Chapter 132 Yin-Yang White Bones (Part Two)
"Where did you get this from..." Wei Feng looked at the Yuan Dan in his hand, his face suddenly turned pale, and he rushed forward to take off his clothes.
Jiang Gu's face darkened instantly, and she grabbed his wrist. "What are you doing?"
"You wouldn't have dug out your own core—" Wei Feng's tears fell even more fiercely, staring at him blankly, "I don't want yours."
Jiang Gu looked at him with a complicated expression, "Am I sick?"
"..." Wei Feng looked at him, and his feverish head finally calmed down.
He knew Jiang Gu's character all too well. Jiang Gu would stop at nothing to achieve his goals and would always put himself first. Even if he were Jiang Gu's disciple or Daoist partner, Jiang Gu would not dig out his own Yuan Dan for him.
He didn't feel sad at the thought; instead, he felt relieved. He sniffed hard and asked in a hoarse voice, "Then where did you find this Yuan Dan?"
Judging from its shape and color alone, one can tell that the Yuan Dan is of superior quality and is exactly the same as his original fire spirit root. Jiang Gu must have put in a great deal of effort to refine it to such a degree.
"This pill is based on most of Lu Zhenyi's Yuan Dan, and it has fused with half of the original Li Huo Dan in your body. Now, the other half of the Li Huo Dan is inside your Li Huo Rope. That half of the Li Huo Dan has been integrated into your meridians during this time. Once this pill enters your body, it can connect with your meridians and form its own sea of consciousness, making the process twice as effective." Because it concerns the very foundation of a cultivator, Jiang Gu explained it to him in great detail. "I have already examined it before. The sea of consciousness of the Divine Kite Shark in your body is destroyed, and the sea of consciousness of the Ghost Face White Eyes is also at its limit. That silver chain can clear the impure spiritual power in your body, so abandoning all your cultivation and starting over from scratch using the methods of human cultivation is the best choice."
Wei Feng stared at him blankly. "So you didn't use the Fire Rope and Silver Chain to... trap me?"
Jiang Gu didn't answer, but only gave him a cryptic look.
idiot.
Of course, it was to trap him. Moreover, this Yuan Dan was refined by him, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Mark had already penetrated deep into the pill. All those three-leaf bamboo shackles and any marks that Wei Feng would try to recognize as his master would be useless. Once Wei Feng used this Yuan Dan, he would control everything inside and out, and he could once again completely and thoroughly grasp Wei Feng's life in his hands.
However, he wouldn't say this to Wei Feng. No one in the world likes to be controlled by others, and Wei Feng is no exception. Moreover, given his temperament, he would probably resist exceptionally fiercely.
If Jiang Gu didn't mention it, then he wasn't lying to him.
He rarely left himself an escape route. Jiang Gu suppressed the calculation and indifference in his eyes and tossed the Yuan Dan to him, saying, "Whether you use it or not is up to you."
Feeling the warmth of the Yuan Pill in his hand, Wei Feng, after enduring for a long time, finally couldn't resist and lunged forward to hug Jiang Gu tightly, crying out, "Master—"
Jiang Gu's ears were jolted by the sound. He tilted his head in disgust and said coldly, "Get up."
"No!" Wei Feng cried so hard he could barely breathe, tears streaming down his face. He hugged Jiang Gu's waist and buried his face in his shoulder, quickly soaking large patches of his clothes.
The warm liquid seeped through the fabric and touched his skin. Jiang Gu stiffened uncomfortably for a moment, then raised his hand from his side and hesitantly placed it on Wei Feng's back, giving him a clumsy and tentative pat.
Wei Feng looked up in surprise, his eyes red as he gazed at him.
Jiang Gu frowned, his face cold. "What?"
Wei Feng sniffed, pouted aggrievedly, lowered his head and rubbed his wet cheek against his side, whispering, "I want you to pat me again."
Jiang Gu pushed his face away and told him to "get lost."
Wei Feng couldn't get the pat back, but his heart and eyes were completely filled with Jiang Gu. He wiped away his tears while looking at the Yuan Dan in his hand, feeling a mix of emotions.
He naturally wanted a powerful and solid cultivation level, and he also wanted to live peacefully by Jiang Gu's side. However, it is difficult to have both in this world. If he started over, he would not be able to survive in a place like Wangyue Continent without cultivation.
In the end, he'll still have to rely on Jiang Gu to protect him, but his master is already in dire need of protection himself, and then he'll have to carry on with this burden...
"Master, do you still remember the last time I underwent the tribulation of lightning?" Wei Feng asked.
Jiang Gu was tidying up the herbs and the three-legged cauldron, considering whether to let Wei Feng gnaw on the cauldron and eat it. Upon hearing this, he said, "Of course I remember."
He took so many blows, but only became a second-level cultivator. At that time, he even considered finding a different apprentice to teach.
“My physique is special. If I had to start all over again, it would be a long time before I could reach the True Immortal Realm.” He was worried and inevitably frustrated. “I might never be able to reach it in my lifetime.”
"It's alright." Jiang Gu casually comforted him, shrinking the three-legged cauldron several times to make it easier for Wei Feng to gnaw on. He then threw all the herbs and remaining magic treasures into the cauldron, along with the spirit stones, until all his possessions were left with only his natal Crimson Snow Sword, the divine artifact Black Jade Bracelet, the spirit realm for Wei Feng, and the short flute for contacting Jin Yingxiu.
Wei Feng continued rambling on, but Jiang Gu let it go in one ear and out the other, occasionally responding. By the time he finished making these preparations, Wei Feng was already moved to tears. "Master, don't worry, I will definitely cultivate hard in the future and never let you down."
Jiang Gu looked at him calmly and said, "Come here."
Wei Feng's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward to hug him, but ended up hugging a three-legged cauldron that was stuffed full, and kissed him on the head.
"...What are you doing?" Jiang Gu looked at him in confusion.
Wei Feng, who wanted to hug and kiss the person, said, "Let me try it and see if it tastes good."
This broken cauldron is hard to chew.
Several hours later, Wei Feng, holding the cauldron that was still more than half full, let out a burp and said with tears in his eyes, "Master, I really can't eat anymore, there's just too much stuff in here."
"Keep eating." Jiang Gu said coldly, "Rebuilding your abandoned cultivation requires a lot of spiritual power, so put all the magic treasures and spirit stones on your body into it as well."
Wei Feng looked at him pitifully, "Are you really useless?"
"Or do you think I'm joking with you?" Jiang Gu said expressionlessly, grabbing his chin. "If you can't eat, I'll help you."
Wei Feng's face immediately turned ashen.
In the end, he ate until his belly was round and full, then collapsed on the ground burping. He even had time to joke with Jiang Gu, "Master, do I look like I'm eight months pregnant?"
Jiang Gu's gaze paused on his stomach for a moment, then casually looked away, coldly asking, "Whose is it?"
"Of course it's yours, Master." Wei Feng patted his belly, his face contorted in pain, but he still grinned and said, "No, Master, I'm afraid I'm about to give birth."
"..." Jiang Gu felt that he might not be good at joking, and he couldn't continue the conversation.
He pulled Wei Feng up from the ground, pressed him against his midsection, and channeled his spiritual energy into his meridians, guiding him to digest and absorb the mixed spiritual energy.
Seeing this, Wei Feng stopped joking. He sat cross-legged on the futon and began to circulate his spiritual energy. Soon, a vortex of spiritual energy appeared above his head, and the faint sound of thunder of tribulation could be heard outside the cave.
"Suppress your cultivation; you cannot undergo tribulation now," Jiang Gu said in a deep voice in his ear.
Wei Feng nodded almost imperceptibly. He did his best to suppress his cultivation and concentrated it all in the sea of consciousness of the Ghost-Faced White Eyes, letting Jiang Gu guide his spiritual power to flow through his meridians.
There was absolutely no intention to take precautions against Jiang Gu.
Jiang Gu was very satisfied. He spread his spiritual power throughout every corner of Wei Feng's meridians, and finally wrapped his abandoned Divine Kite Shark Sea of Consciousness, Human Cultivator Sea of Consciousness, and the remaining Ghost Face White Eyes Sea of Consciousness completely.
“Once your sea of consciousness is shattered, your cultivation will be completely ruined. Once a new Yuan Dan is inserted, all your meridians and primordial spirit will have to be rebuilt. The pain will be no less than melting your soul and body. If you are afraid of pain—” Jiang Gu’s wrist was grabbed before he could finish speaking.
He opened his eyes and met Wei Feng's bright, clear eyes, which held a faint smile. "Let's begin, Master."
Jiang Gu was not one to hesitate, and upon hearing this, he immediately withdrew the spiritual energy he had left in his body.
Even though Wei Feng had already been surrounded by thousands of pain-relieving and mind-gathering formations, he was still in so much pain that his vision went black. The world seemed to become completely silent, leaving only endless pain and torment, a hundred times more painful than when he was tortured in the Evil Ghost Division. He opened his mouth uncontrollably, but could not utter a sound.
He didn't know how much time had passed before he heard his own heavy breathing.
Jiang Gu looked at Wei Feng, who was about to faint, his brows furrowed tightly. While protecting Wei Feng's primordial spirit, he ruthlessly crushed all of Wei Feng's meridians. Wei Feng's face was deathly pale, and he looked as if he had been pulled out of the water. His sweaty hands tightly gripped Jiang Gu's sleeve, and he fell forward, his forehead resting on Jiang Gu's shoulder.
Jiang Gu raised his hand and placed it on the back of his neck, calling out in a deep voice, "Wei Feng, stay awake."
“…Mmm.” Wei Feng’s voice trembled violently. “Master, please talk to me…”
Rebuilding the meridians and primordial core is an extremely long process, and this request is not unreasonable. Jiang Gu pressed his burning neck, trying to search for something in his dull and tasteless memories, but all he could find were killing and cultivation. After a long time, he finally spoke: "Do you still remember Wu Tuo?"
“Of course I remember.” Wei Feng smiled. “I thought it was dead, but you just changed its fur color… sealed its memories, and gave it back to me.”
"You know?" Jiang Gu asked, somewhat surprised.
“I can smell it. My Wutuo smells the same as the one in the Chaolong Secret Realm.” Wei Feng was a little smug. “It’s easy to understand. I left it outside when I went into the Songsui Illusion Realm with you. I don’t know if it survived.”
“Alive,” Jiang Gu said. “Later, he even took human form.”
Wei Feng asked excitedly, "Really? What does he look like?"
Jiang Gu rarely chatted with people aimlessly like this, and was still a little unaccustomed to it. "A seven or eight-year-old boy with red hair, I chased him away."
"Huh?" Wei Feng struggled to lift his head, his voice barely audible: "Master, why... did you send him away?"
Jiang Gu coldly replied, "I no longer have a spirit pet contract with it."
He doesn't keep unnecessary things around him.
Wei Feng knew his actions all too well, and upon hearing this, he sighed, "Fine... it wouldn't survive alone in the Jiang family anyway."
An unspoken silence fell over the surroundings once again.
Wei Feng was trembling all over from the pain, and he couldn't help but lean his head on Jiang Gu's shoulder, "Master, it hurts."
Actually, he should have endured it and not said anything. He knew that Jiang Gu wouldn't care how much pain he was in. He had been struggling in the Life and Death Tower, Yin Yang Tower, Heaven and Earth Pavilion, and Evil Ghost Division for five years, enduring all kinds of torment without shedding a tear or crying out in pain. But in front of Jiang Gu, he insisted on crying out, as if that would lessen the suffering.
Jiang Gu's divine sense spread out at some point, and his bright golden primordial spirit was warm and clear, covering his primordial spirit, which was still filthy and about to dissipate.
It did indeed lessen the severity somewhat.
Wei Feng gasped, lifted his sweaty eyelids, put his arm around Jiang Gu's waist, and turned his head to get closer to Jiang Gu.
Pale, burning lips pressed against Jiang Gu's neck, kissing the scar that was concealed by an illusion, bringing a strange, tingling sensation.
“Wei Feng.” Jiang Gu’s voice carried a hint of warning.
Wei Feng laughed, his voice hoarse, "Master, please stop your supernatural powers, I just can't help it."
"What can't you help?" Jiang Gu frowned in displeasure, his tone stern.
If he couldn't bear the pain, he wouldn't mind giving that bastard a good scolding.
Wei Feng sighed, forcing himself to straighten up and meet Jiang Gu's eyes, which were devoid of desire. A suspicious flush had appeared on his pale face. He tried his best not to groan and said in a trembling voice, "Divine communion... Master, who told you that you can't have divine communion without a sea of consciousness?"
For a rare moment, Jiang Gu's face went blank.
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