Chapter 284 A Love Tribulation That's Hard to Overcome (Part 7)
"Yaoyan! I've finally caught you!" A boastful voice suddenly broke the silence between the two.
Jiang Gu looked in the direction of the sound and saw an arrogant man in black. He was fair-skinned but had a fierce expression. He was holding a long-haired sable with blood-red eyes and baring his teeth at Wei Feng.
Wang Ting glanced at Wei Feng and snorted, "Yao Yan, is this the filthy Daoist partner you found in the lower realm? You've really opened my eyes."
Jiang Gu glanced at him indifferently and said to Wei Feng, "Let's go back. It's too noisy here."
"Alright." Wei Feng didn't want to gain a reputation for being bloodthirsty in the Upper Realm any further, so he decided to cultivate his character.
However, while they did not want to cause trouble, Wang Ting was not happy. He released the long-haired sable in his hand, and the sable's body instantly grew dozens of times larger. It gripped the ground with its four paws and arched its back to block Wei Feng and Jiang Gu's path.
"Yaoyan, are you scared?" Wangting looked at him with her arms crossed. "I heard you've lost your immortal bones and don't have the magic to recover your memories. I'm not one to bully the weak, so let's follow our usual practice and have a fight at the River of Forgetfulness in the Demon Forest. I'll give you three moves. If you can still beat me, I'll never bother you again, how about it?"
He stared intently at Jiang Gu, his eyes filled with anticipation and smugness. After all, Yao Yan without magic was like a ferocious beast without teeth. He had been waiting outside Yao Yan's Immortal Palace day and night for several days, driving away countless fairies and immortal lords who wanted to cause trouble for Jiang Gu, and finally earned himself such a precious opportunity to avenge his previous humiliation.
As for whether the fairies who ran away crying and the immortal lords with dejected faces came to fight Yao Yan or to mock him, that was completely outside his consideration.
As Yao Yan's number one nemesis, this first fight must be with him!
Just when Wang Ting thought the other party was finally about to make a move, he heard Jiang Gu say unhurriedly, "Why do we have to fight in the River of Forgetfulness in the Demon Forest?"
Wang Ting was stunned. After thinking for a long time, he angrily said, "How should I know? You always go there for fights. You promised me before you descended to the mortal realm that you would go to the River of Forgetfulness and have a match with me again after you ascended. How could you forget something so important?!"
Jiang Gu nodded thoughtfully and said, "Since you are not someone who bullies the weak, and I do not have immortal bones, you should not use magic."
Wang Ting exclaimed in shock, "Yao Yan, how did you become so shameless after your trip to the mortal realm?"
Jiang Gu smiled slightly: "Thank you for the compliment."
Wang Ting was speechless, frowning as he said, "I don't care, if you don't fight me, you're not leaving here today!"
"Okay," Jiang Gu agreed.
Wang Ting was finally satisfied and commanded his magical pet to lie down: "Since none of you know any magic, let my magical pet carry you over."
After he finished speaking, he nervously observed Jiang Gu and Wei Feng's reactions. Wei Feng jumped up first and reached out his hand to Jiang Gu. Wang Ting watched as Jiang Gu stepped on his pet's head, and for a moment he didn't know what expression to make.
Yao Yan, surprisingly, didn't mind his ugly demonic pet and even stepped on it!
He was even holding hands with that lowly filth!
He finally lost his mind after going through his love tribulation!
Wang Ting was overjoyed. He sat cross-legged, tugging at the fur of his magical pet, wishing he could transform into his original form and howl a couple of times.
"Master, is he not quite right in the head?" Wei Feng glanced at Wang Ting, who was laughing about something behind him, and couldn't help but send a telepathic message to Jiang Gu.
“Hmm,” Jiang Gu said. “I heard he’s still young, only recently turned 18.”
Wei Feng instantly understood: "You deliberately lured him out?"
"Just something I did on the side," Jiang Gu said.
Wei Feng couldn't suppress the upturned corners of his mouth. He hadn't expected his master to be so straightforward and frank after his ascension. Sometimes, a single unexpected sentence could make him overjoyed.
“This person and Yao Yan don’t get along, but there’s no deep-seated hatred between them,” Jiang Gu said. “If it were me, I wouldn’t bother arranging a fight with him before my tribulation in the lower realm.”
Wei Feng instantly understood what he meant: "Could it be that you arranged this beforehand?"
“Possibly,” Jiang Gu said. “We’ll know once we get to the River of Forgetfulness.”
Since Yao Yan has a plan to bring the Chaos Core back to the Upper Realm, he must have a way to deal with it. Although there are many things that are hard to explain, as long as we find a breakthrough, Jiang Gu is confident that even without his memories, he can deduce what Yao Yan is trying to do.
Compared to Changning and Ziguang's friends, it's easier to discern the intentions of Wangting, a well-known nemesis.
That ancient flowering tree grew on the edge of the Demon Forest. After crossing a vast, endless wasteland, one finally reached the interior of the Demon Forest, where miasma and foul air abounded. This filthy air was inherently incompatible with the immortal spirit within the immortal's body. The strangely shaped plants and ferocious demonic beasts were even more terrifying.
The River of Forgetfulness is merely a long, winding river outside the Demon Forest. As it flows eastward into the Demon Realm, it is renamed the River of the Underworld.
Clearly, the place Yao Yan chose was both remote and not particularly dangerous—even just a glance at the distant Demon Forest was enough to tell that it was extremely perilous inside.
Wang Ting was eager to test his skills against Jiang Gu.
Jiang Gu surveyed his surroundings and said, "My Daoist partner is also my disciple. If you can defeat him, then it won't be too late for me to spar with you."
Upon hearing this, Wang Ting looked at Wei Feng with disdain: "Heh, mere filth."
Wei Feng turned to look at Jiang Gu, who nodded to him and transmitted his voice, "It's alright, go ahead and try. I'll take care of the sealing."
Wei Feng was now free of any worries. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned the Mo Dao and charged straight towards the Wangting Pavilion.
As the Chaos Core was gradually refined, he could clearly feel the power within his body growing stronger, but he didn't know exactly how strong it had become. In his first exchange with Wang Ting, he was forced back half a step by the surging magic power emanating from the other party.
Wang Ting was somewhat surprised and said seriously, "You filthy thing actually managed to withstand my attack."
He only wanted to fight Yao Yan as soon as possible, so he used most of his strength in this move, but he did not expect that Wei Feng could withstand it without showing any signs of weakness.
Wei Feng's fighting style was deeply inherited from Jiang Gu. He was used to rampaging through the cultivation world, but once he arrived in the Upper Realm, he found himself using the methods Jiang Gu had taught him. He hadn't used his full strength in that move just now; he only wanted to test his opponent's strength. With just that one move, he knew what to expect. Even without magic, he wouldn't lose.
Wang Ting's gaze towards him was no longer filled with contempt. This little demon lord was enthusiastic about fighting and knew the rules. After exchanging tens of thousands of blows with Wei Feng, his magic power was gradually exhausted, but he became more and more excited as he fought: "Again!"
Wei Feng's longsword trembled, and he took half a step back, saying, "No need, you can't beat me."
Wang Ting refused: "You and Yao Yan are so similar in your ways, no wonder you are his disciple. How could you be so foolish as to become his Daoist partner?"
Wei Feng narrowed his eyes in displeasure.
“Yao Yan is cold and ruthless, and he only focuses on cultivation. No one in the Nine Heavens is willing to be his Daoist partner.” Wang Ting said bluntly, “If I had known that he would teach his Daoist partners to fight, I would have become his Daoist partner.”
Wei Feng's anger flared up instantly.
Wei Feng's attack suddenly changed. Wang Ting clearly felt the killing intent on his body. He was overjoyed but also puzzled: "You filthy thing, you're really inexplicable. I was just saying it. I didn't really want to take it from him. He'll beat me to death."
"I'll kill you right now," Wei Feng said, laughing in a fit of rage.
When Wang Ting saw that he was serious, he was still calmly dealing with the situation, but he soon noticed something was wrong—the magic power in his body was rapidly draining away.
He cautiously retreated several hundred feet, standing on the turbulent river and looking at Wei Feng: "What evil thing is inside you?!"
Wei Feng sneered, then turned the horizontal broadsword in his hand and slashed straight at his heart.
Wang Ting retreated rapidly, creating towering waves behind him. Wei Feng's chaotic energy suddenly erupted, but Jiang Gu made no attempt to stop him. However, just as Wang Ting's magical power was about to be exhausted, a folding fan suddenly appeared out of thin air, blocking Wei Feng's attack for him. With a swipe in the air, an invisible barrier temporarily isolated the chaotic energy in front of Wang Ting.
"I've been looking for you everywhere." Changning looked at Jiang Gu with a smile. "Yaoyan, it's one thing for Wangting to be young and mischievous, but why did you join in his mischief?"
Wang Ting looked at Wei Feng with lingering fear, her hands behind her back trembling slightly.
The power emanating from Wei Feng just now was terrifying. Even when he fought Yao Yan before, he had never felt so powerless. Moreover, he had already used magic in the middle of the fight, but he had no chance to catch his breath... Could it be as Chang Ning said, that the Chaos Core in Wei Feng's body has the power to destroy the world?
Jiang Gu said, "It's just a normal sparring match."
Changning's smile remained unchanged: "Wangting's magical power was almost exhausted. If it had been truly exhausted, his immortal bones would probably have been completely devoured by the chaotic energy."
“Wei Feng is nothing but filth, and his meridians have been sealed by Prince Yao Shuo. How could he possibly use the chaotic energy?” Jiang Gu said unhurriedly. “Chang Ning, you are overthinking it.”
Changning looked at him with an ambiguous expression: "Yaoyan, I didn't mean to target your partner, but it's easy for others to find fault with you if you fight here. Why don't you go back to the palace first?"
Jiang Gu twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's alright, the scenery here is beautiful."
Changning was silent for a moment, then smiled and slapped the fan into her palm, saying, "Alright, you always have your own ideas. It's just that the Demon Forest is full of dangers, so don't go in."
Jiang Ke nodded politely.
Changning led Wangting out of the water when Jiang Gu suddenly called out to him from behind, "Changning, where's your jade flute?"
Changning paused, turned to look at him: "It was lost back when we went to play in the Little World. What makes you remember?"
"It's nothing." Jiang subtly stopped Wei Feng from making a move.
Changning smiled and left the River of Forgetfulness with Wangting.
“Master, something’s not right about Changning,” Wei Feng said.
At that time in the Yaoyan Temple, the artifact that Wen Xiuji gave Jiang Gu to help him ascend was a jade flute, and that flute was almost identical to the jade flute in the hand of the statue in the Changning Temple.
"No rush." Jiang Gu lowered his eyes to look at the river at his feet. "There's something in this river."
Just as Wei Feng was about to speak, a deafening clap of thunder suddenly came from afar, followed by the sound of bells ringing out, which sounded strangely familiar.
In the distance, Tianmen, who was taking a short rest, watched the ascending cultivator and was nearly uprooted by the chaotic energy emanating from him.
Feng Wuyou excitedly looked around at his surroundings and greeted Tianmen warmly: "Fellow Daoist, is this the Immortal Realm? Do you know Jiang Gu?"
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