Chapter 170 The Realm of Trials (Part 21)
The faint light of the array reflected in Wei Feng's eyes. He stared blankly at Jiang Gu, and asked expectantly yet nervously, "Then what are you asking for?"
Jiang Gu did not answer him. A pale golden spiritual energy washed over him, cleansing his entire primordial spirit. "Let's go. Take care of the rest yourself."
He was about to get up when a sweaty hand grabbed him tightly, even the black jade bracelet on his wrist was damp. He looked down and saw Wei Feng's lustful eyes, sweaty temples, and fair, rosy cheeks. This bastard was tilting his head back slightly, his eyes restrained and controlled, like a homeless spirit beast with wet fur.
Jiang Gu frowned. People held a prejudice against the Six Desires Path, and he himself didn't particularly like it, but Wei Feng's appearance was truly unsightly. What if some people with ill intentions saw him—
“I’m not leaving.” Wei Feng’s breathing was a little heavy. He stared intently at Jiang Gu. “I’ll stay and help you.”
Jiang Gu looked at him with an ambiguous expression, "How will you help?"
“Five years ago, during the Eight Pavilions Rebellion, Luo Xiaoyuan was just a target that was pushed out.” Wei Feng unconsciously rubbed the thin skin on his wrist with his fingertips, frowning as he recalled, “Chu Guanshan contributed a lot to the rebellion and even placed me in the Trial Realm. He is not loyal to Yanyutai and hates Xiao Dan. He probably sent me out to kill Luo Xiaoyuan this time because he was afraid that Wen Ziheng would discover something and expose her.”
“My primordial spirit has already merged with the entire Trial Realm. Since you promised to give Jiang Xiangyun half of the Trial Realm, you must have a way to separate me from the Trial Realm.” Wei Feng unconsciously tightened his grip on his wrist. “I can make the Trial Realm react and lure Wen Ziheng in.”
He didn't know exactly what Jiang Gu wanted to do, but from the few words he had heard before, he had vaguely guessed some of Jiang Gu's plans and that he was trying his best to prove his worth.
“Chu Guanshan will suspect you,” Jiang Gu disagreed.
"Anyway, I'm not going back," Wei Feng said nonchalantly. "You're my master."
These words sounded spiteful and unrealistic. Jiang Gu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said thoughtfully, "The time is not right yet."
Wei Feng straightened up, opened his mouth and bit two of his fingers, his sharp canine teeth grinding against the soft fingertips. He held them in his mouth and licked them ambiguously and reluctantly.
Jiang Gu looked at him expressionlessly.
Wei Feng reluctantly let go of his mouth, knowing that he was a clean person, and used his newly gathered spiritual power to wash him.
Thinking of the source of this spiritual power, Jiang Gu's face instantly became even more sullen. He put his hand behind his back, pondered for a moment, and said, "I'll cultivate and heal first."
Wei Feng's eyes lit up instantly. Jiang Gu had agreed to let him stay temporarily. But before he could finish being happy, Jiang Gu focused on repairing the primordial spirit shell he had created.
Wei Feng, following Jiang Gu's instructions, focused his spiritual energy to solidify his Dao heart, but his eyes kept glancing at Jiang Gu. After cultivating for a short while, he transformed into mist and wrapped himself around Jiang Gu, panting as he asked Jiang Gu if what he was doing was right.
"..." Jiang Gu precisely grabbed the back of his neck in the black mist, tore the man off, and threw him three zhang away.
Wei Feng wasn't annoyed. He sat up cross-legged on the spot, put his hands on his knees, and smiled as he called him "Master." The sunlight shone on his face, making him look carefree and happy.
Jiang Gu rubbed his fingertips, and the magic array he had originally intended to use to teach someone a lesson silently dissipated.
Wei Feng's smile widened even further.
By the time Jiang Gu finished repairing the outer shell of the primordial spirit, it was already dusk. Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed across Linhua City in the distance, followed by a faint smell of blood in the air.
“Someone has devoured the primordial spirits of those mortals.” Wei Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at Jiang Gu beside him. “It will be easier to establish the Dharma Aspect Realm in the Second Realm.”
"No need." Jiang Gu refused decisively. He transformed the primordial spirit shell he had fused together into a female body, and modified her eyebrows, eyes, lips, and nose in many ways. Then he looked up at Wei Feng.
Wei Feng glanced at him, then at the female-shaped primordial spirit shell, and immediately had a bad feeling; it shouldn't be what he thought—
"Hide inside," Jiang Gu said.
Wei Feng took a step back, his face full of resistance. "No, thank you."
“Luo Fan’s male form has already been shown to Luo Xiaoyuan and the others, and Song Sui’s face is also unsuitable, so this is the only one left.” Jiang Gu said calmly, “If you don’t want to be taken away by Chu Guanshan, then hide inside.”
Wei Feng suspected that he did it on purpose, but Jiang Gu's expression was indifferent and serious, and what he said made sense. After struggling for a moment, he still hid in the outer shell of his primordial spirit.
Jiang Gu looked at the face that resembled Wei Feng's and chuckled softly.
With just that one word, Wei Feng's face flushed red uncontrollably, and she glared at him angrily, "I don't wear skirts."
The pink dress was made of thin fabric, with only a light veil covering it. Jiang Gu raised his hand, and a red robe was pulled down over Wei Feng's head, covering him completely.
Even after reaching the outskirts of Qisheng City, Wei Feng was still struggling with this primordial spirit shell. Especially when Jiang Gu's gaze swept over him, he didn't know what he was thinking, his ears turned red all the way to the roots of his neck, looking like a pitiful person who was about to be bullied and cry.
Seeing how easily he was teased, Jiang Gu's mood finally improved a bit. He mercifully made a hand seal, transforming the outer shell into a male body, though the figure was thin and only reached his shoulder. "It can only last for two or three hours."
Wei Feng said angrily, "You did this on purpose."
"I just remembered." Jiang Gu's expression remained unchanged, a faint smile appearing in his eyes.
Wei Feng froze for a moment, then his primordial spirit, which had been obediently hidden in his shell, suddenly emerged halfway out and gave Jiang Gu a hard kiss on the lips. Before Jiang Gu could even react, he shrank back in, looking smug and asking for a beating.
Jiang Gu slowly frowned, his lips still warm and moist.
Wei Feng looked at him somewhat guiltily, preparing to kneel down or run away and beg for mercy when Jiang Gu made his move, but Jiang Gu did nothing and turned to walk into the teleportation array.
A huge sense of unease surged into Wei Feng's heart. He immediately sensed something was wrong and hurriedly chased after him into the formation. "Master, I—"
But Jiang Gu didn't give him a chance to speak and quickly left the formation. Outside the formation, Bai Yi had been waiting for a long time.
"Brother Gu." Although Bai Yi already knew Jiang Gu's real name, he still found it hard to change his address.
Jiang Gu nodded to her and looked at the Buddhist monk standing behind her.
Wei Feng stopped beside Jiang Gu, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He was dissatisfied with the short time he had spent with Jiang Gu and the other person, and he had no liking for either of them, especially this bald monk.
He hid inside the primordial spirit shell, and Hou Wenxin did not recognize him. He bowed to Jiang Gu with a Buddhist gesture, saying, "Benefactor Jiang, how have you been?"
Jiang Ke said amiably, "Thank you for your hard work."
“Our clan’s sacred tree came to Wangyue with the Buddhist monk a thousand years ago, but it disappeared after the sect fell. If what you say is true, my clan’s sacred tree is in this trial area, I will definitely do my best to help it.” Hou Wenxin said solemnly, “But there is one thing I don’t understand, and I hope you can enlighten me.”
"How did Benefactor Jiang learn that my Bodhi clan possesses a sacred tree?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Yi also looked at Jiang Gu. When Jiang Gu contacted her in the second realm to ask her to bring Hou Wenxin in, she was very curious. Of course, she was even more curious about why Jiang Gu knew that she could bring the primordial spirit of a non-trial participant into the realm.
"The Bodhi tree in the Blood Sea beneath the Trial Realm is inscribed with Sanskrit characters, which are identical to the Sanskrit characters in all your magic arrays at the Ten Thousand Buddha Tomb. They must be of the same origin, hence this conjecture," Jiang Gu said. "This Blood Bodhi was placed in the Blood Sea beneath the ground by Chu Guanshan, and its roots were implanted into a primordial spirit to coexist. I wonder if there is a way to separate the two while preserving the primordial spirit?"
Hou Wenxin's expression turned solemn. After a moment, he said, "This humble monk can only try his best. If that primordial spirit is strong, there may be a chance to preserve it."
Upon hearing this, Wei Feng looked at Jiang Gu. Jiang Gu was still talking to Bai Yi and Hou Wenxin, but he could no longer hear clearly. His empty heart was burning with a dull pain. He felt that Jiang Gu didn't need to go to such lengths for him, risking his life and exhausting his energy to negotiate with these people. This was not Jiang Gu's usual style.
But he couldn't help feeling a sense of satisfaction. He had suffered so much in Wangyue, and this was what he deserved for surviving with all his might. Yet, he felt conflicted and flattered, and subconsciously cautious, afraid that all the good things he had longed for were just an illusory dream. After waking up, all that remained was a longing and love with nowhere to go, and a resentment and unwillingness full of flaws.
He even considered grabbing Jiang Gu and leaving, begging him not to care so much about him. In the end, he was just using Jiang Gu to overcome his tribulation anyway, so why be so sincere?
Bai Yi and Hou Wenxin left at some point. Wei Feng looked at Jiang Gu's profile, his previous playful demeanor replaced by a grim and somber expression.
"I have led Jiang Gu into Qisheng City." Jiang Gu changed to Luo Fan's voice, drew a communication talisman, and burned it for Lu Liyu.
"I'll enter Qisheng City and lure Luo Xiaoyuan to intercept and kill Xiao Qingyan." Jiang Gu turned to look at him. "After you use the Blood Bodhi to cause an anomaly in the Tenth Realm, I will have Hou Wenxin temporarily sever your connection with the Bodhi Tree. Hide inside this primordial spirit shell and don't let Chu Guanshan find you. Wait for me here in ten hours. If I don't come—"
A fierce glint flashed in Jiang Gu's eyes, "After using the Blood Bodhi, I destroyed it and melted down this primordial spirit shell for my own use. Go out and seize my body to leave the Boundary Village. Run as far away as you can."
Wei Feng's heart sank, and he grabbed his hand. "I can go into Qisheng City to help you."
"No need." Jiang Guzhen pushed his hand away and said coldly, "I don't remember teaching you to be indecisive about love and romance."
Wei Feng opened his mouth and clenched his fist.
"If you dare to act on your own and ruin my plans again, I won't hesitate to send you back to the sea of blood, never to see the light of day again." A flash of murderous intent crossed Jiang Gu's eyes as he coldly warned him.
He still remembered how much trouble Wei Feng had caused him back in Yanghua Sect when he said, "The divine artifact is in Jiang Gu's hands."
After saying that, he ignored Wei Feng and transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for Qisheng City.
Wei Feng stared at his departing figure with a gloomy expression, grinding his teeth viciously.
A moment later, he looked down at the countless magic arrays and protective magic treasures that had appeared around his primordial spirit shell, and still couldn't help but tear up.
She clearly couldn't bear to see him die, yet she insisted on saying such hurtful things.
With a flick of his wrist, Wei Feng produced a long, broadsword in his hand, while the Golden Spirit Mace silently floated behind him, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to vibrate violently.
He slowly raised his head, his reddened eyes swirling with dark mist.
If even Jiang Gu can't be protected, then he doesn't need to live such a wretched life anymore.
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