Chapter 45 Yanghua Cloud Sea (Thirty-Two)
The expanded cave was paved with marble, which hurt his knees when he knelt on it. The wind blowing in from the entrance of the main hall was chilling. Although Jiang Gu said that he could get up once he understood, Wei Feng did not dare to make a decision on his own and endured the pain until the next morning.
When Jiang Gu came out of the room, he saw Wei Feng still kneeling upright with his back straight. Hearing footsteps, Wei Feng hurriedly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes looking at him cautiously and pitifully, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Master."
Jiang Gu was silent for a moment, then asked, "Have you figured it out?"
"I've figured it out." Wei Feng had thought about it all night, going over it again and again, pondering every word and glance Jiang Gu gave him. He carefully said, "Master, I shouldn't have rashly attacked Xing Zhu and the others, and I certainly shouldn't have acted arrogantly towards elders with higher cultivation levels than myself, letting them seize on my mistakes first—"
At this point, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "I should choose a time when no one is around to do it quietly, preferably so that they don't even know it was me, and so that those old bastards won't have any leverage over me."
Jiang Gu was somewhat satisfied and said in a deep voice, "There are many ways to deal with people. If you can't kill them to eliminate future troubles, you have to patiently lie low and wait for the right opportunity. What kind of skill is it to cut off their tongue and sever their tendons without causing any real pain?"
“Yes, Master,” Wei Feng stammered.
Jiang Gu looked down at him and said, "As the son of the former sect leader, you should be the young sect leader of Yanghua Sect. But the elders beat and scold you and steal your treasures at every turn, and your fellow disciples ridicule and mock you. Do you know why you have fallen to such a state?"
Wei Feng was somewhat stunned. He didn't seem to want to agree with what Jiang Gu said, but he had to admit that what the other party said was true.
"Because I... am useless." He frowned and lowered his head. The young man's pride was particularly strong, and it was not easy for him to admit that he was a good-for-nothing.
“How are you useless? You went from the first level of Qi Refining to the early stage of Foundation Establishment in just a few days. You learned the lessons at Touchun Peak faster than other disciples, and your aptitude is now that of a single spiritual root that is extremely easy to cultivate.” Jiang Gu said coldly, “I never keep useless people around me.”
Wei Feng looked up in astonishment, "...Master?"
“You have the blood pact left by Wei Mingzhou, the Yanghua Sect’s treasure vault is in your hands, and the vast Yunhai Purple Mansion is at your disposal.” Jiang Gu looked down at him. “They just want you to think you’re a piece of trash.”
When the spirit beast was very young, the tamer bound its neck with shackles and frequently beat and scolded it. When it grew up, its fangs and claws were enough to tear the tamer apart, but it was afraid because it had long been used to the shackles.
Enraged, Wei Feng didn't even dare to kill anyone in Yanghua Sect; he only dared to cut out the tongues of those scoundrels.
Wei Feng vaguely understood his meaning, and his heart began to pound. He stared intently at Jiang Gu, his clenched fist trembling slightly. "Master means..."
“As long as you are strong enough, you will be the true master of Yanghua Sect,” Jiang Gu said expressionlessly.
Wei Feng's whole body was trembling slightly.
His master said he wasn't ruthless enough, that he wasn't a good-for-nothing at all, and that the Yanghua Sect should have been his all along... He had been fooled by the people of the Yanghua Sect since he was a child, and had been raised to be a good-for-nothing who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun. He had never had any fighting spirit. But now, kneeling in front of Jiang Gu, a strong ambition and desire suddenly sprouted from the bottom of his heart.
He needs to become strong enough, instead of always having to wait for his master to rescue him.
"I will remember Master's teachings." Wei Feng bent down and placed his forehead on the back of his hand, respectfully kowtowing to Jiang Gu.
Seeing that he understood, Jiang Gu withdrew his gaze and said, "Get up."
Wei Feng had been kneeling all night, and his legs were almost numb. He was in so much pain that he grimaced. He tried to stand up by supporting himself with his hands, but he couldn't. He felt embarrassed and ashamed in front of Jiang Gu, and he was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat.
Jiang Gu admired his foolish appearance for a moment, then reached out, grabbed his arm, and lifted him up.
As soon as he straightened his legs, a sharp pain shot through his knees. Wei Feng instinctively grabbed Jiang Gu's arm, his eyes red as he looked at him, filled with affection and dependence. He said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Master."
Jiang Gu lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, "Go back to your room to heal your wounds."
It would take forever for Wei Feng to move back on his own in this state, so Jiang Gu, with his limited patience, used a magic array to teleport him back, and also threw him a bottle of pills.
Wei Feng sat on the bed with the bottle of pills in his arms, waiting for a while but Jiang Gu did not appear. He felt a slight, barely perceptible disappointment.
It turns out that his master didn't intend to apply the medicine himself...
However, having elixirs is not bad either.
He carefully placed the medicine bottle in the storage bag on his chest, which contained the first bottle of medicine Jiang Gu had given him, as well as the Hunyuan Talisman drawn by holding his hand.
When will Master be able to apply medicine to him again? It seems the last time was when his Divine Mermaid was in heat and Master drew a talisman on his body.
...on the lower abdomen.
As Wei Feng recalled the situation, a sudden heat rose in his lower abdomen. Xing Zhu's vulgar words echoed in his mind inappropriately. Startled, he quickly shook his head to clear his mind of those chaotic thoughts and recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra dozens of times before calming down.
Those scoundrels who covet the division commander! They've all influenced him!
Jiang Gu was like a teacher and a father to him. He had absolutely no dirty thoughts about his master. He just wanted his master to love him more.
Wei Feng convinced himself to treat his injuries, but before he could even begin, he fell asleep from exhaustion.
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Shuying Peak.
Xuan Zhiyan quietly served tea to Shen Yuxin.
“Zhiyan.” Shen Yuxin picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked at the slightly reserved young man in front of him.
Xuanzhi was born handsome and upright. He was raised by Qi Fengyuan from a young age. When Qi Fengyuan was alive, his status among the elders was second only to Jie Fuxue. He loved Xuanzhi like his own son and naturally raised him in luxury. Because he was so well protected, he developed a moderate and gentle personality. However, he was particularly stubborn when it came to making friends. No matter how many times Qi Fengyuan scolded him, he would still run to Wei Feng.
If even Qi Fengyuan couldn't manage it, then in principle, Shen Yuxin, who became his master halfway through his life, shouldn't interfere too much either.
But Xuan Zhiyan was a down-to-earth and gentle child, which suited Shen Yuxin's taste and made him like him. So he couldn't help but give him a few pointers, "You and Wei Feng are different after all. He is the former sect leader's biological son, possesses a blood pact treasure, and has a master like Jiang Gu. Even if he causes a huge uproar, no one can do anything about him."
Xuan Zhiyan obediently lowered his head and whispered, "This disciple understands."
Shen Yuxin smiled gently, "Good that you understand, go ahead."
"Yes, Master." Xuan Zhiyan bowed his head and retreated.
As soon as he stepped out of the room, he was met by Liu Xian, who was peeking in from outside. He smiled helplessly and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Master suddenly called you in, that scared me to death!" Liu Xian hurriedly ran up to support him. "Senior brother, are your injuries any better?"
"It's nothing." Xuan Zhiyan walked forward and whispered, "Don't mention my injury to Master."
"Okay." Liu Xian was half a head shorter than him, so he simply grabbed his arm and let him put it on his shoulder.
“Oh, no need,” Xuan Zhiyan laughed. “It’s not that exaggerated.”
"Help him up." Liu Xian probably knew his good temper and complained, "Senior brother, why did you rush up? When Senior Brother Wei goes crazy, no one can stop him, and those elders won't do anything to him."
This is probably the consensus of everyone.
“They have countless ways to torment people.” Xuan Zhiyan shook his head, recalling the suffering Wei Feng had endured since childhood. “He only has me as a friend. If I don’t help him, who will?”
Liu Xian muttered, "You took so many swords for him and he didn't even come to see you. He's completely focused on his master."
“He’s more seriously injured; he probably can’t even get up right now.” Xuan Zhiyan patted his shoulder. “I’ve arrived. Go ahead and get busy.”
Liu Xian looked at him with concern and worry, "Senior brother, please call me anytime if you need any help."
“Okay.” Xuan Zhiyan nodded with a smile.
Liu Xian then left reluctantly.
Xuan Zhiyan pushed open the door, and a bright red kitten pounced on him, its four legs flailing. Xuan Zhiyan bent down, caught it with both hands, and held it up. "Baby, did you miss me?"
Utuo called out to him in a childish voice and nuzzled his cheek with its head.
Xuan Zhiyan felt tickled by its fur, hugged it, and kissed it twice. "How can you be so cute? Hmm? I don't even want to give you back to your father. That brat Wei Feng is always jumping around and never gives you a bath. Come on, give me another kiss..."
"Awoo." Wutuo rolled over in his arms and started snoring softly.
Xuan Zhiyan loosened the collar around its neck a little more, then hefted it in his hand and laughed, "Have you gained weight?"
Utuo wagged its tail happily at him.
Liu Xian, who was hiding in the shadows, watched him interact with Wu Tuo, frowned, turned around and flew away to Xieyu Peak on his sword.
Mu Si is guarding the goal.
Liu Xian handed him a token, which Mu Si carefully examined before nodding. "Master is receiving guests. Please wait a moment before going in."
Liu Xian caught the token he was tossed to him. "Okay, senior brother."
Mu Sisheng was tall and strong, and looked down on this weak and frail pretty boy. He glanced at him sideways and said, "You've been making quite a splash lately by following Wei Feng and Xuan Zhiyan, but you'd better remember your place. Don't think that following these young masters will make you a phoenix on a branch."
Liu Xian gritted his teeth, but managed to force a smile. "What my elder brother said is true. Of course I know. If Elder Ruan hadn't saved me, I would still be a beggar in Longyun City. Of course I will do everything I can to help the elder relieve his worries."
Mu Si snorted coldly, "You think you can—"
Before he could finish speaking, the tightly closed door suddenly opened, and a woman wrapped tightly in a black robe emerged, revealing only her pair of snow-white hands.
Liu Xian glanced at her with some curiosity, and Ruan Keji's voice came from inside the house, "Little Liu, come in."
Liu Xian dared not look any longer, brushed past the woman, and hurriedly went into the room.
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Yang Huazong Yunhai.
Jiang Gu ignored the injured Wei Feng. During this time, he finally figured out a way to refine the Li Huo Dan. However, since he had already used Wei Mingzhou's Yuan Dan to temper his body and cleanse his marrow to fuse a spiritual root, and his meridians had also expanded several times, he did not need the Li Huo Dan for the time being.
He excavated two excellent secret realms and a mansion from the ruins of the Purple Mansion in Weiming Prefecture. Combined with the Mermaid Bay ruins he had previously excavated in the Chaolong Secret Realm, he now has a total of three secret realms and one mansion in his Purple Mansion. However, he has only tamed and refined the Mermaid Bay ruins and the spiritual vein beneath them. The remaining two secret realms are very intact, and the spiritual veins are extremely large. With his current cultivation level, it is still somewhat difficult for him to refine them.
Jiang Gu had no intention of keeping it. Firstly, even the best things are useless if left unused. Secondly, if he kept it, it might end up benefiting someone else if he lost a battle. Therefore, he always used what he could, and even if it was useless, he would create a use for it.
He spent a lot of time thinking about how to use these things, and finally decided to refine them into weapons.
He first divided the Li Huo Dan in two, and refined one half with Jiang Lin's Gou Chen Ruyi to obtain a Heaven-rank magic weapon, the Gou Chen Hairpin. He made some improvements to the original Gou Chen Ruyi. This hairpin can be combined with his natal Chi Xue Sword. As long as there is blood, no matter how the opponent tries to escape or hide in the battle, he will be found accurately, ensuring that he can eliminate the threat completely.
He refined the other half of the Fire-Separating Pill into the red rope formed from his heart's blood on his wrist, creating a top-grade magic artifact called the Fire-Separating Rope. He referenced Wei Feng's Dragon-Locking Chain and simply nurtured it within his flesh and blood with his divine soul. This not only allowed him to know the life, death, and location of his subordinate Wei Feng at any time, but also allowed him to silently devour the primordial spirits of cultivators or spirit beasts with lower cultivation levels than himself, turning them into nourishment. In critical moments, it could be used to save his life.
These two magical artifacts were incredibly insidious, yet they suited Jiang Gu's desires perfectly.
As for those two secret realms, he planned to refine them completely when he broke through to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, and make them, along with the mansion, a complete part of his Purple Mansion.
Before that, he needed a sufficiently wide spiritual vein to withstand the lightning tribulation and serve as a lightning guide for refining the spiritual vein of the secret realm.
The spiritual vein beneath the Yanghua Sect's Cloud Sea is quite remarkable.
"Isn't the scenery here nice?" a young voice sounded behind him.
“It’s quite good.” Jiang Gu turned around with his hands behind his back and saw an unfamiliar young man.
Despite the somewhat hot weather, he was wearing a crane-feather cloak, and his handsome face was deathly pale. He coughed as soon as he was about to speak again.
He coughed for a long time, covering his mouth with a handkerchief, before finally stopping. The last bit of color on his lips had disappeared, but he smiled happily. "Yanghua Cloud Sea is, after all, the top of the ten scenic wonders of Pingze Continent. It's a pity that Yanghua Sect only occupies half of it. The other half is in Queyuan Sect. Cough cough cough cough."
Jiang Gu glanced at him, "Sect Leader Wu is not feeling well, you should go back and rest."
Wu Hezhi was shocked and covered his mouth with a handkerchief, saying, "Oh no, we've been exposed."
"..." Jiang Gu looked coldly at the token at his waist.
Wu Hezhi followed his gaze and looked down, awkwardly touching his nose, and said with a lukewarm smile, "Oh dear, I told you not to wear these random things."
"What business does Sect Leader Wu have with me?" Jiang asked.
"It's nothing, I just came to see the sea of clouds." Wu Hezhi started coughing again after saying only a few words, his white handkerchief stained red, but he didn't care. "We just happened to meet."
"Then I won't bother you any longer," Jiang Gu said and left.
"Hey, Seventh Young Master, please wait." Seeing that he was really about to leave, Wu Hezhi stopped coughing and quickly spoke up to stop him.
Jiang Gu glanced at him. "Have we met before?"
"More than a decade ago, when the Seventh Young Master was still young, he managed to break out of the Demon Cave alone, his white clothes stained with blood by himself and his sword. It was truly astonishing." Wu Hezhi laughed and said, "At that time, I wanted to get to know the Seventh Young Master, but unfortunately, we missed each other by chance."
At that time, Jiang Gu and Wei Feng were about the same age. Their cultivation levels were not high, but they had a strong sense of ruthlessness. They managed to kill all the demons and exchanged the head of their leader for a magical herb.
“My health wasn’t very good at that time. I originally thought of using that herb as medicine, but it was too late.” Wu Hezhi’s gaze fell on Jiang Gu. “It’s been more than ten years since I last saw you. Seventh Young Master, you are even more charming now.”
"You're about to die," Jiang Gu said mercilessly.
Wu Hezhi's face was pale and his blood and qi were insufficient. Even though his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, he was on the verge of exhaustion. He finally understood why Xie Fuxue had always been in charge of handling many matters in Yanghua Sect.
“Seventh Young Master, don’t be so blunt.” Wu Hezhi sighed helplessly. “With my body, no matter how much spiritual energy tonic I throw into it, it’s like sinking into a bottomless pit. I originally thought I would just wait to die quietly, but lately the sect seems to be quite lively, so I couldn’t help but want to come out and take a look.”
Jiang Gu looked at him coldly.
“Speaking of Wei Feng, I’ve met him a few times. He’s very clever and adorable. It’s understandable that the Seventh Young Master would be happy to take him as his disciple,” Wu Hezhi said. “However, this child is not blessed enough and I’m afraid he can’t bear such a great favor.”
Jiang Gu's gaze grew even colder. "Is my fortune even less than yours?"
Wu Hezhi was taken aback at first, then burst into loud laughter. As he laughed, he started coughing again, bending over and grabbing a nearby stone for support. He then straightened up with difficulty, his face pale as he looked at Jiang Gu, his eyes filled with helplessness and sorrow. He said weakly, "This is... cough cough, it's really hard to say. Wei Feng is a child from Mingzhou. All disciples of the Yanghua Sect have a soul lamp enshrined on Touchun Peak. Why don't you come with me to see Wei Feng's soul lamp, Seventh Young Master?"
Wu Hezhi clearly had a purpose in coming, and Jiang Gu vaguely guessed it as well, so he went with him to Touchun Peak.
The vast Soul Lamp Cave housed tens of thousands of ever-burning lamps, all made from the grease left by the skinning of merfolk. New disciples would infuse their own soul lamps with a wisp of their essence upon entering the cave. When the lamp was lit, their souls were at peace; when the lamp went out, their souls would dissipate. The tens of thousands of ever-burning lamps stretched all the way into the depths of the cave. Jiang Gu followed him and saw many soul lamps that had already been extinguished.
He even saw Qi Fengyuan's extinguished soul lamp.
“In recent years, countless disciples of Yanghua Sect have perished. I, as the sect leader, have done nothing better than this.” Wu Hezhi pointed to the soul lamp at the highest point, which was not only extinguished but also cracked with countless fissures. “Mingzhou entrusted Yanghua Sect to me, but he entrusted it to the wrong person.”
Beneath Wei Mingzhou's extinguished soul lamp was the name of Wu Hezhi. That soul lamp had become so weak that only a few scattered points of light remained, struggling to float in the air.
"As the saying goes, 'when the oil runs out, the lamp goes out,' and this thing looks quite annoying." Wu Hezhi smiled and pointed to Jiang Gu's feet. A palm-sized soul lamp was inconspicuous, covered in dust, and the merman oil inside had dried up. The wick had never even been lit.
The name Wei Feng is engraved on it.
Jiang Gu frowned.
“Back then, Qu Qing, who was also Wei Mingzhou’s Daoist partner, was ambushed with Wei Mingzhou when she was about to give birth. Wei Mingzhou died protecting her and the child, but she was also seriously injured at the time… cough cough cough.” Wu Hezhi coughed up blood while changing a handkerchief. “Wei Feng was stillborn.”
Jiang Gu's expression turned somewhat grim. Seeing this, Wu Hezhi said, "But Wei Feng is alive and kicking now, right? At the time, Wei Mingzhou tried his best to save this child, exhausting his life's cultivation to seal tens of thousands of blood contracts inside the fetus, but he didn't expect that the child's soul couldn't withstand it at all, and the child was born with an incomplete soul..."
"At that time, the Yanghua Sect was attacking the merfolk's settlement. Qing Changxi and that Divine Kite woman's child had just been born, but the body was destroyed at birth, leaving only a few wisps of a remnant soul." Wu Hezhi said unhurriedly, "Qu Qing gave the child's corpse to Qi Fengyuan. Relying on his mixed merfolk and human blood, he dared to act recklessly, fusing the stillborn fetus with the Divine Kite Merfolk's soul, and perhaps some other things... cough cough cough, and in the end, he created this—"
Wu Hezhi was getting tired of talking, so he closed his eyes, leaned against the wall, and rested for a moment before saying, "A hodgepodge."
“Yanghua Sect has already done more than enough by taking care of him.” Wu Hezhi said with a pale face, “Seventh Young Master, the Divine Kite Shark bloodline in Wei Feng’s body is not pure, and it is probably far from being a rare treasure. You have been in the Jiang family for so many years, and everything you have seen and obtained is extraordinary. Why… cough cough cough, why be so fixated on such a… thing.”
A mere wretch whose soul was pieced together by sheer luck, he miraculously survived a stillbirth. Yanghua Sect only took him in because the blood pact left by Wei Mingzhou within his body controlled the Treasure Pavilion. This was already an immense blessing and stroke of luck. If he were to gain Jiang Gu as his master to back him up, he would truly be ungrateful.
“Seventh Young Master, someone as talented and brilliant as you, even if you were just a servant, he… cough cough cough, wouldn’t be qualified.” Wu Hezhi tried to see his expression, but Jiang Gu remained calm and composed, as if he didn’t take his words to heart at all.
"Is that all Sect Leader Wu wanted to say?" Jiang Gu looked at him.
Wu Hezhi covered his mouth with a handkerchief, "Although I like liveliness, it's better for Yanghua Sect to be more stable in the current situation. Seventh Young Master, we all know that you came to Yanghua Sect just to relax. In a year or two, the Jiang family will invite you back. Why bother with such things?"
His words were sincere, as if he genuinely felt sorry for Jiang Gu.
"Thank you for the reminder, Sect Leader Wu." Jiang Gu remained noncommittal.
Seeing this, Wu Hezhi said no more, "It's cold in the cave, please, Seventh Young Master."
Jiang Gu nodded and followed him out of the Soul Lamp Cave.
When he returned to Qingping Peak, Wei Feng immediately came out to greet him as soon as he entered the hall, happily circling around him. "Master, you're back! I went to look for you earlier but you weren't there. Where did you go, Master? I've finished healing my injuries. Master, can I go to Touchun Peak for class now?"
Jiang Gu habitually ignored his nonsense and said, "Sit down."
Wei Feng immediately found the nearest chair and sat down, looking up at him with an obedient expression, the long scar on his neck particularly noticeable.
It was obvious that he deliberately didn't heal properly so that Jiang Gu would treat his injuries instead.
His little scheme was too obvious, so Jiang Gu didn't even bother to scold him for being stupid. He casually applied a thin layer of spiritual energy to the wound, and it slowly healed. Wei Feng's smile grew even brighter. "Thank you, Master!"
Jiang Gu said, "Sink your primordial spirit into your sea of consciousness."
"Okay." Wei Feng didn't know what he was going to do, but it was always better to obey. However, before entering his sea of consciousness, he asked, "Master, are you unhappy?"
Jiang Gu replied expressionlessly, "No."
However, he was not in a good mood. If what Wu Hezhi said was true, then what was the stillborn child, the divine kite, or the fusion of their souls that broke the seal on his neck?
What exactly is Wei Feng?
If all else fails, he'd just dismantle this guy's soul and study it thoroughly. Just then, a small wisp of spirit rushed towards him, spinning around, screaming, "Ahhh, Master, help me—"
Jiang Gu raised his hand and grabbed Wei Feng's soul, pulling him up to his face by the neck. "What are you doing?"
"I want to try holding my breath in my sea of consciousness." Wei Feng's eyes were dizzy. His primordial spirit was very small, with short arms and legs. His two chubby hands flailed wildly and finally grabbed his sleeve. "Master, I feel like throwing up."
“…The primordial spirit won’t vomit.” Jiang Gu deliberately shook him while holding him up.
Wei Feng kicked his short legs twice, pleading pitifully, "Master—I was wrong—"
Jiang Gu chuckled and threw him to the ground.
Wei Feng spun around twice before regaining his balance. He shook his head vigorously and almost fell over again. Jiang Gu raised his foot to stop him and carefully examined his primordial spirit. His three souls and seven spirits were all present, no different from a normal person.
The primordial spirit is more straightforward than the real person, and Wei Feng's primordial spirit is also more mischievous than the real person. After he was dizzy, he looked up at Jiang Gu, muttering that his master's primordial spirit seemed to have grown bigger again, while using his hands and feet to hug Jiang Gu's calves and try to climb up.
Perhaps because it incorporated too many miscellaneous elements, the resulting primordial spirit was exceptionally dull.
After Jiang Gu examined Wei Feng's soul and the mark he had left on it, and determined that forcibly separating the soul would only make Wei Feng more foolish, he gave up on the plan.
Wei Feng, unaware that he had escaped a calamity, was still excitedly clinging to Jiang Gu's leg. As he watched his hand slowly dissolve at the edge of Jiang Gu's leg, he asked in confusion, "Master, what happened to my primordial spirit—sigh!"
Before he could finish speaking, his mind went blank for a moment, and an overwhelming sense of comfort and pleasure suddenly overwhelmed him. However, that moment was extremely brief, and before he could react, his entire spirit was suddenly kicked away.
"Ouch—" Wei Feng's spirit returned to its place, and he jumped up from the chair in pain, looking at him with a wronged expression, "Master, why did you kick me?"
Jiang Gu stared at him with a dark expression, his killing intent almost impossible to conceal, his demeanor extremely cold and fierce, "You bastard!"
This audacious bastard actually wants to communicate with him spiritually?
Wei Feng shuddered, not knowing why he had suddenly become angry, and stammered, "W-what's wrong, Master?"
Jiang Gu took a deep breath. "What were you doing just now?"
Wei Feng immediately understood and lowered his head to beg for forgiveness, "I'm sorry, Master, I won't use my primordial spirit to climb on you anymore."
The main reason was that Jiang Gu's primordial spirit was extremely powerful and golden, which Jiang Gu admired and always wanted to get closer to. He saw that his master hadn't thrown away his own primordial spirit, so he assumed that Jiang Gu liked it too.
Jiang Gu was taken aback by his words and frowned, saying, "Fine, go cultivate."
"Yes, Master." Wei Feng, having been scolded for no reason, left dejectedly.
However, he secretly grinned as he turned around.
Hmph, he'll dare to climb again next time!
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