Chapter 21 Yanghua Cloud Sea (Part 8)
The talisman on Jiang Gu's jade pendant kept flashing. Wu Tuo was attracted by the red light and raised its paw to try to touch the jade pendant at Jiang Gu's waist.
Then Jiang Gu grabbed him by the back of the neck and threw him away without any mercy.
A small, round, transparent luminous pearl fell out of his sleeve as he moved, rolling twice on the ground.
Wu Tuo tilted his head, leaned in and sniffed, "Master, did you make Wei Feng cry again?"
Jiang Gu frowned slightly, having no recollection of the bead. Perhaps it had accidentally fallen into his sleeve after Wei Feng fell off his sword and cried.
Remembering Wei Feng's tendency to burst into tears at the drop of a hat, his expression turned even colder.
Seeing Jiang Gu remain silent, Wu Tuo assumed he had finally had a change of heart and said with relief, "He's still just a child."
Wei Feng had spoken up for him and saved his life, so Wu Tuo was very grateful to him. Naturally, he wanted to repay the kindness and would speak well of him to Jiang Gu, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
At least it can save the child from suffering.
Jiang Gu glanced at the small luminous pearl on the ground, then used his spiritual power to shield the constantly flashing communication talisman on the jade pendant. "From now on, you will follow Wei Feng."
Wu Tuo, who was playing with the luminous pearl with his paws, was stunned and looked at Jiang Gu in disbelief. "Master, you don't want me anymore!?"
"It would be more appropriate for you and Wei Feng to form a master-servant contract," Jiang Gu said. "I will not keep a disloyal spirit pet by my side."
"No, Master, I just... I just thought that Wei Feng is your future Daoist partner after all—" Wu Tuo looked up at his cold gaze, drooped his tail, and whispered, "Master, I was wrong."
During this time, it was the only spirit pet that stayed by Jiang Gu's side. Without competition, it became dull and lazy, thinking that it was different from Jiang Gu as a spirit pet, but it forgot Jiang Gu's most basic requirements for a spirit pet.
Those who belong to him must be absolutely obedient and loyal. If Jiang Gu is dissatisfied, he will abandon them without hesitation, even if he has spent a lot of effort cultivating them in the early stages.
From the moment Wu Tuo tacitly agreed to let Wei Feng plead for his life, it was destined that he would be abandoned.
The only reason Wu Tuo kept it until now was because he still had a use for it. Wu Tuo finally remembered his judgment of Jiang Gu when they first met—this was a monster without feelings.
More than ten years of companionship and sharing life and death were nothing more than this to him.
Jiang Gu put two fingers together and drew a circular magic circle on the ground. The Vermilion Bird God Mark in the center of Wu Tuo's forehead also faintly glowed in response. After a moment, the mark on its forehead disappeared.
“The master-servant contract has been dissolved,” Jiang Gu said. “I will seal away all your memories related to me.”
Utuo's fluffy little paws twitched helplessly for a moment, then it mustered its courage and looked up at Jiang Gu, "Master, before sealing my memories... could you hug me?"
Jiang Gu was its first master, and it naturally poured all its love and enthusiasm into him. However, Jiang Gu raised too many spirit pets, and many of them died. It could only work hard to cultivate and improve itself in order to increase the time it could spend with Jiang Gu. However, most of the time they were fighting and killing each other, and Jiang Gu never hugged his spirit pet like an ordinary cultivator.
Even Wutuo, his most capable spirit pet, could only touch the hem of his clothes with its paw.
It couldn't help but feel envious when it saw other people's pets being held in their owners' arms or perched on their owners' shoulders.
“There’s no need.” Jiang Gu remained as ruthless as ever.
With a flash of spiritual energy, the fiery red kitten floated in mid-air. The talisman sealing its memories was injected into its brow, and it vanished into the magic circle in the next instant.
The small luminous pearl that Wu Tuo hadn't had time to hide was also crushed into powder by the residual light of the magic array.
The jade pendant at his waist broke through the spiritual energy shield and flashed again. Jiang Gu looked at it for a moment and then activated the communication talisman.
——
This was the first time Wei Feng had ever experienced what it felt like to fall asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
Exhausted, he hurriedly swallowed a few fasting pills and, without even taking off his clothes, fell into a dark dream.
In his dream, he seemed to have become seven years old again. He held his little flying sword and watched with great interest as the elders showed them how to fly on the sword. He clapped and cheered excitedly with the group of young disciples.
At first, the junior disciples were very nervous when they started flying on their swords. They were unsteady and it was normal for them to fall. If they fell a little lower, the elders wouldn't care, but if they fell too high, they would be caught. So, no one was afraid.
When it was his turn, he excitedly flew very high, but a gust of wind blew him straight down, and he cried out in fear, "Master!"
Just before he crashed into the sharp rock, Jiang Gu suddenly appeared, pulled him into his arms, and helped him back onto the flying sword. He gently stroked his head and said, "I'm here so you won't die from the fall."
So Wei Feng was no longer afraid. In his dream, the mountains and clouds of Yanghua Sect became even more expansive. He flew over every mountain, forest and lake in the sect, feeling the wind blowing freely and joyfully.
"Master..."
Jiang Gu looked at Wei Feng, who was hugging a pillow and grinning foolishly, and with a slight movement of his spiritual energy, poured a basin of ice water directly onto Wei Feng.
"Ahhh—" Wei Feng jumped up from the bed with a start, frantically tearing open his clothes and spilling out the ice cubes inside.
"Half an incense stick's worth," Jiang Gu said.
Wei Feng was still not fully awake from his dream, his mouth agape and eyes wide, the red marks on his face still fresh from sleeping. "W-what half an incense stick?"
“You can run for half an incense stick’s time,” Jiang Gu said unhurriedly. “If I catch you, I’ll make sure you have two symmetrical holes in your shoulders.”
Wei Feng glared at him for a long time, then grabbed the flying sword from beside his pillow and dashed out, cursing as he ran: "Why are you here again, you perverted bastard!"
That abnormal, deep, hoarse voice seemed to be right next to his neck, "The Fire-Separating Pill seems to be a bit too big."
Wei Feng was startled. Remembering the incantation his master had taught him, he scrambled onto the flying sword. Perhaps because he was really escaping for his life, his speed was much faster than during the day, and he almost flew out as a streak of light.
Jiang Gu patiently waited for half an incense stick's time before suppressing his cultivation to the first level of Qi Refining, and then slowly chased after them.
Wei Feng had exhausted a lot of spiritual energy flying too fast. He was panting heavily as he scanned the Yanghua Sect in the night. If he kept running, he would definitely be caught by that old pervert. He had to find a place to hide.
"Array formation...where is there an array formation?" He vaguely remembered that an elder had mentioned it in class, but he was reading a storybook at the time, so now that he was running for his life, he couldn't remember where it was at all.
In the brief moment of his hesitation, Jiang Gu caught up from behind, a sharp sword light grazing his earlobe. After dodging the attack, Wei Feng hurriedly bent over and flipped backward, his long fingernails blocking another sword, but his hair ribbon was still severed, and the sword tip shattered the flying sword beneath his feet with a "clang".
Wei Feng knew something was wrong, and then his footing gave way, and he plummeted straight down.
In desperation, he summoned a dragon silk more than a person tall, which wrapped around the old pervert's ankle. The dragon silk was tough and difficult to cut, so Jiang Gu simply ignored it and thrust his long sword directly at Wei Feng.
Thump—
It was that familiar sound of water splashing again.
At the same time, a sharp pain shot through his right shoulder, and his spine seemed to shatter as well. Wei Feng's vision went black for a moment, and when he regained consciousness, he saw his long, silver-blue hair floating in the water, and the old pervert kneeling on top of him, his sword indeed piercing through his shoulder, pinning him to the bottom of the Cloud Pool.
"Useless." Jiang Gu said coldly, "We're both at the first level of Qi Refining, yet you can't even last half a move against me."
Blood gushed from Wei Feng's mouth. He gasped for breath, glaring at Jiang Gu with anger and hatred, and gritted his teeth, saying, "I...I'm not a piece of trash..."
Today, his master praised him for learning quickly! He's already learned how to fly on a sword!!!
The clear water of Yunchi swirled around his blood-stained hair. The pervert chuckled upon hearing this, grabbed his chin, and pressed it against his left fang. "I'll count to three. If you can't figure out a way to escape, I'll break this tooth of yours too."
Wei Feng instinctively bared his teeth at him, his eyes bloodshot with fear and anger.
"one."
"two."
"three."
Jiang Gu didn't give him much time. After counting to three, he suddenly tightened his thumb against Wei Feng's lips. However, before he could break it, Wei Feng suddenly roared, grabbed his arm, and jumped up, letting the sword pass through his shoulder. A sharp set of teeth bit down hard on his throat.
The merman was incredibly fast when he attacked. Jiang Gu's cultivation was suppressed to the first level of Qi Refining, which was limited by the water flow, so he was a little slow. He only managed to dodge, but the merman still managed to bite his neck.
Enraged, the little mermaid's eyes turned bloodshot. It bit down and refused to let go, as if it wanted to tear his neck apart. Jiang Gu suddenly flipped the sword in his hand, and the wound on Wei Feng's shoulder was instantly torn apart with blood and flesh. He let out a painful howl and loosened his grip.
Jiang Guyi slammed him to the ground with his elbow, pulled out his sword, covered his still-bleeding neck, and looked at Wei Feng with a darker gaze.
Wei Feng swung his mermaid tail and retreated a bit, his face mostly covered in blood, yet he grinned arrogantly at him.
Jiang Gu threw down the sword in his hand, walked step by step to him, and stared down at him.
Wei Feng was terrified by his gaze, and the scales on his body instantly burst open. He tried to back away, but Jiang Gu knelt down and pressed his hand on his injured shoulder.
For a fleeting moment, Wei Feng's brain seemed to be filled with water, and he thought that the man was taking pity on him and wanted to heal his injuries.
But the pain of broken bones cruelly shattered his illusions. This pervert had actually snapped his shoulder. Wei Feng struggled violently in pain, but the perpetrator held his head down and pulled him into his arms, rendering him unable to move.
Jiang Gu originally intended to reshape all of Wei Feng's broken bones tonight, but Wei Feng's reaction was too great, breaking many of the scales on his tail. Fearing that Wei Feng would be unable to cultivate tomorrow, he only reshaped the broken bones in his shoulder. Remembering that this guy was lively and active, he covered the reattached bones with a layer of spiritual power to prevent them from cracking again before they healed.
Wei Feng was completely exhausted. He bit down hard on Jiang Gu's clothes, his teeth drawing blood. "I...I'll...kill you sooner or later..."
Jiang Gu completely disregarded his threat. After fixing the broken bones, he threw the man on the ground and said, "I'll come again tomorrow night."
After saying that, Wei Feng rolled up his long sleeves and returned to his room.
He was in excruciating pain all over his body, and the bloody hole on his shoulder was gruesome and terrifying. Wei Feng fumbled for the bottle of pills that his master had given him before.
He looked at the small bottle, wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, hesitated for a long time, and then carefully put it back in his heart.
Finally, he grabbed a few hemostatic talismans from his storage bag, stuck them on the wound, and fell into a deep sleep.
Qingping Peak.
In the simple cave dwelling, Jiang Gu stared expressionlessly at the extra water mirror, in which a blurry human figure appeared, laughing out loud upon seeing him.
"Hey, where are you cultivating in the middle of nowhere again? What happened to your neck? A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator shouldn't be so pathetic as to get bitten on the neck by a dog, hahahahaha!"
The arrogant laughter didn't last long before it seemed someone had grabbed his throat, and he started coughing desperately, "I was wrong, I was wrong... I'm sorry, cough cough cough!"
Jiang Gu withdrew his spiritual power, and the other party gasped for breath, saying bitterly, "I'm really fed up with your terrible temper."
"What is it?" Jiang Gu asked coldly.
The other person sighed, "The clan leader should have sent you a message, right? It seems that the Divine Kite Shark is still alive."
"It's none of my business." Jiang Gu raised his hand to turn off the water mirror.
"Hey, hey, wait a minute!" The dark figure clung to the mirror. "You really don't know the whereabouts of the Divine Iris? Jiang Xiangyun previously boasted that he wanted the Divine Iris's Heart-Protecting Scale and the Fire-Separating Pill, but now he hasn't gotten anything. If you ask me, we'll see each other all the time in the clan, so at least don't push things too far."
"Never seen it. I have no interest in the Divine Kite Shark." Jiang Gu said calmly, "Isn't it enough to exile me to the Yanghua Sect because of a baseless speculation?"
The other person chuckled awkwardly, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. I was just asking casually. Never mind, the clan meeting is in half a month. We'll talk then."
The water mirror slowly disappeared.
Jiang Gu raised his hand to press against the still-bleeding wound on his neck. Wei Feng had bitten very deep, and perhaps because he was a mixed-blood merman, the poison was so potent that even spiritual power could not completely remove it.
He casually made a sleight of hand to cover the wound, not taking it to heart.
This bit of poison will disappear after circulating your spiritual energy a couple of times.
The next morning.
Jiang Gu stared in silence at the unhealed, bluish-purple wound reflected in the water mirror.
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