Chapter 130 The Secret Realm of Love and Lust (The End)
Having obtained the three Sumeru Hearts, Jiang Gu and Wei Feng had just left the territory of the Ten Thousand Buddha Tomb when they sensed a shock to their primordial spirit, and blood spilled from the seven orifices of the puppet.
"Master!" Wei Feng panicked instantly, forcibly pulling Jiang Gu's primordial spirit out of the spiritual realm and supporting him.
Jiang Gu stood firmly, glancing at Wei Feng with a puzzled look, and frowned, saying, "Are you always this impulsive in your work?"
He had been putting up with Wei Feng's bad habit for a long time. At the slightest disturbance, this guy would make a big fuss as if the sky was about to fall. Jiang Gu even wondered how he had managed to live in Wangyue for so long.
Wei Feng held his wrist tightly, refusing to let go. He spread his divine sense to envelop his primordial spirit, pursed his lips, and said, "Anything involving Master is of utmost importance."
Caught off guard by his sudden confession, Jiang Gu scoffed and forcefully suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.
He was used to being alone and could handle all kinds of injuries and pursuits with ease. His most skilled skill was escaping. No one had ever been able to save his life or protect him from disaster, nor did he need to. Even if he was seriously injured, he could stand firmly. Wei Feng's actions were unnecessary.
“Our primordial spirits have been divided into thirty-six parts, and the other side has already killed seven of them.” Jiang Gu stopped thinking about it. “We have obtained the Sumeru Heart. Gather our primordial spirits and leave here as soon as possible.”
In terms of stalling for time, seven parts of the primordial spirit are nothing.
"Alright." Upon hearing this, Wei Feng also became serious and began to carefully search his and Jiang Gu's primordial spirits.
The master and disciple headed towards the exit of the secret realm. Several hours later, they had recovered more than twenty pieces of their primordial spirit. However, their pursuers also noticed their tricks and were getting closer and closer to them.
As the night deepened, Jiang Gu flew swiftly across the low sky on his sword, the damp and hazy mist enveloping him, painstakingly repairing the wounds on his primordial spirit.
“There’s no need for that.” Jiang Gu frowned. Although Wei Feng could quickly repair the wounds on his primordial spirit, it came at the cost of consuming his own primordial spirit. Moreover, Wei Feng’s primordial spirit was no less wounded than his. Doing so would actually deplete their overall combat strength, which was not worthwhile.
Moreover, Jiang Gu did not approve of this approach from the bottom of his heart.
"It's alright, Master. The enemy won't be able to catch up for a while." Taking advantage of his misty form, Wei Feng hugged Jiang Gu's waist from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder, and chuckled softly, "I knew you cared about me the most."
These words were truly nauseating. A vein flashed on Jiang Gu's neck as he coldly said, "Speak properly, and stop using that stuff you learned from the illusion."
Wei Feng asked in surprise, "How did you know I learned it from the illusion?"
Jiang Gu gave a cold laugh.
"Master, Master?" Wei Feng persisted, his curiosity running high. "Just tell me!"
The damp mist seemed to have no boundaries, affectionately brushing against his cheek. Jiang Gu reached out and pushed it away, scolding in a low voice, "Idiot."
Wei Feng was overjoyed even after being scolded, wishing he could stick his whole body to him. He enthusiastically treated Jiang Gu's injuries while searching for the last few pieces of his primordial spirit. Although they were fleeing for their lives, he felt safer than ever before.
Jiang Gu came to Wangyue Continent to find him.
They even went to great lengths to treat his injuries.
She then went to great lengths to help him escape.
Jiang Gu is the best master in the world!
Jiang Gu stared at the large cloud of mist in front of him, which had suddenly become unusually excited, and asked with a blank face, "What are you so happy about?"
In response, Wei Feng retrieved a fragment of his primordial spirit. Wei Feng hugged the fragment and kneaded it several times before reluctantly placing it into the puppet. Upon hearing this, a handsome face materialized from the mist, grinning and saying, "Master, I love you the most!"
"..." Jiang Gu washed away the traces of Wei Feng's aura from his primordial spirit, becoming increasingly silent.
In the dead of night, amidst the damp mist, a face beaming with excitement, and a hoarse, distorted voice, even a seasoned warrior like him couldn't help but feel a chill.
So he raised his hand and pressed the handsome face that was about to come close back.
They quickly gathered the last fragments of their primordial spirits as they traveled, and at this point, only a quarter of an hour remained until the twelve-hour period ended, and the exit of the Wind and Moon Secret Realm was already in sight.
Wei Feng breathed a sigh of relief. "That's great, Master, we—"
His words came to an abrupt end.
Jiang Gu looked up at the figure blocking the exit.
Under the black oil-paper umbrella, the woman raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, yawned lazily, and complained with a playful laugh, "You guys are so slow, I'm almost falling asleep waiting here."
Under the cover of night, her bright and beautiful face was captivating, but her expression froze after she saw Jiang Gu clearly. She narrowed her eyes and said, "Now I know why those people went to such lengths to want you. There is such a beauty in this world."
Wei Feng's face darkened, and his anger surged suddenly, but just as he rushed out, Jiang Gu grabbed his waist and pulled him back.
"Master!" Wei Feng exclaimed, both anxious and furious. "You have no idea how disgusting these people are!"
"Hmm." Jiang Gu responded, but did not let go of the hand around his waist. His gaze fell on the woman. "Since you are waiting here, you must not be here for a duel."
Hearing this, the woman covered her face and laughed heartily, "Everyone says the Jiang family is intelligent, and it's true. I didn't come here to fight, otherwise, the two of you wouldn't have escaped my grasp for even half an hour."
"Please speak, fellow Daoist," Jiang Gu said, his expression unusually amiable.
"My real name is Jin Qiliu. After betraying the Golden Pavilion, I changed my name to Jin Yingxiu. I am two hundred years old this year." Jin Yingxiu said slowly while holding an umbrella, "The other person who chased you with me is also two hundred years old this year. We are both at the Great Perfection of the Golden Immortal Realm. You did kill Feng Wujiu by chance, but with you at the Great Ascension stage and one at the Great Perfection of the Half-True Immortal Realm, how could you leave the Fengyue Secret Realm alive? Moreover, you two are already seriously injured."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Gu pressed hard on Wei Feng's waist, who was about to lose his composure. Wei Feng couldn't help but tremble and grip Jiang Gu's wrist tightly.
"So, there's another reason why we were able to kill Feng Wujiu?" Jiang Gu said with a smile.
He remained completely calm, which only made Jin Yingxiu more satisfied. "That's right, he wasn't going to live much longer anyway. Bringing him out was just a way to get rid of a piece of trash. Whether you can leave here alive is entirely up to me."
Jiang Gu nodded, "Senior Jin, please feel free to speak your request."
His use of the term "senior" was perfectly timed, and Jin Yingxiu was pleased with his pragmatism. "Five years ago, the Eight Pavilions rebelled, and those who escaped formed the Burning Platform Hall to specifically fight against the Ten Towers and Eight Pavilions' Misty Rain Terrace. Are you interested in joining?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Feng's expression changed. He gripped Jiang Gu's hand tightly and shook his head subtly.
"It seems I have no room to refuse." Jiang Gu ignored his gesture and looked past him at Jin Yingxiu. "What does Senior want me to do?"
“I really enjoy dealing with intelligent people.” Jin Yingxiu twirled the black umbrella in her hand, suppressing the resentment in her eyes. “I want you to successfully pass the trial of Yin Yang Tower, enter the Golden Pavilion, and retrieve something.”
"Okay," Jiang Gu readily agreed.
"Hahaha, what a pity. If you had resisted to the death, I could have easily peeled off your beautiful skin." Jin Yingxiu laughed happily and tossed Jiang Gu a short flute with a musical score floating on it. "This is a top-grade magic artifact. It can be verified by the Yin-Yang Tower and the Golden Pavilion. Take it with you, and I will contact you through it."
There was a smear of blood on the piccolo, and Jiang Gu calmly watched as the blood disappeared into his wrist.
Jin Yingxiu twirled her umbrella, and the ring of skulls hanging beneath it jingled. She vanished from the spot, but her voice seemed to whisper in Jiang Gu's ear: "I will give you the antidote to your primordial spirit every month through this flute. As for that beast beside you, I think you have a way to shut it up. Farewell, young friend Jiang."
After a long while, the sound finally disappeared.
"Master, how could you agree to let her join the Burning Platform Hall! That place is even worse than the Eight Pavilions!" Wei Feng said anxiously. "She touched your primordial spirit?! Why didn't I notice?"
"It was probably a trick they used when we were gathering our primordial spirits back to our bodies." Jiang Gu put away the short flute, his face also grim. He thought his tactic of stalling for time was clever, but he didn't expect someone to be better than him. However, the victor is king, and the loser is villain. He had no resentment. "If we don't agree to her today, we probably won't be able to leave this secret realm."
Although Wei Feng was anxious, he knew he was telling the truth. The only one to blame was their current weakness; they were completely at the mercy of others. Even he himself had fought tooth and nail to be by Jiang Gu's side, and one wrong step could bring Jiang Gu to his doom. He—
“If we survive, there will be a way.” Jiang Gu said calmly. “Let’s go.”
Wei Feng stood there, watching his tall figure, and suddenly his nose tingled with emotion. He quickly caught up with him and said in a hoarse voice, "I know, Master, I just feel sorry for you."
Jiang Gu turned his head and stared at him expressionlessly, then patted his chest and said in a flat tone, "How can it hurt if you don't have a heart?"
Wei Feng stared blankly at him, opened his mouth, then closed it again, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Jiang Gu slowly frowned. "Not funny?"
Wei Feng's blank and bewildered expression slowly cracked, and he tentatively asked incredulously, "Master, are you... joking?"
Jiang Gu gave him a cryptic look, then turned and left.
Wei Feng suddenly realized what he meant, chased after him, grabbed his hand, and said in a firm tone as if swearing an oath to the heavens, "How ridiculous!"
But it was only an impression.
Jiang Gu shook off his hand with a blank expression and left the secluded pleasure quarters on his own.
"Master, Master! Wait for me! It's dangerous outside!" Wei Feng shouted loudly as he chased after him.
The entrance to the secluded paradise slowly closed, revealing two indistinct figures.
What did Jin Qiliu and Jiang Gu say just now?
"I didn't hear it. This woman is extremely wary."
"So, what do you think of his attitude towards Wei Feng? Is he fond of him or dislikes him?"
"Hmm, that's hard to say."
"Hard to say?"
"It's hard to say. He probably loathes Hu Jingchen, the stand-in, but he sometimes hates and sometimes loves Wei Feng—I can't make this up anymore. How can I believe this Jiang guy has no normal human emotions!"
"Forget it, let's just go back and report. Once he enters the Yin-Yang Tower, we'll see the truth. This time, all we need to do is make sure he doesn't let the people from the Burning Platform Hall take him away."
"That beast—"
"The master has made arrangements. Let's leave."
The two shadows made their decision in hushed tones and were about to turn and leave when they were suddenly enveloped by a black bone umbrella, emitting two muffled screams.
The umbrella handle was deeply embedded in the soil, the umbrella body was tilted, and the skull hanging from it jingled in the wind.
The young man, who had already gone far away, seemed to sense something and suddenly turned back to give a cold look.
"Keep up."
"Here I am!" Wei Feng grinned, revealing two shiny little tiger teeth, and quickly caught up with him.
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