Chapter 183 Misty Rain Pavilion (Part 11)
On the Moon-Gazing Continent, at the Qiankun Tower.
A huge iron cage was placed in the center of the hall.
Xuan Zhiyan held the severely injured Wu Tuo in his arms, then looked at the unconscious Qu Fengyu and Shen Yuxin beside him. Even their breaths smelled of blood. He clenched his fists and looked at the pale-faced person wearing a cloak outside the iron cage.
Wu Hezhi clenched his fist and coughed a few times, then took out a token from his sleeve. "Special Envoy Wu Hezhi of Ganlou has come to return the token."
The disciple of Ganlou accepted the token, his expression suddenly changed, and his attitude became extremely respectful. "Your subordinate greets the Deputy Tower Master. Please wait here for a moment, and I will immediately report to the Tower Master."
Perhaps because his voice was too loud, Qu Fengyu, who was in the iron cage, slowly woke up and spat out a mouthful of foul blood.
"Aunt Qu!" Xuan Zhiyan quickly helped her up.
Qu Fengyu stared intently at Wu Hezhi outside the iron cage, his anger turning into a mocking laugh. "You've really hidden yourself well. We've all been fooled by you. I'll only ask you one thing: where is the real A-Zhi?"
Wu Hezhi turned his head and laughed helplessly: "That child was in poor health and died when he was ten years old. I was originally a ghost cultivator, and I happened to take on the mission of Ganlou, so I borrowed his body until now. Ayu, we only met when we were eleven years old, so why do you care about someone you don't even know?"
Qu Fengyu frowned. "You accepted the mission from Ganlou? What about Jie Fuxue? She clearly said she was a special envoy of Ganlou and had a remaining token? What exactly have you been trying to do by lurking in Yanghua Sect for so many years?"
"You have too many questions." Wu Hezhi's gentle features seemed to have changed, revealing a cold aura.
Qu Fengyu used to think that he had this deathly aura because he was sickly, but it turned out that he was a ghost cultivator who had borrowed someone else's body and was born with a deathly aura!
#VALUE! "But having nothing better to do, and considering your deep affection for me, I might as well tell you now." Wu Hezhi, sleeves tucked in, strode to the cage, his dark, lifeless eyes filled with a chilling light. "Three hundred years ago, I was ordered by the sect master to find a place to nurture souls, a place teeming with evil spirits. After many twists and turns, I found the border between the Yanghua Sect and the Queyuan Sect. I've been raising that thing in the underground of the Soul Lamp Cave in the Yanghua Sect. I've been waiting for a fetus with a suitable birth date. At first, I planned to use this body to unite with you, but unfortunately, this body was too weak, so I had no choice but to wait. Sure enough, I waited for the child of your sister Qu Qing and Wei Mingzhou. But something went wrong along the way. That monster was too powerful and directly devoured the fetus along with the Divine Kite Shark's egg. At that time, it even tried to kill me and Wei Mingzhou. I had no choice but to seal its heart together with Wei Mingzhou..."
Qu Fengyu's expression shifted rapidly, "You mean Wei Feng—"
"Ha, what Wei Feng? The real Wei Feng and Shen Yuan Jiao are long dead. Those lies about soul fusion are just to fool you bunch of fools from Pingze." Wu Hezhi gathered his sleeves, his body filled with ghostly energy, and his deep voice fell into Qu Fengyu and Xuan Zhiyan's ears: "The only one who survived from beginning to end was that monster without a heart."
"You're talking nonsense!" Xuan Zhiyan shouted angrily, "Stop spreading rumors here! Wei Feng is no monster!"
“Isn’t he a monster?” Wu Hezhi said softly, “Think about his ghostly markings, his white eyes, Zhiyan, do you still remember the Myriad Buddha Tomb in the Wind and Moon Secret Realm that we explored together?”
“A thousand years ago, the monster that ten thousand Buddhist monks suppressed there was him.” Wu Hezhi slowly narrowed his eyes. “He is a thousand times more terrifying than any evil spirit.”
“It’s a pity that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Tomb can’t bury him. His fate is unique, so the Master of the Platform can only do it himself… Look at me, it’s not appropriate to continue.” Wu Hezhi said unhurriedly, “In short, this monster has now discarded the body of the Divine Kite Shark and absorbed all of its former remnants of soul from the Blood Bodhi. Now all that’s left is to get back its own heart.”
“My mission is complete. Now, you should worry about your own fate.” He coughed softly twice more.
Unexpectedly, in the instant he lowered his head, a sudden change occurred. Shen Yuxin, who was unconscious, suddenly cleaved through the restrictions on the iron cage, Qu Fengyu unleashed the teleportation array, and Xuan Zhiyan leaped from the cage—
"Wishful thinking!" Wu Hezhi raised his hand to stop them, and Xuan Zhiyan and the others were knocked back into the cage, but the small Wu Tuo was thrown into the teleportation array by Xuan Zhiyan.
"Go find Wei Feng!" Xuan Zhiyan shouted.
Wutuo howled and disappeared into the teleportation array in the blink of an eye.
Wu Hezhi chuckled, "He can barely take care of himself right now, how could he possibly come to save you?"
"Guards, throw them into the Tower of Life and Death."
——
Floating Spring Temple.
The moment the remnant spirit of the immortal rank flew out, Jiang Gu turned around and blocked Wei Feng, who rushed out of the protective barrier, stopping him in place.
Wei Feng's reason was now shattered. His empty chest was pounding as fast as the heart in the boy's hand. He was panting heavily and gritted his teeth, saying, "Master, that heart is mine! It's mine!"
Jiang Gu is his too!!!
"Yes, I know." Jiang Gu fastened the jade bracelet back around his waist, then turned to look at the boy who had gotten up again. "Who exactly are you?"
Lu Liyu, who was standing nearby, had already prepared an escape formation, and Jiang Xiangyun and Yao Li were also on high alert.
Upon hearing this, the young man's gaze went blank for a moment. He looked down at the warm, beating heart in his hand, then looked up at Jiang Gu and Wei Feng standing close to him, his eyes filled with indescribable sadness and sorrow. "I don't remember. I've been looking for you for a thousand years."
"Bullshit!" Wei Feng cursed angrily, "How old is my master? You're just a remnant spirit formed from obsession, not even a ghost, yet you dare to ask for my master! Don't you have your own master? Well, you're not very bright, you don't even remember who you are, so your master certainly wouldn't want you! How dare you shamelessly steal from others, I spit on you!"
The boy was stunned by his scolding. After understanding the meaning behind his words, his clear eyes filled with tears. He looked at Jiang Gu pitifully and complained softly, "He scolded me."
Jiang Gu looked at him expressionlessly, unmoved.
"That's exactly what I'm talking about!" Wei Feng cursed, drawing his Mo Dao from behind his back. Seeing the pitiful, innocent look on the boy's face, he became enraged and shouted, "I'm going to kill you too!"
"Wait—" Lu Liyu was shocked. Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Gu, who hadn't made any move, also summoned the Crimson Snow Sword and flew forward, with Jiang Xiangyun and Yao Li following closely behind.
"Damn it! You Jiangs are all lunatics! This is a remnant of a Celestial Rank! Celestial Rank!!" Lu Liyu roared in despair. He hesitated for a moment between running away and going forward. After staring at Jiang Xiangyun for a couple of seconds, he finally summoned his magic weapon and joined the battle.
The young remnant spirit had initially tried to ask Jiang Gu for help, but Jiang Gu was even more ferocious than the enraged Wei Feng. He summoned lightning directly with his Crimson Snow Sword, striking the young spirit's brow. Jiang Gu was on the verge of a breakthrough, and the lightning he summoned carried the aura of tribulation lightning. Creatures like remnant spirits are especially afraid of lightning, and this strike almost reduced them to ashes. Wei Feng and Jiang Xiangyun behind him couldn't help but fall silent for a moment.
The boy stared at him, bewildered and hurt.
Unfortunately, Jiang Gu couldn't receive his resentment at all. Although Jiang Gu had summoned this lightning, he couldn't summon any more, otherwise undergoing tribulation in the temple would be courting death. Wei Feng held the Mo Dao with both hands and slashed directly at the boy. Seeing this, the boy stopped backing down and roared. Countless bright red ghost patterns suddenly appeared behind him. Except for the color, the ghost patterns were almost identical to Wei Feng's. Not to mention Wei Feng, even Jiang Xiangyun and Lu Liyu were stunned for a moment.
However, Jiang Gu did not hesitate at all. He slammed his hand on the ground, and the Refining God Array rose up. Wei Feng's Netherworld Bone flew up and floated up. Jiang Xiangyun immediately offered up his half of the Netherworld Bone as well. The two merged into one and floated above the Refining God Array, enveloping the boy. Yao Li made a hand seal and offered up a bamboo hat to block the divine power that was trying to surge in from the outside. Lu Liyu quickly made a hand seal and the Heavenly Net wove countless threads to make the space in the Refining God Array completely airtight.
The boy was temporarily bound and unable to move. His eyes were bloodshot, but he stared intently at Jiang Gu, shouting at the top of his lungs, "You want to kill me—"
Wei Feng felt a sudden pain in his chest, but he forcibly suppressed the surge of grief and indignation, gripped his Mo Dao tightly, and turned to look at Jiang Gu.
"I don't care who you are, hand over your heart, or I won't spare you." Jiang Gu's expression was cold, showing no mercy as the Fire Rope pierced straight through the boy's shoulder blade.
The boy let out a wail, tears streaming down his face, "I've searched for you for a thousand years..."
"Enough with the nonsense." Jiang Gu gripped the Crimson Snow Sword tightly, leaping into the air. Wei Feng forcibly suppressed his grief, gritting his teeth as he joined Jiang Gu in slashing at the remnant spirit of the young man, cursing, "You bastard! Impersonating my ghost mark is one thing, but you even dared to affect my sanity!"
The boy let out a sharp screech, and the red ghost patterns on his body surged out in a frenzy, cracking the magical artifacts and divine weapons above their heads. They even tried to entangle Jiang Gu. Wei Feng was furious, and countless dark ghost patterns surged out, intertwining with the red ghost patterns. They even tried to envelop Jiang Gu, but Jiang Gu slashed them away with his sword.
Jiang Gu twirled his sword, gathering divine power from the jade bracelet amidst the chaos, and used the force of the blow to slash at the hand holding the heart of the boy. At the same time, Jiang Xiangyun and Lu Liyu simultaneously stabbed at the heart of the remnant spirit from both the front and back. Yao Li slammed his palm down on the refining spirit array on the ground, and the entire array suddenly closed.
boom--
The entire temple shook violently. The boy's wrist snapped off, and Jiang Gu grabbed the heart in his hand. Through a cloud of blood mist, he met the boy's tearful eyes. He glanced at him coldly, turned around, and threw the heart into the ink jade bracelet. With a backhand thrust, he stabbed the boy's eyes with his sword.
Unexpectedly, the moment the sword tip touched his eyelashes, the boy's remnant spirit suddenly exploded into a cloud of red mist. The enormous impact slammed the group against the hard stone wall, leaving a deep crater. The shattered rocks stirred up dust everywhere, the formation was disrupted, and magical artifacts were scattered all over the ground.
For a moment, Jiang Gu experienced complete darkness before his eyes, and his ears rang. His primordial spirit and divine consciousness seemed to have entered some kind of void. He tried his best to calm his mind, forcing himself to regain his clarity, and opened his eyes to look for Wei Feng.
Wei Feng lay in a deep pit not far from him, covered in blood. A cloud of red mist condensed in front of him, and the boy stared at him with a venomous expression, coughing up blood as he said, "It's all because of you... that he doesn't recognize me... Once I replace you, he'll only be able to see me!"
The red ghostly patterns behind him suddenly exploded, rushing towards Wei Feng like countless sharp swords, but were blocked halfway by a jade bracelet. Wei Feng, lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance, suddenly opened his eyes. His primordial spirit broke through the puppet's shell and transformed into a ghost-faced, white-eyed dharma form. He opened his blood-red maw and swallowed the red remnant spirit whole. Not even feeling satisfied, he viciously chewed with his sharp, fine teeth, making a teeth-grinding sound of crushing bones. He grinned maliciously as he chewed, his white eyes sinister and ruthless, "You think you can replace me with a remnant spirit? Keep dreaming!"
Ghost Pattern sensed Jiang Gu's approaching presence, and he suddenly turned around, giving Jiang Gu a bright and obedient smile.
However, he still maintained his ghostly, white-faced appearance, a ferocious and terrifying monster with sharp, fine teeth, and blood-tinged red mist overflowing from his mouth. He didn't look docile at all.
When Lu Liyu finally woke up, she immediately felt like she was going to go blind and let out a wail as she covered her eyes.
Jiang Xiangyun hissed, and Yao Li beside him silently looked away.
"Master!" Wei Feng licked the blood from his lips with his long, thin tongue, grinning and boasting, "I ate him!"
"Don't eat just anything dirty." Jiang Gu frowned slightly.
"Oh." Wei Feng licked his lips, transformed back into human form, and crawled into his puppet shell. He touched the cracks on it with heartache, then looked at Jiang Gu with longing eyes.
"I'll get you a new one another day," Jiang Gu said.
Wei Feng finally felt relieved. With red eyes, he pitifully softened his voice and leaned closer to Jiang Gu, "Master, you didn't actually believe that ugly thing's nonsense, did you? If he knew you a thousand years ago, then I've known you for three thousand years."
"..." Jiang Gu gave him a cold look.
He looked even more pitiful and delicate than the young remnant spirit, but Jiang Gu found him much more pleasing to the eye. However, Wei Feng was still relentless and swayed weakly. Jiang Gu subconsciously supported his waist.
Wei Feng said pitifully, "Master, you definitely don't know him, right?"
"I don't know him." Jiang Gu glanced down at the blood on his waist. "Heal your wounds first."
Wei Feng chuckled and said, "It's nothing, I'm perfectly fine."
He could swallow ten more of these bastards!
Lu Liyu, standing nearby, looked pained. "Ancestor, that's a remnant spirit of a celestial being! Aren't you afraid of a backlash if you just swallow it like that? Besides, a remnant spirit of a celestial being! If you subdue and raise it, it's worth ten divine artifacts! You just swallowed it like that?"
Wei Feng's expression suddenly turned cold, and he stared at him with a sinister aura, "Why don't I just swallow you up now and go in with him?"
Lu Liyu was speechless, and turned to glare angrily at Jiang Xiangyun.
Jiang Xiangyun, who was recovering from his injuries, said with a smile, "I'm glad my nephew likes to eat it."
Lu Liyu rolled her eyes and dragged her broken body to a corner to heal her wounds, but she still couldn't help but consult a fortune teller.
Very bad omen.
He couldn't help but curse under his breath.
"Master, where's the heart?" Wei Feng asked Jiang Gu impatiently.
Jiang Gu did not take it out immediately. He felt that something was wrong and he was vaguely uneasy. Although he had no impression of the young remnant spirit, whether it was the eyes that were so similar to Wei Feng's, the red ghost pattern, or the crying nature and the pitiful appearance, he was afraid that they were all related to Wei Feng.
Wei Feng might be the reincarnation of this remnant spirit, or perhaps there's a deeper connection. Moreover, the artificial high walls in the Floating Spring Temple, the merman statue that shouldn't be there, and the ball are all highly suspicious. Their entry into this ancient temple is very likely a setup—it was Xiao Qingyan who brought them here, or perhaps it was Xiao Dan behind Xiao Qingyan.
What exactly is this person trying to do?
Jiang Gu grasped the black jade bracelet, the throbbing of the heart inside transmitting the vibrations to his palm. Wei Feng, standing beside him, looked at him with puzzlement, though he was impatient, he made no attempt to snatch it.
No matter what Xiao Dan wants to do, he can't let the other party lead him by the nose.
Wei Feng is his, unique, and he will not let Wei Feng become anyone else.
"Put the heart here with me first," Jiang Gu said coldly. "You should digest that remnant spirit completely first."
Wei Feng nodded obediently, took his hand off the black jade bracelet, but then, not being very well-behaved, he casually touched his hand and even curled up the corners of his mouth with a smug look.
"..." Jiang Gu lowered his eyes to heal his wounds, pretending not to see it.
Wei Feng also began to heal his injuries next to him, happily sinking his primordial spirit into his sea of consciousness, only to find that it was filled with red mist.
He frowned and tried to clear away the disturbing red mist by manipulating his ghostly runes, but the red mist suddenly dispersed and enveloped his primordial spirit, giving him no chance to resist.
Outside, Jiang Gu, who was meditating, immediately noticed that Wei Feng's primordial spirit imprint had disappeared. He immediately entered Wei Feng's sea of consciousness, but his vision was blocked by a thick red mist. The red mist even tried to wrap around him. Jiang Gu rarely got so angry. He threw out the Crimson Snow Sword and summoned most of his primordial spirit. He sent the Fire Rope flying into the red mist. Soon, the other end of the rope caught the red rope around Wei Feng's neck. Wei Feng coughed as he was strangled and suddenly woke up.
The next instant, Jiang Gu's golden primordial spirit enveloped him completely without warning, clearly separating him from the red mist.
"Master..." Amidst the churning, boiling red mist, Wei Feng tugged uncomfortably at the Fire Rope around his neck, wondering, "When did you tie it on me again?"
Jiang Gu didn't speak, only giving him a cold profile.
Wei Feng felt a sharp pain in his chest. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master, please leave quickly. This red mist is a bit eerie. I'll go myself—"
"Shut up." Jiang Gu held him tightly around the waist, and with his other hand he made a hand seal, and the sound of thunder could be faintly heard from outside the red mist.
Upon seeing this, the red mist trembled twice and instantly dissipated.
Jiang Gu landed steadily on the ground with Wei Feng's primordial spirit, but not in Wei Feng's sea of consciousness, but on the actual ground.
A gentle breeze carried a faint dampness to the air, and the distant sounds of people drifted in, reaching the ears of the master and his apprentice.
Not far away stands a magnificent and familiar city gate.
Wei Feng looked up and saw the three powerful characters above—
Jiaolong City.
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