Chapter 134 Yin-Yang White Bones (Part 4)
Wei Feng slept soundly for days.
When Jiang Gu pulled the man out of the spiritual spring, he still showed no signs of waking up. He rolled over in Jiang Gu's arms, still wet, and curled up his huge mermaid tail around Jiang Gu's arm, seemingly wanting to drag Jiang Gu into the water to continue sleeping.
But Jiang Gu had no intention of letting him have his way.
"Wei Feng, wake up." Jiang Gu patted his face.
The merman struggled to open her eyes, her upper body bare as she wrapped her arms around his waist, and mumbled, "Master, I'll sleep a little longer, just a little while."
He nuzzled Jiang Gu's cheek playfully, and Jiang Gu caught a glimpse of his fair chest and smooth collarbone out of the corner of his eye. He paused, then looked away.
Wei Feng had indeed grown up a lot. His shoulders and back were no longer as thin as when he was a boy, and his waist and abdomen had become more defined, lean and strong. Jiang Gu was very satisfied with this change and lifted him up by his tail.
The sudden suspension jolted the still drowsy man awake. He breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Jiang Gu, then blushed under Jiang Gu's cold gaze. "Master, what are you doing?"
The sight of such a large shark nestled in Jiang Gu's arms was truly somewhat terrifying.
"It's gotten much heavier." Jiang Gu was still a little dissatisfied. When Qian Weifeng was still a young shark, he could hold him in his arms perfectly, although he couldn't quite remember whether he had ever held him.
Wei Feng grinned at him, revealing fangs that gleamed with a cold light.
Jiang Gu twitched his eyebrows slightly, raised his arm and tossed the person into the air, then drew his Crimson Snow Sword and aimed it straight at Wei Feng's brow.
Wei Feng was stunned for a moment in mid-air, then sensed a chilling killing intent. This reminded him of the scene when Jiang Gu chased him at the Yanghua Sect's Heavenly Pool. He immediately felt a sense of foreboding and instinctively ran away while shouting back, "Master! I think we can change our training method—"
His response was a chilling sword aura.
Jiang Gu's killing intent was genuine, and several deep, bone-revealing bloodstains quickly appeared on Wei Feng's back. Knowing that Jiang Gu would not show any mercy, he gritted his teeth and began to focus on fighting Jiang Gu.
Jiang Gu suppressed half of his cultivation and attacked only with the Crimson Snow Sword, but even so, Wei Feng, who had lost all his cultivation, was unable to defend himself. Fortunately, the merman's reaction speed was extremely fast, and his claws and dragon silk were extremely lethal weapons. After nearly a hundred moves, Wei Feng was defeated in the end, and the Crimson Snow Sword stopped just between his eyebrows.
Wei Feng was panting heavily, his bare upper body covered in bloodstains, looking strangely... alluring.
Jiang Gu frowned almost imperceptibly, assuming it was because Wei Feng kept mentioning something about pets and cauldrons in his ear. He shifted his gaze to Wei Feng's slightly flushed face. "You lost."
Wei Feng swallowed hard, put away the severed dragon silk, grabbed the Crimson Snow Sword in front of him and moved it aside, grinning as he said, "But even though I lost all my cultivation, I still lasted a hundred moves against Master. Master, is there a reward?"
"Again." Jiang Gu twirled the Crimson Snow Sword, lifted him up, and plunged him into the water. "Try transforming into a kite."
With enormous wings unfurled in the water, Wei Feng nimbly turned and grabbed Jiang Gu's wrist, but he couldn't get out of the water. After exchanging a few breaths with Jiang Gu across the water, he choked on some water, then narrowed his eyes and suddenly pulled Jiang Gu down into the bottom of the spiritual spring.
Jiang Gu's moves were just as effective in the water, but he could only hold his breath for a limited time. Wei Feng, relying on his Divine Kite Shark form which allowed him to breathe underwater, used every move to hold him back and prevent him from surfacing.
The Crimson Snow Sword barely grazed his neck, leaving a pale pink stain in the water. The wet wings snapped shut, plunging the surroundings into darkness. A strange yet familiar aura suddenly enveloped Jiang Gu, and a surge of heat shot from his lower abdomen straight to his brain.
Jiang Gu's eyes turned cold. He held his breath and twisted his wrist to block the person who attacked from behind. He heard the crisp sound of bones breaking, but he was caught off guard by a sharp pain in his shoulder. Wei Feng's sharp fangs had already pierced through his shoulder.
The dormant blood in his body, which had been flowing for a long time, became scalding hot. Wei Feng nimbly wrapped around him from behind, placed his palm against his chin, covered his lips, and breathed a cool breath into him.
Splash—
The man and the shark emerged from the water almost simultaneously. Jiang Gu kicked the man to the ground, and the Crimson Snow Sword rang out, wrapping around Wei Feng's fair neck. If Jiang Gu moved, Wei Feng's head would roll off completely.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Gu's face was dark.
Wei Feng coughed and clutched his chest, which had almost been pierced by Wei Feng's elbow. He said aggrievedly, "Master, I just wanted to give you some breathing."
"Do I look stupid?" Jiang Gu's jaw tightened, and the killing intent emanating from him was almost impossible to conceal.
Wei Feng, however, was not intimidated at all. With red eyes, he resolutely admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, Master. I will never dare to do it again... Please forgive me this time."
His eyes were filled with tears as he spoke, making him look incredibly pitiful.
Jiang Gu felt a lump in his throat, unable to swallow it. He glared coldly at Wei Feng, "You'd better put away those messy little schemes, otherwise—"
Wei Feng suddenly straightened up, and Jiang Gu loosened his grip on the sword, but still managed to scrape his neck.
“Master, I was holding my breath underwater and got dizzy. I was thinking of sparring with you a few more times,” he said obediently, looking at Jiang Gu with pleading eyes. “You know, Master, the people I encountered in Wangyue were all bad. They would do anything to fight me. I used my Wing Root Blood to save my life. The Crimson Snow Sword is so sharp and it hurts so much… Master, let me lick your wounds so I can get rid of the love poison.”
"No need." Jiang Gu's forehead veins throbbed.
Wei Feng lowered his head, trying to get closer, but a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He then looked up with an innocent expression. "Master, why don't we go kill other people for training? You can't bear to hurt me."
"..." Jiang Gu looked at his miserable injuries and suspected that the guy was being sarcastic.
“You’re too weak right now. If you go out, you’ll only get killed.” Jiang Gu took a longsword from outside and threw it to him.
Wei Feng took the long sword, his eyes filled with amazement. He looked at Jiang Gu with shining eyes and asked, "Master, is this for me?"
"Three days to forge this into your natal blade," Jiang Gu said.
Wei Feng held the long sword with obvious delight. Seeing that Jiang Gu hadn't yet mentioned the punishment, he tentatively asked, "Master, if I fail to forge it within three days—"
"Then give it back to me," Jiang Gu said expressionlessly.
Wei Feng instantly hugged his long sword tightly. Jiang Gu scoffed and prepared to leave the Spirit Realm, but was caught off guard when Wei Feng raised his hand and brushed his lips.
The cool fingertips brushed against his lips, the sensation strange. Jiang Gu frowned, but then saw Wei Feng hold out his finger to show him, "Master, there's blood."
Jiang Gu gave him a cold look and disappeared from the spot.
Wei Feng smiled as he held the long sword, then lowered his head and sipped the blood from his fingertips.
It tastes like Master's cooking.
Jiang Gu, who had returned, happened to witness this scene and fell into an eerie silence.
After losing all his cultivation, Wei Feng's sense of smell also deteriorated significantly. He belatedly raised his head and met Jiang Gu's slightly complicated gaze. A pang of panic shot through him. "Master?"
Why are you back again?
"There's still a restriction on the blade." Jiang Gu raised his hand and removed the restriction from the Mo Dao, then paused before saying, "Ghost Face White Eyes craves blood and spirits; be careful not to let it control you."
Wei Feng's expression went blank for a moment, and after a long while, he managed to speak with difficulty: "So, Master, you think that my desire to share my spiritual energy with you and my lust for your flesh and blood is... because of Ghost Face's naivety?"
"Otherwise what?" Jiang Gu frowned.
Wei Feng initially established the Six Desires Path due to the influence of Gui Mian Bai Mu, but in reality, he was sincere and pure-hearted. Now, he is probably influenced by chaotic desires, which is why he has repeatedly overstepped the bounds. He doesn't mind, but he doesn't like it either.
"Focus all your energy on cultivation and don't think about anything else," he advised Wei Feng.
He didn't want Wei Feng to be dominated by desires at such a good start, indulging in such superfluous things as love. Although he cultivated the Way of Ruthlessness, he was not completely ignorant about love. As his teacher, he should help Wei Feng cut off these pointless thoughts. He had already made up his mind. Since Xiao Qingyan had the same scar as him, whether it was real or not, he might as well go with the flow and let Xiao Qingyan face his love tribulation. At that time, he would pierce the heart of the person with a sword to prove his Dao, and Wei Feng could then peacefully become his disciple. It would be a win-win situation.
“Master, actually I…” Wei Feng stopped mid-sentence, looking up as he saw the clarity and composure in Jiang Gu’s eyes.
He could feel Jiang Gu's care and affection for him since their reunion. He was excited and smug about it, and even fantasized about the wonderful things that would happen after they understood each other. But now he suddenly realized that Jiang Gu's care and affection were limited to the master-disciple relationship.
Because I wasn't interested, I didn't care too much. So I took his offenses in stride, treating them as just the antics of a younger person with an unstable temperament. Therefore, I was able to talk to him about these things calmly.
Wei Feng felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.
"I understand, Master," he replied softly, his chest filled with bitterness and sorrow.
The master-disciple relationship he once desperately sought, and the ruthless Dao he once admired and respected, have now become an insurmountable chasm between him and Jiang Gu.
He even felt a bit disgusted with himself. His master had already treated him extremely well, doing everything he could as a teacher, yet he was still greedy and wanted more.
"Then focus on your cultivation." Jiang Gu was very satisfied with his disciple's intelligence and understanding. He grasped things quickly.
Wei Feng gripped the hilt of his knife tightly. His earlier excitement and elation had vanished. Admittedly, he liked Jiang Gu, but he respected and loved Jiang Gu even more. The worst thing he had ever done was to take advantage of Jiang Gu by acting cute and shameless.
He refused to use dirty tricks and schemes to deal with his master, as that would be an insult to a teacher who truly loved and cared for him.
But what should he do?
Wei Feng watched Jiang Gu's departing figure, and fell into an unprecedented state of confusion.
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