Chapter 191 Misty Rain Pavilion (19)
"Master, you go first, I'll hold them off!" Wei Feng was itching to transform into black mist, but Jiang Gu's blood-soaked hand pressed down on his wrist.
Half of his arm was just bone, and the sharp finger bones pierced Wei Feng's wrist, causing a dull ache. The sticky blood on it was indistinguishable as to whose it was.
Jiang Gu's essence and blood were exhausted, and his spiritual power was depleted. He could no longer feel the pain in his primordial spirit and body. The black jade bracelet was frantically repairing his severely damaged primordial spirit. A thick stench of blood permeated the world. The beating of Wei Feng's heart in his chest was deafening. The connection between the heart and the temple had been completely severed. The ugly old man seemed to be laughing and saying something, his tone full of mockery and determination.
Water and blood mixed together and dripped from his eyelashes, stinging his eyes and making them dry and painful. Jiang Gu blinked hard and heard his own rough breathing.
He would never abandon Wei Feng again.
He wanted to take Wei Feng out completely intact.
A golden Dharma form pierced through the void, the Crimson Snow Sword was drawn with a chilling aura, and the restrictions on Wei Feng's body were also lifted. He transformed into his true form, a ferocious and savage Dharma form, and several Dharma forms that blocked their way suddenly rose up.
The winds and clouds surged between heaven and earth, and the earth shook, startling countless birds and beasts. The explosions of battle were deafening, and more and more cultivators from the Eight Pavilions rushed over here.
Jiang Gu was clearly exhausted, and his Dharma form was showing signs of collapsing. Wei Feng was anxious, but his cultivation was really no match for these people. Moreover, their moves were obviously designed specifically for Wei Feng. After hundreds of moves, he gradually began to lose ground.
There must be a way to escape, think of one quickly.
Jiang Gu was barely clinging to life. Wei Feng had just managed to withstand a sword thrust aimed at Jiang Gu's Dharma Image, but when he tried to help Jiang Gu up, he suddenly realized he had nothing. "Master!"
Jiang Gu fell from the sky, and Wei Feng transformed into mist, using all his strength to pull Jiang Gu into his own Dharma form before anyone else could.
"Give up, you're at your last gasp, you can't escape!" Old Master Nie sneered.
Wei Feng stared fiercely at the numerous Dharma images that were constantly surrounding him, his mind a jumble of thoughts.
I can't be by your side every single moment.
'I won't be there to save you every time.'
Think of a solution quickly! Master is so smart, he must have already foreseen the current situation, he just didn't have time to tell him how to deal with it. There must be a way!
"The Shadow-Shifting Array is used to break suppression arrays. It requires a primordial spirit and physical body similar to the object being suppressed, supplemented by 362 teleportation spells. If the suppression array uses the key to the suppressed object as its core, the object should be temporarily moved into the substitute's body, and then removed and replaced with a similar object the instant the array is exited."
Jiang Gu's voice had exploded in his ears like thunder. These people weren't like the suppressing array in the temple, but their purpose was the same. The Shadow-Shifting Array was something his master had just taught him, and Jiang Gu would never do anything unnecessary in a life-or-death situation.
He began to quickly set up the formation, just like Jiang Gu. He became surprisingly calm. Since his master had entrusted his life to him, he must have thought that he could do it. He absolutely could not let his master down!
Hundreds of arrays were instantly forged into shape, and the Dharma images also formed a suppression array. At the same time, they leaped up and drew in spiritual power, and the suppression array pressed down on him and Jiang Gu in an overwhelming manner.
Old Master Nie slowly narrowed his eyes, looking at the hideous and terrifying monster suppressed within the formation and the person in his arms.
"Old Master Nie, it's done!" someone exclaimed excitedly.
Elder Nie slowly walked towards the formation, raised his hand to test it with his spiritual power, and his expression changed drastically. "The person has already escaped! Chase after them!"
“But this is clearly—” Some people refused to believe it and explored again, only to find that the formation contained a mass of severed ghost patterns that enveloped the abandoned part of the primordial spirit, and what they were holding was just a wooden puppet shell!
"We were actually fooled by a mere brat!" one of the cultivators cursed angrily.
A group of experienced cultivators, having been tricked, were immediately enraged and began to hunt down Jiang Gu and Wei Feng with all their might. The area within tens of thousands of miles centered on the ruins of the Floating Spring Temple was instantly sealed off.
——
Wei Feng didn't know how long he had been fleeing with Jiang Gu, but he finally collapsed from exhaustion and fell from the sky.
He slammed heavily to the ground, his vision went black for a moment, but he forced himself to stay awake and helped Jiang Gu up from his arms to check on him.
Jiang Gu's white clothes were stained red, and in some places they were sunken in, leaving only bones. His face was covered in blood and dust, and his hair was scattered messily around his cheeks. His breathing was so weak that it was almost inaudible. Wei Feng had never seen his master in such a disheveled state, and his nose tingled, almost bringing tears to his eyes.
"Master..." he called out softly, his voice trembling with tears. He had cut off most of the ghost markings and a piece of his primordial spirit from his heart, and his spiritual power was exhausted. He couldn't even use the most basic water-drawing spell. He could only clench his sleeves and carefully wipe the blood and dust off Jiang Gu's face. He then clumsily combed Jiang Gu's hair, found some pills and hemostatic talismans, and awkwardly tried to stop the bleeding for Jiang Gu. He also wanted to feed him some pills.
Although Jiang Gu's basic protective formation had failed, he still kept his lips tightly closed, and the pill could not be fed to him for a long time.
Wei Feng had no choice but to put the pill in his mouth and lean forward to transfer it to Jiang Gu. However, just as he was about to touch Jiang Gu, the unconscious man suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his neck.
The finger bone pierced the delicate flesh, and Wei Feng dared not move, looking at him with red eyes. After a long while, Jiang Gu's unfocused gaze slowly focused, and he recognized him, "...Wei Feng?"
Wei Feng's tears fell instantly. Jiang Gu removed his hand and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings. "You escaped?"
"Yes, use the Shadow-Changing Formation that Master taught us." Wei Feng wiped away his tears, poured out another pill, and handed it to Jiang Gu's lips, saying in a hoarse voice, "Master."
Jiang Gu didn't even look at what kind of pills they were, and swallowed them all. His depleted dantian still couldn't accumulate any spiritual power, but he could vaguely feel some pain.
“The people from the Eight Pavilions will definitely seal off this area to search for people. They will simply use their divine sense and magic weapons.” Jiang Gu’s voice was very low and even a little unsteady. “Now that our dantian is depleted and our spiritual power is completely gone, it’s actually a good thing. There’s no need to be afraid.”
He patiently comforted Wei Feng, because the guy was trembling all over while hugging him. It might be because the pain of cutting the ghost mark and primordial spirit was too great, or because he was afraid... or maybe he was just a little out of his mind.
He first ripped out his heart, then used his essence and the primordial spirit in his heart as a catalyst to forcibly use the Severing Spell. His body had reached its limit. If he weren't a so-called Jade Rank cultivator, he probably wouldn't even have a breath left, and his mind would be clouded.
Jiang Gu barely suppressed his inner irritation. He utterly loathed situations he couldn't control, especially now that he had to exert all his strength even to move. Although he had anticipated this situation, he still disliked it when it actually happened.
“We can’t use any magical artifacts right now. Let’s find a safe place and put concealment talismans around it. These talismans don’t require spiritual power; they can be activated with the juice of the most common red fruit found in the mountains.” Jiang Gu’s eyelids grew heavier and heavier. He looked at Wei Feng, who was still crying, with a headache and said in a hoarse voice, “If you cry again, get out of here!”
Wei Feng shoved two more pills into his mouth, his hands trembling violently. "When you used that Severing Lineage Curse before, did you sacrifice three thousand years of your lifespan?"
Jiang Gu was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes with difficulty, which were about to close, and said incredulously, "You actually just... realized what you were thinking when I was teaching you just now?"
He was on his last breath and was about to be driven to death by Wei Feng. Such a precious opportunity to comprehend the incantation, and he only just realized the key point now. He is simply a fool that is hard to find anywhere else in the world!
Seeing that he was angry and his breathing was unsteady, Wei Feng quickly patted his chest, "Master, don't be angry, I... I remember everything, I just..."
He stared intently at Jiang Gu with red eyes and whispered, "I'm just not worth this."
Even though Jiang Gu had reached the True Immortal Realm, his lifespan was only three thousand three hundred years. Yet, he sacrificed three thousand years of his lifespan for me. I was merely a tribulation jade that hindered his ascension. He didn't need to pay such a high price at all...
Jiang Gu stared at him coldly, his voice deep and hoarse, "I'm only doing this for myself, so don't flatter yourself."
If Wei Feng is suppressed in the Floating Spring Temple, even if he comes out alive, he will only be controlled by the scum of the Misty Rain Terrace. He would never hand over his weaknesses to others and try to control his fate. That's wishful thinking.
Wei Feng did not back down despite being scolded. In fact, a secret joy rose in his eyes, hidden beneath his tears. He said stubbornly, "You did this for me, Master. You really do care about me."
Jiang Gu looked at him with a headache, "Can't you use your brain?"
"I moved," Wei Feng said aggrievedly. "I even led you to escape from the pursuit of so many Dharma Forms."
"I thought you would at least retain some of your ghostly markings and spiritual power." Jiang Gu's head ached even more as he watched him argue logically.
Wei Feng looked even more aggrieved. "I didn't think that much about it. I just remembered you saying to hurry."
"..." Jiang Gu felt annoyed just looking at him, so she closed her eyes.
"Master? Master!" Wei Feng shook his shoulders in a panic.
Jiang Gu opened his eyes with difficulty, "I'm not dead."
Wei Feng breathed a sigh of relief and hugged him. "I'll go find a place to hide right now."
Seeing that he placed his arm on the back of his knee, Jiang Gu's face turned cold. "Just put me in the spirit pet pouch."
“But we don’t have any more spirit pet pouches.” Wei Feng glanced at him without changing his expression, then picked him up in his arms.
Jiang Gu saw through his lie at a glance and warned in a deep voice, "Wei Linming."
Wei Feng deliberately hugged him tighter, and said confidently, "The spirit pet pouch is dark, small, and terrifying. Moreover, without someone opening it from the outside, the person inside can't get out at all. Even if you believe I won't imprison you inside, what if I'm accidentally killed or suppressed? Wouldn't you be trapped inside for the rest of your life?"
Jiang Gu didn't believe a word of his nonsense and reached for the spirit pet pouch.
“Master, I’ve lost my magic power, and I’m afraid to walk alone.” Wei Feng lowered his head, and warm tears fell onto Jiang Gu’s chin. He paused and then said, “Master, please have pity on me.”
"..." Jiang Gu closed his eyes wearily, too lazy to waste words with him.
"Master, don't sleep."
"Master, please talk to me, I'm scared."
Leaves fluttered down as Wei Feng carried Jiang Gu with difficulty, the leaves concealing the long trail of blood behind them.
"Master, open your eyes and look at me," Wei Feng was still calling out to him.
Jiang Gu opened his eyes with difficulty. His eyelids, wet with blood, felt heavy. There seemed to be a bloody shadow in front of him, and his vision was hazy. But he could see a large number of branches and leaves slowly passing overhead. Warm sunlight shone through the gaps, and the dappled light illuminated Wei Feng's disheveled and dirty face.
As the intense pain in his soul and body gradually became apparent, he frowned slightly, vaguely thinking in his confusion that he could move so slowly without using magic.
When Wei Feng saw him open his eyes, he smiled at him with his face covered in blood, revealing two small tiger teeth, and his golden earrings and forehead ornaments swayed gently in the light.
"Master."
Jiang Gu heard his heart skip a beat in his chest.
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