Chapter 318 The Grand Finale (Part 1)
There wasn't much difference between Qingping Peak and the one Jiang Gu remembered.
"The palace has been uninhabited for a long time, and even with the magic array maintaining it, it was inevitably damaged. Many of the craftsmen are no longer available. After Wei Feng returned, he repaired it himself. Before he left, he sealed Qingping Peak and Lianyun Peak. When Wu Tuo asked him when he would return, he didn't answer, but only handed the key to Wu Tuo." Qu Fengyu opened the seal with the key and smiled, "We all thought he would never come back."
She handed him the keys, which Jiang Gu accepted, saying, "Thank you."
Qu Fengyu said, "After the merger of Yanghua Sect and Queyuan Sect, the sect leader has been very busy. A few days ago, he took his disciples to the secret realm for training and doesn't know when they will return. He specifically instructed me to treat the guests well, so please don't take offense, Fellow Daoist Jiang."
She phrased it euphemistically, but in reality, when Xuan Zhiyan received the invitation that day, he was overjoyed to see that Wei Feng was returning to Yanghua Sect to cultivate. However, upon seeing the signature, his expression became extremely solemn, and he locked himself in his room for several days. Just when Wu Tuo and Qu Fengyu thought he had gone through some intense internal struggle and put aside his grudges, he packed up and led a group of junior disciples to the secret realm. Before leaving, he solemnly instructed her not to mention him to Jiang Gu.
Jiang Gu remained noncommittal, saying, "I will be troubling Sect Leader Qu for the next few years."
Qu Fengyu smiled and said, "We couldn't be happier if you could come."
In any case, Jiang Gu is the first person to ascend to immortality in tens of thousands of years. If the disciples of Yanghua Sect are fortunate enough to receive some guidance from him, their path of cultivation will only be beneficial.
at the same time.
Wei Feng was holding Wu Tuo, with Chi Xue perched on his shoulder and a small red puppet perched on Chi Xue's head, looking rather annoyed.
Xia Ling laughed and said, "Young master, it's just starting over. With your abilities, you'll definitely be able to ascend again in just a few years."
Wei Feng pinched Wu Tuo's ear and sighed: "Xia Ling, do you still remember when I first became a disciple?"
Xia Ling chuckled dryly, "Things should be different now."
Wei Feng said quietly, "I can't even fly on a sword anymore, and I have to cultivate and attend classes with a bunch of kids. My master won't let me stay on Qingping Peak so that I can have peace of mind. Things are different now, and it's even harder than before."
"Young Master, can't you calm your mind at Qingping Peak?" Xia Ling asked, puzzled.
“…Ah.” Wei Feng touched his nose, looked down and stared at Wu Tuo, who was lying on his back.
Of course, he couldn't calm his mind. Sixteen-year-old Jiang Gu was right in front of him, and he naturally liked him no matter how he looked at him. With Jiang Gu around, he absolutely couldn't concentrate on his cultivation. Looking back on his cultivation journey, he rarely cultivated diligently when Jiang Gu was by his side. Only when he couldn't find Jiang Gu would he feel sad and work hard to find his master. Once he found him, he would lose all his fighting spirit and just want to stick to Jiang Gu every day... In short, he didn't do anything serious.
This must be the instinct of the filthy creature.
Jiang Gu knew him inside and out, and knew that if things went according to his nature, the two of them would not know when they would be able to return to the Upper Realm. Although Wei Feng felt that he didn't care where he was with him, Jiang Gu was, after all, a god who descended to this world, and Wei Feng also had a Chaos Core sealed in his body. Staying in the cultivation world was not a long-term solution.
The next day, before dawn, Wei Feng was forced to open his eyes, still dazed.
Chi Xue was sleeping soundly on the bedside with the little puppet in her arms. Wei Feng yawned while holding the blanket, poked Chi Xue's bottom, and only got out of bed leisurely after waking up the two little ones.
Jiang Gu's ghost mark on his lower back allowed him to sense the other person's presence at any time. Even though they were separated by several mountains, Wei Feng slept soundly and was in a pretty good mood.
But attending class with a bunch of little kids is really not a happy thing.
The two boys in front of him were secretly passing notes, the little girl next to him was peeking at a storybook hidden in her book, and there were others who tried to listen but couldn't keep up with their heavy eyelids... He was at the back of the room, listening to the headmaster's lecture in a half-hearted manner—Wei Feng didn't actually attend many classes. Most of what he knew was taught to him by Jiang Gu, whose methods were mostly based on practical combat. The rest he figured out himself through fighting. Master and disciple were of the same lineage: kill if you can win, run if you can't. Their methods of healing were also simple and brutal, and they rarely had time to truly recuperate.
On the contrary, these most basic methods of self-cultivation can sometimes achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Jiang Gu was preparing pills when a small golden kite flew unsteadily to the window and gently bumped into the protective array.
The magic circle dissipated, and the paper kite landed on the table, transforming into a note with Wei Feng's handwriting on it:
Jiang Gu, shall we go see the sea of clouds together this evening?
Jiang Gu lowered his eyes and stared at the two characters "Jiang Gu" on the note for a long time.
You scoundrel, you have no respect for elders.
The deep, resonant sound of bells echoed through the mountains, and the setting sun bathed the autumnal mountain range in a fiery red glow.
"Hey, your name is Wei Linming, right?" A group of junior disciples stopped Wei Feng. "You live on Lianyun Peak? The sect leader never allows anyone to get close. What's your relationship to the sect leader?"
"I heard that an elder has also moved into Qingping Peak. Has anyone seen him?"
"No, but I heard that the elder is very powerful. He will give us a lecture every three months. The sect leader is so powerful, yet he only gives lectures three times a month. He's really arrogant."
"I heard they came from the Jiang family."
"So what if he's from the Jiang family? Does he think he's Jiang Gu?"
"If it were really Jiang Gu who were to teach us, I would be willing to do it once a year, no, I would even do it once every three years."
"Stop daydreaming, Jiang Gu has been ascended to immortality for many years."
"Wei Linming, do you know who used to live on Lianyun Peak?"
Wei Feng looked at the group of children and asked, "Who?"
"He also has the surname Wei, and is said to be Jiang Gu's personal disciple." Someone said mysteriously, "It is said that he eventually fell in love with Jiang Gu and forced Jiang Gu to become his Daoist partner. As a result, Jiang Gu killed his wife and successfully ascended to immortality."
Wei Feng frowned slightly: "It's not the last one."
"Huh?" the junior disciple asked, puzzled.
“He liked Jiang Gu from the very beginning,” Wei Feng corrected. “Excuse me, I have something to do, I’ll be going now.”
"Hey—" Someone tried to stop him, but before he could react, the other person had already slipped away. He was very puzzled, "Who said he was only at the first level of cultivation?"
"He's probably carrying some kind of magical artifact," a junior disciple said. "Never mind him, he's just a newcomer anyway."
The group quickly shifted their attention again and went down the mountain in groups to play.
The sea of clouds behind Yanghua Sect surged and churned. Wei Feng stood on his flying sword, following the aura to find someone, and saw Jiang Gu's figure on the highest cliff.
Jiang Gu turned around and looked back. Wei Feng jumped down from the sky, his fiery red robes scattering the clouds and drawing a beautiful arc.
Jiang Gu raised his hand and used his spiritual power to catch him, but Wei Feng bypassed the spiritual power and rushed over to hug him tightly. Jiang Gu was knocked back half a step by the impact and grabbed his waist.
“I went to Qingping Peak to look for you this morning, but you weren’t there.” Wei Feng looked up.
"He went to gather herbs," Jiang Gu said. "What do you need me for?"
Wei Feng smiled and said, "It's nothing else, I just remembered that today is your birthday."
Jiang Gu was taken aback: "My birthday?"
“I knew you’d forgotten.” Wei Feng pulled him to sit on the cloud, took out a storage space from his sleeve, inside which was a bowl of noodles still steaming hot. “Xia Ling taught me how to make this last night, try it.”
Jiang Gu looked at the bowl of noodles and asked with some curiosity, "So you were so tired last night because you were making this?"
“It’s a bit troublesome not having any cultivation. I couldn’t seem to light a fire. In the end, I used the method you taught me and burned a lot of talismans. I also burned talismans when I flew on my sword.” Wei Feng handed him the chopsticks, his eyes full of anticipation. “Try it quickly.”
Jiang Gu took a bite; he hadn't eaten this kind of mortal food for many years. He said, "It's alright."
Wei Feng laughed and said, "Lying is nothing compared to immortality."
Jiang Gu glanced at him. Wei Feng knew that he didn't have a strong appetite, so he reached out to take it, but Jiang Gu dodged him.
"I can let the ice from before go, but you're even trying to steal my birthday noodles?" Jiang Gu looked at him expressionlessly.
Wei Feng stood shoulder to shoulder with him and said with a smile, "Master, give me a bite. I haven't dared to taste it yet, just to make it look nicer."
Seeing that Jiang Gu refused to give it to him, he leaned forward to snatch it, but Jiang Gu dodged him. Just as he was about to straighten up, Jiang Gu lifted his chin and kissed him.
White clouds rolled around him, dampening his sleeves. The afterglow of the evening stretched all the way to the horizon. Wei Feng tasted a faint flavor and was enveloped in the fragrance carried by the evening breeze into the clouds.
"Master, how did you know I was very tired last night?"
"..."
“Last night, a divine sense lingered in my room for a long time. Although I couldn’t see it, I could smell it.”
"..."
"Master, do you miss me? Do you think I'll sneak out to see you tonight? Don't worry, I'll definitely go tonight."
"……Shut up."
As the sun slowly set, it cast two long shadows.
Unfortunately, Wei Feng was unable to go. Jiang Gu set up layers of magic arrays around Qingping Peak, specifically targeting small cultivators like him who had no cultivation. It has to be said that Jiang Gu was the person who understood him best in the world. In order to sneak into the palace at night, Wei Feng worked harder than ever before, getting up earlier than the chickens and going to bed later than the dogs. Unless Jiang Gu came to see him, he could only see Jiang Gu during the lectures every three months.
In less than half a year, he successfully formed his core and barely reached the halfway point of Qingping Peak. A year later, he had already touched the edge of the Nascent Soul stage, causing a sensation throughout the entire Pingze Continent. Even Xuan Zhiyan rushed back upon hearing the news.
"What's wrong with you?" Xuan Zhiyan dragged the person to the back mountain.
In the year, Wei Feng had grown much taller, and his complexion was much better than when he first came to Yanghua Sect. His chubby cheeks were fair and rosy, and he looked relaxed and lively, as if he were really a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, rather than the lifeless, cold and aloof appearance he had when he first came down to the mortal realm.
"What's going on?" Wei Feng grabbed Chi Xue's little hand and waved it at Xuan Zhiyan. "Say hello to the sect leader, and he'll give you a big red envelope."
The still-unenlightened Chi Xue tilted her head and let out a howl at Xuan Zhiyan.
Xuan Zhiyan was silent for a moment, then took out a Heaven-rank magic artifact from his pocket and hung it on its furry neck. He then asked Wei Feng, "Did Jiang Gu force you?"
"No, not at all." Wei Feng put down Chi Xue, who was struggling to go play. The little puppet flapped its wings and flew over, poking Xuan Zhiyan's shoulder demurely and squeaking.
"..." Xuan Zhiyan found another exquisite magic artifact for it.
The little puppet happily twirled in the air and ran to show off to Chi Xue. After whispering something to each other, the two little things ran together into the depths of the back mountain.
"Don't give me that. Old habits die hard. Getting you to cultivate is harder than climbing to heaven. Only Jiang Gu's ruthless methods can control you," Xuan Zhiyan said cautiously. "Was he good to you when you were in the Upper Realm? Did he beat you? Did other immortals bully you?"
"No, I'm incredibly powerful in the Upper Realm," Wei Feng said mysteriously. "People avoid me when they see me."
"Really?" Xuan Zhiyan stared at him suspiciously.
“Absolutely true,” Wei Feng said seriously. “If I wanted to, I could destroy the cultivation world right now with a flick of my finger. Do you believe me?”
"...Did Jiang Gu hit you on the head? Or did you go astray in your cultivation and suffer a qi deviation?" Xuan Zhiyan frowned and used a wisp of spiritual energy to investigate, but Wei Feng's body was completely fine, healthy and strong to an astonishing degree.
“I’ve already told you that my master has raised me very well.” Wei Feng said with a bit of pride, “And he treats me extremely well. He’s willing to give up everything for me, even risk his life. His father and mother are also very kind people, and his colleagues and subordinates listen to me very well. They are all good-natured old folks.”
Xuan Zhiyan said with some doubt, "That's good, but your cultivation has progressed too quickly and attracted too much attention. Inevitably, some people in the cultivation world will be jealous. Aunt Qu and I can handle those within the sect, but you still need to be more careful about those outside."
Wei Feng nodded and smiled, "I thought you were really going to be away for more than ten years."
“There’s no need. We can’t let you be caught in the middle,” Xuan Zhiyan said. “Besides, there are so many things going on in the sect right now, we don’t have the mind to think about anything else.”
Wei Feng reached into his sleeve and pulled out a piece of gleaming golden crystal, handing it to him.
"What is this?" Xuan Zhiyan asked in confusion.
#VALUE! “These are your return gifts.” Wei Feng took out many storage bags and handed them to him. “After I ascend, please help me pass them on to Aunt Qu, Wu Tuoxia, and the others. Oh, and also to Junior Sister Qian Ning, the few junior disciples I get along well with at Touchun Peak Academy, and the old man who sells candied hawthorns and pastries in front of the mountain gate every fifteenth of the month. There’s a little dog named Xiaobai in the dilapidated temple thirty miles outside Longyun City, and a colorful fish in the river. These are for Qingdu and those little merfolk. If you can find Bai Yi, please give them to her for me. Also, to Chanlin, tell him to cultivate well and ascend quickly. Feng Wuyou talks about him every day… Send these to the Jiang family. This one is for Jiang Xiangyun. Remember, don’t give it to Lu Liyu, he won’t get any. These two bags are for the two little stone lions in front of Jiang Gu’s courtyard. This one is for the little leopard, and…”
Xuan Zhiyan was almost swallowed up by the storage bag. He asked in confusion, "Why are you giving it to me so early? You could have just given it to them before you left."
"No way, it'll definitely be quite uncomfortable then." Wei Feng rubbed his nose.
“You made me run so many errands for just one crystal? Jiang Gu really corrupted you.” Xuan Zhiyan muttered as he stuffed everything into his storage space. “Others sever their worldly ties when they ascend, but you’re going to count for three days and three nights.”
Wei Feng smiled and said, "I like lively atmospheres."
Before descending to the mortal realm this time, he thought it was just another illusion and was determined not to take it to heart. However, when he crawled out of the ground that day, his appearance was completely different. Xuan Zhiyan and Qu Fengyu recognized him at a glance. Regardless of whether he would bring trouble or what his purpose was in descending to the mortal realm, they healed his injuries and took him in. When he wanted to leave, they did not ask any questions, but prepared many spiritual medicines and magical artifacts. When he left, he felt a little reluctant.
He was single-mindedly focused on finding Jiang Gu. On the way, he ran into Qing Du, who happily grabbed him and chatted for a long time, taking him to see the newborn merfolk of his clan. He also had a brief encounter with Xiao Qingyan, who even asked Xuan Zhiyan how he was doing lately… He met many people, some he knew, some he didn't. That day, he saw Jiang Gu at the spirit beast market. Jiang Gu stood in front of a group of small snow beasts, his eyes fixed on the one that was the reincarnation of Chi Xue, unable to tear himself away. He thought he would dislike the little snow beast that had attracted Jiang Gu's attention, but when his eyes met the little creature's, he felt a pang of pity for it.
Jiang Gu took him as his disciple, teaching him to read and practice swordsmanship, and how to survive in this cruel world. Wei Feng thought that Jiang Gu wanted him to be just as cold and ruthless, but in the end he found that he was wrong.
The last thing Jiang Gu taught him was not to just look at Jiang Gu, but to learn to be himself.
He could steadfastly follow Jiang Gu forever, but he could also steadfastly be Wei Linming, experiencing all things in the world, with joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness all determined by himself. Only by becoming himself could he truly control the so-called chaos.
Xuan Zhiyan was silent for a moment, then asked, "When do you plan to ascend?"
“One year to reach the Nascent Soul stage, two years to reach the Taiyi stage, and three years to reach the Great Perfection of the Dao Ancestor stage before ascending directly,” Wei Feng said.
“…Jiang Gu really did damage your brain.” Xuan Zhiyan closed his eyes.
Wei Feng patted his shoulder and said with a deep expression, "I'm afraid that if I stay too long, the cultivation world will not be able to withstand the vast power within me and will be destroyed."
"Read less storybooks." Xuan Zhiyan sighed.
"Alright." Wei Feng said with a pained expression, "Jiang Gu has set up magic arrays all over Qingping Peak, and I can't climb up at all. I've been cultivating hard for a whole year and I've only managed to climb halfway up the mountain. If I stay any longer, I'll go crazy. Zhiyan, he and I are Daoist partners who have formed a marriage contract. Even the Heavenly Dao can't say anything. You know I'm alone in my room every night—hey, Zhiyan, don't go!"
It was three years later when Wei Feng finally managed to climb to the top of Qingping Peak. The only pity was that he had not yet reached the Great Perfection of the Dao Ancestor Realm.
Jiang Gu was painting at the table when Wei Feng hugged him from behind, buried his face in Jiang Gu's shoulder, and whispered, "Master, is time running out?"
He also understood Jiang Gu's intention in urging him to cultivate diligently, not only because of the need to heal his injuries, but also because they truly could no longer remain in the cultivation world.
"Two years at most." Jiang Gu finished the last stroke. "Is there anything else you'd like to do?"
Wei Feng held him and thought for a moment, then said, "Let's wait until next spring and plant some flowers on Qingping Peak."
The wind blew open the window, carrying fine snow that made the tassels on the bed curtains sway gently. The brush was gently put down. In the painting, a red-clad boy stood with his hands on his hips, looking radiant and arrogant, next to a snowman shaped like a divine kite.
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