Chapter 208 Life and Death Without Blame (Part 5)
A large fog surrounded them, and many figures gathered around, their features indistinct, whispering to Wei Feng. From his perspective, these people seemed like enormous creatures, radiating a pure and dazzling light.
The purest and most beautiful light emanating from him came from the red-clad boy with his back to him; it was an extremely pure and brilliant gold.
The music and voices mingled together, and Wei Feng felt a deep fear rising from the bottom of his heart. He instinctively wanted to run away along the ground, but something pinned him to the spot, making him unable to move.
“Little Immortal Lord, today is your 100th birthday. This little thing was probably attracted by the celestial music and wandered in by mistake. Although it is filthy and turbid, it has already developed intelligence, which is a blessing. Why not let it live and let it go?” A figure radiating blue light pleaded on his behalf.
The red-clad youth turned around. Although Wei Feng couldn't see his face clearly, he could clearly feel the shock and joy emanating from his heart. He had never seen such a handsome and noble immortal, even though this young immortal had just spoken of killing him.
The little immortal in red coldly said, "Throw it out."
Suddenly, the world spun around them, and the surrounding environment became cold and damp.
The wind howled and lightning flashed all around. Wei Feng was covered in mud and shivering, curling himself up into a ball. He was extremely tired but dared not fall asleep.
A snow-white shadow rushed towards it, and Wei Feng was instantly energized. He opened his mouth and bit the soft, snow-white little thing. He skillfully snapped its neck, drank its blood, and tore its annoying fur all over the place. A shocked and heartbroken voice rang out above his head: "Bai Xia!"
Wei Feng didn't know who Bai Xia was. He looked up blankly and saw a dazzling golden light. Under the golden light, the little immortal was wearing a gorgeous red robe with beautiful patterns embroidered in gold thread on the sleeves. The half of his wrist exposed under the sleeve was slender and fair. His long and powerful hand was frozen in mid-air, just like he wanted to snatch the corpse that Wei Feng was talking about, but he also disliked the blood and mud.
Wei Feng was terrified. He still remembered the scene when the little immortal lord ordered him to be killed from his high and mighty position. With great reluctance, he spat out the food that was about to be eaten and carefully used his head to push the plucked and gutted corpse to the little immortal lord's side.
The moment the white downy hairs, stained with mud and blood, touched his fingers, the little immortal lord abruptly withdrew his hand. His pleasant voice was filled with anger and accusation: "You bastard! Do you know what you've been eating?"
Wei Feng trembled twice in fright, hesitated and shook his head. The little immortal had sealed off his escape route with a magic array, so he had no choice but to bury himself in the mud and imitate the immortals' words: "Little immortal... calm down, calm down."
These were Wei Feng's first words, yet they were a plea for mercy, seemingly foreshadowing his fate.
The voice was extremely soft, like a child's, and the little immortal was taken aback. "How long have you been intelligent, you filthy creature?"
Wei Feng stared at him blankly, and after thinking hard for a long time, he stammered, "The flowers over there... have bloomed... six times."
The little immortal turned to look at the towering tree, and after a moment of silence, he spoke, "Considering that you are still young, I will spare you this time."
He turned and left, and the magic array was removed. Wei Feng huddled in the mud, trembling with fear. Only after the man had gone far away did he crawl into a crack in the rock. After a long time, he poked his head out from the crack to look, but the golden light had already disappeared.
The white-haired food was also taken away. Wei Feng patted his empty stomach, not expecting that the little immortal lord liked to eat such unpalatable hairy things.
The flowers on that big tree bloomed six or seven times. Ever since his food was stolen last time, Wei Feng hadn't dared to come out of the mud to hunt anymore. He could only eat some moss and grass leaves to fill his stomach every day. On this day, he was so hungry that he mustered up his courage and crawled out from the crack.
He waited anxiously for a long time, but no immortals came. Only then did he feel relieved and began to wander around the area. However, the surrounding environment was similar to that in the cave, with no living creatures. He hesitated for a long time before following his memory and boldly venturing into the immortals' territory.
He vaguely remembered that there was a lot of delicious food inside, and the last time he came in, he ate until his belly was round.
But this time he seems to have gotten lost.
After eating a small, bitter-tasting round fruit, he experienced severe stomach pain and became much slower. He was discovered by a fairy, and her scream immediately attracted a large crowd. These people were clad in armor and exuded a murderous aura. Wei Feng was so frightened that he ran around in a panic, surrounded by shouts of fighting and killing.
"It's there!"
"Be quiet, everyone. The little immortal is taking a nap."
"Withdraw the spell, use the net..."
"Tread lightly!"
"Quick, it ran over there, don't let it get near the bedchamber..."
The orbs of light emanating from these immortals were much fainter than the last time, but their numbers were vast. Wei Feng was terrified, but fortunately, his body was flexible and he could squeeze into any crevice. In the end, he escaped into a secluded palace where there was almost no one.
There are almost none, only one.
Wei Feng peeked out from the gap in the bed curtains. The bed was bathed in golden light, and the little immortal was sleeping properly and upright, wearing only his undergarments.
Wei Feng was in excruciating pain in his stomach and was trembling all over. The golden light looked warm and bright, radiating a cozy feeling. He really wanted to go over and take a bite, but his instincts told him that this short-tempered little immortal was dangerous.
A group of immortals had gathered outside the door at some unknown time. They were whispering anxiously, but dared not enter rashly.
Wei Feng was so frightened that his stomach hurt even more. The palace was surrounded by people, and it looked like a powerful immortal was about to enter. In desperation, he crawled into the little immortal's inner robe as if he were crawling through a mud pile.
The sleeping fairy was suddenly awakened and saw the dirty thing coming out of his collar. He was shocked and about to speak when Wei Feng covered his mouth.
With something black and sticky stuck in his mouth, Little Immortal's breathing quickened.
"Please... save me." Wei Feng spoke haltingly, trembling with fear. Little Immortal Lord was also trembling, though the latter was clearly furious.
Wei Feng was thrown aside without any mercy. He saw the little immortal lord frantically washing himself. His disheveled clothes revealed a large expanse of his chest, which was fair and clean and extremely handsome.
It looks delicious.
Wei Feng was hungry again, but his stomach was still aching terribly. He hid himself in the pile of bedding, trying to hold it in, but his stomach churned and he vomited up a dark fruit, still covered with the mud and grass he had eaten yesterday. Green saliva stuck to the sleeves of the little immortal lord's clothes that he had just washed.
Wei Feng trembled and said, "Little Immortal Lord, please calm down."
The little immortal lord was unable to calm down; he looked like he was about to kill someone.
Seeing this, Wei Feng had no choice but to endure the pain and swallow the fruit back.
Thunder roared and golden light blazed. The collapsed palace palace turned into dust. Just as Wei Feng was being torn apart by the vortex, he saw a pair of extremely beautiful eyes that were red with anger.
He was lifted up by a golden light and thrown eight thousand feet away.
High in the sky, he saw countless orbs of light, dressed in magnificent attire, surging toward the place where the Little Immortal Lord was, their scale even greater than that of the banquet that day.
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"Wei Feng? Wei Feng! Wake up!"
Wei Feng suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the ball of memory light in front of him with a terrified look.
Wu Tuo was startled and silently withdrew his claws. Looking guiltily at the claw marks on his cheek, he said, "Jiang Xiangyun said we were almost at the Tower of Life and Death, so I woke you up. Have you finished reading?"
Wei Feng seemed to have just come to his senses, and then slowly shook his head.
Wu Tuo breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously, "What memories do you have?"
Wei Feng remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, "It's nothing."
Utuo sensed something was off about his appearance. "Is...is something wrong?"
Wei Feng shook his head.
He only had time to read these two memories. Although he spent most of his time in fear and hunger, and he didn't seem to be an immortal in the upper realm, it didn't matter to him.
What bothered him was the little fairy in red from his memory.
His memories all revolved around this little immortal lord, clearly indicating that the other party was very important to him before he descended to the mortal realm, but the other party... should not be Jiang Gu.
Master had vaguely mentioned his status in the Upper Realm, suggesting a rather low position. Furthermore, Master preferred understated elegance and never wore red, let alone elaborate jewelry. This little immortal, however, clearly held a very high position and was deeply loved. He adored red, even filling his bedchamber with large swaths of it. Although Master's primordial spirit was also golden, it paled in comparison to this little immortal's. After all, Master had seen many other immortals radiate golden light… Moreover, Master was extremely composed; he had never seen Jiang Gu's eyes redden in all these years. Yet this little immortal—he almost cried from anger over a mere vomit ball in his bed, and then threw a tantrum, destroying the palace and throwing him so far away…
This person is arrogant, haughty, and has obsessive-compulsive disorder; he is worlds apart from Jiang Gu.
Wei Feng's mind was in complete chaos. He grabbed the spiritual energy ball that sealed the memories and threw it violently outside the flying boat.
Utuo was shocked. He kicked off with his hind legs and quickly snatched it back. "What are you doing?"
Wei Feng's expression was icy. "Master is right not to let me see. Those immortals in the upper realm are all despicable, arrogant and conceited people. Their past lives have nothing to do with me, so it's better not to see these memories."
He was even somewhat relieved that Wu Tuo had woken him up. If he had continued watching, and if he had become deeply entangled with this little red-clothed immortal, and remembered something else... Wei Feng simply couldn't imagine how Jiang Gu would react.
He absolutely would not allow himself to fall in love with anyone other than Jiang Gu.
His master was extremely intolerant of even the slightest imperfection, and he knew this all too well. If he had known that his son had been involved with someone before descending to the mortal realm, he probably would have killed him first and then that person.
Wei Feng scratched his head in frustration, "I shouldn't have been curious."
As soon as he finished speaking, the communication talisman on his earring lit up, and Wei Feng jumped. Jiang Gu's voice rang in his ear: "Have we arrived at the Tower of Life and Death?"
"Almost there." Wei Feng felt inexplicably guilty and subconsciously straightened his back, sitting up straight. "Master, how are things on your end?"
"It will take two more days to arrive." Jiang Gu's indifferent voice sounded somewhat unnatural.
"Oh, oh." Wei Feng clenched his fist. "Then Master, please be careful."
"Um."
The earring fell silent. If it weren't for the red light still shining, Wei Feng would have thought the communication talisman had been cut off. In the past, he would have been excited and rambling on to Jiang Gu, but now that he had just pulled himself out of his memories, he was so guilty that he couldn't utter a single word.
"What happened?" Jiang Gu keenly sensed that something was wrong.
"It's nothing." Wei Feng swallowed, his eyes slightly reddening. "Master, I miss you so much."
There was no sound coming from the earring for a long time before Jiang Gu finally spoke.
"knew."
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