Chapter 120 Heartless Love (Fifteen)
Wei Feng hadn't had a good night's sleep in years. He didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up holding Jiang Gu's primordial spirit, he was surrounded by a lush ancient forest, and the sound of flowing spiritual spring water filled his ears. A gentle breeze made of spiritual energy blew by. He lazily yawned, feeling somewhat dazed.
It felt so comfortable, like a dream.
But he was quickly pulled back to reality. He had a ghostly mark that had been silently wrapped around Jiang Gu's ear, but now he could smell a faint scent of blood on Jiang Gu.
Master is injured.
Wei Feng panicked. He tried to transform into mist and escape the Spirit Realm, but failed. The wisp of his primordial spirit, which he had been happily holding in his arms, had somehow transformed into countless red threads, connecting to the Fire Rope around his neck and enveloping his primordial spirit completely. The other end of the red threads marked the new mark Jiang Gu had branded onto his primordial spirit. The previous mark Jiang Gu had left on his primordial spirit had long been erased; this one was clearly new, only the location was exactly the same as the previous one…
He can't even transform into mist now, let alone reveal his true forms as the Divine Kite Shark and the Ghost-Faced White-Eyed. He can choose to confront Jiang Gu head-on, but that would definitely hurt him. He wouldn't dare to do it even if he had a million lives.
"Master?" Wei Feng called out to Jiang Gu in a daze, but received no response.
Undeterred, he climbed out of the spiritual spring with those red threads that resembled a net covering the sky, only to hear the crisp clanging of chains.
He lowered his head, his gaze shifting from astonishment to blankness.
He had hidden the shackles long ago, but now a new silver chain was tightly fastened to his ankles. The chain was very thin, even delicate, with the other end deeply embedded in the bottom of the spirit spring. He tried to pull it twice, but couldn't budge it at all, only stirring up the pool of spring water.
Wei Feng panicked. He grabbed the long silver chain and tried to bite it, but even though his fangs could bite through top-grade Heaven-rank magic weapons, he couldn't leave a single tooth mark on the chain.
Where did Master get such a strong chain?
He couldn't even bite it?
Why lock him up with the fire rope and this chain?
Was it because he consumed too many magical treasures?
Or did Master discover something?
"Master! Master!!" Wei Feng, somewhat agitated, tugged at the fire rope around his neck and the chains on his ankles, shouting at Jiang Gu, "Master!!!"
He had a quick temper, and after realizing he was tied up, he struggled desperately, as if he had remembered some bad memories. Just as he was about to strangle himself with the fire rope, Jiang Gu finally appeared in front of him.
A strong smell of blood hit the air.
Wei Feng stared blankly at Jiang Gu in front of him.
Blood splattered across his cold, handsome face. The Moon Gazing Sword was tucked behind his back, and his snow-white robes were stained crimson. Countless gruesome wounds marred his garments, yet his gaze remained utterly calm as he looked indifferently at Wei Feng. "Hungry?"
Before Wei Feng could even shake his head, he took out his storage bag and poured everything out with a whoosh.
The room was overflowing with high-grade and heaven-grade magic treasures, along with all sorts of pills and a pile of top-grade spirit stones, almost burying Wei Feng inside.
"Eat this for now, and I'll find you more if it's not enough," Jiang Gu said, turning to leave.
In a panic, Wei Feng grabbed his bloodied hand. "How did you get so badly injured? Wait, where did you go? Did you go into the Yin-Yang Tower? How long have I been asleep?"
"..." Jiang Gu was a little annoyed by the questions, so he only chose to answer the last one, "You slept for twenty-three days and three hours."
Wei Feng was taken aback. "How could I have slept for so long?"
Even if Jiang Gu's presence made him feel exceptionally safe, he shouldn't have slept for so long, and judging from Jiang Gu's appearance, it was clearly the result of a magical battle.
“I’ve sealed the Spirit Realm, so you can’t sense anything outside,” Jiang Gu said casually. “Eat and go back to sleep.”
"Wait!" Wei Feng gripped his hand even tighter. "Master, what's with this Fire Rope and chain?"
Jiang Gu glanced down at the beautiful red threads adorning his body and the silver chains around his ankles, and said expressionlessly, "Doesn't it look good?"
Wei Feng choked for a moment, "But Master, I—"
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Gu lifted his eyelids and looked at him coldly and indifferently. "Don't you like it?"
Wei Feng sat on the ground, his clothes loosely draped over his shoulders. His neck, collarbone, wrists, and ankles were covered with red marks from the struggle he had just endured. He nodded in a muffled voice, "I don't like it."
"Wear it even if you don't like it." Jiang Gu raised his hand and wiped the water from his cheek.
"I don't want to!" Wei Feng grabbed his wrist angrily. "Why do you want this?"
He hated being restrained, and his master knew that perfectly well!
"Because you disobeyed," Jiang Gu said coldly. "There are three-leaf bamboo leaves on those shackles."
A flicker of panic crossed Wei Feng's eyes.
"Did he arrange for you to go to the auction just so you could get the jade bracelet? Or did he want you to take me back with you?" Jiang Gu suddenly bent down and knelt in front of him, grasping his ankle. His cool palm, damp with mist, enveloped the silvery-white ring. "Who is your current master?"
Wei Feng's jaw was clenched, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.
“The shackles are restrictive to you.” Jiang Gu said this with certainty, his grip on Wei Feng’s ankle tightening uncontrollably. “Since we’re both going to be spirit pets, why not let me be one? At least I can eat my fill.”
Wei Feng's eyes instantly reddened. He let go of Jiang Gu's hand and began to desperately tear at the red threads and chains on his body. The ghost patterns roared and surged outwards, but were forcibly suppressed by the formation set up by Jiang Gu. He was originally wearing Jiang Gu's clothes, and soon the white outer robe was stained red with blood.
Jiang Gu's expression turned cold as he reached out and pressed his hand against the back of Wei Feng's neck.
Wei Feng bit his wrist tightly, tears streaming down her face.
Jiang Gu didn't mind him biting him at all. "This silver chain can temporarily conceal your aura. The other end is connected to the Spirit Realm. If you want to go out, just put the Spirit Realm away and carry it with you."
The young man, who was raging, froze for a moment. He grabbed Jiang Gu's arm and slowly raised his head, blood still smeared at the corner of his mouth. His voice was hoarse as he said, "You lied to me?"
"I would never raise such an ugly spirit pet." Jiang Gu gave a barely perceptible twitch of his lips.
Wei Feng sniffed and looked down at the Fire Rope on his primordial spirit.
Jiang Gu pretended not to see and got up to leave, but Wei Feng quickly grabbed his arm, "Master!"
“You’re always crying in your sleep; if you don’t gather your spirit, it will dissipate.” Jiang Gu stared at him coldly. “What do you think it is?”
Wei Feng's handsome face instantly turned bright red. "...It's nothing."
"Focus on recovering." Jiang Gu said seriously.
Wei Feng could only nod dryly, "Master, I will find a way to tell you those things."
Whether Jiang Gu heard it or not, he didn't pause at all when leaving the spiritual realm.
Knowing that the person had definitely left, Wei Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, slumped his shoulders and sat down by the spiritual spring, tugging at the chain on his ankle and the red rope around his neck with some irritation.
uncomfortable.
After not seeing him for several years, his master had actually started joking and scaring people. Just now, Jiang Gu's gaze had made him think for a moment that he really had been chained up like an animal…
Wei Feng devoured one magical artifact after another, his eyes narrowing with satisfaction from the abundant spiritual energy.
No matter what, he will definitely protect Jiang Gu.
No one can take his master away.
——
Jiang Gu never jokes.
Both the advanced Fire Thread and the Heavenly Rank Spirit Pet Recognition Silver Chain were specially prepared for Wei Feng. Although they do not have the effect of binding for the time being, as time goes by, these two things will slowly merge into Wei Feng's bones and blood and primordial spirit, becoming one with him, without anyone noticing.
Wei Feng could certainly choose to break free and escape from the Spirit Realm now; with his cultivation level, he might not be unable to. However, Jiang Gu was certain that he wouldn't. No matter the reason, Wei Feng would choose to stay by his side now, which was his opportunity.
It was just a few extra words to amuse people.
However, his mood did not improve at all. Jiang Gu looked at the high-level spirit beast in front of him and instead of using the Crimson Snow Sword, he directly chose to use the array to strangle it. Amidst the flying blood and flesh, it was still a bit slower than using a sword.
For the past month, he has been traveling between Daohai City and Heguan City, constantly taking on missions within the city. These missions range from killing spirit beasts for pills to collecting herbs, seeking revenge, to entering secret realms to collect corpses... These missions are diverse and, in addition to providing him with rewards, they are also a way for him to quickly learn about the Wangyue Continent.
Having completed the required number of Yuan Dan, he threw all the Yuan Dan into his storage bag and looked down at the wound on his wrist that Wei Feng had just bitten.
This little beast really does like to talk, whether in his original form or human form—Jiang Gu paused, Wei Feng's saliva can heal wounds, and also... act as an aphrodisiac.
To be fair, he had cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness for many years, so naturally he wouldn't be affected by these things. It was just a matter of how long it would take to resolve them with spiritual power. However, Wei Feng's saliva seemed to be a bit special. He had been bitten twice by Wei Feng before and couldn't resolve it for a long time. He had suppressed it all by force. This time was no exception.
He was preparing to suppress the heat in his body with ease, but after a moment of calm, all the poisons and fragrances that he had forcibly suppressed before suddenly surged in, and the heat swept through his meridians, almost causing him to lose his balance.
"Master!" A thick mist rose from his sleeve, and then Wei Feng appeared, dragging a chain. He anxiously grabbed Jiang Gu's arm. "Master, are you alright?"
Jiang Gu lowered his brows, trying his best to remain clear-headed, and said in a deep voice, "How do you counteract the aphrodisiac effect of your saliva?"
"Huh?" Wei Feng's face suddenly turned red, and he stammered, "They, most of them raise furnaces, or cultivate with their Daoist partners, or, if all else fails, use pet illusions... or something like that."
“You—” Jiang Gu’s eyes flashed with a sharp look.
"I...I didn't! Master, I swear to the heavens, I absolutely did not touch anyone!" Wei Feng hurriedly proved his innocence, "At most, I was just watching from the sidelines while they were healing their wounds."
This time, no lightning struck.
But Jiang Gu clearly didn't want to ask that. He suppressed his anger and said, "You did this on purpose?"
"I've never bitten anyone when I was in human form, I just remembered this..." Wei Feng said aggrievedly, "I just didn't expect that my saliva in human form would be so effective."
Jiang Gu released the seal on the Spirit Realm before leaving. He had only just realized something was wrong with Jiang Gu and rushed out, only to be suspected by Jiang Gu and feel utterly wronged. "Master, I swear to the heavens—"
"Shut up and go back." Jiang Gu's forehead veins throbbed.
Wei Feng was a little dazed by the scolding, but he still grabbed Jiang Gu's hand and gave him a suggestion with a firm and pure gaze, "Master, how about I create an illusion for you, and you can use your spiritual power to help with the formation to relieve it yourself—hmm!"
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Gu suddenly grabbed his shirt and forced him to lower his head. The two were so close that their noses touched and their breaths mingled. He stared in astonishment.
They were so close to kissing.
"Open your mouth," Jiang Gu said coldly.
A familiar yet cool scent rushed towards him, and Wei Feng froze for a moment before being overwhelmed with joy. He grabbed Jiang Gu by the back of the neck with one hand and pressed his other hand firmly against Jiang Gu's lower back, eagerly kissing him. He forcefully and roughly penetrated Jiang Gu's body, greedily savoring the scent he had longed for day and night between his lips and teeth.
Despite his gut feeling that something was wrong, Wei Feng couldn't help but feel excited. He practically pounced on Jiang Gu, pinning him against the tree and forcefully wedging his knees between Jiang Gu's legs. The heat within him felt like it was about to burst through his veins. He tried his best to hide the excited tremor in his voice, and took advantage of a pause in his breathing to coax and please, "Master...actually, I...I can help you too..."
Before he could finish speaking, his neck suddenly tightened, and an invisible force forced him to tilt his head back and see Jiang Gu's face clearly.
That face was cold and indifferent, showing no sign of emotion whatsoever. Even though he was slightly shorter than him, he still exuded an arrogant and contemptuous air. His face was dark as he gritted his teeth and cursed, "You bastard, is your brain filled with nothing but magic artifact trash?"
He simply wanted to condense the accumulated aphrodisiac and old fragrance in his body, along with the aphrodisiac effects of the saliva, into a single energy and transfer it directly to Wei Feng, so that he could solve the trouble he had caused himself. However, this fool completely misunderstood his meaning.
Those slightly rosy lips opened and closed. Wei Feng stared at the bite mark he had made on the corner of Jiang Gu's lip. He swallowed hard, then leaned in and gently licked away the blood from the corner of Jiang Gu's mouth.
Jiang Gu froze, his face darkening even more instantly.
Wei Feng smiled at him innocently and obediently.
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