Chapter 317 Mountains and Seas Meet (The End)
When Jiang Gu descended to the mortal realm, he was briefly blocked by a peach blossom branch, which allowed him to leave his memories there. As for how he remembered his memories and how they were related to the peach blossom branch, he found the answer when Wei Feng transformed into a divine kite and kissed him.
Wei Feng was somewhat surprised that Jiang Gu would use this method to remind him how to regain his memories, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but smile.
Jiang Gu patted his back, indicating that he could let go.
Wei Feng refused, holding the person tightly in his arms: "Master, this should be true, right?"
Jiang Gu asked, "Why do you ask that?"
"Back then, between the Heavenly Gate and the Divine Gate, I thought you had pushed me out of the Divine Gate and back into reality. After ten thousand years of enlightenment under the Seven Killing Tree, I found you many times." Wei Feng smiled. "All sorts of situations have occurred, from the highest heavens to the deepest hells, whether in life or death, each one is more real than the present."
He raised his head, looking at Jiang Gu with serious and focused eyes, and said, "In the end, I even indulged myself into a trance, making myself believe that I had really found you. But no matter how much I believed, there will always be flaws in the end, and I can only wait to see you again sometime and somewhere."
"How many times do you think this is now?" Consultant Jiang asked.
"This is the tenth time. If it's still a problem," Wei Feng said, hugging him and resting his chin on his shoulder. "This time it's neither the longest nor the most complicated."
"What did you do when you discovered the flaw?" Jiang Gu asked again.
“Kill them.” Wei Feng hugged the person tighter. “No one can replace the real Jiang Gu.”
"So do you think this time it's for real?" Consultant Jiang asked.
"I don't know." Wei Feng chuckled. "I can't tell whether I'm currently sitting under the Seven Kill Tree comprehending the Dao, or whether I'm still stuck with you in the gap between the Divine Gate and the Heavenly Gate, or if I've really been lucky enough to reunite with you in the lower realm. Master, don't give yourself away, or I'll kill you."
Jiang Gu gently patted his shoulder, signaling him to let go of her.
Wei Feng slowly released his grip, his eyes cold and calm as he looked at him: "I know you are Jiang Gu, but I don't know if I'm really possessed, or if I'll ever wake up again."
"Are you scared now?" Consultant Jiang asked him.
"I'm not afraid." Wei Feng's wounds were being slowly healed by the pale golden spiritual power. He even had the mood to smile, even though he was currently deciding whether or not to kill the person in front of him. "Because I know that even if I am trapped in demonic possession, as long as Jiang Gu is alive, he will definitely wake me up."
"If he has completely disappeared, then it doesn't matter whether I wake up or not."
"Have you ever thought about why Tianmen would do this?" Jiang Gu asked.
Wei Feng pondered for a moment and said, "The premise of your question is that it actually happened that we were trapped between the Heavenly Gate and the Divine Gate."
Jiang Guyan said succinctly: "This time it's for real."
Wei Feng rested his forehead on his shoulder and let out a long sigh of relief: "I know."
"You just said you didn't know." Jiang Gu pinched the back of his neck.
Wei Feng tilted his head and rubbed against his wrist: "If I don't say it like this, how can I make you feel sorry for me?"
Jiang Gu chuckled: "Then how did you know?"
“That sleep just now felt like ten thousand years of emptiness between heaven and earth. It was the only time I ever truly slept,” Wei Feng murmured. “I dreamt I was on Qingping Peak, and you taught me how to draw the Hunyuan Songjing Talisman. I smelled the candle oil, the ink on the brush, and your faint fragrance. Moonlight streamed in through the window. There was a chipped corner on the floor tile north of the desk, which you had partially covered with a screen. Your hands were a little cold, and your hair tickled my ears. Then you held my hand and wrote my name at the very end of the talisman. You told me—”
"The final stroke of the talisman must be a name and imprint, and the essence must be injected into it to exert its maximum effect. Only when you know who you are can you command external forces."
Jiang Gu felt his primordial spirit and soul gradually calm down, and the brilliant golden primordial spirit surrounding his soul slowly disappeared, replaced by the turbid aura unique to filth. The long-lost chaotic energy quietly reappeared in his dantian.
Jiang Gu was somewhat surprised: "Wei Feng?"
“Master, chaos cannot disappear; you’ve known this all along.” Wei Feng leaned against him, relaxing. “Just like how the cultivation world has spiritual energy and turbid energy, even in the pure realm of immortals in the upper realm, foul air and filth will still arise in corners unknown to anyone. If there were no chaos, the upper realm would truly disappear, wouldn’t it?”
Jiang Gu watched as the celestial spirit covering him gradually faded away, and whispered, "Yes."
"Therefore, Grandmaster Hongchen has never been willing to completely kill Chaos. Chaos is excessive in the God Realm, leading to its annihilation, but the Immortal Realm has an excess of immortal spirits. The Heavenly Gate represents the will of the Heavenly Dao, but its methods are too brutal. It doesn't care whether living or dead beings are alive or dead; these things are meaningless to it. It allows you to enter the Godly Gate, granting you power and a divine position, intending for you to create a new Upper Realm." Wei Feng looked into his eyes. "You didn't agree, but chose a compromise, using yourself as a buffer between Chaos and immortal spirits to preserve the Upper Realm and all the immortals. The price is that you will completely disappear. If you are lucky, you might, like the Heavenly Gate, transform into some kind of will of the Heavenly Dao and exist in the world. So you told me I don't need to wait for you anymore, is that right?"
Jiang Gu neither confirmed nor denied it, but it was almost an admission of his guess.
“But Tianmen refused to give up, because the final outcome was still different. The Chaos Core remained in your body, your only remaining hope. The world needs chaos, and as long as the Chaos Core exists, you will not completely disappear.” Wei Feng stared at him. “You gave me all your immortal spirit and removed all the chaotic energy from my body. You didn’t expect that even so, Tianmen still wouldn’t let me go and would keep me outside the Divine Gate. So you deliberately exposed a flaw and patiently waited for ten thousand years in the crack, finally seizing the loophole and pulling me out from under the Seven Kill Tree. But Tianmen still refused to let us go, so in the end you went all out, dispersing your cultivation and descending to this small world of cultivation.”
“From beginning to end, it was all a game between you and Tianmen, just to buy me these few short years of respite, to allow me to completely escape the chaotic vessel.” Wei Feng’s gaze was calm. “But have you ever considered that if I hadn’t woken up from these demonic illusions, and if I had made even the slightest mistake, you would have lost everything?”
“Winning and losing are common occurrences,” Jiang Gu said calmly, “but I will not lose.”
If Wei Feng chooses to pursue enlightenment alone, then he will help Wei Feng reopen the gates of the divine realm. If Wei Feng chooses to disappear with him between the divine and heavenly gates, then he will accompany Wei Feng to the very end. If Wei Feng chooses to forget his past and live a peaceful life in the immortal palace, then he will become the will of the heavenly Dao and guard the upper realm... But no one knows Wei Feng's choice better than him—whether it is illusion or reality, Wei Feng's choice will always be Jiang Gu.
Therefore, he dared to gamble with the will of Heaven, and he dared to win.
Even amidst these endless layers of demonic obstacles, betting on this minuscule possibility—that Wei Feng, this insignificant little filth, possesses the will and courage to completely control the chaos on his own, rather than becoming lost within it.
The surging power within him seemed inexhaustible, but Wei Feng didn't care at all. He just stared at Jiang Gu seriously and somewhat stubbornly, and said, "If I don't wake up, you will disappear completely."
"You will wake up." Jiang Gu had no doubts whatsoever. Beneath his gentle gaze lay his usual arrogance and conceit. "You are the disciple I personally taught, a Daoist partner who is worthy of being my equal."
Wei Feng stared at him for a long time, then suddenly laughed out loud: "That's right, I am."
If his situation were reversed with Jiang Gu's, he would definitely gamble with Tianmen. Jiang Gu would gamble because he was confident that he would recognize him, while he would gamble because he had no other choice but Jiang Gu.
He will coexist with chaos, while Jiang Gu will live forever with the Heavenly Dao.
This time, Jiang Gu won beautifully and decisively.
The moonlight outside the window was like a ribbon, and the chirping of insects and the sounds of playful spirit beasts drifted in. The gentle light of the luminous pearl dispelled the darkness in the room, and the evening breeze made the soul-suppressing bell on the eaves sway slightly.
Wei Feng sat cross-legged on the couch, enveloping the last bit of leaking chaotic energy into his sea of consciousness. When he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Gu standing in front of the desk writing.
Curious, he got up and went to the table to help Jiang Guyan with the ink, asking, "Master, what are you writing?"
"A visiting card," Jiang Gu said.
Wei Feng stood beside him and looked over, asking in confusion, "Yanghua Sect? Guest Elder?"
"We left shortly after you finished building that palace on Qingping Peak, and we probably only stayed there for a few days. It's a bit of a pity." Jiang Gu signed his name at the end of the visiting card. "Although you can now completely control Chaos, your foundation has been damaged quite a bit. When you return to the Upper Realm in the future, it will probably cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. Rather than having trouble in the future, it would be easier for you to recuperate in the Lower Realm."
Wei Feng's first reaction was surprise and delight: "Master, do you mean we should go back to Qingping Peak to live?"
Jiang Gu nodded: "I have already asked my elder brother to send a message to Xuan Zhiyan. You are still a disciple of Yanghua Sect. For convenience, your name on the certificate is Wei Linming."
Of course, it cannot be denied that Jiang Gu also had some selfish motives, after all, he personally named Linming.
“That’s great! Zhiyan will be very happy. And Aunt Qu, I left in such a hurry last time that I didn’t have time to say goodbye to her. Master, Wutuo has grown a lot taller and is now an elder of Yanghua Sect. Oh, and Xia Ling… The house I bought in Longyun City is still there…” Wei Feng’s eyes lit up as he enthusiastically told him about Yanghua Sect.
Jiang Gu folded the visiting card and looked at his happy face with tender eyes.
"Master, is there anything else?" Wei Feng asked hesitantly.
Jiang Gu said, "No, it's just that healing requires you to temporarily seal off the chaos until you ascend."
"So it was just sealing off the chaos—" Wei Feng looked at his master's overly gentle gaze and suddenly felt something was amiss. He tentatively asked, "Does that affect cultivation?"
Jiang Gu smiled slightly and said, "It's just the first level of Qi Refining."
Wei Feng's expression went completely blank.
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