Chapter 30 Yanghua Cloud Sea (Seventeen)
The Jiang family would be at headquarters. Wei Feng was not a member of the Jiang family, so he could only wait for Jiang Gu to return at the post station.
Before leaving, Jiang Gu set up layers of formations for him and said gently, "Don't wander off. Wait for me to come back."
This overly gentle attitude made Wei Feng vaguely feel that something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it, so he could only obediently nod and say, "Yes, Master."
It seems he has no other choice.
Jiang Lin, who had witnessed everything, chuckled and said jokingly, "It's rare to see you care about anyone like this."
“My disciple is different.” Jiang Gu handed the protective magic item to Wei Feng.
Wei Feng was flattered. Jiang Gu even patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "If you feel unwell, you can take some pills to temporarily suppress it."
He left a bottle of medicine on the table for Wei Feng to suppress the Fire-Suppressing Pill.
Wei Feng nodded solemnly, deeply moved. "Master, don't worry."
Jiang Gu then left with Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin crossed his arms and laughed, "I really didn't expect you to kill Old Witch Jiang for your disciple, especially since you were injured."
"It's just a minor injury," Jiang Gu said casually.
Jiang Lin slapped him on the shoulder with his fan and teased, "Jiang Qi, do you still need to pretend to be tough in front of me?"
Jiang Gu turned to look at him.
Jiang Lin did not back down, staring straight into his eyes, his smile growing deeper, but he did not hold back at all the spiritual power he was testing with his fan.
Jiang Gu unceremoniously used his spiritual power to crush his fan.
Jiang Lin burst into laughter, "Look at you, still with that same rotten temper."
"Likewise." Jiang Gu scoffed and continued walking forward.
Jiang Lin, who was lagging behind, took out a folding fan again and opened it to cover half of his face, as well as his suddenly gloomy gaze.
Wei Feng lay on the bed with nothing to do.
Jiang Gu specifically told him not to cultivate and not to run around. This dilapidated house had nothing at all. Bored, he rolled around on the bed a few times, looking at the small porcelain bottle in his hand.
This is the second bottle of pills his master gave him.
The first bottle of pills is still safely stored in the storage bag on his chest.
But seeing this bottle of pills inevitably brings to mind the embarrassing incident that happened last night. The inhuman torture had become somewhat blurry after a night, but he could still clearly remember the faint smell of blood on Jiang Gu's body, the slightly cool fingertips covering his shoulder blades, and the sleeves that had piled up around his waist when he leaned over.
And the trembling, almost spasmodic excitement he felt when he tried to grab Jiang Gu's hand.
Even just thinking about it now makes his blood boil and scream, making him wish he could go back to last night and grab that hand and do something to it.
But when he recalled his master's cold and aloof face, he felt incredibly embarrassed and guilty.
"Aaaaaah—" He grabbed the blanket and pulled it over his head, then jumped up with a somersault, banging his head against the bedpost. "Wei Feng, wake up! You beast! He's your master!"
Jiang Gu treated him so well, teaching him cultivation and reading, saving him from danger, and even defying the family's orders to protect him. Wei Feng was grateful to Jiang Gu from the bottom of his heart.
He recalled the scene when Jiang Gu split open the cage that day.
He was in utter despair and fear at that moment, but just as he was about to die, he was pulled out of the boundless darkness. He curled up in Jiang Gu's arms and looked up to see the other's cold and hard profile.
At that moment, Wei Feng found it hard to describe how he felt; he only knew that he had survived.
Because of Jiang Gu.
He genuinely respected and loved Jiang Gu as his master and father, and had absolutely no ulterior motives.
Wei Feng lay on his back on the bed, raising his arm to cover his eyes. Last night must have just been a brief illusion due to a coincidence.
Moreover... Jiang Gu's attitude towards his identity as the Divine Kite Shark was ambiguous. Wei Feng's feelings towards Jiang Gu along the way were quite complicated. He tried his best to trust the other party wholeheartedly, but reason kept him vigilant and clear-headed at all times. Before he could leave the Jiang family's territory completely unharmed, Wei Feng still couldn't completely convince himself to trust Jiang Gu completely.
His ability to grow up in Yanghua Sect was not entirely due to his father's foresight.
Wei Feng scratched his head in frustration, curled up under the covers on the bed, and rolled around before finally falling asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already completely dark outside.
He yawned and got out of bed. The door was pushed open from the outside. He turned his head sharply and saw Jiang Gu. He immediately went up to him happily, "Master, you're back!"
"Okay." Jiang Gu closed the door. "Pack up, let's leave now."
Wei Feng was taken aback. "Leaving now? Is the clan meeting only for one day?"
"Well, the rest is none of our business." Jiang Gu patted his shoulder affectionately and said in a deep voice, "Besides, it's too dangerous for you, Divine Kite Shark, to be here."
Wei Feng met his gentle gaze and felt a strange feeling. He nodded and said, "Okay, Master, I'll go pack my things."
"Hmm." Jiang Gu nodded lightly.
Wei Feng felt increasingly uneasy. He went to the bed, grabbed the small porcelain bottle, and asked casually, "Master, shall we go straight back to your Lianyun Peak?"
Jiang Gu nodded. "Yes."
Wei Feng's heart sank instantly. Jiang Gu lived on Qingping Peak, while he himself lived on Lianyun Peak. This person was not Jiang Gu at all!
Although I hate to admit it, my master has never looked at me with such tenderness before!
He casually took out his small wooden sign from his storage bag, and while the other person turned around, he chanted an incantation and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Jiang Gu scoffed at this, "Heh, trying to run away?"
Wei Feng's cultivation was limited, and he couldn't run very far using the wooden sign to teleport. Looking at the unfamiliar mountains and forests in front of him, he gritted his teeth and teleported dozens more times, but in the end he still couldn't escape the pursuit of his opponent.
"Looks pretty stupid, but I didn't expect him to have any brains." The other person, wearing the face of 'Jiang Gu', slowly walked out from behind the tree.
As he drew closer, his disguise gradually faded, his snow-white robes turned deep purple, and his face twisted and transformed into a fox-like one. He grinned and said, "My dear nephew, we meet again."
"Jiang Lin!?" Wei Feng exclaimed in shock, "How could it be you?"
"Why can't it be me?" Jiang Lin sniffed. "No wonder I couldn't smell it. Your master wrapped you up too tightly with the talisman. No wonder I felt something was wrong with you but couldn't smell a trace of demonic energy."
"Aren't you and my master friends?" Wei Feng took a step back.
"Hahahaha!" Jiang Lin looked at him, almost laughing until tears streamed down his face. "How exactly did Jiang Gu teach you? Friends? Just grab any random person from the cultivation world and ask them, what is a friend—"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly lunged at Wei Feng, his hand, transformed into a fox claw, plunging straight into Wei Feng's abdomen. He gripped the back of Wei Feng's neck and whispered, "Isn't this what you use to betray someone?"
"Ugh...ha..." Wei Feng moved his lips, but only coughed up a mouthful of foul blood. The scalding blood flowed down his chin and into his robe, falling into the small porcelain bottle Jiang Gu had left him. "Master..."
Jiang Lin grabbed the Fire-Separating Pill inside his body, his blood-red fox eyes gleaming as he looked at him with a tender expression, and said, "Do you think your master is a good person? If you weren't the Divine Kite Shark, do you think he would even give you a second glance? But it doesn't matter anyway, he's already seriously injured, and he'll be able to join you soon. You can stay on the road to the Yellow Springs and continue your master-disciple relationship with him!"
The claws that had been reaching into Wei Feng's abdomen suddenly grew larger, and he grabbed the small Fire-Separating Pill and ripped it out, blood and flesh, pulling most of it out. Wei Feng roared in pain. He tore his arm apart, pulled out the short knife hidden inside, and gritted his teeth as he stabbed it into Jiang Lin's neck.
This short sword possessed immense spiritual power and was extremely fast. It was a Heaven-rank magic weapon. The moment it pierced Jiang Lin, the tip of the sword suddenly split into hundreds of daggers, surrounding him from all directions. Jiang Lin subconsciously loosened his grip on the Fire-Leaving Pill. At the critical moment, Wei Feng grabbed the wooden plaque and instantly teleported a hundred miles away.
He clutched his ripped stomach and fell to the ground, then struggled to his feet and staggered forward.
But Jiang Lin's cultivation was far superior to his, and he caught up in the blink of an eye. Holding the dagger in his hand, he aimed straight for the top of his head, his face filled with anger at being fooled. "You little brat, how dare you ambush me!"
Wei Feng ran forward desperately, but he still heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air behind his head, and his legs gave way, causing him to fall forward.
But it did not fall to the ground.
The expected pain did not come.
He smelled the familiar scent of blood, and looked up in a panic, only to see Jiang Gu's half-pale chin.
Jiang Gu's white clothes were soaked with blood. He held Wei Feng with one hand and used his other hand to block Wei Feng's head with his sword. Jiang Lin's dagger bent for a moment due to excessive force.
He looked at Jiang Gu with a half-smile, "You really are lucky. Six early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't hold you back."
“The person you found is no good.” Jiang Gu flicked his wrist, knocking the dagger away. He wrapped his arm around Wei Feng’s waist and covered the bloody hole with his hand, looking coldly at Jiang Lin. “You think you can use the Fire-Separating Pill to surrender to Jiang Xiangyun?”
"One Fire-Separating Pill is certainly not enough," Jiang Lin laughed. "The Divine Kite Shark plus your life, Jiang Qi, should be enough!"
Before he finished speaking, six enormous fox tails suddenly sprouted from behind him, and a layer of white fur appeared on his face. His fangs bulged, and his blood-red eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Jiang Qi, blame it on your poor aptitude! What future can you have following a cold-blooded monster like you!"
"It seems you've been planning this for a long time." Jiang Gu gripped his blood-stained longsword, looking down at Wei Feng. "Can you hold on?"
Wei Feng nodded, his face pale.
Although he didn't know why, he immediately knew that this was Jiang Gu.
Afterwards, when Wei Feng thought about it more carefully, he realized that perhaps it was because the voice was so cold, as if it could abandon him at any moment.
And Jiang Gu did just that.
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