Chapter 180 Misty Rain Eight Pavilions (Part 8)
A thick fog rolled in, obscuring the road ahead. The sound of flowing water seemed to come from all directions, blocking out all other sounds. Black boots stepped on the wet stone slabs, and the hem of her clothes swept through the fog, opening and closing again, leaving only the sound of gurgling water.
There were only extremely slight fluctuations of spiritual energy in the air. Jiang Gu gripped the Crimson Snow Sword tightly, his warm fingertips habitually rubbing the cold, hard protrusion on the scabbard. The scales of the Divine Kite Shark revealed a faint silver-blue light under the candlelight.
The art of finding people was originally a secret technique of the Qu clan, relying on the blood relationship passed down through generations. However, Jiang Gu and Wei Feng were not related by blood, so they could only rely on the method of sacrificing part of their flesh and soul. In a sense, this was more like an evil technique. He used it with ease in the Jiang family before, but now in the Ancient God Temple, he had to devote some energy to paying attention to the surrounding situation, so his speed was much slower.
The surrounding fog had thickened considerably, almost suffocating Jiang Gu, so he held his breath. Suddenly, he heard a strange and distant voice coming from the fog.
"...I came here to find him, but where is he now?"
"I can't find him..."
Where is he?
"Where?"
"I need to find him..."
Jiang Gu covered himself with another layer of concealment array, and tentatively released a wisp of divine sense in the direction of the sound. Then, he vaguely saw the figure of a young man in the mist. He seemed to be wearing a fiery red robe, like a flame blooming in a sea of mist. Jiang Gu subconsciously thought it was Wei Feng, and was about to move forward but then stopped.
The voice is wrong, and the figure is wrong—Wei Feng has grown up and can no longer look like a teenager.
The boy's voice sounded even more urgent, "I'll do anything you ask, as long as you promise to take me to see him!"
Jiang Gu frowned involuntarily. He couldn't make out who the boy was talking to. Just as he was about to get closer, the light spot representing Wei Feng in the search array suddenly started darting around like it had gone mad. Jiang Gu's eyes hurt from watching it. Going directly from here was the shortest option, and besides, the boy didn't seem to have much cultivation.
He hesitated for a moment, then concealed himself and silently passed through the thick fog.
Just as he guessed, the boy was merely a fleeting shadow. Perhaps because his original body was too obsessed and had been nourished by divine power in the temple for many years, he had developed a fleeting spiritual consciousness. He could only stay in the same place and meaninglessly repeat the conversation from back then, without even knowing the cause and effect, let alone who he was.
As Jiang Gu walked past him, the boy seemed to sense something and turned around. His handsome but unfamiliar face was covered in tears, and his red eyes stared straight at Jiang Gu. His clear eyes were filled with sorrow, and his voice was pleading and humble.
"Even just one glance would be enough."
Jiang Gu glanced at him coldly, and without pausing his steps, he left the afterimage far behind.
He couldn't help but scoff inwardly, wondering which fool, trapped in love, had been here for at least a thousand years.
Those who cultivate immortality must avoid developing obsessions; a deep affection that cannot be dispelled even after a thousand years will surely prevent such a person from ascending to immortality.
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A small red shadow lay trembling in the corner at the very top of the temple passage, pretending to be dead, yet unable to resist opening its eyes to look at the terrifying monster in the passage.
The monster was enormous, with a silver-blue fish tail and a pair of large silver-blue wings with flame-like feathers around the edges. It had a pair of rugged and ferocious ram horns on its forehead, empty white eyes, sharp fangs pressed against its mouth, and long, sharp black fingernails that made a teeth-grinding sound as they scratched across the stone. Most terrifying of all, it was surrounded by a dense array of black ghost patterns, like countless tentacles sniffing the air, as if they could strangle and devour people at any moment.
Little Red Shadow was almost in tears. It had never seen such a hideous and ugly monster in the temple. It had only taken a curious look and was then entangled by it—tick-tock.
Green, viscous mucus dripped onto its face. Little Red Shadow's breathing stopped abruptly, and it shakily raised its head. A scarlet, forked tongue dangled before its eyes, revealing a face covered in ghostly patterns. The monster slowly grinned, revealing a ferocious smile, and then suddenly opened its mouth wide, its two rows of fine, sharp teeth gleaming coldly as it pierced towards it!
"—Chirp!!!" Little Red Shadow screamed in terror, desperately trying to escape, but the monster still managed to bite off most of its body.
It cried out in agony, decisively abandoned that half of its body, and frantically burrowed into the crevice in the rock.
The divine power within the crimson shadow was nourishing and sweet. Wei Feng smacked his lips with lingering satisfaction, squinted at the narrow crevice in the stone, and revealed an excited smile. Then, he transformed into mist and squeezed his way in.
The little red figure was adept at escaping, and Wei Feng was giving it his all. Seeing that even a gap couldn't stop it, the red figure decisively leaped out. Wei Feng, naturally, wouldn't give up, and plunged out of the crevice, only to crash into a cold, hard barrier. This barrier was clearly designed to thwart him. Wei Feng instantly felt a surge of rage and cursed furiously, "Who the hell is courting death—"
The moment he looked up, the profanity he was uttering stopped abruptly.
Jiang Gu stood behind the barrier of the Binding God Formation, looking at him coldly. "It's me."
Wei Feng looked terrified. "Master, why are you here?"
He still maintained the original form of the Divine Kite Shark's primordial spirit. When he raised his tail, it was almost as long as half the high wall of the temple. Perhaps sensing Jiang Gu's low pressure, he quietly shrank his size, but deliberately became a little taller than Jiang Gu. The ghost patterns behind him bared their fangs and claws, eager to wrap around Jiang Gu. Wei Feng's eyes flashed with a bit of annoyance. He turned his back to Jiang Gu and began to rummage through his wooden puppet body from a pile of ghost patterns. His beautiful tail shimmered with tiny silver light under the candlelight. The thin and delicate shark tail swayed back and forth, brushing against Jiang Gu's boots and leaving a wet stain.
Jiang Gu stared at his unruly tail and couldn't help but take a second look.
It took him a while to find the body, and he angrily stuffed his primordial spirit into it. Finally, he patted his sleeves, stood up straight, and respectfully bowed to Jiang Gu, saying in a pretentious manner, "Disciple greets Master."
"..." Jiang Gu wanted to kick him into the wall.
"Why did blocking the communication talisman also erase the primordial spirit imprint?" Jiang Gu asked him directly.
Wei Feng was stunned for a moment, then reached out to touch his ear, only to find nothing. He suddenly remembered, "The earring containing the communication talisman was bitten to pieces by that spirit beast, and the piece of primordial spirit where the mark was located was also swallowed by it."
Jiang Gu's expression turned cold. "Your primordial spirit is imprinted in your dantian."
"It snapped my primordial spirit in two, but I ended up eating it all." Wei Feng touched his waist and abdomen with lingering fear, his tone filled with undisguised pride. "Luckily, I hid my body beforehand so it wouldn't be destroyed. I only lost a bit of my primordial spirit."
Jiang Gu was silent for a moment, then said, "I just asked you to distract it."
"To cut the weeds, you must pull them out by the roots. That's what you, Master, taught me." Wei Feng said with a serious expression. He grabbed the ghostly pattern that had slipped through the net and was still trying to wrap around Jiang Gu's ankle, crushing it into a puddle of mist.
"Come here." Jiang Gu's face turned cold.
Wei Feng cautiously observed his expression. He originally wanted to remain reserved, but when he met Jiang Gu's murderous gaze, he immediately knew when to back down. He took a few steps forward and stopped in front of Jiang Gu, explaining guiltily, "It was it that wouldn't let me go, and I couldn't escape, so I ate it—hiss!"
Jiang Gu's palm passed directly through the puppet's body and covered Wei Feng's primordial spirit, pressing precisely on his bitten-off waist and abdomen. This area had only recently been sealed with ghost patterns, and a large chunk was still missing. The piece of red shadow he had just eaten hadn't been replaced yet. Jiang Gu's press caused him to tremble with pain.
If it were anyone else, he would have already lost his temper and devoured them, but the person in front of him was Jiang Gu. He could only force a smile while his face turned pale and he endured the pain. "Master, don't worry, I'm really fine."
Jiang Gu applied slight pressure, and Wei Feng instantly arched his back in pain. He instinctively grabbed Jiang Gu's arm and called out weakly, his voice trembling with a hint of a sob, "Master...it hurts."
"Now you know what pain is." Jiang Gu sneered, and the spiritual power in his palm continuously covered the broken part of his waist and abdomen. Still feeling it was not enough, he transformed the black jade bracelet into a belt the width of a palm and wrapped it around his waist to slowly repair his damaged primordial spirit.
He carefully fastened the dark belt, then looked up to see Wei Feng staring at him with red eyes. He said unhappily, "Endure the pain."
Wei Feng stared straight at him. "Thank you, Master."
Jiang Gu gave him a cold look. "What were you chasing just now?"
“A tiny wisp of spirit, quite delicious.” Wei Feng paused, then added, “Its divine power is very concentrated but it’s not aggressive at all, unlike the remnant spirit of an ancient god.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the little red shadow suddenly appeared out of nowhere again. Wei Feng's eyes lit up, and he turned into a cloud of mist and pounced on it. But the little red shadow seemed to have seen a savior and rushed straight at Jiang Gu. Jiang Gu grabbed it in his hand.
Wei Feng condensed back into human form and grinned maliciously, "He doesn't have much of a brain yet."
"Chirp! Chirp chirp chirp! Chirp chirp!" The red shadow popped out two small hands, gesturing towards Jiang Gu with tears streaming down its face. In its eyes, Jiang Gu's primordial spirit was a bright and clean golden color, as kind and friendly as its master. It was definitely different from this ugly and terrifying monster and would protect it.
“Indeed, it is full of divine power.” Jiang Gu pinched it, shook it, and held it to Wei Feng’s mouth. “Eat it.”
"!!!" Little Red Shadow screamed.
Wei Feng's hand, which was about to reach out, stopped halfway. He ignored the little red figure struggling wildly at his mouth, licked his dry lips, stared at Jiang Gu without blinking, and said in a deep voice, "Master, have you ever seen other masters and disciples so close that the master has to personally feed the disciple?"
"I was seriously injured back then, and I was in a bad mood and refused to eat. My master personally fed me bite by bite, and that's when our relationship deepened."
Jiang Xiangyun's words rang in my ears.
“Of course,” Jiang Gu said expressionlessly.
Wei Feng gritted his teeth fiercely, grabbed his wrist and pressed down on him, unable to bear it any longer, and said: "Have you ever seen a master forcibly kiss his disciple, force his disciple to have a spiritual connection, and then pretend that nothing happened, and expect him to willingly continue to be just a disciple?"
Jiang Gu met his gaze calmly, but did not refute him.
"Look, you clearly know everything, understand everything, yet you insist on forcing me." Wei Feng gritted his teeth and said, "I can't be close to you, I can't distance myself from you, Jiang Gu, what exactly do you want me to do to satisfy you?"
Jiang Gu frowned, but Wei Feng suddenly released his hand, took half a step back, and said in a tearful voice, "You might as well force me to my death."
Then he turned into a cloud of mist and was about to dissipate, but halfway through, the black jade bracelet tied around his waist pulled him in, gathering him into the space. Then, layers upon layers of binding god arrays followed closely, blocking all his escape routes.
Almost simultaneously, the fire rope flew out from the sleeve and bound the small red figure that was trying to escape.
He lowered his eyes to look at the black jade bracelet in his palm, and coldly curled the corners of his mouth.
She's definitely cuter when she cries.
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