Chapter 291 A Love Tribulation That's Hard to Overcome (Part Fourteen)
Jiang Gu finally understood why his heart had been aching. He had thought it was the effect of the transfer array, but he never imagined that he would one day dare to entrust his heart and memories to someone else. No wonder he couldn't find those sealed memories no matter what he did—even though he now had most of the memories from the lower realm, he instinctively felt that the sealed part of those memories was crucial.
But it is clear that Wei Feng did this without his consent.
He absolutely could not easily merge his memories and heart with someone else, not even Wei Feng.
The young man before him had a sinister face. The bloody hole in his chest and the ghostly markings spreading out made him look somewhat evil. He took a step closer and forcefully and firmly placed the heart wrapped in black ghostly markings on his chest. He reached out and put his arm around his waist, and laughed, "Master, can you tell which memories are your own and which are mine? You're so smart, you definitely can."
The heart slowly melted into Jiang Gu's chest, along with those overwhelmingly intense emotions. Wei Feng hugged him tighter and softened his voice, saying, "Master, I didn't mean to lie to you, but you are just too smart."
Jiang Gu entrusted him with his most important memories, and he hid those memories in his heart. Fearing that Yao Yan would find them, he simply merged them with his own memories. This way, even if Yao Yan found them, it would be time-consuming and laborious for him, but it was still far from enough for him.
He knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The sword that stabbed him in the heart when Jiang Gu ascended to immortality was nothing. He felt little pain or shock. But the fear of not being able to find anyone after Jiang Gu's ascension was ingrained in his bones, far more memorable than that sword strike. He tried his best but could never hold onto Jiang Gu. He never wanted to experience that despair and fear again in his life.
In the upper realm, Jiang Gu seemed to finally stop and look back at him, tenderly and considerately taking care of his feelings. He felt as if he were in a beautiful dream, and those lingering fears finally slowly dissipated. But what rose with them was an even greater unease and desire—this was not enough, far from enough.
He was probably the filthy thing those immortals talked about, mixed with the darkest desires and the most obsessive thoughts in the world. Jiang Gu treated him like this, and he should be overjoyed and satisfied, but his desires were like the ghostly markings on his body, endless and without end. Jiang Gu had arranged everything, and reason told him that he should not interfere, but he could no longer tolerate anything that would endanger the status quo.
Jiang Gu's memories as Yao Yan span tens of thousands of years. His master, being so intelligent, must have guessed that he had something extremely important to do, just like the most important thing when he ascended to immortality in the lower realm. He would always be ranked last. But he had already experienced what it felt like to be ranked first in Jiang Gu's heart. When Jiang Gu shared his consciousness and thoughts with him without reservation, entrusted his heart to him for safekeeping, and had him in his heart and eyes, this feeling was simply too wonderful.
Human desires are endless, and filth will only increase.
He wanted Jiang Gu to love him the most, no matter what, and for everyone else to come second.
Perhaps this is his only chance.
Without hesitation, he merged his heart with Jiang Gu's, and the sealed memories within them became intertwined with his own. From then on, he could clearly feel Jiang Gu's joys, sorrows, and any emotions, and Jiang Gu felt the same way. This fused memory would become the most vivid, profound, and unforgettable part of Jiang Gu's life, which was the same as his master's original goal.
As Wei Feng's memories of the Upper Realm gradually returned, the heart also gradually merged into Jiang Gu's chest cavity. In an instant, both the memories of being Yao Yan for tens of thousands of years and the memories of being Jiang Gu in the Lower Realm all merged together, and the memories of the Lower Realm that Wei Feng had tampered with were particularly vivid and clear—
Jiang Gu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze towards Wei Feng filled with coldness: "Wei Linming, how dare you."
His original plan was to extract Yao Yan's key memories and merge them with his own memories in the lower realm, so that his consciousness in the lower realm would still dominate. However, Wei Feng unexpectedly gave him a push, causing all of his memories to merge together, and even more excessively, he wanted to control his emotions and memories.
Wei Feng grinned, grabbed the back of his neck, and kissed him.
Jiang Gu was angry that Wei Feng had taken it upon himself to disrupt his original plans. He was also shocked and disapproved of his disciple's rebellious behavior after regaining Yao Yan's memories. He rarely experienced such a chaotic state of mind. He tried to push Wei Feng away with a cold face, but he was tightly bound by the ghostly markings spreading across Wei Feng's chest. He was pulled back a few steps by Wei Feng and bumped against the cold palace gate.
“Master…” Wei Feng held him tightly in his arms, forcefully pushing his legs apart with his knees. Ghost patterns stained with blood and dripping flesh wrapped around his limbs, and filthy chaotic energy spread and spread, covering his ankles and calves in a messy manner. Mottled bloodstains and pale green saliva remained on his snow-white sleeves.
Even though Jiang Gu had already gotten used to it, the shame and absurdity that he had been deliberately suppressing for tens of thousands of years, which had been accumulated over time, swept back and were even more intense than before.
"Wei Linming." He warned through gritted teeth, his mind still a jumble of chaotic memories before he was engulfed by the overwhelming ghostly patterns.
A burst of brilliant golden immortal power suddenly erupted, intending to blast people away, but the filthy chaotic energy was even stronger, forcefully enveloping and devouring the pure golden immortal power. The black stone that Jiang Gu had put in his sleeve became the perfect undercover agent, melting into a pool of dirty ghost patterns, which were branded on Jiang Gu's lower back. The fine pain made Jiang Gu subconsciously frown.
"Master, please don't shake me away anymore." Wei Feng writhed his ghostly-patterned hand and gripped Jiang Gu's thin ankle tightly, pressing it against his waist. He leaned down and affectionately rubbed Jiang Gu's cheek, saying aggrievedly, "Every time you shake me away, I feel worse than if I were dead."
"You..." Jiang Gu's voice was a little unsteady. It was rare for him to be suppressed like this. Even when Wei Feng was on top during dual cultivation, he was usually obedient and compliant. If things went too far, he would shed a few tears and beg for mercy. But now he was unusually strong and stubborn, ignoring his warnings. Moreover, before he could even investigate what Wei Feng had done to his heart, he was dragged into the sea of desire and sinking into depravity.
“I have already completely refined the chaotic energy in the Demon Forest.” Wei Feng touched the ghost mark branded on his lower back and pressed it lightly. “Master, the aphrodisiac effect of the ghost mark is no longer what it used to be… Beg me, beg me and I will help you.”
Veins bulged on Jiang Gu's neck. Every bit of immortal power he used made the love poison stronger. He could clearly feel his reason being gradually extinguished by desire—this bastard's thirst was being transmitted to him without missing a single bit.
"Master, please..." Wei Feng's hand, wriggling with ghostly markings, traced his spine inch by inch, and he pleaded in a soft voice, "Please beg me."
Jiang Gu laughed angrily: "You scoundrel."
Wei Feng happily rubbed his nose against his bridge: "Master, you promised me at the bottom of Dragon Roar Mountain that I could use my original form..."
Jiang Gu's jaw tightened, and a burning shiver ran through the ghostly pattern on his lower back. The handsome young man in front of him suddenly changed his appearance, transforming into a mixture of a divine harpoon and a ghostly white-eyed creature. A cool, sticky fish tail wrapped around his waist, and Wei Feng grabbed his hand, leading him to touch the most beautiful harpoon scale on his body.
"Master, will you give birth to my little fish?"
Jiang Gu thought he had misheard, but the hand on his back suddenly tightened... In the midst of chaos and loss of control, Wei Feng grabbed the back of his neck, pulled him into his arms, and chuckled softly:
"Master, you can bite my shoulder."
In that instant, Jiang Gu wanted to kill this wretched child.
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The Yaoyan Immortal Palace on the sixteenth heaven was shrouded in black mist.
Countless divine senses attempted to approach and explore, but they were all blocked by a savage and violent force. Those that were slower were torn to pieces and became a feast for the chaotic core. For a time, no one dared to approach.
Ling Yin watched the chaotic energy spread with a solemn expression, and finally couldn't hold back any longer: "No, I have to go and see what Yao Yan is doing."
“Ah Ling,” Yao Shuo stopped her, “we agreed to give him some time.”
“But…” Ling Yin said with some worry, “That’s a Chaos Core, can he control it?”
"Isn't the Heavenly Dao's bestowal of this position enough to reassure you?" Yao Shuo smiled, pressing her shoulder to make her sit down. "Besides, Wei Feng is just a low-level filth. Even if he has a Chaos Core, he wouldn't dare to really harm Yao Yan. When has our son ever wronged himself?"
“Yes, he never wrongs himself, and he dares to go against everyone if he is even slightly unhappy,” Ling Yin said. “Back then, he almost fought with you and me over this filth.”
“However, he has become much more composed since returning from this tribulation, and he should not be so impulsive again.” Yao Shuo said helplessly, “I think he has controlled the chaotic energy very well, and Wei Feng has not caused any major trouble.”
Ling Yin glared at him, but ultimately didn't insist on going again.
——
Three days later, the entire Sixteenth Heaven suddenly trembled as a dark shadow smashed through the palace gate made of Northern Darkness Phoebe wood, crashing heavily into the south wall and scattering rubble everywhere.
Wei Feng coughed, clutching his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth haphazardly with the back of his hand and struggled to his feet.
Jiang Gu wore a robe stained with blood and saliva, his upper body was bare, and torn ghost patterns were wrapped around his waist and calves. Golden immortal power enveloped his body, but it could not wash away the traces left by the filth and chaotic energy. An irregular ghost pattern was branded on his lower back, which was partially hidden by his loose black hair.
"Master." Wei Feng reached out and grabbed his hand.
Jiang Gu turned his head and looked at him coldly.
Wei Feng's hand paused in mid-air, then he grabbed Jiang Gu's hand without hesitation. The chaotic energy forcefully pushed aside the golden immortal power, leaving Jiang Gu in place.
With red eyes, he looked at Jiang Gu and said, "Master, please don't be angry. I won't do it again next time."
Jiang Gu's immortal power couldn't shake him off, so he ignored him and continued walking forward. Wei Feng didn't dare to stop him, so he grabbed Jiang Gu's hand and followed closely behind him. He wanted to speak but didn't dare, and could only look at Jiang Gu pitifully.
Jiang Gu stopped in front of the hot spring pool outside the bedroom and glanced at him indifferently.
Wei Feng obediently let go of Jiang Gu's hand, and Jiang Gu walked into the pool. Wei Feng quietly put away the dirty outer robe, watched Jiang Gu from the shore, his gaze lingering on the mottled hickeys on his body for a moment, and then, with a determined heart, followed him into the water.
Jiang Gu ignored him, leaned against the pool, closed his eyes, and rested. He circulated his immortal power to clear the residual chaotic energy in his meridians, finally having the time to investigate what Wei Feng had done to his heart.
A warm touch came from his shoulder. Jiang Gu opened his eyes and saw Wei Feng clinging to him, leaning in to lick his collarbone, which had almost been bitten through.
"Master, have you finished integrating all your memories?" Wei Feng asked him somewhat guiltily.
Jiang Gu looked at him expressionlessly without saying a word.
Wei Feng felt a chill run down his spine from his gaze. He had indeed gone a bit too far these past few days, but he was also merging his memories, and the past events had become the best aphrodisiac, making him somewhat insatiable... However, his master's kick was merciless, and the familiar force made him very happy.
"Get lost." Jiang Gu said succinctly.
Wei Feng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes slowly reddening, but he still couldn't help but smile foolishly.
Jiang Gu sighed almost imperceptibly, but Wei Feng had already leaned in and wrapped his arms around his neck.
"Master."
"Um."
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