Chapter 54: After Abandoning the Poor Little Disciple 14 “Master, I am…
The entire Shangqing Immortal Sect was surrounded. Now they couldn't get out and had no way to find Fu Wei, so they pushed all the responsibility onto other disciples of the sect.
"Fu Wei killed Rong Jiao out of selfish desires. What does this have to do with us? Why are you arresting us too?"
"Yes, it was Fu Wei who was arrogant and domineering, thinking he was invincible, but what happened? Now, he's been beaten right on his doorstep, and he still has the mood to meddle in the demon clan's affairs!"
"Xie Qingling, Fu Wei is not here. You must give us an explanation. We can't all die here because of him!"
Xie Qingling's face turned pale as he whispered, "I'll find a way to handle this matter, but I really can't contact the Sect Leader..."
This is the truth. Fu Wei's cultivation has reached the Spirit Transformation Stage. If he is afraid of death and really hides himself, they won't be able to find him.
At this time, someone suggested, "Isn't Fuwei digging for the glass bone just for Jiguang? I think since we can't find Fuwei, why not give Jiguang away first? He can be used at least!"
"With something like this happening, Jiguang can't just sit back and watch. As long as he goes to the Demon Emperor and confesses his guilt, we'll all be fine."
"Look for him quickly, as long as we find him we can be saved!"
How ridiculous?
Even if Jiguang did everything wrong, he was still the recognized leader of the Three Realms and died for the people of the world. Now the people he died to protect are planning to send him to death in order to survive.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect naturally did not want to do so.
After all, Jiguang was their former leader.
Just as Xie Qingling was gathering strength in his hands, a crack appeared in the air of the Shangqing Hall. Before anyone could react, Jiguang, who was surrounded and protected by the disciples of the Immortal Sect, was picked up by someone.
Everyone exclaimed, "It's Fu Wei!"
Xie Qingling looked at Fu Wei in disbelief. She had never thought that Fu Wei would actually come back.
Fu Wei, dressed in red, gracefully landed on the main seat, her red lips curled up, and she raised her hand to set up a barrier, encircling the entire hall.
"Fuwei, you're back just in time. You saw the demon soldiers outside! It was all done by your good disciple!"
"Fuwei, you cut open Rong Jiao's glass bone for Jiguang, what does this have to do with us?"
"Yes, since you've decided to do it, why don't you just cut the grass and root it out? Why should the entire cultivation world pay for these rubbish you've done?"
"Fuwei, if you still have any conscience, go out and admit your mistake yourself, don't implicate us!"
Fu Wei, however, smiled happily, not angry at all, and said maliciously, "But I have no conscience. Have you forgotten that I am not a human, but a sword? You expect a sword to save you, isn't that ridiculous?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, public outrage arose instantly!
"Fuwei, if you do this again, don't blame us for being rude!"
"Fuwei, we advise you to be honest and take Jiguang out, otherwise everyone here will not let you go."
Fu Wei was not afraid at all, and asked: "Can you beat me?"
"Can we still get out of this barrier?"
"If I were to self-destruct immediately, what do you think are the chances of you surviving?"
Hearing this, everyone was almost heartbroken and shouted, "Even if you don't care about us, what about these disciples of your Shangqing Immortal Sect? Are they also going to be buried with you for your sins?"
Fu Wei said, "How's the saying? A friend dies, but I die. It's their honor to die for me!"
"It's unreasonable, it's simply unreasonable!!!"
Just as everyone was furious, Fu Wei stood up and said in a loud and steady voice, word by word: "Today, I will resign from the position of head of Shangqing Xianzong. From now on, Shangqing Xianzong has nothing to do with me."
"Of course, their life or death has nothing to do with me!"
This time, not only the people from other sects cursed Fu Wei, but even the people from Shangqing Xianzong also cursed him, with red eyes and looked at Fu Wei with hatred.
Only Xie Qingling said nothing. She stood in the crowd, looking at Fu Wei from afar, with crystal clear tears in her eyes, full of disbelief.
As early as when he was in the demon world, Fu Wei knew that Rong Jiao's goal was only for himself, so he never harmed a single plant or tree in the demon clan.
Now he is going to surround the Xian Sect in the same way, but it is just to force himself. Only by making the Xian Sect sever ties with himself and letting Rong Jiao know that capturing Xie Qingling and the others will not threaten him at all can he save the lives of these innocent people.
But Jiguang is different.
Since he was trying to save him, Rong Jiao might not touch the master who raised him since childhood, or the teachers who truly cared for him and raised him, but Ji Guang would really take his life.
So Fu Wei came this time just to take Ji Guang away.
Fu Wei held the Immortal Demon Sword in his palm and cut through the void without hesitation, and a vortex door appeared.
Fu Wei was the first to throw Ji Guang in. He took one last look at Xie Qing Ling and said in a voice transmission, "Don't worry about me from now on. Just pretend you never saved me."
Xie Qingling was nice to him, and this sentence was an explanation to her.
Xie Qingling's tears fell like a broken pearl necklace, but she couldn't say a word and had to let Fu Wei leave.
As the vortex gate disappeared from the hall, the barrier also disappeared, and suddenly there was a sound of lonely wolves howling.
At the same time, Rong Jiao, who was lying in the gorgeous chariot, opened his eyes, and the demonic energy dissipated from his body, frightening the demon generals so much that they quickly bowed their heads. Even the three giant lions pulling the chariot sensed their master's displeasure and roared.
Rong Jiao's figure flashed and he arrived at the Shangqing Hall in an instant.
He just felt the fluctuation of spiritual power from Fu Wei, but it disappeared in just a moment.
Fu Wei came, but he left everyone behind and left again.
"Where is Fuwei?" Rong Jiao looked around hesitantly, his brows furrowed, his eyes becoming increasingly irritable and full of impatience.
"Demon Emperor, it wasn't us who killed you, it was Fu Wei. Please let us go. Fu Wei was here just now, but he didn't want to save us at all. He only saved Ji Guang!"
"Yes, that Fu Wei is so heartless that he doesn't even want the Shangqing Immortal Sect."
Don’t even want the Shangqing Immortal Sect anymore?
Rong Jiao chewed on these words over and over again, and suddenly revealed a sinister smile.
"How do I know that you didn't let him go on purpose?"
Everyone shuddered with fear, and then someone came out with a photo stone.
As the contents of the photo stone were played, Rong Jiao's eyes became more and more fierce, until Fu Wei took Ji Guang away without hesitation and without looking back, Rong Jiao was completely furious.
The photo stone was crushed into powder, and silent pressure spread out, making everyone breathless and spit out blood.
Everyone groaned in pain and wailed:
"Your Majesty, please let us go!"
"Your Majesty, as long as you are willing to let us go, we are willing to search for Fu Wei for you!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, spare us, don't kill us."
Rong Jiao sneered upon hearing this and said, "Are you really willing to find Fu Wei for me?"
Everyone nodded quickly and said, "We are willing to serve Your Majesty at our utmost! Please, Your Majesty, have mercy on us!"
Everyone knelt down, except Xie Qingling, who stood there stiffly.
When Rong Jiao saw this, he paused slightly, then turned around as if he hadn't seen it, turned into a wisp of black smoke and left.
Immediately afterwards, a voice was transmitted throughout the Shangqing Immortal Sect: "From now on, make every effort to search for Fu Wei's whereabouts. You'd better not let me down, otherwise..." Rong Jiao chuckled, the meaning was self-evident.
As Fu Wei escaped, all the immortal sects and the five realms of the demon world issued wanted orders, and even the human world was no exception.
For a time, Fu Wei's actions really angered the entire Three Realms. No one wanted not to find him. Those who had grudges against him wanted to offer him to the Demon Emperor, while those who had no grudges against him wanted to capture him in exchange for the Demon Emperor's favor.
There was a lot of panic.
On the other side, Fu Wei brought Ji Guang to the mortal world, to be precise, to Rong Jiao's hometown.
Ji Guang wanted to cry but couldn't, so he said, "Master, you really loved me in my previous life, that you were willing to cut open the bones of the Demon Emperor just to save me?!"
Fu Wei glanced at him indifferently and snorted coldly: "I like you ass."
Jiguang curled his lips and said pitifully, "What should we do now? The three realms are all looking for us. If we are caught, we will definitely die miserably!"
Rong Jiao said, "I have just sealed our spiritual power. As long as we are in the human world, it will be almost impossible for them to find us. And this is Cloud City."
Jiguang was puzzled: "Is there something special about this?"
Fu Wei: "This is Rong Jiao's hometown. He won't be able to think of us hiding here."
Jiguang suddenly realized: "This is the darkness under the lamp, right?"
Fu Wei: "Almost."
Jiguang: "But are we going to keep hiding like this?"
Fu Wei: "You can also deliver yourself to him and let him cut you into pieces."
Jiguang was speechless and choked with tears, crying, "Master, do you think if we return the Glazed Bone now and sincerely apologize to him, he will not kill us?"
Fu Wei: "...Forget it, rather than letting you seek death like this, why don't I kill you first to save you from being a drag."
Jiguang knelt down and said with all his heart, "I swear to follow Master till death! Please don't abandon me!"
Fu Wei turned around and left: "You are sick."
Jiguang crawled and rolled to catch up.
It turned out that Fu Wei knew Rong Jiao very well. They had lived here safely for two months, and even when there was chaos outside, they didn't think of looking here.
Fu Wei was well prepared and had enough money to spend, so she lived a comfortable life.
Jiguang almost forgot that he was being hunted. Fuwei watched him practice sword skills and cultivation every day. He got up earlier than a chicken and slept later than a dog. He lived worse than a pig or a dog.
On the other hand, Fu Wei would go fishing by the river, listen to stories in a teahouse, or eat at the best restaurant in Yuncheng every day. When she was in a good mood, she would prepare a full banquet for him, but when she was in a bad mood, she would let him cook for himself.
Fu Wei finally found a way to help Ji Guang raise his cultivation to the Spirit Transformation Stage, so he secretly contacted Feng Chixue and asked her to prepare the materials.
That day, Fu Wei slowly came out of the restaurant, carrying some wine and food for Ji Guang.
Just as he was about to push the door open, the courtyard, which was always noisy because of Ji Guang's presence in the past, became dead silent. Not even a trace of living people could be detected. The swaying peach trees around him fell silent. At sunset, golden light filled the courtyard. Through the crack in the door, a tall and graceful figure appeared in the center of the courtyard.
Fu Wei's hand pressing on the door paused, just as he was about to retreat quietly and leave.
Jiguang, who had just returned from outside, suddenly patted his shoulder and said with a playful smile, "Master, what delicious food did you bring me?"
There are only two words in Fu Wei's mind now: idiot.
"Master, why don't you speak?"
Fu Wei grabbed the back of his neck, suddenly jumped up, and said, "Run!"
Fu Wei mobilized all the spiritual power around his body and arrived thousands of miles away in an instant.
The man did not follow, Fu Wei breathed a sigh of relief and let Ji Guang go, but saw Ji Guang suddenly grinning, with black air lingering all over his body, like a puppet without a soul, but Rong Jiao's shadow could be seen in him.
Fu Wei was shocked.
“Master…”
Before Ji Guang could finish his words, Fu Wei had already chopped off Ji Guang's head with a sword, and his body instantly turned into smoke and disappeared.
Fu Wei was almost laughing out of anger.
"Idiot, idiot." I don't know if he was talking about himself or Jiguang.
Should I save him or not?
Fu Wei hesitated for only a moment before making up his mind immediately.
He and Rong Jiao are destined to fight to the death and will meet sooner or later.
But if he were to die, he would still be subject to the backlash curse and would have to spend his whole life hiding from his home like a stray dog. That would be too depressing, and Fu Wei couldn't do it.
When I returned to the yard, there were still few people around, but the gate of the yard was open. The maple trees in the garden rustled in the sunset glow, as if they were made of gold.
Rong Jiao had his back to him and there were not many people around. It seemed that he had expected Fu Wei to come back, so he did not move away.
At his feet was Jiguang, who was tied up.
Seeing this, Jiguang shouted, "Master, leave quickly. Don't worry about me. He wants to kill you."
Fu Wei looked at him silently without saying anything.
The atmosphere was strangely depressed, like a stagnant pool of water.
Suddenly, Fu Wei chuckled.
Fu Wei's heart tightened.
A creepy feeling came over me, and my heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
Fu Wei looked at Rong Jiao quietly.
Rong Jiao turned slowly, his eyes were blood red and scrutinizing. His aura of majesty without anger was enough to make everyone prostrate themselves at his feet. His black robe was intricate and gorgeous, with a dazzling array of accessories on it. He wore a black jade gold crown on his head, and crimson blood jade beads hung in front of him, making Rong Jiao look even more noble.
"Master, we haven't seen each other for twenty years. Don't you want to say something?"
The pressure was released, and it felt like a thousand pounds were pressing down on Fu Wei's shoulders, causing his soul to tremble, and the blood color on his rosy cheeks faded in an instant.
Rong Jiao didn't even give him a chance to answer!
Fu Wei was under pressure, yet he still managed to smile. He endured the pressure, and his voice seemed no different from usual. He said, "There's nothing to say between you and me. Just let him go."
Rong Jiao laughed softly, his blood-red eyes churning with blood, and the beast hidden inside kept roaring.
"Let him go?"
The pressure became even heavier.
Fu Wei's face paled a bit. "Yes." With trembling eyelashes, she reminded him, "You were the one who said that we were even, so I don't owe you anything now."
Rong Jiao didn't say anything, but just stared at Fu Wei's face and walked towards him step by step.
The closer they got, the heavier the pressure became. Until Rong Jiao reached in front of Fu Wei, Rong Jiao finally couldn't bear it anymore, spat out a mouthful of blood, and half-knelt down in embarrassment.
Jiguang screamed in fear, squirming his body constantly, and moved towards Fuwei, crying, "Master, Master, are you okay?"
Fu Wei wanted him to shut up, but the pressure was still there and he couldn't say a word.
Rong Jiao also felt that Ji Guang was too noisy, so he simply sealed his mouth and hung him at the gate of the courtyard wall.
"Didn't I also say that if we meet again, we'll be enemies and fight until we're dead?"
The sound mixed with spiritual power echoed in the mountains and forests, startling the birds in the forest and making them flap their wings and fly away.
Fu Wei: "Then let him go. This matter has nothing to do with him."
"It seems that you care about him very much." Rong Jiao walked up to him, looked down at him, and his voice was icy cold, just like when he was on the cliff of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, Rong Jiao also looked up at his master, but unfortunately, he was now fallen.
Things have really changed and people have changed.
Fu Wei wanted to stand up, but Rong Jiao did it on purpose, so he didn't bother to do so. He looked up at Rong Jiao and sneered, "Why, we are not allowed to have a kind master and a filial disciple..."
A flash of blood flashed across Rong Jiao's eyes like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath. Before he could finish his words, Ji Guang was hit in the heart by a palm.
Fu Wei immediately shut up and stared at Ji Guang who was spitting blood.
He can't be beaten to death, otherwise all the plans he has made for a hundred years will be wasted.
Fu Wei: "He knows nothing and has never done anything to hurt you. Why did you hit him?"
Rong Jiao said with a half-smile, "Master, what you mean is that I can't do anything to him, so I can only do it to you?"
Hasn't he already taken action?
Fu Wei: "What do you mean?"
Rong Jiao took off the leather gloves and threw them on the ground. He stretched out his slightly cold fingers, pinched Fu Wei's chin, and rubbed the blood-stained lips heavily.
This action made Fu Wei frown in discomfort. He wanted to turn away and refuse, but Rong Jiao grabbed his neck and forced him to look up at her.
"Fuwei, how do you think I should take revenge on you?"
"If you want to kill me, you can do it now."
But Rong Jiao obviously didn't want to do that. His hand slowly moved back and pressed on Fu Wei's spine. In such a vulnerable position, Fu Wei subconsciously raised her snow-white and soft neck, almost exposing her lifeline to Rong Jiao's sight.
Cold fingers pressed on Fu Wei's Adam's apple.
"Rong Jiao?!" Fu Wei took a deep breath and stared at him.
Rong Jiao said, "Can't you bear it?"
"What should I do now?"
This reminded him of how Rong Jiao had humiliated him in the illusion, and his anger grew.
"Get away from me!"
Rong Jiao murmured, as if he had found a way to take revenge on Fu Wei: "You're not afraid of death, but you're afraid of this?"
Fu Wei's eyes turned red from being forced, and she subconsciously raised her hand, wanting to slap Rong Jiao, but she was restrained as soon as she raised her hand.
A golden formation slowly rose up, with countless blood-colored chains extending from it. They swam like spirit snakes, climbed up Fu Wei's body, bound his wrists and ankles, and imprisoned him tightly.
His limbs were forced to stretch out, and his neck and spine were strangled. Now Fu Wei was like a fish on the chopping board.
"Rong Jiao, let me go!"
Rong Jiao casually admired Fu Wei's entire appearance, his hands sliding down her shoulders, collarbone, chest, and lower abdomen...
Finally, he came to Fu Wei's waist belt and fiddled with the ruby waist ornament on Fu Wei's waist.
"Fu Wei, have you forgotten that I am no longer the same person I was before? There is nothing I cannot get if I want it."
He hooked Fu Wei's waist belt, pinched her flexible and slender waist, and felt Fu Wei's trembling.
"Rong Jiao, if you have the guts, kill me. How dare you humiliate me?"
The waist belt was pulled down very far, and the collar of the clothes opened, revealing a large area of jade-like skin.
The cold air rushed into the clothes, and along with it came Rong Jiao's rough big hands, which reached into the clothes without hesitation, stroked Shangfu's slender waist, and ravaged it.
Almost instantly, her eyes turned red. Fu Wei couldn't help shaking and struggling: "Rong Jiao, don't touch me!!!"
But such drastic movements only expose more of herself.
Apart from this, it has no other use.
"What if I hit it?"
With an effort, Fu Wei bent her waist, her butterfly bones fluttered as if they were about to fly, and a thin layer of red appeared on her shiny white skin, like a rosy peach.
His body was trembling as he looked up at Rong Jiao. His expression seemed to be both happy and painful. His wing-like eyelashes were trembling and crystal clear tears were falling.
Fu Wei said with red eyes: "I should have killed you..." The red at the corners of her eyes, coupled with the weak voice of being bullied, made her even more alluring.
Rong Jiao's expression darkened and his mouth became dry.
The skin under his hand was as smooth as jade, and felt better than the best jade ornaments in the demon world, making him almost unable to let it go.
Especially when he saw the corners of Fu Wei's eyes turned red because of him, the watery light in her eyes, and her body trembling slightly in fear under his hands like a cub.
His respected master, the master he once looked up to but could not reach, the Lord Sword King who was so powerful that he dominated the three realms, was now almost crying because of him, his face full of shame and resentment, which stimulated him so much that his scalp tingled. Not only did he not want to stop, he even wanted more.
So this is what it feels like to hold Fu Wei in your hand.
Rong Jiao held up Fu Wei's face and whispered in his ear, "Master, I'm going to take you right here, okay?"
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