Chapter 201 Misty Rain Pavilion (Twenty-Nine)
As his spirit returned to his body, Wei Feng suddenly opened his eyes. The ghostly markings were still wrapped around Jiang Gu. He choked on the water, which was quite pathetic, and then reached out to hug Jiang Gu's neck.
The distance was too close. Jiang Gu wanted to push the person away, but his gaze fell on the man's reddened ears, and he didn't move.
Wei Feng coughed several times, looked up at him with a pitiful expression, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, it hurts."
Of course he was in pain. His already patched-up primordial spirit was now in a terrible state, and his puppet-like body was covered in wounds. This bastard had had enough of his antics and had completely lost his previous arrogant and unreasonable temper. He shamelessly started to act coquettishly.
Jiang Gu grabbed his restless hand and stared at him with deep eyes, "If it hurts, then heal properly."
The sound of water was chaotic. He released Wei Feng and stood up from the pool. As he moved, his wet robes quickly dried. Wei Feng looked up at him, and the snow-white sleeve brushed against his nose. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed it. "Where are you going?"
He asked the question with trepidation, fearing that Jiang Gu would abandon him again.
Even though he understood that Jiang Gu had his own plans and wouldn't really just abandon him, he still couldn't suppress the panic and unease that welled up inside him.
“I’ll meditate here.” Jiang Gu glanced back at him and noticed that Wei Feng’s face was deathly pale, so he added, “I’m not leaving.”
Wei Feng slowly released his grip, staring intently at him until he saw the man sit down and begin to regulate his breathing. Only then did his tense muscles relax. Even so, a thin, long ghostly mark crept stealthily along the ground to Jiang Gu's front.
The thin line tentatively touched Jiang Gu's boots, and seeing that he didn't chase it away, it boldly slipped into the boots and wrapped itself around his ankle without any obstruction.
Only then did Wei Feng feel like healing his wounds.
His primordial spirit was originally shattered by Chu Guanshan and thrown into the tenth realm. Later, he forcibly stitched it up with ghost patterns. Now, his primordial spirit has scattered again. Jiang Gu forbade him to stitch it up with ghost patterns again, probably wanting the black jade bracelet to completely heal his primordial spirit. Now, he is calm, and his primordial spirit is enveloped by the black jade bracelet and no longer dissipates. The Yin Bone is also helping him absorb turbid energy. The wound is healing at an extremely slow speed. Jiang Gu has also explicitly forbidden the cultivation method that consumed his primordial spirit. Without a physical body, he can only use the method taught by Jiang Gu to cultivate the Six Desires Path at a snail's pace, which is simply torture for someone as impatient as him.
Ever since Jiang Gu found him, he's been restricted in his actions, with countless rules and regulations set by Jiang Gu, but Wei Feng has been happy to accept them.
His cultivation speed kept dropping, which made him anxious. So it's no wonder he kept trying to cultivate with Jiang Gu through spiritual communion—it not only greatly increased his cultivation speed, but also allowed him to merge intimately with his master, and finally nourished his almost withered Dao heart of the Six Desires. It was a perfect way to kill three birds with one stone.
He had absolutely no interest in those painstaking and diligent cultivation methods, nor did he have any pursuit of so-called ascension. He just wanted to eat his fill, drink his fill, sleep his fill, and keep pestering Jiang Gu every day, and that would make everyone happy.
Wei Feng lay on the rocks on the shore, his scarlet forked tongue licking his lips, still carrying Jiang Gu's scent. But he was still not satisfied. His dark, bright eyes were fixed on Jiang Gu, and his hand slowly disappeared into the pool.
In the rising mist, his breathing gradually became rapid, and wisps of breath filled the air. Reason warned Wei Feng that he should stop immediately, but he was as if he were bewitched, and even secretly hoped to be discovered by Jiang Gu.
After an unknown amount of time, noticing his disordered breathing, Jiang Gu finally stopped adjusting his breathing and then met a pair of eyes full of lust through the mist.
Those eyes were moist and clear, long eyelashes trembling slightly, the corners of their eyes drooping down to reveal a damp, obscure red. They met his gaze from afar with a mixture of infatuation and longing, her voice sticky and husky as she called out, "Jiang Gu..."
A strange smell suddenly intensified in the air. Wei Feng stared into his eyes for a moment, then sighed with satisfaction and gave Jiang Gu a smile that was almost provocative.
Jiang Gu was stunned for a moment before he realized what Wei Feng was doing. Although he had personally taught Wei Feng how to cultivate the Six Desires Path, cultivation was different from simple relief, especially since Wei Feng had called his name in front of him... His face was immediately covered with a thick layer of frost.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Gu's tone contained no question, only warning and dissatisfaction.
Wei Feng lay on the shore, his fair skin on his shoulders and neck flushed red from the steam in the pool. He had been shameless just moments before, but now that Jiang Gu had spoken, his face turned red, and he stammered, "If you don't communicate with me spiritually, I'll feel suffocated, I can't hold it in."
Jiang Gu frowned. "Why didn't you follow the method I taught you?"
Wei Feng looked away guiltily, "I forgot."
He was clearly lying. Jiang Gu looked at the pond water he had ruined and said coldly, "Wash the pond clean before you come up."
Wei Feng breathed a sigh of relief. This was hardly a punishment for him. What made him even more grateful was that Jiang Gu hadn't punished him. But then he thought about it and realized that his primordial spirit couldn't withstand any more torment. It was only natural that Jiang Gu hadn't taken any action.
He quickly finished cleaning the Heavenly Pool, and new water gushed out from the bottom of the pool. Wei Feng felt a little regretful, but he didn't dare to show it.
Seeing that he had the energy to deal with these things, Jiang Gu took him away from the cave and reunited with Jiang Xiangyun and the others.
Wei Feng followed Jiang Gu with a satisfied heart, but his originally pleasant mood plummeted when he saw this group of people—every single one of them had some kind of grudge against him, and he could easily eat them all alive.
Lu Liyu and he were sworn enemies. Jiang Xiangyun and Yao Li had tried to stop him from finding Jiang Gu. Lin Feibai and Hu Jingchen all had grudges against him. Wu Ren and Wu Yi were not good people just from their names. Xiao Qingyan was even worse; the fact that he could still breathe was the biggest provocation to Wei Feng.
Jiang Gu turned his head and glanced at him.
Wei Feng smiled obediently at him, looking completely harmless.
"Seventh Brother, how is Nephew Wei feeling?" Jiang Xiangyun asked politely.
"He's fine now." Jiang Gu didn't even turn his head. As Wei Feng walked past him, he reached out and grabbed his arm.
Lu Liyu, who had just deliberately provoked Wei Feng, crossed his arms and chuckled, "Nephew, look how brotherly your master and my wife are. Why don't we turn hostility into friendship?"
"I'll f*** your grandpa." Wei Feng sneered, his body radiating murderous intent.
Lu Liyu wanted to tease him further, but Jiang Xiangyun's glare froze her in place, and she pouted in boredom.
“Apart from Lu Liyu, we encountered these people while fleeing for our lives and just helped them out.” Jiang Xiangyun made a soundproof shield and explained the origins of Wu Ren, Lin Feibai, and the others to him. He didn’t mind that Jiang Gu always kept Wei Feng by his side and continued, “They are all on the Eight Pavilions’ wanted list now, and they all have the Eight Pavilions’ life-and-death contracts. The tenth level can help them break the contracts. If we use this as a condition, these people will be a great help to us.”
"Us?" Jiang Gu looked at him with an ambiguous expression.
“Of course.” Jiang Xiangyun glanced at Wei Feng beside him. “Seventh brother, even if the Jiang family’s Heavenly Secret Box is destroyed, as a Jade Rank cultivator, you will still find it difficult to walk in Wangyue with the Tribulation Jade. You should understand better than me that returning to Pingze is not realistic for us right now. Pingze is not as good as Wangyue in terms of spiritual energy or resources. Going back would be tantamount to courting death.”
Wei Feng, who was standing next to him, glared at Jiang Xiangyun with a fierce look after hearing this, but Jiang Gu pinched his arm lightly and made him behave.
"Like an ant trying to shake a tree," Jiang Gu said.
"Isn't Seventh Brother's forte the ability to overcome strength with the weak, like an ant trying to shake a tree?" Jiang Xiangyun said, "The Jiang family's development in Pingze is too rapid now, and they've become too big to be true. Once Xiao Dan comes to his senses, he might not leave the Jiang family any way out. The people from Wangyue who dare to deceive the heavens and pave the way to the Jade Palace are just like ants trying to shake a tree. So the Jiang family might as well come to Wangyue to find a way out. Seventh Brother, at least under my command, the Jiang family won't dare to dream of reaching the heavens. If you cooperate with me, we can both find a way to survive."
He was merely the eldest son of the Jiang family, not yet the head of the family, yet he dared to say such things. In anyone's eyes, Jiang Xiangyun's plan was nothing but a pipe dream.
But now, neither he nor Jiang Gu had a better choice. Rather than hiding, they might as well fight to the death.
They talked for a long time inside the barrier.
Wei Feng was getting dizzy listening to all this. He had no interest in these things at all. In comparison, he was more attracted to the hand that Jiang Gu had been holding onto his arm. While Jiang Gu was talking about serious matters, he secretly touched it several times and was not thrown out. So he became more and more indulgent, grabbing the hand and playing with it in Jiang Gu's wide sleeve. Finally, he was so bored that he simply crawled into the black jade bracelet and went to sleep, hanging it on Jiang Gu's wrist.
Jiang Xiangyun saw every single one of these little actions, and he was amazed. If Jiang Gu hadn't continued to show him no mercy, he would have almost suspected that the other person had been possessed.
“Seventh Brother, although I know Wei Feng is important to you, and it shouldn’t be me saying this, having him by your side is ultimately a hidden danger.” Jiang Xiangyun said solemnly, “Have you forgotten Princess Lingjing and Song Sui? The more she cared about Song Sui, the more Wang Yue could restrain her. In the end, she was willing to die to protect Song Sui… Seventh Brother, you are not a sentimental person.”
Jiang Gu was the most steadfast Daoist among all the ruthless Daoist cultivators he had ever seen. Although cultivating the ruthless Dao did not necessarily mean severing all emotions and love and being untouched by the mortal world, there were many ruthless Daoist cultivators with Daoist partners. However, there was still a fundamental difference between being tainted by love and being truly sincere. If Jiang Gu really fell in love with Wei Feng, then the cooperation they had agreed upon would be greatly compromised, and Jiang Xiangyun would have to re-examine the relationship of interests between them.
“Keeping him around won’t have any impact,” Jiang Gu said calmly. “He has already received enlightenment from his master.”
Jiang Xiangyun was taken aback. "Master-disciple enlightenment? Wei Feng?"
Jiang Gu nodded.
Jiang Xiangyun's gaze towards him instantly changed, even carrying a hint of envy. The chance of encountering a disciple who could attain enlightenment through mentorship was practically comparable to ascending to heaven. If he could take on a disciple who could attain enlightenment through mentorship, he would not only be close to him, but he would even be willing to call him "father." He would cherish and protect such a person. No wonder Jiang Gu treasured Wei Feng so much.
But unfortunately, Wei Feng still managed to steal the jade, which is quite a pity.
He hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed helplessly, "Since that's the case, let's just take it one step at a time."
Jiang Gu naturally wouldn't take things one step at a time.
For him, Wei Feng was more than just a disciple. From the beginning, when he approached Wei Feng with ulterior motives, they went through many things together. Later, after losing him and finding him again, he kept him by his side. Jiang Gu could hardly explain how important Wei Feng was to him, but there was no doubt that he wanted to keep Wei Feng by his side, including until his eventual ascension.
Jiang Gu only cares about the result, not the process. The ruthless path must not be shaken, so he will not leave himself any room for maneuver. Whether he is strict or lenient, it is better to guide than to block. As long as he is not tempted, things will not get out of control. No matter how Wei Feng causes trouble, he will always be under his control.
As he pondered his next move, Wei Feng emerged from the jade bracelet, yawning lazily and stretching. He looked at him with bright eyes under the shade of the tree and asked, "Master, are you finished talking?"
"Hmm." Jiang Gu rubbed his fingertips, creating a hidden barrier around him.
He didn't want anyone else to see Wei Feng like this.
Wei Feng must have run into the mansion inside the jade bracelet. There were still pillow marks on his fair cheeks, and the gold pendant on his forehead was a little crooked. Jiang Gu raised his hand to straighten him and then straightened his messy hair. Wei Feng smiled and held his hand, rubbing his cheek against his palm, and said obediently, "Master, I won't lose my temper anymore. Please don't be angry with me, and please don't leave me again, okay?"
Jiang Gu's lips were cold and hard. He intended to give the man a good scolding, but looking into Wei Feng's beautiful eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he heard himself speak without any hesitation.
"good."
Wei Feng is prone to crying, afraid of the dark and pain, timid yet fiercely independent, terrified of being alone, and usually just a bit clingy and affectionate. Even his affections are excessively intense and direct. The Six Desires Path is inherently difficult to cultivate, yet he has managed to endure until now, which is already extremely remarkable. If he were to be further troubled, this wicked creature would truly cry himself to pieces.
Jiang Gu knew he was making excuses for Wei Feng, but he didn't care whether it was right or wrong.
Wei Feng has suffered too much. If you want to like him, then like him. Anyway, he will protect you. He will shield you from the hardships outside. You don't need to worry about the tribulations and tribulations of the Jade Steps or the Ascension Tribulation.
Perhaps because he agreed too readily, Wei Feng felt uneasy. He lowered his eyes and tentatively reached out to hug Jiang Gu. He was neither stopped nor dodged.
Jiang Gu let him hug her and put her arm around his waist.
Wei Feng raised his head and looked at Jiang Gu with unease.
"Once you reach the Dao Ancestor Realm, we will become Daoist partners," Jiang Gu promised him indifferently.
It was as if a thunderclap had exploded in his ears. Wei Feng's mind went blank and his ears rang. His lips trembled slightly as he stared at Jiang Gu in disbelief, his hands gripping Jiang Gu's shoulders tightly. After a long while, he finally managed to utter a hoarse voice: "Master... is it really true?"
"I swear to the heavens," Jiang Gu said earnestly.
Wei Feng's eyes instantly filled with tears. He forced a smile, his breathing becoming rapid and disordered. He nodded vigorously, as if afraid that Jiang Gu would change his mind and he would be unable to say another word. He used all his strength to hug Jiang Gu tightly in his arms.
His body temperature was burning hot, and he was incredibly strong. His body trembled from excessive excitement. Jiang Gu could hear the rapid beating of his heart in his chest. The fabric on his shoulders was damp with warmth. Wei Feng suppressed a sob but swallowed it back down, and then trembled even more violently.
Jiang Gu patted his back reassuringly, "Don't cry."
Wei Feng took a deep breath, trying his best to calm himself down. He looked up, his face streaked with tears. He wiped his eyes haphazardly and grinned at Jiang Gu with a small, humble smile. "Master, I will never cry again."
Jiang Gu looked at Wei Feng, his heart completely unmoved. He almost harshly suppressed the slight upturn of his lips caused by Wei Feng's reckless words, and finally revealed his true intention: "Cultivate well."
Wei Feng nodded almost reverently, suppressing the questions that were nagging at him.
He trusted Jiang Gu so much, and firmly believed in every promise Jiang Gu made. He looked at his master with his clean and clear eyes, which were filled with admiration and love. He was so happy that he felt like he was melting. He was even a little scared, afraid that his joy would turn into sorrow.
In his short life of just over twenty years, he finally received a stroke of divine favor.
Wei Feng nervously pursed his lips and slowly approached Jiang Gu, wanting to kiss him but not daring to. The next moment, he was pulled into an embrace from behind, a cool hand covering the back of his neck, and a soft warmth between his lips. The faint smell of blood enveloped him completely. Wei Feng froze on the spot. He could even hear the clear sound of the wind in the treetops above and the heavy rustling of fallen leaves under his feet. Even his palms were sweating from the sunlight.
It was just a fleeting kiss.
Jiang Gu's breath brushed against his lips. He slowly wiped away a trace of water with his hand, his gaze fixed on him intently. "Wei Linming, do you believe me now?"
The person in front of me is still high and mighty, yet completely different. It is no longer a master looking at a disciple, but a kind of aggressive scrutiny, with a desire to possess and mark.
The moment their eyes met, Wei Feng suddenly felt that even if he were to be reduced to ashes, it would all be worth it.
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