Chapter 89 Youthful Spring Robes (Thirty-Five)

Outside the Soul Lamp Cave, Qu Fengyu had already forcibly cleared his meridians. Upon seeing Wei Feng and Xuan Zhiyan emerge, he spat out a mouthful of foul blood before he could even speak.

"Elder Yu!" Xuan Zhiyan was startled and tried to go forward to help, but Wei Feng raised his arm to block him.

Xuan Zhiyan looked at him, puzzled.

“The elder is both wise and resourceful, and his cultivation is also high. We don’t need to worry about him.” Wei Feng chuckled and hooked his arm around Xuan Zhiyan’s neck. “Otherwise, we wouldn’t even have time to cry if our primordial spirits were branded. You agree, Auntie.”

These words were barbed and sarcastic, and the last "Auntie" carried a mocking coldness, like some kind of childish provocation.

Qu Fengyu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said with a smile, "So my nephew cares about this so much. Next time your aunt runs away, I'll definitely take you with me."

Wei Feng chuckled and pulled Xuan Zhiyan onto his flying sword. "You'd better not even think about running away. Wu Hezhi is still in my hands. I can shatter his Dao heart at any time."

"I know, I know." Qu Fengyu drawled, summoned his flying sword, and jumped up. "Let's go, the Purple Mansion isn't so easy to take."

Both of them spoke with hidden meaning. Xuan Zhiyan glanced back at Qu Fengyu, then looked at Wei Feng, and made a soundproof barrier to transmit his voice to Wei Feng, "What do you plan to do after you get the Purple Mansion?"

"Of course, run as far away as possible." Wei Feng whispered in his ear, "After my master and I leave, if Wu Hezhi and Qu Fengyu can kill Ruan Keji and his people, you can stay in Yanghua Sect with peace of mind. If they lose, you can pack up the spirit stones and treasures from Lianyun Peak and Qingping Peak and leave with Wu Tuo. I have bought houses in several major cities in Pingze. You can take the land deeds and go wherever you want."

Xuan Zhiyan frowned upon hearing this. "And what about you?"

"Me?" Wei Feng chuckled dryly. "Of course I followed my master to escape. Pingze is so big, there must be a place for us to settle down."

Xuan Zhiyan's expression turned ugly. "You really have to go with Jiang Gu?"

Wei Feng lifted his eyelids to look at him, and Xuan Zhiyan said in a stiff tone, "Can't you come with me? He's just using you from beginning to end."

As Wei Feng looked at the approaching sea of ​​clouds, he smiled and said, "My master has a use for me, so I have to stay by his side obediently. If I run away, it will be worse than death."

Xuan Zhiyan clenched his fist. "Wei Feng, what happened to you in court before—"

"Someone's coming!" Qu Fengyu suddenly exclaimed, pulling the two of them into a concealment magic treasure.

At the entrance to the sea of ​​clouds, two streams of light landed and transformed into human figures, namely Ruan Keji and Qu Qing.

"Why did Sect Leader Qu suddenly decide to come here?" Ruan Keji asked with his hands behind his back.

“This place contains Wei Mingzhou’s Purple Mansion. If, as you guess, Wei Feng is still alive, he will come back to take it sooner or later,” Qu Qing said. “If the Purple Mansion falls into his hands, the consequences will be unimaginable.”

Ruan Keji smiled and said, "Sect Master Qu, this is the Purple Mansion of a Great Luo Realm cultivator who has fallen. Not to mention Wei Feng, even if the heads of the major families in Pingze came now, they might not be able to take it away. Moreover, it has been hidden in Yanghua Sect for so many years without being discovered. Now you are telling me this secret. Aren't you afraid that I will make it public?"

Qu Qing sneered, "Do you dare? If those people found out, do you think the Yanghua Sect would still exist on the Pingze Continent?"

Ruan Keji slowly suppressed his smile. "What does Sect Leader Qu mean?"

“Keeping it is just a menace,” Qu Qing said. “If you want to sit securely in the position of sect leader, then destroy it.”

Inside the concealment magic treasure, Wei Feng's expression changed. According to his plan, he would use the magic treasure in the treasure pavilion to pry open the Purple Mansion and put it into the Void Space. Everything would be done without anyone knowing. However, he did not expect Ruan Keji and Qu Qing to react so quickly.

He pondered for a moment, then stood up to rush out. Xuan Zhiyan hesitated for a second behind him before also wanting to follow. Qu Fengyu was immediately at his wit's end. He grabbed them by the back of their collars with one hand each and gritted his teeth, saying, "What are you doing?"

"Strike first, kill them." Wei Feng's expression was cold.

Xuan Zhiyan glanced at him, then looked at Qu Qing and Ruan Keji who had already gone inside, "They've gone in."

"Why can't you two use your brains?" Qu Fengyu looked at them with exasperation. "What if they deliberately set a trap to lure you out? What if there's something fishy going on inside the Purple Mansion all along?"

Wei Feng and Xuan Zhiyan looked at each other in bewilderment.

“Anyway, I can kill them,” Wei Feng said, frowning.

"He's got some skills but doesn't know his own limitations. Jiang Gu really knows how to teach his disciples." Qu Fengyu glanced at him, pondered for a moment, and said, "Something's not right. The timing of their appearance is too coincidental. Wu Hezhi and I disappeared at the same time. Ruan Keji must have already become alert. Qu Qing must have discussed the Purple Mansion matter with him. Now, he can react to any movement in the Treasure Pavilion even with his toes..."

Qu Fengyu stroked his chin. “You shouldn’t have saved me and Azhi first. The matter of the divine artifact has caused quite a stir. Qu Qing and the others must have been prepared long ago. They might have already laid an ambush for those big families in the Purple Mansion… I suspect it’s very likely that they are from the Spirit Dragon Sect. As soon as you show up, it means that Jiang Gu is definitely nearby—Wei Feng, what did Jiang Gu tell you?”

Wei Feng and Xuan Zhiyan were completely bewildered. Clearly, these seventeen or eighteen-year-old lads could not understand the same thing as Qu Fengyu, a veteran who had been in the cultivation world for hundreds of years. They could only barely grasp the gist of it.

"Why are you asking this?" Wei Feng looked at her warily, not revealing any information rashly.

But Qu Fengyu stared intently at him. "Jiang Gu only let you out. Either he deliberately used you as bait to come to Yanghua Sect to test the waters, or he is worried about having you around in his current situation, or perhaps both... Jiang Gu is seriously injured?"

Xuan Zhiyan suddenly turned his head to look at Wei Feng.

Wei Feng felt a cold sweat break out on his back. He had no idea how Qu Fengyu had guessed it, so he could only feign composure and sneer, "If you're so smart, how could you have been tricked into being imprisoned in Shuying Peak by Shen Yuxin?"

"Because it has a weakness." Qu Fengyu rested her chin on her hand and poked the spirit pet pouch at his waist with a smile. "If I don't behave, your uncle will be dead."

Wei Feng looked at her expressionlessly. "Stop talking nonsense. So tell me, what should we do now?"

"It's hard to say." Qu Fengyu sighed. "I'm not sure if there are any people from the Zhou and Lin families in the Purple Mansion. They might be lying in ambush outside the Yanghua Sect. Since you won't answer my question, I'll ask it another way."

"Is the divine artifact on you?"

An eerie silence fell over the concealment artifact.

"Just as I expected." Qu Fengyu sighed deeply.

"Stop beating around the bush! Are you implying that I was tricked into coming here by my master?!" Wei Feng finally couldn't maintain his cool and composed demeanor anymore, and a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.

"Will we have an answer soon?" Before Qu Fengyu finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed the two of them and pulled them back quickly, causing the entire concealment magic treasure to shatter into dust.

Dozens of figures surrounded Wei Feng and his two companions in the center.

"As expected, Elder Song Ping was right." A teasing voice rang out, and a woman with a seductive figure covered her face and chuckled. "Jiang Gu is injured, and the little guy will indeed take him back to Yanghua Sect."

"A fledgling bird longs for its old nest, what's so strange about that?" A middle-aged man with a large beard looked at Wei Feng and said in a gruff voice, "Hey, kid Wei Feng, where did you hide our young master?"

Qu Fengyu glanced at Qu Qing and Ruan Keji, who were standing far behind these people, and nudged Wei Feng imperceptibly, whispering, "Hurry up and tell us. There are at least three True Immortal Realm experts here. Crushing us is as easy as crushing ants."

Wei Feng's palms were sweaty. He forced himself to look up at the bearded man and raised his voice, "Who is your young master?"

Lin Ang laughed loudly, "Our young master Lin Feibai was kidnapped by that scoundrel Jiang Gu. Our Lin family has no interest in divine artifacts right now. As long as you hand over our young master, we will leave Yanghua Sect immediately!"

Wei Feng sweated even more as he listened. Lin Feibai was in Jiang Gu's spirit pet pouch. The problem was that Jiang Gu was still in Qingliang Village. If what Qu Fengyu said was true, then whether his master, who had tricked him into coming here, was still in Qingliang Village was another matter.

"What, you won't listen to a toast, so you'll have to drink a forfeit?" Lin Ang stopped laughing and prepared to make a move.

"Elder Lin, Jiang Gu has not yet shown himself. It might be unwise to act rashly," the woman beside him suddenly said, trying to stop him.

"Zhou Nanshuang, stop stirring up trouble here! If anything happens to my Xiaobai, none of you will get away with it!" Lin Ang had a fiery temper, and his killing intent was completely undisguised.

Zhou Nanshuang frowned slightly and looked up at Song Ping beside her.

Song Ping, with his sleeves tucked in, said slowly, "Elder Lin, please calm down. Wei Feng has already appeared with the divine artifact, and Jiang Gu himself is in danger and probably can't get very far. Let's be patient for now. Young Master Lin might still be in Jiang Gu's hands."

"Stop trying to fool me! My Xiaobai is the only son of the Zhishi Wushuang family! If he ends up like Lu Zhenyi from your Linglong Sect, with his Dao heart destroyed and becoming a cripple, who will I cry to!" Lin Ang waved his hand furiously, and the ground around him shook instantly.

Song Ping's expression instantly turned somewhat unpleasant.

Qu Fengyu was already drenched in sweat, but she tugged at Wei Feng's sleeve with a strong composure, "Tell the truth."

Wei Feng was already suffocating under the pressure of those people. It seemed that Qu Fengyu was right. His master was using the half of the divine artifact he had left behind to lure out those who were chasing them. He hadn't even noticed and was still foolishly thinking of using his Purple Mansion to scheme against Jiang Gu... It was probably Jiang Gu who deliberately leaked the aura of the divine artifact on his body. As early as when he entered Yanghua Sect, people from Zhou Linling Dragon Sect and other families had caught a whiff of it and rushed over.

What exactly is Jiang Gu trying to do?

Was he used as bait to lure the enemy so he could escape? Or did he have other plans?

Unfortunately, Wei Feng was not Qu Fengyu and had no idea what Jiang Gu was up to. Even if he was powerful in his original form, he couldn't defeat Jiang Gu. With three True Immortals present, they would die without a burial place if they were not careful.

"Lin..." Wei Feng tried his best to keep his voice steady so it wouldn't tremble. Xuan Zhiyan, who was standing next to him, was bleeding from all seven orifices. He helped Xuan Zhiyan up and tried to raise his voice: "Lin Feibai is here—"

"Hand the spirit pet pouch from your heart to Lin Ang." A cold voice rang out from his sea of ​​consciousness.

Wei Feng was startled and instinctively wanted to turn his head to search for Jiang Gu, but heard Jiang Gu say coldly, "Don't look around, just throw it to him."

Wei Feng licked his dry lips, his forehead covered in cold sweat. He reached into his chest and pulled out a spirit pet pouch. He glanced at it quickly and realized that it was not the storage pouch he had always kept in his chest, but Jiang Gu's own spirit pet pouch. He had no idea when it had been switched.

He gripped the spirit pet pouch tightly and hurled it towards Lin Ang, who was in mid-air.

Lin Ang grabbed it and tore the spirit pet bag in two. A disheveled young man rolled out of the bag.

"My son!" Lin Ang quickly helped him up, looking at him anxiously, "Are you hurt?"

"Father, I'm fine." Lin Feibai forced a weak smile. He was just a little pale and not injured, but the spirit pet pouch was no place for a human to stay. He never wanted to touch the spirit pet pouch again in his life.

Lin Ang checked the person over and over, and only after confirming that he was alright did he glare fiercely at Wei Feng in the center.

“Elder Zhou, you must keep your word. Young Master Lin has already been handed over to you. Are you, the dignified Grand Elder of the Lin family, going back on your word?” Wei Feng raised his voice and asked.

Qu Fengyu and Xuan Zhiyan, who were standing next to him, looked at him in surprise, after all, this tone was completely unlike what Wei Feng would say.

Lin Ang, supporting Lin Feibai, narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and sneered, "You, Jiang Gu, we, the Lin family, will remember this debt! Let's go!"

Three of the nearly ten people who were standing in mid-air left instantly.

Wei Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had just been repeating Jiang Gu's words. He could only hear his master's voice in his sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't know where the other person was. With a powerful figure from the True Immortal Realm here, he didn't dare to use his Ghost Pattern White Eyes to search for the person. He could only do as Jiang Gu ordered.

Now only the Zhou family and the Linglong Sect remain, and with Song Ping and Zhou Nanshuang both at the True Immortal Realm, their situation is not much better.

"Master, what should we do now?" Wei Feng tried to ask aloud in his mind.

Jiang Gu's voice rang out again after a moment, 'Kill Song Ping.'

"What?!" Wei Feng stared in shock, nearly shouting out loud.

"Either kill him, or I'll kill you," Jiang Gu said.

Wei Feng broke out in a cold sweat even more profusely, and said, on the verge of tears, "Master, even if you really kill me, there's no way I could possibly kill a True Immortal!"

However, Jiang Gu did not respond at all.

Wei Feng was frantic, desperately calling out for help in his mind, his head a complete mess. "Master! Master! Ancestor!! I beg you, please calm down! How could I possibly kill Song Ping? I can't even kill you!"

Jiang Gu, with his usual disdainful coldness, said, "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

In his panic, Wei Feng suddenly calmed down. He swallowed hard, and spoke dryly in his mind, almost biting his tongue, "I...I'm not scared."

Jiang Gu chuckled softly, the sound seemingly close to his ear. Wei Feng keenly sensed a small, golden, soft, and clean primordial spirit wrapped within his dark primordial spirit. Because of this laughter, it was unexpectedly exposed to his senses, like being gently tickled by the soft down at the base of a wing.

In the tense and dangerous situation where a fight could break out at any moment, the boy, who had been trying to appear calm and composed, suddenly blushed deeply.