, leaving only a bare branch in his hand, which, no matter how you looked at it, did not resemble a divine artifact.

They didn't even leave him any blessings, let alone any divine artifacts or immortal spirits. They even asked him to do things for them. They were extremely stingy—and they even drained a lot of his spiritual energy!

Wen Xiuji was indignant, but dared not show it on his face. He stared at the tree branch for a long time, thinking that the other party had bypassed the Grand Elder to find him, probably meaning that he should keep a low profile. So he kept it a secret from the people of Yaoyan Temple and flew all the way to Pingze Continent.

Meanwhile, at the Changning Temple.

Chang Ping'an received another divine message, his expression somewhat solemn.

"What's wrong?" Wen Hanjiu asked, noticing his pale face.

"The divine decree from the upper realm orders us to kill these three people." Chang Ping'an unfolded the scroll in his hand, and Jiang Xiangyun's name was prominently listed first.

Wen Hanjiu didn't recognize the other two, but he had a gut feeling that something was wrong: "Jiang Xiangyun is Jiang Gu's older brother. He also contributed greatly to the battle against Shen Yao. Jiang Gu has already ascended to immortality. How could he possibly want to kill him?"

Chang Ping'an was equally puzzled: "When Immortal Lord Yaoyan instructed you to become a spirit, did he say anything else?"

Wen Hanjiu's original form, the vine umbrella, was lost in the mortal realm 20,000 years ago. However, due to severe damage, it did not develop sentience until it was enlightened into a spirit by the Immortal Lord Yaoyan of the upper realm several thousand years ago. He kept this a secret and never mentioned it to anyone until Jiang Gu ascended to immortality, at which point he dared to reveal it.

"Back then, the Immortal Lord only asked me to do my best to send the Chaos Core back to the Upper Realm, and didn't mention anything else." Wen Hanjiu has already completed his mission. As long as he works hard to cultivate and ascend to immortality, he can use this opportunity to become Yao Yan's disciple after going to the Upper Realm. His future is bright.

Similarly, Jiang Xiangyun was not to be outdone. If they were lucky, they would likely become colleagues in the Upper Realm in the future. Chang Ping'an had always been under the command of the Changning Divine Palace. After the Chaos Core was sent back to the Upper Realm, how to deal with the large number of half-immortals in Shenyaobo was still a matter of debate. However, in any case, this divine decree was obviously not sent by Jiang Gu.

"What do you plan to do?" Wen Hanjiu asked him.

Chang Ping'an's expression was unreadable as he said, "Let's find these three people first."

Wen Hanjiu looked at the other two names on the list: "Hu Jingchen and Jiang Lin should not be from Chenyao Continent. I have never heard of them."

“It should be in Pyeongtaek,” Chang Ping’an said. “Would you like to come along?”

Wen Hanjiu exchanged a glance with him and said, "Of course."

The divine decree cannot be disobeyed, but whether it can be accomplished depends on the right time, place, and people. Chang Ping'an cannot disobey the divine decree, but he also does not want to offend Jiang Gu. Wen Hanjiu, on the other hand, does not have so many concerns. With him by his side, the room for maneuver in this matter is greatly increased.

Pingze Continent.

Jiang Xiangyun looked at the young man on the bed who was slowly opening his eyes, his expression solemn.

Then, a flirtatious and ambiguous smile appeared on the other person's face, and they said mysteriously, "Didn't expect that, did you? I'm alive again, hahaha!"

"..." Jiang Xiangyun looked at him expressionlessly, then covered his face with his hand, laughing angrily, "You might as well die."

Lu Liyu was nearly smothered to death by his slap. Struggling to get up, she grabbed his arm and looked around, asking curiously, "How is it? Is Xiao Dan's distraction dead? Did you win? Did your black-hearted cheap brother and his unlucky disciple come looking for trouble?"

Jiang Xiangyun pressed him back onto the bed and said, "This is a long story. The Battle of Wangyue happened many years ago."

Lu Liyu tested his cultivation level and immediately gasped: "Dao Ancestor Realm? You?"

He clutched his head in a daze: "You good-for-nothing, it took you tens of thousands of years to revive me. I should have just relied on myself."

Jiang Xiangyun gritted his teeth and said, "Not tens of thousands of years, just—"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door from the outside: "Master, a guest has arrived. He claims to be the Holy Son of the Yaoyan Temple on the Chenyao Continent."

Jiang Xiangyun was taken aback: "Wen Xiuji?"

"And who is Wen Xiuji?" Lu Liyu followed behind him.

"You just woke up, get some rest," Jiang Xiangyun said.

Lu Liyu crossed her arms and said, "Why should I listen to you? I'm your savior now, so be polite to me."

His arrogant demeanor was truly infuriating. It proved that some people were far more pleasing to the eye after they died than when they were alive. Jiang Xiangyun took a deep breath: "Fine, follow me if you want."

Then Lu Liyu saw a Dao Ancestor Realm cultivator, who looked quite respectable, hand Jiang Xiangyun a tree branch. The moment Jiang Xiangyun took it, the branch instantly blossomed with pink peach blossoms.

Lu Liyu's face turned half green.

Jiang Xiangyun looked up at Wen Xiuji with a puzzled expression.

Wen Xiuji's face was even greener than Lu Liyu's. He suddenly took half a step back and clarified, "Patriarch Jiang, please don't misunderstand. This was a gift from an immortal from the upper realm. I will make sure to deliver it to you."

Lu Liyu clicked her tongue: "If you like him, just say so. Why bring up some immortal from the upper realm?"

Wen Xiuji took another half step back, and said solemnly, "I have absolutely no such intention!"

Lu Liyu looked at him with a forced smile: "Young Master Jiang, it seems you haven't been idle all these years since I died."

"You're not my Daoist partner, so why should I remain a widow for you?" Jiang Xiangyun looked at the golden Vermilion Bird mark branded on the petal, a secret code of the Jiang family's secret prison.

The remaining Chaos Cores must be brought to the Upper Realm.

The remaining Chaos Cores? Jiang Xiangyun slowly narrowed his eyes, recalling the chaotic and terrifying scene after Jiang Gu's ascension—at that time, a small portion of the Chaos Cores did indeed remain on the ground.

Wen Xiuji didn't want to stay even a quarter of an hour after delivering the goods, and was about to take his leave when Jiang Xiangyun called out to him, "Fellow Daoist Wen, please wait."

Wen Xiuji stared at him blankly. After all, just a few months ago, they were fighting to the death. The cunning pretty boy next to him seemed to have misunderstood something and was about to skin him alive. He didn't want to stay a moment longer.

Jiang Xiangyun handed him a letter, saying, "Thank you for delivering this letter to this immortal."

Wen Xiuji looked at the letter in his hand, then at Jiang Xiangyun, and said with a pained expression, "Patriarch Jiang, I—"

Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed. Before Jiang Xiangyun could even open his mouth, he had already taken the letter and disappeared, darting away for tens of thousands of miles.

Chang Pingan and Wen Hanjiu landed leisurely in the Jiang family's courtyard.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang," Chang Ping'an nodded politely to him, "I have come here on divine orders to take your life."

Jiang Xiangyun's smile froze: "What do you mean?"

"Run!" Lu Liyu grabbed Jiang Xiangyun and hid inside the tortoise shell. The two of them vanished without a trace in an instant.

Chang Ping'an hadn't even reacted when Wen Hanjiu laughed and said, "Oh my, when did Fellow Daoist Jiang get such a wonderful person by his side?"

The cunning Lu Liyu dragged Jiang Xiangyun along as they ran wildly.

"Why didn't you run? They all said they were here to take your life." Lu Liyu had just come back from strenuous exercise and was a little unsteady on her feet.

“We were allies before, and he doesn’t seem like he wants to kill me.” Jiang Xiangyun stared at him intently, then suddenly asked, “Lu Liyu, why did you save me?”

Lu Liyu chuckled and said, "Of course, it's because only you can revive me."

Jiang Xiangyun narrowed his eyes.

"Have you been racking your brains all these years trying to figure out why? Have you been thinking about it so much that you couldn't sleep at night, regretting your past actions, and feeling heartbroken?" Lu Liyu raised her hand and hooked his chin. "But you just don't know what I want to say to you in the end?"

He looked at Jiang Xiangyun smugly, "Actually, what I wanted to tell you back then was—"

"Actually, I had a backup plan."

Jiang Xiangyun's face darkened to the point of wanting to kill.

——

The upper realm is the Nine Heavens.

Wei Feng looked at Jiang Gu expectantly.

Jiang Gu raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "This flower is too vulgar."

When he ascended to immortality, the flowering tree he saw was so beautiful and vibrant that it perfectly complemented Wei Feng, and he seemed to have seen Wei Feng there before.

Following his remaining memories, he quickly used the array to locate the flowering tree.

In the past, simply watching the flowers bloom would have been incredibly boring for Jiang Gu, but now, looking at Wei Feng's expectant eyes, he felt that this matter was absolutely necessary.

It was indeed a towering ancient tree, its dense branches stretching to the horizon, forming a forest on its own. Its bright red flowers bloomed like raging fire, standing out dazzlingly in the endless wilderness.

“Master, I remember this tree.” Wei Feng’s eyes shone with intense red as he turned to look at Jiang Gu with delight. “When I was six years old, I accidentally ate the spirit beast you raised, but you weren’t angry or hit me.”

Back then, when he looked at the memory orb that Xiao Qingyan had given him on the flying boat, he was filled with confusion and bewilderment, but now he felt that he suddenly understood.

“I live here in the Upper Realm.” Wei Feng’s eyes grew brighter and brighter. “This is my home.”

"Hmm." Jiang Gu casually picked a flower and handed it to him.

Wei Feng took it, sealed it with his spiritual energy, and carefully placed it inside his front.

“We already knew each other in the Upper Realm,” Jiang Gu said calmly. “And in my sealed memories, we are still master and disciple.”

Wei Feng turned to look at him, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

Jiang Gu turned his head and kissed the corner of his mouth: "You are my disciple, and that will never change."

Wei Feng blinked slowly and gave him a bright smile: "I understand, Master."

Jiang Gu pinched his cheek and glanced at his chest. The seal on it was melting silently, and the two immortal bones were gradually being melted away, while Wei Feng remained completely unaware.

He doesn't need to regain his memories, nor does he need to completely revert back to Yao Yan.

If he ultimately becomes a memory that Yao Yan can easily erase, then he wouldn't mind letting Yao Yan become a part of his past.