Chapter 292 A Love Tribulation That's Hard to Overcome (Fifteen)
Although angry, Jiang Gu ultimately couldn't bring himself to be ruthless.
He could guess roughly why Wei Feng did this, but he never expected Wei Feng to be so audacious as to act on his own initiative. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little gratified and satisfied, after all, it was his little apprentice whom he had personally raised, who had managed to do such a ruthless and decisive thing without him noticing.
But deep down he was unhappy, especially since his memories had been forcibly merged—and in such an embarrassing environment.
That bastard has achieved his goal. Neither the memories of tens of thousands of years nor the memories of the lower realm can compare to the impact of merging memories while cultivating together.
Fortunately, Jiang Gu was busy with official duties and had many things to do.
He was always busy in the lower realm, and now that he can finally return to peace, he is still a little unaccustomed to it. After his memories were completely integrated, he remembered many things and plans, but there are too many things to change now, and he is too busy to handle them.
Wei Feng was arranged to recuperate in a nearby side hall—he was somewhat annoyed at the time, and the kick he gave was not light.
The image of Wei Feng pinning him against the palace gate and behaving wantonly flashed through his mind again; the silver-blue mermaid tail was smooth and cool, and the ghostly patterns spreading from his white pupils tightly wrapped around his neck, even branding a ghostly mark on his lower back...
The ghostly markings on his lower back began to throb faintly again, rustling and spreading upwards along his spine. Jiang Gu's face darkened, and his golden immortal power mercilessly annihilated the ghostly markings. The ghostly markings finally settled obediently on his lower back, but their presence was extremely strong and hard to ignore.
"Immortal Lord, are you alright?" Lin Feng asked, noticing that his complexion was not quite right.
"It's nothing." Jiang Gu raised his hand and swept it, and the tabletop that he had cracked was restored to its original state.
The ghostly tattoos, like the fused heart, were created using complex techniques. Wei Feng must have planned this all along, and it's unclear how long he'd been working on it. He couldn't remove them in a short time, and besides, he didn't know how Wei Feng would react if he forcibly removed them. Through this incident, he finally realized that Wei Feng wasn't entirely under his control and would do many things that surprised him.
The reason is that I've been deceived by him too many times.
Even though he shared his consciousness with Wei Feng and revealed his plan, Wei Feng still couldn't feel at ease and preferred to achieve his goal in his own way.
His actions were exactly the same as Jiang Gu's.
He couldn't blame Wei Feng either, because he had taught his disciple too well, and the student had surpassed the teacher. It would have been better if Wei Feng hadn't been dealing with him.
For three consecutive days, Wei Feng was kept out of the door by Jiang Gu, who claimed to be too busy with other matters.
The immortal official named Pingming beside Jiang Gu spoke to him politely: "Fellow Daoist Wei, the Immortal Lord is busy with affairs and has gone to the Boundless Realm. He will return later."
"I'm going to find him." Wei Feng turned and left.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait." Pingming stopped him, saying helplessly, "The Immortal Lord has ordered that you cannot step out of Yaoyan Immortal Palace."
Wei Feng's face darkened, and Jiang Gu's voice suddenly rang in his mind: "What is it?"
Wei Feng's nose suddenly stung with tears. He ignored Ping Ming and searched for Jiang Gu's figure in his mind. He said aggrievedly, "Master, where did you go? Why won't you see me?"
"Take something from the Boundless Realm," Jiang Gu said.
Wei Feng couldn't find Jiang Gu's primordial spirit, but he found a wisp of golden immortal power in a corner of his sea of consciousness. He asked pitifully, "When will you come back?"
"Six hours later," Jiang Gu said. "Don't wander around; it's very chaotic outside."
Wei Feng nodded, reached out and touched the meager amount of immortal power, and said in a muffled voice, "Then I'll wait for you."
"Hmm." Jiang Gu's voice disappeared.
The wisp of immortal power slowly dissipated, leaving only a round, golden immortal spirit. Wei Feng picked it up, smelled it, took a bite, raised an eyebrow, and then swallowed it whole, smacking his lips with lingering satisfaction.
He narrowed his eyes, and a dark ghost pattern spread from his chest. A water mirror appeared in front of him, reflecting half of his slender waist. An irregularly shaped ghost pattern was attached to his fair and slender waist, which was faintly visible through his thin clothes. The shape of the ghost pattern changed slightly with Jiang Gu's movements.
He savored the memory of that celestial spirit, watching his master's lower back with great interest for six hours.
His expression changed drastically when he saw the plaque of the Yuanyao Palace through the ghostly markings.
——
Within the Palace of Fate.
“Washing away memories is a special case, because you can’t forget what happened in the lower realm. This shows that the memories of the lower and upper realms are not separate. The moment you pass through the Heavenly Gate, the memories naturally merge. There is no issue of one part dominating the other.” Yuan Yao looked at the little immortal lord who rarely visits and answered his question. “But little immortal lord, you forcibly removed your immortal bones to pass through the Heavenly Gate, which caused the memories to not merge smoothly. And your will is extremely strong. You think and worry about everything without omission. So you are worrying too much.”
As the saying goes, cleverness can backfire. Immortal Lord Yaoyan has only made things difficult for himself, complicating what was originally a simple matter and creating so many complications.
Jiang Gu lowered his eyes to look at the countless red threads on the table and said calmly, "If Wei Feng absorbs half of the immortal bone and then the rest is fused and given to him, is this possible?"
“Of course not,” Yuan Yao said with a smile. “Not everyone is as intelligent and has such a strong will as you, Immortal Lord.”
Jiang Gu said, "Wei Feng is also very clever."
He has already experienced it firsthand.
Yuan Yao nodded: "The little immortal's disciple is naturally one in a million."
It's just a pity that Jiang Gu dotes on this disciple so much that he can lie through his teeth. No matter how clever a filthy thing is, how clever can he be? However, Yuan Yao didn't dare to say this to his face, so he could only go along with his words and praise him against his will.
"Immortal Lord, you had this question before you descended to the mortal realm, and you even prepared a backup plan for it. May I ask why you had this concern?" Yuan Yao had been puzzled by this for a long time.
After all, Yao Yan had come to find him before descending to the mortal realm, and the first thing he asked was how to prevent being controlled by the consciousness of his own mortal tribulation. It was the first time he had heard such a strange question, and he spent a long time explaining it to him, saying that such a thing would never happen because it was the same person. But Yao Yan obviously still didn't believe him when he left.
Jiang Gu thought of his master, who was still in seclusion, and fell silent.
Hongchen had specifically instructed him on this matter before going into seclusion, so he naturally had to make thorough preparations for it. After all, he had personally witnessed how his master's temperament had changed drastically... He still wanted to help his master eliminate that annoying secondary consciousness within his body, but unfortunately, he had never succeeded.
However, it is inconvenient to discuss this matter with Yuan Yao.
Yuan Yao naturally wouldn't delve into the matter. He tidied the tangled red threads on the table and said with a smile, "Little Immortal Lord, now that you are in charge of the sixteenth heaven, do you have a favorite immortal partner? After you regained your memories, this marriage red thread is still empty. If you have someone you like, I can help you tie it."
Jiang Gu paused slightly and said, "No need, I have no plans to form a celestial couple for the time being."
Wei Feng, who had rushed in, overheard his words and his expression immediately changed: "Master!"
Jiang Gu and Yuan Yao were both taken aback; neither of them had noticed Wei Feng entering.
But Wei Feng was clearly panicked. He rushed over and grabbed Jiang Gu's wrist, staring intently at him: "You erased your memories of the lower realm?!"
"No, no, Fellow Daoist Wei, please don't misunderstand. The Immortal Lord only came to reminisce with me and did not erase my memories." Yuan Yao hurriedly explained for Jiang Gu. Putting aside the tumultuous love affairs in the lower realm, just the memory erasure in Yuan Yao Palace alone had witnessed countless grudges, love affairs, misunderstandings, and mistakes. Every once in a while, the entire palace would suffer a calamity, and the immortal spirits spent on repairing the palace were comparable to the water of the River of Forgetfulness.
But clearly, Wei Feng didn't believe him at all.
"I didn't wash." Jiang Gu looked at him. "I told you to stay in the palace to heal your wounds, what are you doing running out here?"
Wei Feng gritted his teeth and dragged him outside.
Yuan Yao, standing nearby, watched in terror, fearing that Yao Yan, the Immortal Lord, might kick the little filth away and destroy his Yuan Yao Palace in a fit of anger. However, even after the Immortal Lord was dragged out of the palace by that audacious filth, there was no further movement.
Wow, this filth is something else.
Yuan Yao sighed over there, while Jiang Gu had already been dragged out of Yuan Yao Palace.
Wei Feng kept walking forward with his head down, gripping Jiang Gu's hand tighter and tighter. Jiang Gu frowned slightly and called out to him, "Wei Feng, stop."
Wei Feng stopped, turned around, and looked at him with red eyes.
“You and I have merged our heart memories. If I were to truly erase those memories, how could you not notice?” Jiang Gu said. “Furthermore—”
He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from Wei Feng's eyes, sighed, and said, "I only told Yuan Yao that I had no intention of forming a celestial couple; it doesn't mean I truly had no such intention."
"If you want me to not notice, I have plenty of ways." Wei Feng gritted his teeth and glared at him. "If that's really what you're thinking, why have you been avoiding me all this time?"
Ever since their last dual cultivation session, Jiang Gu has been intentionally or unintentionally avoiding him, even arranging for him to live in the place farthest from the bedroom. He has been unable to find him several times, and could not even touch the hem of his clothes.
"I wasn't avoiding you." Jiang Gu met his gaze without changing his expression.
Wei Feng suddenly approached: "You're lying, you don't even dare to enter my sea of consciousness with your primordial spirit."
“Nonsense.” Jiang Gu frowned. “I was just too distracted and didn’t have the time.”
“Your immortal power is so strong, you won’t have trouble sharing it.” Wei Feng stared at him. “Master, do you not like me using my original form to do it with you? But you clearly seem very comfortable—”
Jiang Gu waved his sleeve and led him into the magic circle by the wall, covering his mouth.
Outside, Zi Guang and Feng Ji were looking around. Zi Guang asked in confusion, "Strange, I clearly saw Yao Yan here just now?"
Feng Ji said, "He's so busy he barely has time to breathe, how could he possibly have time to come to the Yuan Yao Palace? You must be mistaken."
"That's not necessarily true. He's quite fond of his little mud ball." Zi Guang frowned. "Could I really be mistaken?"
Inside the magic circle, Wei Feng was pinned against the wall with Jiang Gu covering his mouth. He blinked slowly, and his forked tongue secretly licked his palm.
Jiang Gu suddenly released his grip; the aphrodisiac effect of that bastard's saliva was now exceptionally strong.
He looked at Wei Feng with a warning, but Wei Feng had somehow touched the ghost mark on his lower back and pressed it lightly.
Jiang Gu stiffened and said in a deep voice, "Wei Feng."
Wei Feng lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, whispering, "Master, I want to live in your bedroom so I can see you every day, just like before."
Jiang Gu said coldly, "No."
"I'm just a little lump of clay." Wei Feng affectionately rubbed his nose against his cheek. "Master, you can mold me however you like."
Jiang Gu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he gripped the man's waist and ripped him off his body: "We'll discuss this matter later."
Wei Feng looked at his flushed neck and felt his restrained breathing, and smiled obediently.
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