Chapter 244 Red Kite Seeks Jade (18)
"Spit out the rest." Jiang Gu looked down at Wei Feng.
“It’s digested.” Wei Feng glared at him fiercely.
Jiang Gu was completely baffled: "Why are you getting angry with it?"
"It's no longer my primordial spirit; it's completely beyond my control." Wei Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with malice. "You're biased; you like it more, and you don't even smile at me."
"..." Jiang Gu was silent for a moment, "I severed your connection with this primordial spirit."
This was Wei Feng's primordial spirit. Jiang Gu didn't like being under the constant gaze of others, so he casually sealed the connection between Wei Feng and this primordial spirit.
Wei Feng gritted his teeth and said, "It's almost developing its own consciousness."
“It’s just a small part of your primordial spirit; it won’t develop consciousness. It’s just your own instinct,” Jiang Gu sighed.
Wei Feng's expression softened slightly, but he was still indignant: "I don't care, you can support me, but you're not allowed to support anything else."
Jiang Gu recalled the beautiful spirit beasts that filled the garden and the spirit plants and spirit beasts in the spirit realm, and inevitably thought of Chi Xue, his temples throbbing slightly.
Wei Feng was jealous and cruel, but he was good at acting cute and silly, which made him forget this fact.
“Master, I can transform.” Wei Feng’s voice suddenly softened. Mist filled the air, and he transformed into a tiny person the size of a palm with kite wings and a shark tail. He flew to Jiang Gu, cupped his face, kissed the tip of his nose, and tearfully dropped a small luminous pearl at him. “I can also be furry.”
With a flick of its tail, it transformed into a snow-white ball of fluff, with short, thick limbs and a ring of bright red fur around its neck. Its bushy tail curled around Jiang Gu's fingers, and it sat obediently in his palm, looking at him: "Master, touch me."
Jiang Gu didn't want to spoil him like that, but he couldn't help but pat Wei Feng's little head. Wei Feng's tail wagged even more enthusiastically, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.
Seeing this, Wei Feng took another deep breath and split into more than a dozen fluffy little spirit beasts, some perched on Jiang Gu's shoulder, some squatted on his head, some hung around his waist, and some rolled around in his palm.
Jiang Gu raised an eyebrow and calmly said, "Change back."
The spirit beasts instantly turned into white mist, circled around him, and Wei Feng revealed his human form. He put his arm around his waist, lowered his head and kissed his ear, softening his voice as he said, "Master, I won't eat it anymore, don't be angry."
Seeing that Jiang Gu remained silent, he simply took out a small piece of his primordial spirit from his sea of consciousness, replenished the small tuft of primordial spirit, and even shared some spiritual energy with it. The little primordial spirit immediately flapped its wings with great spirit and flew back into Jiang Gu's sleeve.
Jiang Gu gave him a cryptic look.
The seal he used to block the connection between Wei Feng and the little primordial spirit was silently devoured by some kind of magic. If he hadn't prepared in advance, he wouldn't have noticed anything unusual and would have just thought that Wei Feng was throwing a tantrum.
Unfortunately, this was a trap set by Jiang Gu.
When he sensed the aura of the Mirror Flower Scroll within the small portion of Wei Feng's restored primordial spirit, he knew he had guessed correctly—Wei Feng had completely refined the Mirror Flower Scroll and was connected to Xiao Dan.
Xiao Dan had previously sealed him in the Void Seal, and Wei Feng had searched for him desperately for over a decade. The fact that Wei Feng, with his vengeful nature, was willing to give up such a deep-seated hatred must be related to him. The deepest connection between him and Wei Feng was their tribulation and ascension. If Wei Feng chose to cooperate with Xiao Dan, it must be because other methods had failed for him, and he no longer trusted Jiang Gu.
Could Wei Feng be so certain that he would never ascend to immortality that he could drive him to such despair?
But how did he determine this? And what did he want to do through Xiao Dan?
But without a doubt, for Wei Feng to be so resolute, he must have encountered something that overturned his understanding of the world... Jiang Gu slowly frowned, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
He initially wanted Wei Feng to be independent, so that he could at least protect himself when he wasn't around, but now it seems he's gone too far.
He shouldn't have abandoned him for so long, to the point that now he not only has ulterior motives but also dares to scheme against him and even seek cooperation with others.
Their wings have really hardened.
Jiang Gu held his hand, slowly stroking his palm and unconsciously playing with his fingers.
Wei Feng's ears slowly turned red. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Gu with a wronged and restrained expression, but he didn't dare to pull his hand away. He just whispered, "Master, don't touch me anymore."
Jiang Gu glanced at the hem of his clothes and said indifferently, "You've got some ambition."
Wei Feng was on the verge of tears, wishing he could take the person back to his room and use his charm to coax them into fooling around with him day and night, but under Jiang Gu's scrutinizing gaze, he could only endure it.
"Brother Jiang, come and see quickly!" Feng Wuyou called out from the front.
Jiang Gu and Wei Feng went over together and saw several ghost cultivators selling pills. Judging from their appearance, they should be demons who had cultivated after death. They had vines wrapped around their bodies, with white flowers blooming on them.
“Brother Jiang, this is a ghost cultivator from the Vine Demon Clan. After they die, they produce Vine Fruit Pills. The pills they refine after cultivating into ghost cultivators have miraculous effects. They are imbued with the aura of the Vine Fruit Pills and can concentrate the spirit and gather the soul.” Feng Wuyou enthusiastically introduced to him, “Especially for some people who are about to die, once they use this pill, their scattered souls can be gathered together, allowing them to live for many more days. That’s why everyone calls this pill the Life-Extending Pill.”
"The Vine Demon Clan was hunted down in large numbers because of this, and now they all live in seclusion. There are very few Vine Demon Ghost Cultivators. These few are guests of the Red Cloud City Lord, and it is rare for them to appear in the Ghost Market." A Ghost Cultivator next to him chimed in, "However, I heard that this time there are only three Life-Sustaining Pills. They don't want spirit stones, and they only accept the exchange of divine artifacts."
Upon hearing this, Chanlin began rummaging through his storage bag, looking at this one with reluctance and that one with too much waste, and said dejectedly, "It would be better to exchange it for spirit stones."
The area in front was already packed with ghost cultivators who wanted the Life-Extending Pill.
"It's just extending their lives for a few more days, why are they so fanatical?" Wei Feng asked, puzzled. "It's not like it can guarantee their survival."
“They are all ghost cultivators who have already died once. Their fear of death is even greater than that of the living. And perhaps these few days of extended life can help them find a way to survive.” Feng Wuyou stood on tiptoe to look. “Forget it, we probably can’t get it.”
He had barely finished speaking when a furious female voice rang out from the crowd: "Why did you take all three Life-Extending Pills by yourself?!"
A soft, effeminate male voice chuckled, "I possess a Heaven-Rank divine artifact; do you? You poor wretch."
These words were like lighting a powder keg. The woman immediately flew into a rage, her eerie aura exploding outwards. She wielded two giant axes and slammed them down at the man who had spoken.
The male cultivator, dressed in a snow-white robe, effortlessly dodged her attack, held a jade-colored flute to his chin, and laughed, "You female ghost are truly vulgar."
"You're so vulgar!" The female cultivator swung her two giant axes with tremendous force, forcing the white-robed man to use his jade flute. As he picked up the flute and put it to his lips, the ghost cultivators on the street began to flee.
"Run! Tamasaburo is about to play the flute!"
"If we don't run now, his flute will steal our souls!"
Amidst the commotion, the three vine demon cultivators also took advantage of the chaos to escape. Their cultivation levels were not high, and they stumbled and ran towards the city lord's mansion, only to be blocked in the alley.
Wei Feng, holding the knife, raised his chin at them and revealed a ferocious smile.
The tallest vine demon immediately fainted from fright.
The two shorter men helped him hurriedly back, only to find a giant three-legged toad blocking the alley entrance, and a plump, white horse leisurely swishing its tail.
Seeing that things were not going well, the two dwarf vine spirits immediately burrowed into the ground, but a huge spirit pet bag suddenly closed, covering all three of them.
Jiang Gu calmly put away the spirit pet pouch.
"Brother Jiang, they are guests of the Lord of Hongyun City. Isn't it inappropriate to do this?" Feng Wuyou reminded him.
“The people of the Half-Immortal Clan don’t need to be right in what they do,” Jiang Gu said expressionlessly. “If he’s dissatisfied, he’ll go find the Half-Immortal Clan himself.”
Chanlin chuckled, "That makes sense."
Wei Feng took the spirit pet pouch from Jiang Gu's hand and hung it on his waist. Then, he lowered his head and carefully wiped Jiang Gu's fingers with a handkerchief, cleaning off the juice that had stained them.
Seeing this, Feng Wuyou smiled and said, "The sap on the vine ghost can only be removed with fire-attribute spiritual power. Few people know this. Fellow Daoist Wei is truly gentle and considerate."
Wei Feng made a quick movement and glanced at Jiang Gu.
Jiang Gu seemed oblivious to Feng Wuyou's words, as he was setting up the soundproofing barrier. The sharp flute music from outside still faintly drifted in. He asked, "What is the background of this Yu Sanlang?"
"Yu Sanlang was a flute spirit in his previous life, said to be a divine artifact used by the Changning God. Later, he was recognized as a master by a vine demon, and with the vine demon's power, he cultivated into a spirit. He failed to kill his master and was killed instead, but luckily his soul was preserved, which is how he became a ghost cultivator." Feng Wuyou continued, "This Changning God was also quite remarkable. I heard he was a close friend of the Yaoyan God, and his temple was right next to the Yaoyan Temple..."
Jiang Gu suddenly looked at Wei Feng: "Do you know this Yao Yan?"
"Huh?" Wei Feng was taken aback. "How do I know Yao Yan?"
"There's none in the memories of the Upper Realm either?" Advisor Jiang asked.
Wei Feng shook his head repeatedly: "No, Master, those memories were incomplete to begin with. I only read the beginning and then stopped."
"Why not continue watching?" Jiang Gu said calmly. "Is it because he likes to wear red clothes and gold jewelry, or because he treats you differently?"
Wei Feng's mind went blank, and he stammered, "W-what red clothes?"
Jiang Gu hadn't expected him to be so gullible, and slowly narrowed his eyes: "So it's true that Yao Yan likes red clothes."
Feng Wuyou clapped his hands and said, "I knew I wasn't mistaken. The statue in the Yaoyan Temple back then was indeed dressed in red and had a golden crown. It's just that over the past few thousand years, somehow it has been changed to black."
Wei Feng turned his head and glared fiercely at Feng Wuyou. Feng Wuyou hurriedly said, "Brother Wei, I'm not just making this up. I have to tell you the truth when Brother Jiang asks me."
Jiang Gu had asked him about Yao Yan Shenjun before, and he naturally answered all his questions without reservation. He just didn't know why Jiang Gu wanted to ask Wei Feng.
Judging from Wei Feng's reaction, Jiang Gu was basically certain that Wei Feng had Yao Yan's existence in his memories of the upper realm. He also deduced that Yao Yan's temple could control the tribulation lightning to target Wei Feng, and that Wei Feng was very certain that he could not ascend, so he cooperated with Xiao Dan... Jiang Gu then had a guess in his mind.
Besides the memory bead he destroyed, Wei Feng also had another memory about the Upper Realm.
Jiang Gu took the handkerchief from Wei Feng's hand and casually wiped the juice splattered on his cheek, then tugged at the corner of his mouth: "What did you remember when you first came to Chenyao?"
Wei Feng's back stiffened.
"Is it about Yao Yan, or about the tribulation, or perhaps the reason you can't ascend—" Jiang Gu lifted his eyelids and said casually, "So you're a half-immortal?"
Wei Feng broke out in a cold sweat instantly.
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