Chapter 236 Red Kite Seeks Jade (Part 10)
"Absurd! This is utterly absurd!!"
"The proper order between master and disciple... this is utterly disgraceful!"
"Has Jiang Gu gone mad? He's become Daoist partners with his own disciple. What will others think of him? What will they think of our Jiang family?"
"This is not right! Go and fetch the head of the family immediately!"
Chaos erupted in the main hall of the Jiang family.
It is not uncommon for masters and disciples to fall in love in the cultivation world, but even so, they are mostly condemned as heretical and immoral. In the more strictly regulated aristocratic families and clans, the reputation of a master and disciple falling in love is never good, let alone announcing it so openly as Jiang Gu did.
Unfortunately, despite their righteous indignation, Jiang Xiangyun failed to appear.
"Master is busy preparing gifts for Uncle's wedding. He also asked me to tell everyone that it doesn't matter if you can't be there in person, but you must be proper in your manners. Otherwise, you will lose face for the Jiang family and cause gossip." Jiang Conghan came out and conveyed Jiang Xiangyun's message with a smile.
The group of elders nearly fainted from anger.
——
They then fled the island.
Ning Shun rested in the next room.
Wei Feng stood by the table and poured him tea, then reinforced the spirit-nourishing array next to him. Although Jiang Gu had broken through to a higher level, his primordial spirit had been greatly impacted by the divine power and would be difficult to heal in a short time. Jiang Gu didn't care about this, but Wei Feng took it to heart. Every day, he would carefully nurture Jiang Gu's primordial spirit with the spirit-nourishing array, and even went to the Void Seal to put the other half of his primordial spirit into the spirit-nourishing array.
Jiang Gu picked up the tea and took a couple of sips. The rich spiritual energy made him take another look.
“It’s a tea that nourishes vital energy.” Wei Feng added more tea and asked, “Master, do you intend to use Ning Shun’s secret to open the sealed passage?”
“Ning Shun only knows the way to break the seal, but his cultivation is far from sufficient,” Jiang Gu said calmly. “We alone cannot break the seal.”
“I can devour divine artifacts and rapidly increase my cultivation in a short time. That seal can be broken with divine power,” Wei Feng said.
Jiang Gu didn't speak, but simply looked up at him.
Wei Feng touched his nose guiltily and said, "It won't have much of an impact on me, at most I'll feel uncomfortable for a while."
“There’s no need for such trouble.” Jiang Gu picked up his tea and drank it all in one gulp. “If the seal fails to lift the deadly seal, it won’t just be a matter for one or two people. Those aristocratic families and sects have received so many benefits from Wangyue; they should also fulfill their obligations.”
Wei Feng immediately understood what he meant and said with a grin, "Master is right, they have to contribute money and effort."
He hadn't forgotten the true colors of these people after Jiang Gu's disappearance; any one of them had a grudge against him. Wei Feng felt pleased, but also had doubts: "But they are far away in Pingze, how can we get them to come to Suizhu Island?"
Of course, he wouldn't mind going to their doors one by one and capturing these old geezers alive, but that would be too time-consuming and laborious.
His thoughts were written all over his face, and the murderous aura emanating from him almost filled the room. Jiang Gu stood up and said, "I have already notified them to come."
Wei Feng looked bewildered. Although he knew that Jiang Gu had become famous after killing Xiao Dan's distraction, it would still be difficult to invite him to Suizhu Island, unless Jiang Gu had some earth-shattering artifact comparable to the Temple of War.
He knew everything about Jiang Gu better than anyone else. After all, his ghostly markings wrapped around Jiang Gu eight hundred times a day, and his primordial spirit would frequently enter Jiang Gu's sea of consciousness. He knew everything about Jiang Gu like the back of his hand, not even a single hair out of place.
Jiang Gu looked at him, paused for a moment, and then said, "It's just that you might have to go through some trouble."
Wei Feng's mind flashed with images of being suppressed, faking his death, being pierced through the heart by a sword, and even being reduced to ashes. He laughed and said, "It's alright, Master. I'm willing to do whatever you want."
"Really?" Advisor Jiang asked.
Wei Feng nodded vigorously. At most, it would hurt a little, but he could bear it.
"Let's go pick out some clothes first." Jiang Gu led him out the door.
Wei Feng took a deep breath. Although he was puzzled, seeing Jiang Gu's relaxed expression, he put his doubts aside. As long as Jiang Gu was happy, he would be willing to go through fire and water for him.
Wei Feng always wore red, so when Jiang Gu gave him a gorgeous and elaborate red robe, he didn't think much of it. He looked down at the golden belt and the wide sleeves embroidered with golden cloud patterns. He tugged at it and sent a telepathic message to Jiang Gu: "Master, the sleeves are too wide. It'll be inconvenient when we fight."
Jiang Gu raised his hand to straighten his shirt, and Wei Feng immediately stopped moving, his gaze fixed on Jiang Gu. Following his movement, he raised his head and suddenly felt a weight on his neck.
A square, dark jade pendant, imprinted with a vibrant flame, was, if he wasn't mistaken, a dark jade bracelet forged from a mixture of Netherworld Bone and several high-level divine artifacts. The divine power within was surging, and there were many intricate formations. Looking inside, dozens of Purple Mansions were neatly arranged, and there were even three powerful spiritual veins within them, not to mention the countless magical treasures and spirit stones within the Purple Mansions.
Wei Feng was somewhat surprised: "Master, this is far too valuable."
It was almost all of Jiang Gu's wealth.
"It's alright, wear it." Jiang Gu casually pinched the back of his neck.
Wei Feng stroked the jade pendant with obvious delight, then tucked it into his robe. His ears turned red as he looked at Jiang Gu, his eyes crinkling with a smile: "Thank you, Master!"
Jiang Gu smiled, quite satisfied with his magnificent and elegant attire, and asked the shopkeeper for another set of the same red clothes, which he then put into his storage ring.
"Congratulations, young master! Congratulations, young master!" The shopkeeper accepted the spirit stones with a broad smile.
Wei Feng was still confused when he left, and asked in bewilderment, "Now you have to congratulate someone when you buy a piece of clothing?"
Jiang Gu said, "Of course, we should always say something auspicious."
Wei Feng couldn't help but look back again and followed. The streets were decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and everyone was beaming with joy. Even the ancient trees by the roadside seemed to have burst into bloom. His doubts deepened: "I haven't heard of any happy events recently?"
Jiang Gu led him to a magnificent mansion and said to Wei Feng, "The preparations were a bit rushed."
It was rare for Jiang Gu to speak to him in such a gentle tone. Wei Feng was stunned for a while before looking up at the Jiang family's plaque draped with bright red silk. He hissed and frowned: "Has Jiang Xiangyun finally decided to find a new Daoist partner?"
Jiang Gu raised an eyebrow slightly: "Didn't you see?"
"What do you see?" Wei Feng looked at him blankly.
"Invitation," Jiang Gu said.
“I saw it.” Wei Feng nodded firmly, but he only glanced at it and didn’t bother to read the small print. He focused all his attention on Jiang Gu’s face. “Jiang Xiangyun needs your help to write the invitations to get married. The Jiang family is really dead.”
"..." Jiang Gu paused for a moment, "...It's the invitation for us to become Daoist partners."
"Yes, it's you—" Wei Feng suddenly stopped, shocked, "You and I have become Daoist partners?!"
Jiang Gu suppressed a smile and said calmly, "What, you're unwilling?"
"I'm willing!" Wei Feng's eyes lit up instantly. He excitedly grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into a tight embrace. "Of course I'm willing! Master—"
Wei Feng was so excited that he almost picked him up and spun him around, but Jiang Gu firmly pressed him down to the spot with a powerful shove. He cleared his throat and said, "Calm down."
He thought Wei Feng had seen the wedding invitation, but he knew Wei Feng had ulterior motives, which was why he acted so calm and collected. Who knew that this guy was really too lazy to look at it carefully.
Wei Feng was so excited he was almost dizzy. His eyes sparkled as he looked at Jiang Gu: "Master, am I dreaming? Is this real? We're going to become Daoist partners? Master, you should beat me up! You can even kiss me! I've already prepared the Daoist partnership contract! Shall we make the vow now? Isn't that too fast? Master— um."
Wei Feng reluctantly shut his mouth. Jiang Gu's ears ached from his noise, and he said in a deep voice, "The covenant ceremony will be held in three days. I have already had Ning Shun set up an array in this house, which is connected to the seal of the City Lord's Mansion. At that time, I will need you... I have already communicated with Jiang Xiangyun, and he will come in person... We will carefully consider how to let the seal slowly dissipate... Your becoming Daoist partners is just a... Wei Feng? Are you listening?"
Wei Feng stared intently at Jiang Gu's lips as they opened and closed, only catching the key words "three days later" and "become Daoist partners." He nodded solemnly upon hearing this: "I heard you. We will become Daoist partners and consummate our marriage in three days."
"..." Jiang Gu.
It seems they didn't listen at all.
Wei Feng eagerly dragged Jiang Gu into their newlywed residence, only to be immediately overwhelmed by the dazzling red. His eyes were filled with excitement and curiosity, completely devoid of his previous composure.
Jiang Gu patiently accompanied him on a tour.
Wei Feng was so excited that a thin layer of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose. He held Jiang Gu's hand tightly, turned his head and smiled brightly at him: "Master, I never dared to dream that such a day would come."
Jiang Gu paused slightly, then replied, "Yes."
For a fleeting moment, meeting Wei Feng's sincere and ardent gaze, he suddenly hesitated.
He underestimated how much Wei Feng valued forming a Daoist partnership. If it didn't work out, Wei Feng would definitely be disappointed. Although it was the easiest way, it would still leave him disappointed.
"Don't worry, I definitely won't hold you back." Wei Feng suddenly leaned closer, smiling as he looked into his eyes. "Master, I'm not a child anymore. I know what's important."
Jiang Gu calmly met his gaze and suddenly realized that he had indeed grown taller and more upright, and was now a full-fledged adult. After more than ten years apart, Wei Feng's demeanor had become much more composed, even though Jiang Gu always felt that Wei Feng was still the boisterous and tearful boy from the Chaolong Secret Realm.
This sudden sense of disorientation made Jiang Gu feel somewhat uneasy, especially the way Wei Feng looked at him, which carried an undeniable sense of aggression and oppression amidst respect and joy.
Wei Feng's gaze fell on his lips, and he leaned in to give him a careful kiss.
Jiang Gu did not dodge, so he became bolder and more audacious, almost cornering Jiang Gu against the wall. At first, he kissed her cautiously and tentatively, but later he gradually lost control and became fierce and impatient.
It's really not his fault. He cultivates the Six Desires Path, and even if he tries to restrain himself, he can't help but be tempted. Jiang Gu, on the other hand, cultivates the Ruthless Path, which makes him as immovable as a mountain. He is usually aloof and self-controlled. He is afraid that if he goes too far, Jiang Gu will dislike him. Apart from using ghost patterns and mist to gain some advantage, he doesn't even dare to bring up spiritual communication.
"That's enough." Jiang Gu pushed his shoulder away, signaling him to stop.
“Master…” Wei Feng refused, clinging to him and rubbing her cheek against his neck in a coquettish manner, “Please help me.”
Jiang Gu noticed his unusual behavior and raised his hand to place a talisman in his dantian, but Wei Feng covered his hand with his own and guided it downwards.
Jiang Gu's fair, slender fingers brushed against the fiery red hem of his robe. His expression went blank for a moment before he frowned and tried to pull away: "What kind of behavior is this? Let go."
"Master." Wei Feng's eyes reddened as he saw that he was about to cry, and he softened his voice to plead, "Please... just this once, let's become Daoist partners."
Jiang Gu frowned even more: "Circulate the cultivation technique."
"It's different." Wei Feng kissed his neck affectionately, tears falling into the crook of his neck, and said pitifully, "Master, you clearly also—"
"Shut up," Jiang Gu said coldly.
Wei Feng blinked and gripped his fingers tightly.
The cloud patterns on the red dress seemed to flow and ripple, the vibrant red and lustrous white intertwined. The sunlight outside the room gradually dimmed, and the evening breeze, still carrying a trace of warmth, gently drifted into the window, lifting a few strands of Jiang Gu's hair that had fallen onto the red sleeve.
Wei Feng bit down on his shoulder, and blood instantly soaked through his thin white clothes.
This bastard has no sense of restraint when he bites, but Jiang Gu didn't budge an inch, staring at the thin layer of sweat on the tip of his nose and closing his eyes.
Even though he had decided to become Daoist partners with Wei Feng, doing such a thing in broad daylight by the window, especially since Wei Feng always called him "Master" with a sobbing voice... made the matter seem particularly absurd.
The physical body is different from the primordial spirit. His palms were slightly hot, and when he met Wei Feng's satisfied and excited gaze, he even felt a strange sense of guilt for not being worthy of being a teacher.
“…Master.” Wei Feng leaned closer again, a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of his lips. He placed his hand on Wei Feng’s belt and whispered, “I’ll help you.”
Jiang Gu abruptly slapped his hand away.
Wei Feng froze instantly, looking at him cautiously: "Master?"
"No need." Jiang Gu lowered his eyes, and with a thought, used a water-drawing spell to wash his hands clean. He said coldly, "You rest here for now, I'll go find Ning Shun."
After saying that, before Wei Feng could speak, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared from the spot.
Wei Feng licked the blood off his lips, still feeling a bit unsatisfied, and sighed regretfully.
However, when Master's neck turned red, he looked even more approachable.
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