Chapter 269 A Glimmer of Hope (Part Two)
Wen Xiuji quickly arrived upon hearing the commotion.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Jiang Gu leaning against the headboard with a pale face, his eyes downcast, seemingly lost in thought. He was completely different from his usual self. Previously, his impression of Jiang Gu was that he was cunning, ruthless, and cold-blooded, but now he suddenly realized that Jiang Gu was actually quite handsome.
But that was all. When Jiang Gu looked up and glanced at him indifferently, he subconsciously wanted to draw his sword.
Then he was horrified to discover that the corners of Jiang Gu's eyes seemed to be slightly red.
"???" He was stunned, as if struck by lightning. Just as he was about to take a closer look, he found that Jiang Gu's expression had returned to normal.
What's going on?!
Wen Xiuji was filled with suspicion and became extremely wary of Jiang Gu, but maintained a gentle demeanor on his face: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, are you feeling any better?"
Jiang Gu didn't respond, holding the blood-stained Seven Deadly Blades in his hand, seemingly lost in thought.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang?" Wen Xiuji frowned. Jiang Gu's absent-minded and heartbroken appearance hurt his eyes. He recalled the scene of Jiang Gu and Wei Feng hugging and kissing in Tengyao City, and he immediately wanted to gouge his eyes out.
How could a perfectly respectable reincarnated immortal lord like men? Isn't that insane?
Jiang Gu remained silent.
Wen Xiuji couldn't stand it for another second and turned to leave.
Jiang Gu showed no reaction to this, simply leaning against the headboard, staring blankly at the Seven Deadly Blades.
"He was completely distraught, looking half-dead," Wen Xiuji said through gritted teeth in the main hall. "Elder, does the divine decree really say that he is Yaoyan Divine Lord?"
The elder said, "Jiang Gu has always been resolute in his character."
“Wei Feng is his disciple and also his Daoist partner with whom he formed a Daoist contract. As a result, Jiang Gu was almost stabbed to death by him,” Wen Xiuji said. “Thinking about it this way, it’s understandable.”
“Since Jiang Gu has formed a Daoist partnership with Wei Feng, they will live and die together. Wei Feng won’t really kill him.” The Grand Elder pondered for a moment, “Let’s wait and see.”
For more than ten days in a row, Jiang Gu stayed at home and did not cultivate. Except when he was in a coma, he stared blankly at the Seven Absolute Blades, and his whole person became more and more lifeless.
The Grand Elder finally couldn't hold back any longer and showed himself.
The door was opened from the outside, and sunlight streamed in. Jiang Gu squinted slightly, his pale profile outlined in a fragile curve under the light. He neither hid nor showed any interest in the person who came in. He just lay lifelessly on the bed, looking even thinner than before.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, the Grand Elder of the Divine Temple has come to see you," Wen Xiuji said, tucking his sleeves aside. "The Grand Elder is the only person in the Yaoyan Divine Temple who can communicate with the gods of the upper realm. You—"
He was about to speak when the Grand Elder raised his hand to stop him.
The Grand Elder looked down at Jiang Gu and said slowly, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, now you should know that only our Yaoyan Divine Palace truly cares for you."
Jiang Gu looked at him upon hearing this.
This person had a head of white hair, but his face looked like that of a young man. He exuded a faint divine power and even looked somewhat like an immortal.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, the word 'love' is the most difficult to understand. Why are you so dejected for someone who doesn't care about you at all?" The Grand Elder's smile deepened as he saw Jiang looking at him. "What do you think, Fellow Daoist Jiang?"
Jiang Gu spoke in a hoarse voice: "It's just being betrayed, I'm used to it."
"Then why do you always carry the Seven Deadly Blades and never leave the house?" Wen Xiuji asked.
"Of course I'm looking for revenge." Jiang Gu glanced at him coldly. "My meridians are completely severed and my primordial spirit is shattered. Even if I manage to repair them, I won't be able to move. What do you think I'm doing?"
"..." Wen Xiuji fell silent.
"It's my fault for misjudging people; I deserve this fate," Jiang Gu said coldly. "I am grateful to Fellow Daoist Wen and the Shenyao Divine Palace for their rescue. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will repay this great favor."
The Grand Elder looked at him with admiration: "Fellow Daoist Jiang is indeed steadfast in his Dao heart and has such courage. He has a good chance of ascending to immortality."
Jiang Gu said expressionlessly, "Thank you."
The Grand Elder laughed: "You should stay here and recuperate. Whether it is revenge or ascension, my Shenyao Temple will do everything in its power."
Jiang Gu didn't say anything, he just closed his eyes and continued to rest.
Having ascertained Jiang Gu's attitude, the two did not linger for long and quickly left the side hall.
A transparent ghostly pattern relentlessly emerged from the sea of consciousness, anxiously searching for Jiang Gu's primordial spirit. But just like the previous ten days, it was annihilated by the magic array as soon as it appeared, giving Wei Feng no chance to show himself.
Jiang Gu's meridians were being continuously nourished by Wen Xiuji and the others using divine artifacts, and his primordial spirit was also being condensed and re-formed by a top-grade divine artifact. He shattered his primordial spirit and pieced some of it together for Wei Feng. He couldn't tell whether the so-called immortal bone was a specific bone or referred to the entire skeleton, but he leaned towards the latter. So he evenly removed half of his bones, allowing the chaotic energy to erode and dissolve them. The other half was built up with dark stone. In this way, Wen Xiuji and the others would only think that he had used the chaotic energy to erode his bones and crush his primordial spirit in order to save Wei Feng. The injury was evenly distributed, so it would not be easy to reveal any flaws.
However, this move was dangerous, and he would perish if he was not careful. He or Wei Feng and the others could not maintain such a vast amount of spiritual and divine power to heal their injuries. Therefore, he went to the Yaoyan Temple, which was just another blow to his heart, and it was more worthwhile than nothing.
The first few days of healing were indeed tough. He considered himself to have a strong tolerance for pain, but for the first time he truly understood the meaning of "unbearable pain." However, he didn't want anyone to see him in such a wretched state.
Including Wei Feng.
At first, Wei Feng only sought him out through the Marriage Knot. In the past few days, however, he recklessly used ghost patterns to drill into his sea of consciousness. But at that time, his primordial spirit was in such a terrible state that if Wei Feng saw it, he would be scared half to death. He would have to cry and coax him, and find excuses to deceive him. He really didn't want to waste his energy on that.
Only now has his primordial spirit barely condensed, and he can barely speak. Seeing the ghost patterns in his sea of consciousness coming one after another to "seek death," Jiang Gu sighed softly and removed the magic array.
The moment the magic array was removed, Wei Feng's primordial spirit rushed out and threw itself into Jiang Gu's arms. Jiang Gu reached out to catch it, but was knocked back a few steps by the impact, and his primordial spirit almost shattered again.
Wei Feng's spirit hugged him tightly, buried its head in his shoulder, and breathed heavily.
Jiang Gu slowly snapped out of her daze of pain, reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, frowning as she said, "It's only been a few days, and you—"
"Seventeen days and five hours." Wei Feng interrupted him in a muffled voice, hugging him tightly. "You lied to me again."
Jiang Gu scoffed, "Pathetic."
Wei Feng bit his neck in a fit of rage. Jiang Gu turned his head slightly, but Wei Feng refused to let him go. The ghost patterns surging out from behind him instantly engulfed him.
For a moment, Jiang Gu's illusionary formation almost failed to maintain itself. He reached out and pushed the person away, whispering, "This is the Yaoyan Temple. I am surrounded by artifacts of the Half-Immortal Clan. Don't be silly."
Wei Feng lifted his head with the force of his movement, staring at him with bloodshot eyes: "Why would you have a divine artifact from the Half-Immortal Clan?"
"A stopgap measure," Jiang Gu replied ambiguously, pinching the back of his neck. "How were you at the Changning Temple?"
“Chang Ping’an is keeping a close watch on us; we haven’t had a chance to get close to those Purple Mansions. They’re looking for a way to activate the Heavenly Path and are already planning to abduct Xiao Dan.” Wei Feng noticed that his face was turning pale and suddenly stopped talking. “Master, are you feeling unwell?”
"It's nothing, I just pretended to be injured to make things easier." Jiang Gu tried to change the subject, "Did Wen Hanjiu say anything to you?"
Wei Feng refused, the ghostly patterns skillfully binding his hands and feet. He raised his hand and tore apart the clothes formed from the spiritual energy of his primordial spirit. Jiang Gu was caught off guard and felt a chill all over his body. His eyes widened in astonishment: "What are you doing?"
Wei Feng's gaze landed squarely on his heart. He reached out and placed his hand on it, sending a wisp of spiritual energy into it: "I sensed something was off earlier. Those people from the Yaoyan Temple are all ancient monsters who have lived for thousands of years. If you weren't truly injured, how could you have fooled them?"
"You—" Jiang Gu was somewhat surprised, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
"My brain was struck by lightning." Wei Feng glared at him angrily, then lowered his head and licked the wound on his primordial spirit. "I couldn't wait to refine that Seven Deadly Blades. I stared at it every day, but you took it away when we consummated our marriage. Master, you can even be distracted by other things in bed. Was I not trying hard enough?"
Jiang Gu was taken aback by his sudden remark, and his expression shifted in a somewhat unpredictable manner.
“You’re definitely hiding something from me.” Wei Feng looked at him with unwavering eyes, the ghostly patterns and mist around him slowly invading his golden primordial spirit. “Although I can’t guess what it is, you’re definitely feeling guilty.”
He didn't trust his own brain, but he trusted his intuition.
Jiang Gu lay disheveled in the ghostly pattern, his eyebrows and hair entwined with damp mist. Hearing this, he curled the corners of his mouth and said, "When did I ever teach you to act on your intuition?"
The mocking yet indifferent smile at the corner of his mouth made Wei Feng's heart itch. He bit Jiang Gu in annoyance: "I learned it myself. I also taught you many other things, and you liked them all."
Jiang Gu slowly narrowed his eyes: "You're becoming more and more shameless."
Wei Feng affectionately rubbed his nose against his cheek and said aggrievedly, "Master, you've left me alone in this empty room for so many days, and I've been crying every single day."
Jiang Gu sneered, "You're always trying to find ways to infiltrate other people's minds."
Wei Feng kissed him like a chick pecking at rice: "You are not just anyone. You are my master, my husband, my most beloved Daoist partner, and the person who treats me the best in the world."
These words were so shameless and utterly nauseating. Jiang Gu tried his best to suppress his smile, but his hand couldn't help but pinch his cheek. He said in a light tone, "Go back. If you stay any longer, you'll be discovered."
Wei Feng naturally didn't want to leave, but getting information out of Jiang Gu was harder than ascending to immortality. There was nothing his master wanted to hide that he couldn't hide. However, his unease and anxiety did not lessen at all after seeing Jiang Gu.
"Master, give me a kiss." He looked at Jiang Gu longingly.
Then I received a slow, gentle, and restrained kiss.
"Persuade Chang Ping'an to come and kidnap Xiao Dan as soon as possible," Jiang Gu said.
Wei Feng asked doubtfully, "But wouldn't all the Chaos Cores fall into the hands of the Changning Temple?"
"The Chaos Core will only fall into our hands." Jiang Gu stopped there, patting his lower back. "Let's go."
Wei Feng left Jiang Gu's sea of consciousness, looking back every few steps. Jiang Gu calmed himself down and continued to heal his injuries.
He did not notice the extremely subtle spiritual energy placed on his primordial spirit's chest, nor the extra stroke drawn in the magic array in his sea of consciousness.
In the Changning Divine Palace, Wei Feng sensed that Jiang Gu's primordial spirit had suddenly weakened after he left, and his expression gradually became solemn.
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