Chapter 38 Yanghua Cloud Sea (Twenty-Five)
The technique of turning illusion into reality unfolded from near to far, and Wei Feng was mercilessly thrown to the ground.
Pavilions and towers are nestled beneath strange rocks and waterfalls, and the connecting walkways are shaped like taut bows. Flowing clouds slowly pass through the bridge and its surface, dampening Jiang Gu's sleeves.
He stood on the bridge, his figure tall and straight from afar, but upon closer inspection, one could see that half of his chest was just a skeleton, with pale red flesh growing at an extremely slow pace.
Jiang Gu didn't care. He changed into a clean robe that looked exactly the same, covering his neck completely. He had fought Jiang Lin before and was seriously injured. He killed Jiang Lin with his life, but the price was that his shoulder, which had been pierced by Yao Li, was completely crushed. It took him more than a month to recover before his bones could grow back. He didn't have to expend spiritual energy to maintain a human appearance.
There have been injuries more serious than this before, but never before has the healing been so slow. After much thought, Jiang Gu felt that the reason might still lie with Wei Feng.
He first refined the heart-protecting scale of the Divine Kite Shark to remove one of its earth spirit roots. Then, to detoxify, he used the blood from the wing roots of the Divine Kite Shark. He also kept the Fire-Separating Pill on his person for many days. He hadn't noticed anything amiss until the day he branded his mark on Wei Feng's primordial spirit, at which point he vaguely sensed the connection between the two under the laws.
Wei Feng was his emotional tribulation, which meant that even if all previous connections were severed, Heaven would still try to create a deeper bond between them. Jiang Gu simply did the opposite.
It would be better to bind Wei Feng firmly to himself, with all the bonds bestowed upon him by himself, so that the power of life and death would naturally fall into his hands.
Trying to control him with a mere love triangle? Dream on.
During its mating season, the Divine Kite Shark was completely controlled by its desires, unconsciously swaying its tail on the ground. Its gray-white vertical pupils were staring straight in Jiang Gu's direction, and its sharp black armor was deeply embedded in the wooden planks of the pier, as if it was ready to pounce on Jiang Gu at any moment.
Jiang Gu walked slowly to him, but before he could stand still, his ankle was tightly gripped by a hand with long black nails.
Even through the boots, Jiang Gu could still feel the heat of his palms. The fabric of the boots was crumpled into many wrinkles, and the tiny luminous pearls seemed to be strung together, falling into the boots with a clatter and rolling to the ground.
"You... help me..." Wei Feng's eyes were red-rimmed, and he reached for Jiang Gu's hand with his other hand, saying haltingly, "If you help me, I'll give you everything in the Cloud Sea......"
He felt as if he were burning up, and his breath was dry and hot. Jiang Gu looked down at him, as if he were the only god who could save him.
Jiang Gu's hands hung at his sides, not flinching, letting the scalding fingers touch his fingertips, and he said coldly, "I still don't know what's in the sea of clouds, your promise is meaningless."
Wei Feng gripped his fingers tightly, reason and desire tearing at him frantically. He gritted his teeth and trembled as he asked, "Then... what exactly do you want?"
Jiang Gu frowned at the sticky, slippery feel of the merman's hands. "Let's sign a master-servant contract. You will be my spirit pet."
Wei Feng's expression went blank for a moment. Even though he was unconscious and in the form of the Divine Kite Shark, he clearly remembered that he was a human being. His pride would never allow him to become someone else's pet and hand over his life and everything else to that person.
Moreover, the scene of how this old pervert treated his spirit pet is still vivid in my mind.
A chess piece that can be discarded anytime, anywhere.
Wei Feng gasped for breath, his grip on Jiang Gu's hand slowly sliding down, the long black nails digging into his flesh. "Impossible... I will never become a spirit pet... I am human..."
My master said that you should never entrust your life to someone else.
Jiang Gu looked at him with a half-smile, "Look at yourself now, do you look like a human being at all?"
"I'd rather die... than be a spirit pet." Wei Feng's mermaid tail curled up into a ball, and he whimpered a few times in pain. Sensing that the other's aura was fading away, he uncontrollably reached out to grab Jiang Gu's sleeve. "Don't go."
Jiang Gu was slightly displeased that he had not achieved his goal, but Wei Feng's unyielding spirit impressed him. "If you want me to help you, you will have to pay the corresponding price."
“I…” Wei Feng raised a hand, his sharp nails tearing through the flesh of his left arm, revealing a small section of a golden chain. “This is the magic weapon my father left me… This thing is called the Dragon Locking Chain. It has never recognized a master. I have been nurturing it with my soul and blood. It is a top-grade magic weapon.”
Jiang Gu unceremoniously ripped the chain from his flesh and bones, and swept his divine sense over it. It was indeed an unclaimed magic weapon, and having been nurtured by Wei Feng for many years, it even faintly exuded a spiritual aura.
Prior to this, Wei Feng had not revealed a single word about his master, Jiang Gu.
He's barely somewhat intelligent.
Jiang Gu put away the Dragon-Locking Chain, but did not rush to acknowledge it as his master. He cast dozens of talismans on Wei Feng and fed him a few pills, trying to suppress it as he had done when Wei Feng was in heat last time.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, Wei Feng showed no change whatsoever. In fact, due to the contact with his spiritual energy, his lust became even more intense.
"Don't overthink it." Jiang Gu frowned slightly, pinched his wrist, and channeled a wisp of spiritual energy into his body, trying to find the root cause of the problem.
Wei Feng greedily chased after that wisp of spiritual energy, his hard-won rationality beginning to crumble again. He licked his dry lips, staring intently at the exposed half of the other's neck. "You... took my protective scale and my wing root blood, only then could my Daoist partner do this... Of course, my mind is filled with... only you, senior... let me smell you..."
Jiang Gu gave him a cold look, and even saw a hint of evil in his grayish-white vertical pupils. "Looking for death?"
The bright red, forked tongue stopped just short of his earlobe, seemingly stunned and hesitant to go further.
"If you don't take it back, I'll pull it out for you." Jiang Gu lowered his eyes, his spiritual power already flowing to Wei Feng's dantian, cleanly and decisively blocking all his meridians and spiritual power.
The soft tip of its tongue gently swept across the fine hairs on the earlobe, brushing past a few strands of hair. It silently curled a few hairs and pressed them under its tongue before reluctantly falling back into its mouth.
Wei Feng thought he had done something discreet, but Jiang Gu simply cut off those few strands of hair and stared at him expressionlessly, "What are you doing?"
As the flow of spiritual energy was abruptly cut off, the characteristics of the Divine Kite Shark on Wei Feng's body gradually faded. His handsome face turned red, then white, then green, then red again, with a few strands of broken hair and tear stains still wet. He stammered, "I... I didn't mean to."
"Let's go." Jiang Gu was annoyed by his stupid appearance, so he decided to turn away and walk forward.
Wei Feng rubbed his forearm and got up from the ground. He grabbed the few strands of hair, intending to throw them away, but then, as if possessed, he put them under his nose and gently sniffed them. They still carried the scent he liked.
When Jiang Gu turned his head, he saw a scene that was hard to describe.
"..." For a moment, he wanted to strangle this bastard.
Wei Feng awkwardly lowered his hand, but then strode after Jiang Gu, saying, "I was just... taking a sniff."
Jiang Gu didn't want to pay him any attention. "Where is the entrance you mentioned?"
“It’s in a mirage.” Wei Feng’s expression turned serious. “I went in once when I was ten years old. It should be an ancient mansion in the clouds. There is a very large lake outside the mansion, and you can see many mermaids.”
Jiang Gu cautiously spread out his divine sense, searching for the entrance he had mentioned.
Standing behind him, Wei Feng grimaced as he clutched his left forearm, which was cracked and bleeding. His eyes, still slightly red, narrowed slyly.
Jiang Gu quickly found the approximate location, picked him up, and flew away on his sword. However, halfway there, a streak of light suddenly appeared and blocked their way.
"Young Master!" Qingdu looked anxiously at Wei Feng, but dared not approach because he was wary of Jiang Gu.
Jiang Gu had no intention of fighting him. The array beneath his feet fluctuated, and in the blink of an eye, he was a hundred feet away from the ancient house. But before he could land, a cultivator who was completely covered up blocked their way.
"Please wait, fellow Daoist." The other party spoke, her voice soft and melodious, her gender ambiguous. "This child is the descendant of an old friend of mine. Please spare him."
Unable to discern the true extent of his cultivation, Jiang Gu said indifferently, "An old friend?"
He grabbed Wei Feng and pulled him back a bit. At this moment, Qing Du also caught up, and the two of them blocked Jiang Gu's retreat completely.
"Wei Mingzhou," the man in black robes said with emotion, "It's a story from a long time ago—"
"Then there's no need to say more," Jiang Gu interrupted him expressionlessly.
The man in black robes was taken aback and his gaze fell on Wei Feng behind him. "Child, don't be afraid. The Divine Mermaid bloodline in your body has matured. I will tell you everything."
"Young Master, I'm here to save you!" Qing Du also said fiercely, ready to fight Jiang Gu to the death.
"Why make such a big fuss, you two? He's just a little toy I was planning to acquire as a spirit pet. Since you want him, I'll give him to you." Jiang Gu smirked and, before Wei Feng could react, threw him from the sky into the lake in front of the old house.
Wei Feng's spiritual power was completely severed, making it impossible for him to fly on his sword. He screamed and plummeted straight down. The man in black robes and Qing Du flew to catch him at the same time. However, a huge whirlpool appeared in the lake, and the terrifying suction force pulled Wei Feng into it. Without hesitation, the man in black robes and Qing Du exchanged a glance and jumped in at the same time.
Jiang Gu hovered on his sword in the sea of clouds, showing no intention of jumping in.
He had a feeling that something was off all the way, especially with Wei Feng. This kid was not as honest as he seemed. He was seriously injured and should be cautious. He thought it best to send the two of them in to investigate while he observed the situation from the outside.
As he was thinking this, the Dragon-Locking Chain, which had been quietly lying dormant in his storage bag, suddenly began to tremble violently. Jiang Gu immediately threw the chain away, but to his surprise, the Dragon-Locking Chain seemed to come alive and burrowed into his flesh at an incredible speed, firmly pinning him to his major acupoints. Then, a terrifying force pulled him toward the vortex.
In the vortex, Wei Feng grabbed the Dragon-Locking Chain that was wriggling out of his left arm, and grinned as he felt the old pervert's struggling strength.
Having finally lured him here, how can we let him escape so easily?
He was determined to kill this thorn in his side today, no matter what!
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