Chapter 98 Songsui Illusion (Part Six)

This was Wei Feng's own illusion. When he died, the illusion naturally broke. Jiang Gu felt dizzy for a moment, and then found himself in a sea of ​​clouds.

A vast expanse of white clouds stretched out, seemingly teeming with countless figures. Phoenixes and dragons roamed among them, but all were bathed in golden light, making them indistinct. Celestial music played, flower-lined paths were paved, and thunder and lightning seemed to celebrate, creating a lively and extraordinary scene.

"Congratulations on your ascension, Immortal Lord!" Thousands of shouts rang out from all directions.

Jiang Gu calmed himself down, unable to recall any past events. He looked indifferently at the lively scene around him, feeling the surging spiritual power within his body. He even had the illusion that he could fly through the clouds with the movement of his fingers.

illusion?

Jiang Gu gazed at the dazzling sunset glow in the clouds and slowly narrowed his eyes.

Although he had never ascended, he always felt that ascension didn't involve these flamboyant and noisy displays, and that there should be a... door?

This idea was quite inexplicable to Jiang Gu, but he still trusted his instincts more. When a creature resembling a blue dragon flew towards him, he decisively drew his sword.

The dragon's roar instantly soared into the heavens.

The lively cheers around him suddenly fell silent, and then countless sounds filled Jiang Gu's ears.

"Immortal Lord, you have ascended to heaven."

"Jiang Gu, why did you slay the dragon? Do you know that slaying a dragon is a grave crime in the Nine Heavens!"

"Immortal Lord, don't you want to ascend to immortality?"

"Killing one's wife proves one's ruthlessness and leads to ascension; Immortal Lord, no one can break your Dao heart."

"Jiang Gu, why haven't you gone to confess your crimes yet!"

"Jiang Gu, have you forgotten the hardships you endured during your years of cultivation?"

"You devoured your mother's flesh and blood to survive, severed your father's last wisp of divine soul with your own hands, abandoned your spirit pet Chixue to escape, refined your friend Jiang Lin, and killed your disciple Wei Feng... Didn't you just want to ascend? Now that you've done it, why are you still hesitating?"

"Come on, join us, and from now on you will be an immortal who will never suffer in the human world again."

"Immortal Lord, keep going forward. The Great Dao you seek lies ahead."

"From now on, nothing will be able to control your destiny."

The longsword in Jiang Gu's hand was still dripping blood. It fell into the clouds and quickly disappeared. The spiritual power in his dantian was churning and boiling. A golden light fell on his forehead, as if it was the heavens' approval of him. The only sound around him was his own panting, each breath heavier and more rapid than the last.

He took a step forward uncontrollably, and the surrounding sounds instantly became louder and more seductive, but he never took a second step.

"Where's the door?" Jiang Gu suddenly asked.

The surrounding sounds suddenly fell silent.

"Door?"

"What door?"

"Where did the door come from?"

Amidst the cacophony of noise, Jiang Gu coldly tugged at the corner of his mouth, just as he was about to draw his sword again, when suddenly someone grabbed his waist from behind, pressing his back against a warm chest.

"Master, don't believe them." Wei Feng's hoarse voice rang in his ear. He was breathing rapidly, as if he had run over from somewhere. His breath was unsteady and hot. "They're all lying to you."

Jiang Gu didn't turn around, but his brows furrowed, a surge of irritation rising within him. "What are you doing following me in again?"

He was stunned after asking the question, since he had no recollection of what had happened before.

"I..." Wei Feng's voice sounded somewhat aggrieved, "What can I do if I can't die?"

Jiang Gu hesitated for a moment between slaying the illusion first and slaying Wei Feng first. Wei Feng then grabbed his hand, and countless ghostly patterns wrapped around his arm and longsword. With a sudden swing, the chaotic illusion in front of him shattered with a crash, even making a teeth-grinding crunching sound.

In reality, countless tiny cracks suddenly spread from the foundation of Songsui Tower.

The two water mirrors that originally displayed Jiang Gu and Jiang Xiangyun were now completely black.

Jiang Zhuan frowned. "Just now, after Jiang Gu killed the spirit pet, the screen went dark for a long time. Now it's dark again and it's interfering with Xiang Yun's water mirror. Father, do you think Jiang Gu might have tampered with it?"

Jiang Yin shook his head, "Jiang Gu doesn't have that ability."

“He possesses a divine weapon,” Jiang Zhuan said.

Jiang Yinzhong remained calm. "Have you forgotten that Songsui Tower itself is a divine artifact?"

Jiang Zhuan's expression, however, was not good. "He even interfered with Xiang Yun's water mirror. Their illusions are very likely to overlap. If Jiang Gu takes the opportunity to attack Xiang Yun—"

"Will he?" Jiang Yin asked again.

"Doesn't he know how?" Jiang Zhuan slowly clenched his fist behind his back.

——

In the Songsui Illusion.

When the second illusion shattered, Jiang Gu instantly regained his memories. He recalled everything that had happened in both the past and present illusions, and his gaze toward Wei Feng became somewhat complicated.

Wei Feng couldn't confirm whether Jiang Gu had regained his memories, but the countless fragments of the shattered illusion around him could easily take a life if one wasn't careful. He tried to wrap Jiang Gu in his ghostly markings, but Jiang Gu grabbed the back of his neck and dragged him directly into the vortex at the center of the fragments.

Jiang Gu didn't think too much when he came in. These illusionary fragments were comparable to a distorted teleportation array. Staying there for too long would surely lead to death. The vortex of spiritual energy in the middle was the most stable, which made it the best sanctuary.

This place should also be a double illusion, but it's unclear what aspect it's about. The surrounding environment is exactly the same as the Jiang family's main residence. When Jiang Gu landed with Wei Feng, the vortex above their heads slowly closed and eventually disappeared.

Wei Feng looked up at the spot where the vortex had disappeared. "Master, it's closed."

"Once the illusion breaks, we can leave." Jiang Gu confirmed that his memories were not the problem, neither altered nor lost, before taking a step forward.

“Master.” Wei Feng instinctively grabbed his hand.

Jiang Gu turned to look at him, "Want to die again?"

Having been killed twice by Jiang Gu, even Wei Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't know what method Jiang Gu had used, but after he died, he found himself in another secret realm. Even so, the fear of death did not diminish in the slightest. The pain and fear of dying far exceeded the death itself.

Wei Feng shook his head, but held onto his hand tightly, and whispered, "Master must have a foolproof plan to kill me."

Jiang Gusheng was amused by his words, "What on earth are you thinking about?"

“You.” Wei Feng answered instinctively.

"..." Jiang Gu slowly pressed down the corners of his mouth.

Wei Feng stared at him expectantly, a little uneasy, yet also quite self-righteous, "Anyway, you won't really let me die."

Jiang Gu narrowed his eyes, trying to find fear on his face. "It's not time yet."

Wei Feng froze, seemingly pondering the meaning of those words. Jiang Gu, seeing his foolish appearance, felt a pang of pain in his eyes, shook off his dirty paw, and walked forward.

He walked for a while before Wei Feng ran after him, "Master, when are you going to kill me?"

Jiang Gu said expressionlessly, "If you become strong enough, you can kill me too."

"I won't kill you, Master," Wei Feng said firmly. "I will never hurt you."

Jiang Gu scoffed, clearly not believing it.

Wei Feng didn't argue any further. He skillfully grabbed Jiang Gu's sleeve and jumped onto the flying sword with him, and surprisingly, he wasn't kicked off.

It seems Jiang Gu wasn't that angry.

Wei Feng was smug and tried to grab his hand, but Jiang Gu turned around and gave him a warning look.

“Master, I only kissed you in the illusion because of Huanmengxiang.” Wei Feng said seriously, “That illusion is too good at bewitching people’s minds.”

Jiang Gu looked down at his bright red ears and suddenly felt like teasing him. "Then swear to the heavens."

As expected, Wei Feng panicked. His thick, dark eyelashes trembled frantically, and his hand, which was about to grab him, froze in mid-air as he stammered, "Swearing an oath in an illusion... won't work, will it?"

“It works,” Jiang Gu said. “It can still kill you with a bolt of lightning.”

Wei Feng swallowed hard, his voice dry, his palms sweating nervously. "Actually, I... I also think about it a little bit."

Jiang Gu slowly leaned closer to him, revealing a faint smile, his deep voice tinged with a hint of teasing, "Want to kiss me?"

He was too close, and Wei Feng's face flushed crimson from his ears to his entire body. He shrank back uncomfortably, his heart pounding in his chest. "I..."

He couldn't come up with a coherent explanation for a long time, and just as Jiang Gu was about to kiss him, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Immediately afterward, he felt a sense of weightlessness and hurriedly opened his eyes, only to find that he had been kicked off the flying sword. Just as he began to cast a spell, he saw Jiang Gu standing on the flying sword with his hands behind his back, looking down at him. With a wave of his hand, a thick layer of spiritual energy pressed down, burying him directly into the ground.

Jiang Gu hovered in mid-air without moving. He caught a glimpse of a cold light out of the corner of his eye, raised his hand, and flicked his sleeve, sending the spiritual energy back.

A beggar perched on a tree branch whistled at him, "Oh, and she's quite the beauty—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked squarely in the back of the neck from behind, landing on all fours on the ground, staring wide-eyed at Wei Feng, who had just struggled to crawl out of the dirt.

Jiang Xiangyun stood on a treetop, smiling as she looked at Jiang Gu, "Seventh Brother, you're still alive?"

"Thanks to the young master's good fortune," Jiang Gu replied coldly.

Jiang Xiangyun actually read a hint of disappointment on that expressionless face, as if to say, 'You didn't die after all.'

"You brought people into Songsui Tower without permission?" Jiang Xiangyun glanced at Wei Feng, who had just crawled out of the ground.

"Isn't the eldest young master the same?" Jiang Gu looked at the beggar who got up from the ground, then looked away with disdain.

"Tsk." A hint of displeasure flashed in Jiang Xiangyun's eyes, but he smiled slightly and said, "I understand that Seventh Brother likes these little beasts, but everything should be done in moderation, don't you think?"

"It's better than carrying around something dirty." Jiang Gu retorted without backing down.

After all, Wei Feng was far cleaner than this beggar.

Jiang Xiangyun glanced at Wei Feng, who was covered in dirt and mud, and couldn't help but twitch her lips.

"You two—" Lu Liyu stood there with her hands on her hips, twisting her aching neck, her voice flippant and irritated, "Which one is Jiang Xiangyun?"