Chapter 138 Yin-Yang White Bones (Part 8)
Wei Feng went in and didn't come out for more than ten days.
Xiao Qingyan continued searching for other cultivators in Pingze along the way. They traveled very slowly. Jiang Gu spent most of his time cultivating in his room, and occasionally Xiao Qingyan would bring him some things.
“This is the fin of the Kunpeng of the North Sea, which can be used to make armor-like magical artifacts for protection.” Xiao Qingyan placed a box on the table. “The Yin-Yang Tower is fraught with danger, so I’ll feel more at ease having you with me.”
This time, Jiang Gu did not refuse. "Thank you."
"Why are you being so polite with me?" Xiao Qingyan stared at his face for a moment, lost in thought. This face was truly handsome, with excellent features and bone structure. If he were any gentler, he could easily coax people into giving up their lives. But Jiang Gu was aloof by nature, like snow on a cold mountain, not easy to get close to. This only made people more curious to find out more about him.
Moreover, their scars are identical, making them seem like a match made in heaven.
Such a beauty deserves to be in your arms.
Xiao Qingyan's admiration and affection became increasingly undisguised, but out of consideration for etiquette and with important responsibilities on his mind, he only sat for a short while before taking his leave.
Jiang Gu escorted him to the door and then added several more layers to the magic array outside the door.
When he returned to the table, he found that the wooden box containing the Kunpeng fish fins was mostly missing. The gaps looked as if something had bitten them off, and the remaining fins were torn to shreds, scattered pitifully on the table with the broken wood.
...It's obvious who did it.
The scroll in the Spirit Realm was tightly closed. Jiang Gu stared at the scroll in silence for a moment, then waved his sleeve and entered the Spirit Realm.
The rare and exotic plants in the spiritual realm had long been swept away, and even the highest mountain peak had been cut off. Apart from the spiritual spring, the vast spiritual realm was in a terrible state.
Jiang Gu stood on the water's edge, looking down and meeting a pair of dark eyes in the water.
Wei Feng blew a bubble, swayed his mermaid tail, turned around and was about to swim into the depths of the spiritual spring when someone grabbed him from behind and pulled him straight out of the water.
He was in merman form, his bare back pressed tightly against Jiang Gu's chest, soaking most of his thin clothes. Jiang Gu didn't care, activating the Yuan Dan within him to transform him back into human form, and said in a cold voice, "How long do you plan to hide in there?"
"I didn't dodge." Wei Feng's tone was stiff, and water droplets dripped down his chin, splashing onto the ground and leaving a small puddle.
Although Jiang Gu had never dealt with this situation before, he thought it was nothing difficult and just a matter of coaxing people.
“Since you are unwilling, I will not seal your memories.” Jiang Gu looked at his face, which had become even whiter and more tender from being soaked in the spiritual spring, and paused for a moment.
"Really?" Wei Feng looked at him suspiciously.
"Hmm." Jiang Gu raised his hand.
This time, Wei Feng didn't dodge, letting him wipe the water off his cheeks. Jiang Gu's fingertips were warm, and he gently lifted Wei Feng's chin, covering the wounds he had made when he was biting the fish fins with a healing magic circle.
"Love and affection are human nature. You have also cultivated the Six Desires Path, so your desires are naturally stronger than those of ordinary people." Jiang Gu wiped his face clean and straightened his slightly disheveled front. Seeing that he was clean and tidy again, he felt relieved. "It's okay to be passionate for a while, but you must not sink into the sea of desire and become addicted to it."
Whether Wei Feng genuinely liked him or was influenced by the Six Desires Path and the Ghost Face's naivety, it didn't make much difference to Jiang Gu. Desire arises from thoughts, and love is deep and intense. He cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness to sever his thoughts, but Wei Feng, cultivating the Six Desires Path, couldn't be so ruthless. The Six Desires Path is better guided than blocked. One can also glimpse the true path from the sea of love and desire, and finally understand one's true nature and attain one's true self. However, there are too many temptations along the way, and many people's natures cannot withstand the test.
Whether through coercion or guidance, Jiang Gu will not let him become addicted to it.
He was confident about this.
For a fleeting moment, Wei Feng felt as if he had been persuaded—he should abandon romantic love and wholeheartedly seek the Great Dao, how could he indulge in momentary pleasure?
But it was only a fleeting moment of confusion.
He looked into Jiang Gu's calm and serene eyes, nuzzled his warm palm against Jiang Gu's head, and looked down at him, asking, "I understand, Master."
Ultimately, it's because he's not strong enough. If he were strong enough, his master's Daoist partner could only be him. He would kill anyone who dared to take him away. He could sink or float in the sea of desire as he pleased, and even drag Jiang Gu down with him. His master was unhappy about it simply because he had never experienced the pleasure of it.
If Jiang Gu knew that this was the kind of thinking in his head, he would probably punish him on the spot.
So Wei Feng behaved very obediently, and said with a downcast expression, "But Master, I need some time. You know, I've liked you for so long, and I need to slowly adjust and convince myself... I'm sorry, Master."
"It's alright." Jiang Gu also felt that he was being reasonable and decided to give him more time. "Before entering the Yin-Yang Tower, you can cultivate in the Spirit Realm."
Jiang Gu was about to turn and leave when someone suddenly grabbed his wrist. He turned to look at Wei Feng with a puzzled expression. "Is there something else?"
Wei Feng reluctantly released his hand, his slightly downcast eyes a little moist, and said in a low voice, "Master, I haven't seen you for more than ten days. I've been thinking about you all this time."
Jiang Gu was about to frown when he remembered what Wei Feng had said about needing some time, so he patiently said, "I will cultivate in the Spirit Realm."
After saying that, he casually found a place and began to meditate and enter a state of deep concentration.
Wei Feng sat down next to him. Jiang Gu lifted his eyelids and looked at him indifferently. Wei Feng gave him a forced and innocent smile, as if he was suppressing his sadness. Jiang Gu was silent for a moment, then closed his eyes and did not say anything to ask him to leave.
Wei Feng subtly curled the corners of his mouth.
He seems to... know what to do.
Jiang Gu was completely focused on his cultivation, but Wei Feng was different. Thanks to the Ghost Face White Eye, he had ghost markings on him, and every breath he took was a form of cultivation, the only difference being the speed. He watched Jiang Gu enter meditation without any guard up beside him, and his eyes gradually darkened.
Master really doesn't understand matters of love and affection. He thinks that liking someone is something that can be controlled at will. If that were true, there wouldn't be so many infatuated men and women in the world, and wouldn't the world be full of heartless people? Or maybe Master himself can do it, so he thinks he can too.
Wei Feng's heartstrings trembled at this speculation.
The translucent ghost pattern silently emerged, turning into mist and slowly seeping into Jiang Gu's clothes, clinging tightly to them. The ghost pattern's perception was connected to Wei Feng's, which was practically the same as him holding Jiang Gu in his arms. Faint bruises remained on Jiang Gu's left ankle, groin, and lower back, with the ankle being the most severely affected, even faintly turning purple. Wei Feng frowned for a long time before remembering that it was from when he went crazy that day and used the ghost pattern to bind Jiang Gu.
The pain was negligible to Jiang Gu. He used magic to change his clothes and wash himself, and didn't examine his body at all, which is why so many marks were left behind...
After figuring it out, the defender's breath hitched, and his previously low mood began to subtly rise. The damp mist covered the bruises, and he lightly kissed them.
He promised his master to restrain his thoughts, but he didn't agree on how long it would take. Maybe he wouldn't be able to completely restrain them before he died.
Obsession and madness appeared in Wei Fengqing's eyes. He greedily absorbed Jiang Gu's body temperature and aura through the ghostly mist, but he was afraid of being discovered, so he had to keep Jiang Gu loosely covered. He could smell him and see him clearly, but he was so close that he could not touch him. He gritted his teeth and immersed himself in the spiritual spring, while the ghostly mist covered Jiang Gu loosely.
Dark eyes stared intently at the person in meditation, breathing gradually becoming rapid and ambiguous, causing ripples to spread across the calm water surface, producing subtle sounds.
In the illusion, the person he was pinning down overlapped with the person sitting in meditation before him. Jiang Gu's clear and clean aura drove him mad. He wanted to grab that bruised ankle, drag him over, and disturb the clear spring water, listen to his broken breathing, and watch his flushed and hot cheeks... a desperate and passionate pleasure.
A sweet, slightly fishy scent spread out, only to be carefully gathered into the spiritual spring by the mist, as if afraid of leaking out even a trace.
Wei Feng breathed heavily, a thin layer of sweat appearing on his nose. In a moment of pleasure, he manipulated the mist and gently pressed it against Jiang Gu's lips.
One touch and it's over.
“...Master.”
The respectful tone was tainted with sticky lust and burning ambiguity, giving rise to a kind of rebellious and wickedness.
——
Jiang Gu had just opened his eyes when he felt a heaviness in his shoulders. He turned his head and saw Wei Feng's slightly flushed profile.
He had his eyes closed, his breathing even, and he was sleeping soundly. He must have cried again, because the corners of his eyes were red, making him look rather pitiful.
Even though I've grown up a lot, I still can't shake the habit of crying.
"Wei Feng".
Upon hearing the sound, Wei Feng fluttered his eyelashes and opened his eyes with some difficulty. "Master."
There were still red marks on his cheeks from the folds of his clothes. Jiang Gu's eyebrows twitched slightly. "Is this how you cultivate?"
Wei Feng had just woken up and stared at him blankly, looking a little dazed. "Ah, I'm sleepy."
“Meridian reshaping also damages the primordial spirit.” Jiang Gu thought for a moment and said, “However, sleeping is no longer very effective. You can force yourself to cultivate. You are currently at the first level of Qi Refining. If you maintain the previous intensity, you can break through to the second level of Qi Refining in a month.”
Wei Feng stared at his lips absentmindedly, "Oh, okay."
"Why is your face so red?" Jiang Gu reached out and covered his neck, frowning as he said, "Your neck is hot too. Give me your hand."
Wei Feng broke out in a cold sweat. He had just done that to Jiang Gu, and he could tell just by feeling his pulse. He forced himself to remain calm and said, "No need, Master. I was just too close to you."
"Huh?" Jiang Gu didn't immediately understand the connection.
Wei Feng was panicking inside, but he remained calm on the surface and said seriously, "Getting too close to your sweetheart will make you blush, your heart race, and your whole body feel hot."
Although he was incredibly audacious, masturbating in front of his meditating master.
As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Gu, whose expression was serious and whose brows were furrowed, and traced his gaze over Jiang Gu's exposed skin inch by inch, smiling innocently and adorably, "Master, you didn't know?"
Jiang Gu glanced at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "Stop thinking about such nonsense."
"Okay," Wei Feng replied obediently.
As Jiang Gu was leaving, he suddenly turned around and sniffed carefully. "What's that smell?"
Despite lacking a heart, Wei Feng felt his heartbeat quicken uncontrollably. He also took a sniff and smelled a familiar, lewd, and sweet scent, but his eyes were blank. "There's no smell."
The strange smell quickly disappeared.
Jiang Gu assumed it was the original flavor from the spiritual realm, recited the incantation, and left.
Wei Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, a secret mix of excitement and guilt slowly welled up inside me.
He shouldn't have done that.
There won't be a next time.
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