Chapter 253 Mountains and Rivers Intertwined (Part 7)
Vine Demon City, City Lord's Mansion.
As the rain gradually stopped, the morning glow pierced through the mist and fell on the swaying petals of the vines. The damp air carried a sticky warmth. A group of half-immortals, whose cores had been pierced by the Fire Rope, lay sprawled on the ground. Beside them were three trembling vine ghosts. Wen Hanjiu hid in a corner, silent as a cicada in winter.
Feng Wuyou looked at the half-immortals scattered all over the ground, then looked up at the tightly closed doors and windows, and murmured, "If I'm not mistaken, Jiang Gu only broke through to the mid-stage of the Dao Ancestor Realm, yet he managed to take down so many half-immortals."
It should be noted that although these half-immortals failed to ascend, their cultivation levels were all at the Great Perfection of the Dao Ancestor Realm.
“This proves we didn’t follow the wrong person.” Chanlin didn’t take it seriously, even taking it for granted. “If he weren’t so capable, I would have dragged you away long ago.”
“That’s true, but it’s a bit—” Feng Wuyou didn’t finish his sentence, but a sense of unease crept into his heart. Jiang Gu’s intelligence and ruthlessness far exceeded his expectations. He was so powerful, yet he was willing to bring them along… Feng Wuyou looked at Chanlin seriously and said, “Do you remember when Jiang Gu came to Chuizhu City?”
Chanlin scratched his head and began to recall carefully.
Inside the room.
Jiang Gu was shirtless, with a deep wound on his back that exposed bone. The healing array was slowly repairing the flesh, but with little effect. Wei Feng's ghost mark could only barely stop the bleeding. If the wound were any deeper, it would reach his heart.
The gruesome wound was covered with medicine, and blood slowly seeped out. Jiang Gu's face was completely bloodless, but he didn't even frown. Wei Feng used strips of cloth and ghost patterns to bandage him up, and then covered it with a thick layer of spiritual energy.
"Even tempering your body through tribulation can't heal this wound. Using only external medicine, I don't know when it will fully heal." Wei Feng was very sensitive to pain, and he couldn't help but frown just looking at the wound. He said in a muffled voice, "The injuries on your primordial spirit have also become more severe."
Jiang Gu had overused his divine power to kill Xiao Dan's distraction, nearly causing his primordial spirit to collapse. He barely managed to condense it back together, but the minor wounds did not fully heal as his cultivation level increased. Wei Feng racked his brains to come up with a spiritual tea, and just when he had finally recovered somewhat, this lightning tribulation made all his previous efforts go to waste.
He wasn't very good at taking care of people; he even had to be taught how to heal others by Jiang Gu. Jiang Gu's methods were simple, brutal, and focused on survival, so Wei Feng naturally wasn't much more meticulous either. But his clumsy yet cautious manner was quite amusing.
Although that spiritual tea was the worst-tasting thing Jiang Gu had ever drunk.
"Just add some medicinal herbs to the tea." Jiang Gu went to get his clothes, but Wei Feng draped the outer robe over him first.
After subduing the vine umbrella, Wei Feng could not only use his spiritual power at will, but also cultivate freely. His ghostly markings wrapped around Jiang Gu's body, constantly helping to heal his injuries. He pressed down on Jiang Gu's shoulder, not wanting him to get up.
Jiang Gu looked up at him.
Wei Feng knelt before him, so that he looked up at Jiang Gu. He grasped Jiang Gu's hand and whispered, "Master, let's wait until you've recovered from your injuries before leaving here, okay?"
Jiang Gu has now broken through to the mid-stage of the Dao Ancestor Realm, and is only two realms away from the Great Perfection of the Dao Ancestor Realm. Judging from Jiang Gu's cultivation speed, coupled with some fortuitous encounters, it will probably not be long before Jiang Gu ascends to immortality.
Ascension was Jiang Gu's wish. He feared Jiang Gu's failure to ascend, and even more so, he feared Jiang Gu's success. Jiang Gu's words of love under the lightning tribulation still echoed in his ears. Just recalling them made his mind tremble, as unreal as a dream. The calmer he appeared, the more turbulent the excitement and unease in his heart became, roaring and eroding his crumbling reason. He seemed to have become that desperate and stubborn pile of rotten flesh and blood under the lightning tribulation, desperately moving forward but still unable to grasp that bit of wishful thinking.
"Okay," Jiang Gu said.
Wei Feng was stunned for a long time before he reacted: "Really?"
“My injuries are serious, and I do need to rest for a while.” Jiang Gu pinched the back of his neck and looked out the door. “These half-immortals also need to be dealt with. Wen Xiuji’s possession of Yu Sanlang was only a partial soul, and the Fire Rope can only temporarily sever the connection between him and his main body. Before letting them go, we need to slightly alter their memories.”
"Let them go?" Wei Feng frowned in disapproval.
Jiang Gu unconsciously stroked his soft earlobe. "We know nothing about Shenyaobo right now. Even Wen Xiuji had to make thorough preparations before going to Shenyaobo. Why don't we use these people to explore the area? Besides, you now have the vine umbrella for temporary protection, so you need to find a way to improve your cultivation."
"There are many spirit beasts and secret realms around us. After refining the vine umbrella, we will go down into a few more secret realms. Then you will go into seclusion for a period of time to prepare to break through to the Dao Ancestor Realm."
Wei Feng had already made this plan, but Jiang Gu had arranged it even more thoroughly for him, which eased his unease somewhat, but he was still a little frustrated: "But I'm only at the early stage of the Great Luo Realm."
“There are countless methods of dual cultivation in the cultivation world. Now that your soul is much more stable, we can engage in spiritual dual cultivation to help you improve your cultivation level,” Jiang Gu said calmly.
Wei Feng looked up, his handsome face flushed red: "Dual cultivation?"
“Spiritual communication is a way to share cultivation and improve quickly,” Jiang Gu looked at him with doubt. “We have already communicated spiritually several times, so what’s wrong with that?”
He had previously disagreed, firstly because spiritual communion was too intimate for him to be used to, and secondly because Wei Feng's primordial spirit had always been scattered and weak, and this fellow had too much desire to cultivate together... Now, although he was still not used to it, he was about to ascend to immortality, and Wei Feng's cultivation had fallen too far behind. With such a shortcut available, he naturally would not refuse.
"Yes, of course!" Wei Jian almost jumped up, nearly knocking Jiang Gu onto the bed.
If he had known that spiritual communication could be linked to cultivation, he should have liked cultivation! Especially dual cultivation! He and Jiang Gu had always been in spiritual communication!
Jiang Gu braced his arms on the bed, the wound on his back throbbing painfully. He raised his hand to brace against Wei Feng's shoulder, and kicked the primordial spirit that had entered his sea of consciousness out of the way. Veins on his forehead throbbed: "Not now."
The moment Wei Feng heard about spiritual communion, he threw all his unease and suspicions to the back of his mind. He didn't care about all that nonsense about ascension; he wanted to communicate with his master spiritually first! Cultivate together! Consummate their marriage!
It would be best if it took hundreds or thousands of years for him to cultivate to the Dao Ancestor realm!
"Get up." Jiang Gu gave him a push.
Wei Feng pressed down on him, refusing to get up, and even thoughtfully used his ghostly markings to protect the wound on his back. Jiang Gu didn't use his spiritual power, but he was almost unable to breathe from being pressed down by him. He stared at him unhappily: "Wei Feng."
Overwhelmed with excitement, Wei Feng leaned in and bit his lips, his hands moving restlessly. He called him "Master" and "Husband" in a sticky, affectionate way, his eyes shining as he lay on top of him: "Master, let's cultivate together now, I can't wait, teach me."
Jiang Gu had never seen him so enthusiastic about cultivation, but whether he was thinking about cultivation or something else was debatable.
He refused without batting an eye: "Let's go out and take a look first."
Wei Feng bit his Adam's apple sullenly, and Jiang Gu tensed up for a moment. The hand on his waist tightened suddenly, and he said in a deep, hoarse voice, "Wei Linming."
Wei Feng smiled obediently, but then became even more seductive, whispering in his ear, "Master, have you ever tried spiritual communion and physical intimacy together..."
The cool, slippery ghostly patterns silently wrapped around Jiang Gu's limbs. Wei Feng's dark and turbid primordial spirit spread out in the pale golden sea of consciousness, entangling Jiang Gu's clean and clear primordial spirit. Outside the sea of consciousness, Wei Feng lay on top of him, his bright black eyes tinged with lust, the corners of his slightly drooping eyes glowing with a bewitching crimson. His slender fingers slid across the silver-blue belt around his waist, teasing it almost imperceptibly... like a seductive ghost bewitching the mind.
Jiang Gu's jaw tightened, and he said coldly, "What kind of nonsense have you been learning?"
Wei Feng blinked innocently, and suddenly the huge kite wings on his back unfolded, enveloping him.
A few feathers floated lightly to the floor, and a suppressed gasp came from between the feathers, which was then swallowed by someone.
...
Instead of being taught the dual cultivation technique, Jiang Gu was taught some dirty and messy methods by Wei Feng. His face was black when he left home.
Wei Feng happily followed behind him, vowing, "Master, I will definitely study hard next time."
"Get lost." Jiang Gu said succinctly.
Wei Feng touched his nose and chuckled twice. The shadow that had hung over him from killing his wife to prove his Dao and those memories had long since vanished. He even happily hummed a little tune and shamelessly moved closer to Jiang Gu, wishing he could stick to him.
Jiang Gu closed his eyes to try and banish those filthy images from his mind, but Wei Feng was also a follower of the Six Desires... His eyes narrowed.
The situation is completely different from what he expected. It's true that he likes Wei Feng and wants to help Wei Feng ascend to immortality, but it shouldn't be like this feeling of being on the verge of losing control. He is even indulging his desires and compromising with Wei Feng again and again. He is indulging Wei Feng's nonsense while making excuses for him. But if he really didn't want to, Wei Feng wouldn't even be able to touch the corner of his sleeve.
That's just plain stupid.
The feeling of being out of control made Jiang Gu start to be alert, but when he turned his head and met Wei Feng's beautiful and clean eyes, the wariness that had just risen quickly dissipated.
This can't go on. Jiang Gu frowned and pushed the person away.
Wei Feng didn't mind, and moved to a spot close to him. A transparent ghost mark quietly hooked onto his little finger and rubbed it affectionately.
"..." Jiang Gu simply stopped paying attention to him and looked at Wen Hanjiu, who was curled up in the corner.
Wen Hanjiu's pale face and red eyes met his gaze, but in the next instant, his eyes were covered by a cloud of black mist. The black mist even viciously enveloped his entire head, not allowing a single hair to show.
"If you dare look again, I'll gouge your eyes out." The gloomy voice entered Wen Hanjiu's ears through the sound transmission array, making him tremble in fright.
Although he didn't hear the telepathic message, Jiang Gu still glanced at Wei Feng with keen insight.
Wei Feng grinned, looking utterly innocent.
Jiang Gu ignored him, looked down at Wen Hanjiu, and asked, "Do you still remember your master Yao Yan in the Upper Realm?"
Wen Hanjiu first shook her head, then nodded hesitantly.
"Has he ever taken on any apprentices?"
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