Chapter 333 Extra Chapter 14: IF Path [Cultivation Arc]
Wei Feng did nothing but eat and sleep while living in Yaoyan Immortal Palace. He gained a lot of weight and was no longer the skinny guy he used to be.
Jiang Gu's immortal spirit had diminished considerably.
"It's said that Yao Yan has lost a lot of weight recently," Zi Guang said with a puzzled look. "His immortal power is also a bit turbid, somewhat like—hiss."
Feng Ji, who was standing nearby, said, "Excessive dual cultivation with others has depleted your vital energy."
Wang Ting, who was eager to challenge someone to a duel, suddenly felt a chill: "I never expected Yao Yan to be this kind of person! I don't want to associate with someone like him!"
The image of Yaoyan Immortal Lord that he had held in his mind collapsed, and Wangting ran away in despair, clutching his head.
Cangwu said with a headache, "I told you not to bring the child. It's just dual cultivation."
“But Yao Yan shouldn’t be able to tolerate dual cultivation with others, right? He doesn’t even let anyone touch him.” Ling Jing asked doubtfully. “Something’s not right. He might be injured.”
Zi Guang nodded: "That makes sense."
A moment later, Jiang Gu came out to greet the guests upon hearing the news.
The Immortal Lord Yaoyan opposite them stared blankly at this group of uninvited guests and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"
Zi Guang laughed, "You haven't shown your face for a long time, and we didn't even come to congratulate you on your return from your tribulation—"
Jiang Gu's expression grew increasingly cold.
He wasn't very familiar with this group of people. At most, they had taken a few classes together in the Sixth Heaven ten thousand years ago, but he left because those classes were too boring for him, and he rarely had any contact with them.
Zi Guang said helplessly, "Feng Ji recently became a disciple of the God Ling Yin, and Wang Ting also plans to become a disciple of the God of War Yao Shuo, so we came to visit."
In reality, this was only a small part of the reason. The minor immortals in the upper heavens were all very curious about this lone-wolf immortal, Yao Yan. Moreover, it was said that he was terrifyingly strong, but there were not many who were bold enough to go directly to his door to find him. Zi Guang was just using Feng Ji's apprenticeship as an excuse to join in the fun.
However, they were not familiar with Yao Yan, who was a man of few words, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.
"How about the Immortal Lord shows us around? I've heard that the back garden of the Immortal Palace is full of beautiful scenery," Zi Guang said with a smile.
Jiang Gu: "..."
He originally wanted to send them away directly, but since Feng Ji was Ling Yin's newly accepted disciple, he had no choice but to take them to the back garden, where the two sides chatted casually.
Wei Feng should be sleeping at this time and won't cause trouble—as soon as this thought crossed Jiang Gu's mind, he had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the moment everyone stepped into the back garden, they were engulfed by a sudden surge of black mist.
The surrounding scenery changed instantly: a raging storm, lightning and thunder, an immortal ascending with a sword, a complex and massive magic array, and a divine kite shark roaring in despair, its primordial spirit, formed from filth, stubbornly reaching towards the sky... The surging foul air mixed with the aura of chaos rushed towards him. Jiang Gu took a half step back warily, only to be grabbed from behind and pressed tightly against his waist.
"Do you see that?" Wei Feng's voice rang in his ears, "The one who ascended was you, and the one who was left behind was me... Jiang Gu, you have no heart."
Jiang Gu himself descended to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation. He was born with a top-tier Heavenly Spiritual Root. His father was the head of the Jiang family, and his mother was from the prestigious Gu family. His ascension was incredibly smooth. With his parents protecting him and the Heavenly Dao supporting him, it was nothing more than experiencing a carefree life in the mortal realm for over a decade. Of course, all of this was within his calculations. He would never allow himself to fall into such a predicament.
"Release them all," Jiang Gu said coldly.
“I won’t let go. This is my territory,” Wei Feng said. “Even you are mine. Although the immortal spirits on them are not as delicious as yours, they can still fill our stomachs. You’ve used up too much of your immortal spirits lately, and it’s not even comfortable to hold you.”
Jiang Gu said expressionlessly, "The parents of these people are all high-ranking immortals in the Upper Heaven, or at the very least, they are rulers of the Three Realms. If you kill them, the entire Upper Realm will do everything in its power to kill you."
Wei Feng rested his head on his shoulder: "I'm not afraid, they can't beat me."
"To make yourself a target of public criticism is utterly foolish," Jiang Gu said coldly.
"What does it mean to be the target of everyone's criticism?" Wei Feng sniffed, swallowed hard as he smelled the immortal scent, and then watched as the "Wei Feng" in the picture chased after him with all his might, shouting the words "Master" at the top of his lungs.
He didn't want Jiang Gu to be his master because Jiang Gu was good at bullying people, and becoming his disciple would only make him be bullied even more. He actually hoped to be Jiang Gu's master himself.
Jiang Gu was too lazy to explain to him: "If you don't release them, don't blame me for being rude to you."
"I'll release them if you agree." Wei Feng suppressed his urge to eat the immortal spirit and said with great interest, "You can become my disciple and call me Master, and I'll release them."
Jiang Gu: "..."
Not to mention that he has already become Hong Chen's disciple, even if he hadn't, he would never have become a disciple of someone like Wei Feng. Wei Feng is simply delusional.
Moreover, he had already discovered that Wei Feng had no moral sense of keeping promises at all. This guy relied more on instinct. Now that his injuries had healed, he kept silent about the Chaos God Gate and shamelessly stayed in Yao Yan Immortal Palace to eat his immortal spirits, occupy his bed, and devour all the rare treasures he had collected. If he hadn't kept this back garden closed, he probably wouldn't have been able to protect all the spirit beasts in the garden.
Wei Feng wasn't annoyed that he hadn't achieved his goal. Relying on his superior magical power, which prevented Jiang Gu from killing him, he said smugly, "Then you can't blame me."
He released Jiang Gu and rushed towards the mist, but unexpectedly his neck suddenly tightened, and a stinging pain and a feeling of being bound and oppressed instantly assaulted him. He looked down and saw a dazzling red silk.
“Since you dared to use the symbiotic technique, you should understand that our interests are now aligned,” Jiang Gu said. “If you kill them, I will not be able to spare your life.”
Wei Feng was suffocating from being bound by the red silk. He could easily cut the silk with a flick of his finger, or simply break the symbiotic relationship and kill Jiang Gu, but he didn't want to do that.
He staggered forward a few steps following Jiang Gu's momentum, raised his hand to gather the black mist that filled the sky, and disappeared from the spot.
Before Zi Guang and the others, who had just narrowly escaped death, could react, Jiang Gu walked in front of them and said calmly, "These were the spirit pets kept in the garden. A few days ago, they misbehaved and swallowed a bunch of filth. Please follow me."
Zi Guang and the others followed with some skepticism.
Lingjing looked at the lingering foul air in her palm, hesitated to speak, but ultimately followed after them.
Before leaving, she couldn't help but remind Jiang Gu, "Immortal Lord Yaoyan, you don't look well. You should pay more attention to getting rest."
Jiang Gu nodded: "Thank you."
He shared half of Wei Feng's pain and provided him with immortal energy every day. This guy would also sneak up on him and bite him unexpectedly from time to time. No wonder Wei Feng's complexion was not good.
However, the scene he had just witnessed in the black fog was somewhat troubling him.
He speculated that one of the possibilities might happen to him: he would still encounter Wei Feng, but the process would be more brutal, and it seemed his aptitude wasn't good, making his ascension quite difficult and tortuous. Since Wei Feng could show him this, he must have the ability to foresee the future and glimpse the past. But what was Wei Feng's purpose in showing him this? Was it a reminder or a warning? Or was this scene related to the Chaos of the Divine Gate?
Unfortunately, Wei Feng was too angry to go back to sleep because he couldn't fill his stomach. He didn't think much about it.
He was simply a little envious that Wei Feng in this possibility would eventually have a great immortal pool where he could swim at will, a grand palace with beautiful flowering trees, and an endless supply of delicious immortal food.
If we also consider that the other party has a master named Jiang Gu who is willing to give anything, although he is much fiercer than Jiang Gu, he will give kisses and hugs, and there is also dual cultivation and spiritual communication.
In comparison, he really has nothing.
Maybe he's not cute enough.
Wei Feng frowned and sat up, tugged at the red ribbon around his neck, snapped his fingers to transform himself into the red-clad youth, and then tried to force out a tear.
...
Absolutely not.
Or it could turn into a small filth.
He snapped his fingers again, and a massive amount of filth instantly filled every corner of the palace, crushing all the furniture and furnishings in the room into powder and directly breaking the palace apart.
Wei Feng: ...
Can he fit into Jiang Gu's arms like this?
Jiang Gu summoning his Dharma form might be feasible.
Or perhaps it could conjure up a tail and ears? But he's used to eating celestial spirits and doesn't really like eating spirit beasts; these low-level things are simply inedible...
When Jiang Gu returned, he saw the broken walls and ruins of the palace and Wei Feng sitting in the ruins, deep in thought about life.
His first thought was that it was fortunate he had added countless concealment formations to his bedchamber; otherwise, with this commotion, his father, mother, and those immortals would probably have come to kill him—if they discovered he was raising such a monster, he would definitely be in trouble.
Wei Feng sat cross-legged on the ruins, meeting the gaze of the little immortal lord with a dark face.
Thick, sticky ghost patterns wrapped around Jiang Gu's waist, pulling him close. His red robes hung loosely, revealing a large expanse of his muscular chest. He grabbed Jiang Gu's hand and pressed it against his firm abdomen, asking seriously, "Do you like it?"
Jiang Gu, his face expressionless, said, "...Disgusting, let go."
Wei Feng sighed regretfully.
Because the bedchamber was destroyed, many splinters and stones were embedded in Wei Feng's body. Even after he transformed into human form, the splinters were still stuck in his flesh, which looked rather shocking. Jiang Gu frowned slightly: "Doesn't it hurt?"
Wei Feng was still not very familiar with pain, so he nodded and said, "I feel uncomfortable, please help me."
"Take all these filthy things away." Jiang Gu looked at the writhing, dark ghost patterns around him, barely suppressing the urge to crush them.
Wei Feng, with an expression of utter helplessness, reluctantly put away the ghost mark.
Jiang Gu stood amidst the ruins, using magic to remove the splinters and stones embedded in his bones, his white robes quickly becoming stained with blood. Wei Feng sat on the ground, looking up at him, pulling a broken bone from his body, wrapping it several times with silk threads from a red silk cloth, and hanging it around his waist. He then casually tossed the valuable spirit jade beside him into the pool nearby.
“You don’t seem to like luminous pearls or fish tails.” Wei Feng wiped his hands with the hem of his robe.
"He is him, and I am me. Don't confuse us," Jiang Gu said coldly. "Although I don't know why you are so concerned about what happened in that possible line, if you dare to mistake me for one of them again, I will kill you."
"Hmm." Wei Feng wiped his hands clean and poked the string of broken bones tied with red thread. "He didn't have this. I wanted to give it to you myself."
"Why are you giving me this?" Consultant Jiang asked.
"I don't know." Wei Feng wiped away the blood and frowned. "Maybe it's because I'm in pain?"
"Idiot." Jiang Gu scoffed.
Wei Feng didn't care about being scolded, but since his Jiang Gu didn't like the Night Pearl, the Fish Tail, or the Ghost Pattern, and he didn't like eating spirit beasts, then they were even.
As long as Jiang Gu is willing to give him the fairy spirit to eat, that's fine.
"Then why are you raising me?" Wei Feng vaguely remembered Jiang Gu saying that raising him would consume a lot of immortal spirit and essence, and he could sense that Jiang Gu should find a way to break the symbiotic technique. When he was asleep, Jiang Gu would always touch his primordial spirit.
The white-clad youth in front of him said indifferently, "Mind your own business."
Wei Feng poked the string of small bones around his waist and said, "I think I don't dislike you as much anymore."
Jiang Gu slapped his hand away, casually wiped the blood from the corner of his eye, and said coldly, "Whatever."
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