Chapter 259 Mountains and Rivers Interrupted (Thirteen)
"I... will do whatever Master says." Wei Feng had never reacted so quickly before.
He looked at the person he was pressing down on. Jiang Gu was extremely handsome, and even though he was in a weaker position, he had a kind of oppressive feeling of being superior. Wei Feng knew all too well that his master was inherently arrogant and conceited. On the contrary, this person was extremely intelligent, so much so that these arrogance and overbearing pride became a matter of course.
Such a person should be aloof and untainted by worldly dust or filth.
Wei Feng was used to obeying Jiang Gu. In terms of seniority, Jiang Gu was his master and he was his disciple. In terms of affection, he had always been the one relentlessly pursuing Jiang Gu. In terms of intelligence, he couldn't outsmart Jiang Gu even if there were ten of him. But even so, he still wanted Jiang Gu. He wanted the always calm and self-controlled man to lose control under him, he wanted Jiang Gu to show his weakness with red eyes, he wanted Jiang Gu to love him without reservation... Even if it was wishful thinking, for so many years, in countless illusions and fantasies, Jiang Gu had always been his.
Wei Feng buried his head in Jiang Gu's neck, obedient and compliant, but his hands tightly gripped Jiang Gu's wrists, pressing him down and leaving Jiang Gu no room to get up. He whispered and repeated, "I will listen to Master."
But he's done so many outrageous things, one more won't make a difference.
"Wait until I'm ready, Master." He kissed Jiang Gu's neck and said softly, "Let's change the terms. How about we have a spiritual communion once a day?"
Jiang Gu was always very stingy with him. He would not easily give in if it was not beneficial to his cultivation. But this was a transaction, and since it was a transaction, there should be discussion and negotiation.
He looked up, saw Jiang Gu's displeased expression, and gave him a bright smile: "Please let me have a turn, my husband."
His shouts were so natural, with a slightly provocative hoarse tone. His reddened eyes drooped slightly, and his moist eyelashes cast a small shadow on his face. He stared at Jiang Gu with such pitiful eyes that he looked as pathetic as could be.
Jiang Gu sensed the aura of the Enchanting Technique. In fact, Wei Feng had no intention of hiding it. He was clearly obedient and pitiful, yet he also had a blatantly provocative ruthlessness, which made him look somewhat alluring.
Silence is silent consent.
Wei Feng smiled brightly and leaned down to kiss her.
Taking a step back would allow him to have a spiritual connection with Jiang Gu once a day, which could be considered an unexpected achievement. Although Jiang Gu is smart, he has too many things to consider. However, he has focused all his limited patience and intelligence on Jiang Gu, so he might not be unable to get what he wants... His master is sometimes surprisingly oblivious when it comes to matters of love.
cute.
Wei Feng had thought this more than once, but he never dared to say it.
During spiritual communion, Jiang Gu would always focus all his attention on his primordial spirit in his sea of consciousness. When Wei Feng lowered his head to kiss him, he would subconsciously respond. When he felt comfortable, he would furrow his brows, and a thin layer of red would appear at the corners of his eyes and ears. The pale blue veins on the side of his neck were incredibly beautiful. He would try his best to keep his breathing steady, unaware that his tense waist would be burning hot...
Wei Feng also knew that Jiang Gu liked to touch his waist, liked him to sit on his lap, liked to pinch his cheeks and the back of his neck, liked to hear Wei Feng panting and calling his name, and also knew that Jiang Gu didn't really like those sticky and cool ghost patterns. Every time he was touched, he would stiffen for a moment, but Wei Feng liked to see his momentary unnaturalness. He would always deliberately pester him, and then unexpectedly knead that golden primordial spirit that was trying to restrain its killing intent into his own dark primordial spirit. He watched Jiang Gu try his best to restrain himself in order to avoid hurting him, while he himself didn't care at all and used all his tricks to seduce his master.
Unbridled and despicable behavior.
What he liked most was to take advantage of Jiang Gu's attention being focused on spiritual communion, and to make the meticulous Jiang Gu a mess outside. The momentary confusion and helplessness of his master when he was aroused always made his heart surge.
"Master, kiss me." He would deliberately seduce Jiang Gu during their spiritual communion.
In a moment of realization, Jiang Gu raised his hand and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him close and kissing him slowly yet forcefully.
Wei Feng's response was fierce and urgent. Jiang Gu frowned, grabbed his chin and pushed him away a little, his voice slightly different from usual: "What's wrong now?"
Blood seeped from the wound on his lip where Wei Feng had bitten him. Wei Feng, unafraid of being strangled, leaned in and wiped away the blood, saying in a muffled voice, "Jiang Gu, kiss me."
Jiang Gu didn't want to refuse, probably because he was refusing an even more outrageous request, so it carried a sense of compensation, but what he got in return was Wei Feng's indiscriminate and persistent pestering.
He realized for the first time that spiritual communion could be so exhausting. Wei Feng's desires surged endlessly, but in the end, he finally regained his senses and suppressed the wicked, dark primordial spirit.
"If you continue, your primordial spirit will dissipate." His consciousness was somewhat hazy, and he even felt tired for the first time in a long time, but he had managed to hold on until now.
Wei Feng lowered his head, kissed his Adam's apple, blinked sleepily, and whispered, "Master, I'm very capable, I'm definitely the most suitable for you... Cheer up..."
Before he could finish speaking, his head lolled to the side, and he fell into a deep sleep, nestled against Jiang Gu.
Jiang Gu rubbed his head, but before he could think about the meaning of those words, his consciousness went dark.
Jiang Gu hadn't dreamed in a long time.
Regarding the upper realm, his dreams were always vague and ethereal, and even the sounds seemed unreal.
A few petals drifted past him. He looked up and saw a vast expanse of brilliant, vibrant red. It must have been a very tall tree, covered in blossoms. A gust of wind blew, and the petals fluttered down.
He reached out his hand, and what landed in his palm even faster than the flower petals was a clump of dark mud.
The thing was covered in petals and dust, looking quite dirty, but its voice was lively and clear: "I think I've grown a little bigger, can you feel it?"
"No." Jiang Gu actually disliked it lying on his hand, but for some reason he didn't throw it away.
"When can I become human?" the little filth asked, distressed. "I also want to be your friend and practice swordsmanship with you."
Jiang Gu said, "You must cultivate diligently to transform into human form. The last filthy being that could transform took 170,000 years. If you work day and night without rest, strive to transform in 100,000 years."
The little lump of mud was so startled it almost slipped from his palm. He stammered, "But...but I'm only a few thousand and one hundred years old."
“…He is thirteen thousand one hundred years old.” Jiang Gu frowned.
“That’s still far from 100,000 years old, so far—” The little filth stretched out its ghostly markings, gesturing a long distance, almost breaking the markings. It looked up at Jiang Gu in distress, pleading with him without any backbone, “Please help me, please.”
"Don't ask for favors from just anyone." Jiang Gu disapproved of its behavior.
"But I... can't think of a solution." Little Muddy stretched out a ghostly pattern to wipe away her tears. "You're the only friend I know."
"I'm not your friend." Jiang Gu said irritably. "Filth doesn't deserve to be my friend."
That might have been too blunt, and the little lump of mud was visibly heartbroken, whispering, "Then why do you always come to see me?"
Jiang Gu said, "Of course it's because you're useful to me."
"What's it for?" The little filth suddenly became happy again.
"I can't tell you now." Jiang Gu examined the little lump of mud in his palm, squeezed it, and found it to be smooth and soft, and not so disgusting after all.
“Alright.” The little creature was easy to talk to, extending a thin ghostly pattern that wrapped around his wrist. “Then can you tell me about Yao Yan, the little immortal? His palace has been reinforced with new formations, and I haven’t been able to go in and see him for a long time.”
Jiang Gu was in a bad mood: "Why did you go to see him?"
"Last time in the Demon Forest, he gave me a beautiful vine umbrella to shield me from lightning, but a few little immortals snatched it away and threw it away." The little filthy creature was still very sad when it thought about it. "I want to tell him and ask him if he can give me another umbrella. I'm starving to death."
"Why should he help you?" Jiang Gu pinched it again, and the little creature tried to get away in pain, but he deliberately grabbed its ghostly markings to prevent it from running away. "Don't go looking for him in the future."
The little creature used its ghostly markings to forcefully pry his fingers away, and said tearfully, "No, I can eat my fill by his side. Please stop pinching me, it hurts."
Jiang Gu pinched it again mischievously, and said coldly, "You want to be friends with him too?"
Little Muddy paused, then shook its head on his wrist and whispered, "Little Immortal Lord is so powerful and has so many friends. I'm just a filthy thing. He won't be friends with me. I'm not Little Immortal Lord Changning."
Jiang Gu narrowed his eyes: "Then what makes you think you can be friends with me? Am I not as good as Yao Yan?"
The little creature was speechless after his question and quickly shook its head: "No... I, I'm because you don't mind me, please stop pinching me, I'm really starving."
It looked so pitiful, and it clung to his wrist and burst into tears.
Jiang Gu froze, standing stiffly in place, holding the little lump of mud in his palm, and said fiercely, "Shut up, don't cry."
The little filth ignored him and cried even harder, sobbing, "You're just like those immortal lords... all you do is bully me... they step on me, kick me, and even throw me into the Immortal Spirit Pool to catch toads... none of that hurts as much as you pinch me... I'm never playing with you again... I don't want to be your friend anymore... I want to be a stinky mud for the rest of my life..."
Jiang Gu frowned and said in a deep voice, "Who bullied you?"
"You!" The little filth bit his wrist.
The thing's mouth was filled with extremely sharp teeth, and blood was drawn quickly. Jiang Gu was displeased, his ears aching from its crying. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Stop crying, I'll take you to secretly eat some turbid air."
The little creature immediately stopped crying: "Really?"
"Mm." Jiang Gu nodded.
It immediately licked the blood off his wrist in a fawning manner and said, "Then can you help me steal some of Yaoyan Xiaoxianjun's spiritual energy? I get a stomachache from eating turbid energy and end up vomiting it all up."
Jiang Gu was unwilling, feeling that this filthy thing was pushing its luck.
“I’ll let you pinch me however you like.” It rubbed against Jiang Gu’s fingers.
Jiang Gu considered it for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Okay, but when you go into the Chaos Core to consume the turbid energy, you have to do something for me."
The little creature nodded, then cautiously asked, "Do you want me to do bad things for you?"
Jiang Gu was a little nervous and said seriously, "It's not something bad, so don't interfere, and don't tell anyone, especially Hong Chen."
"Who is Hongchen?" the little filthy creature asked in confusion.
Jiang Gu breathed a sigh of relief, then said with a stern face, "It's best you don't know. If you help me accomplish this, I'll—"
He wasn't particularly interested in the little lump of mud, and clearly hadn't figured out what excuse to use to brush it off.
"Take me as your apprentice!" the little filth exclaimed excitedly. "I heard them say that masters protect their apprentices. From now on, you can protect me, and I won't be trampled on or kicked into the Immortal Spirit Pool. I'll also keep your secrets and won't pester you to be my friend anymore. You can pinch me however you want from now on."
Jiang Gu was reluctant, but after thinking about what he had to do, he frowned and agreed. Anyway, no one else would know. He said seriously, "Okay, but you can't tell anyone."
The little lump of mud almost splashed onto his face, but he was quick enough to dodge it and nearly flung it onto the tree trunk.
Jiang Gu squeezed the lump of clay hard and said, "Bring me a small piece of Chaos Core."
"Okay!" The little creature agreed readily, seemingly sensing his reluctance. It carefully rested its head on his wrist and said softly, "Master, I'm very capable. I'm definitely the most suitable disciple for you. Be happy."
Jiang Gu thought to himself, how could he possibly be happy to have taken on a lump of mud as an apprentice?
He's already starting to regret it.
Once he got the Chaos Core, he secretly threw away this little piece of mud.
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