Chapter 61 Youthful Spring Robes (Part 7)
"Who's your nephew!" Wei Feng was still drunk. He peeked out from behind Jiang Gu, clinging to his arm, and glared fiercely at her. "Give up, my master will never drink with you! My master only has me as his nephew—"
A burst of spiritual energy directly sealed his mouth.
Wei Feng smelled the subtle fragrance swirling around the spiritual energy and obediently shut his mouth. Now, with the effects of the alcohol kicking in, he felt dizzy and lightheaded, so he rested his head on Jiang Gu's shoulder and let out a long sigh.
If his master forbids him to speak, then he will remain silent.
The scalding heat seeped through the thin fabric onto his skin, creating an indescribable strange sensation. However, Jiang Gu could sense the subtle pleasure in Wei Feng's heart, so he let it be.
Then he met Qu Fengyu's mocking gaze.
“Qu Qing of the Sparrow Kite Sect is my elder sister, and Wei Mingzhou, the former sect leader of the Yanghua Sect, is my brother-in-law. We're related by blood, so the Yanghua Sect is practically my maternal family. I just happened to be passing by and happened to run into you all.” She smiled and explained to Jiang Gu, “Seventh Young Master, I was very rude just now. I thought you were going to bully my nephew, after all, this primordial spirit injury is excruciatingly painful, don't you think?”
Jiang Gu's eyes turned slightly cold.
Since Qu Fengyu had sensed his intentions, he must have been secretly following him for a long time, yet he was so distracted by Wei Feng's emotions that he failed to notice.
The spiritual energy transformed into countless ice spikes that struck the person sitting on the window.
Qu Fengyu's expression changed, and she hurriedly used her spiritual power to defend herself, but she was a moment too slow, and several ice spikes grazed her cheeks and neck.
She raised her hand and wiped it, and sure enough, there was blood.
Qu Fengyu's smile faltered. "Young Master Jiang Qi has such a cruel heart, knowing that what I care about most is this face."
Jiang Gu looked at her coldly, "If you keep meddling in other people's business, it won't just be your face that gets hurt."
Wei Feng tugged at his sleeve from behind.
With a thought, Jiang Gu instantly broke the silence spell.
"Master, I'm so sleepy." He was so drunk that he could barely keep his eyes open, and he whispered, "I want to go back to Qingping Peak to sleep."
He was so unsteady on his feet that he clung to Jiang Gu's arm, whimpering in a spoiled manner. Jiang Gu frowned, then with a flick of his long sleeve, he and the man disappeared from the spot.
Qu Fengyu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief; the back of his clothes was already soaked with cold sweat.
Jiang Gu's terrifying aura just now instilled fear in her from the bottom of her heart, making her almost unable to move. For a moment, she thought she was really going to die here today.
She didn't even have time to unleash her magic weapon.
She had clearly followed him the whole way without being discovered by Jiang Gu, but it's possible that he was cunning and treacherous and deliberately revealed a flaw.
Indeed, the more handsome a man is, the more cunning he is.
She jumped into the teleportation array and in the blink of an eye arrived outside the Yanghua Sect's mountain gate, where a water mirror half the height of a person appeared in front of her.
A handsome young man appeared in the water mirror, frowning as he said, "Qu Fengyu, don't do anything unnecessary."
"Where are you going to find your brother if Wei Feng is dead?" Qu Fengyu crossed his arms and looked at him with disdain. "Big brother, I'm helping you out of the blue now, can't you have a conscience?"
Lu Zhenyi's face darkened. "You know who you're doing this for."
"Stop giving me that sour look. If you can't move, just stay here and heal." Qu Fengyu sneered. "But thanks to that girl Zhou Ningjiang, if she hadn't beaten you half to death, you wouldn't have come to me for help. Don't worry, Senior Brother Lu, if your brother dies, I will definitely help collect his body."
"Qu, Feng, Yu!" Lu Zhenyi stared at her with a dark expression, gritting her teeth as she said, "If my brother dies, you won't be coming back alive either."
"Oh dear, I'm really scared." Qu Fengyu pouted and shattered the water mirror with a flick of his sleeve.
She rubbed her sore shoulders, looked up at the three large characters "Yanghua Sect" at the mountain gate, took a deep breath, took out the Yanghua Sect token, opened the restriction, and flew straight to the main peak on her sword.
Main peak.
Wu He, feeling unwell, leaned against the couch for a short rest. A young disciple brought over the warmed medicine and said softly, "Master, it's time to take your medicine."
"Hmm." Wu Hezhi got up and took the medicine bowl. The medicine aggravated his meridians, causing him to cough uncontrollably.
"Master!" The junior disciple panicked instantly and tried to transfer spiritual energy to him, but was stopped.
Wu Hezhi coughed for a long time before calming down, then picked up the medicine bowl and brought it to his lips to drink.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the doors of the main hall were kicked open, followed by a clear female voice echoing through the dusty night:
"Wu Hezhi, you didn't expect this, did you? Your great-aunt is back!"
"Cough cough cough!"
Wu Hezhi's hand trembled, and the dark brown medicinal soup spilled all over his body.
——
Qingping Peak.
As dawn broke, sunlight streamed through the window onto the soft quilt. The sleeping boy frowned, kicked off the covers, rolled over, and pulled the quilt into his arms, burying his face in it.
Half an incense stick later, he suddenly jumped off the bed, stared blankly at the familiar furniture around him for a moment.
His last memory was of going to Shangqiaofang with his master to eat, and of wanting Jiang Gu to drink. He remembered nothing after that.
"...Master!"
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Jiang Gu cut off a piece of his own primordial spirit and placed it in the magic array on the table. Wei Feng's primordial spirit was also placed in the magic array. Sure enough, there was a faint black aura connecting the two pieces of primordial spirit, with many crimson blood threads wrapped around them, which looked like some kind of... curse technique.
Ever since that tribulation, when Wei Feng gets emotional, black ghost patterns appear on his neck, and his eyes turn into white pupils. Those white pupils are somewhat similar to the fox-faced ram-horned beast in the ancient temple of the Xiyuan Secret Realm. Initially, Wei Feng's eyes were also affected by the monster's saliva.
There are countless curse techniques in the cultivation world, and naturally, countless ways to break them. But they all boil down to three categories: soul, blood, and magic. If we want to break this black aura, we'll probably have to act while Wei Feng, with his ghostly face and white pupils, is out of control.
"Master!"
The tightly closed door was pushed open from the outside, and Wei Feng ran in barefoot, looking panicked. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him.
Jiang Guyi raised his hand, hiding everything on the table, and looked up at him expressionlessly.
Wei Feng was taken aback for a moment before remembering to bow. He bowed and said, "This disciple has been unworthy."
He stood there barefoot, wearing only a thin undergarment, the front of which was loosely draped, exposing his chest and collarbone. His hair was also messy from sleeping, and there was a red mark on his face from half of the pillow pressing down on him. He really looked quite disheveled.
Jiang Gu said, "Go back and get dressed."
“…Yes.” Wei Feng straightened up, but didn’t leave, his eyes fixed on him, and cautiously asked, “Master, last night I—”
"You're drunk," Jiang Guyan said succinctly. "You must not drink alcohol in the future."
On the way back, Wei Feng caused a ruckus the whole way. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he simply knocked the person unconscious and threw them back into the room, finally getting a half-day of peace and quiet.
"Yes." Wei Feng couldn't remember what happened last night when he was drunk. Seeing Jiang Gu's expression, he didn't dare to ask in detail. He stood there for a long time, reluctant to leave.
"Aren't you leaving?" He was too close and his emotions were too intense, which annoyed Jiang Gu.
Wei Feng lowered his head, rolled his eyes, and slowly walked to the desk. He subconsciously placed his hand on the edge of the desk, and the part of Wei Feng's primordial spirit hidden in the magic array stuck to it, eagerly wanting to return to its place. However, it was too weak and could not break through the spiritual energy shield of the magic array. It could only anxiously spin around in circles.
Then Jiang Gu's primordial spirit rushed over and trampled the small piece of primordial spirit beneath it. Wei Feng's primordial spirit struggled for a long time before finally curling itself into a small ball and pitifully rolling to the side.
Jiang Gu smiled slightly.
It's as useless as its owner.
“Master, actually I ran into Zhou Huaiming again yesterday.” Wei Feng gripped the edge of the table tightly, looking at Jiang Gu with some trepidation. “He was in the back mountain.”
He was extremely nervous, afraid that he could sense killing intent from Jiang Gu, yet also afraid that Jiang Gu would remain unmoved and he wouldn't sense anything at all.
A very faint, subtle emotion was conveyed to me.
It is pleasure.
Wei Feng was first shocked, then confused, but he followed Jiang Gu's gaze to the table and saw only an ancient book with complex ancient characters that he could not recognize.
Is Master...happy?
"So that's why you were crying like that?" Jiang Gu looked at him.
Wei Feng opened his mouth, gave a muffled reply, and said aggrievedly, "Master, he always bullies me because of his high cultivation level."
"Then find a way to kill him," Jiang Gu said coldly.
Wei Feng stared wide-eyed in shock. "Wh-what?!"
"His cultivation is higher than yours, yet he didn't kill you. He must have something to do with you." Jiang Gu's expression was so calm that it was as if he were talking about someone else. "When people have something to do with them, they have desires, and desires are the greatest weakness of cultivators."
Wei Feng was stunned by his words, "But..."
But he cried for a whole day before finally convincing himself to accept reality. The moment he received the jade bracelet, he made up his mind that no matter how outrageous Zhou Huaiming was, as long as he wasn't killed, he wouldn't care anymore.
All he needs is a master.
"He bullied and humiliated you, treating you like an ant, whom he could insult at will. And you call that bullying? What he did to you is enough for you to kill him a thousand times over." Jiang Gu looked at him with some disappointment, his voice stern. "No matter how high your cultivation is, everyone has weaknesses. You haven't been able to find them in all this time. I can help you kill him, but there are still thousands of years of cultivation ahead. Do you expect me to help you kill him every time?"
Wei Feng stared at him, his face deathly pale. "I..."
How could he kill Zhou Huaiming?!
Why did Master say that? Could it be that he guessed wrong?
The master has been hesitant to take action against Zhou Huaiming because he wants him to resolve the issue himself.
Or has the master already discovered something and is deliberately using these words to confuse him?
He only wanted to test his master's opinion of him, but he never expected to receive such words, which immediately filled him with surprise and uncertainty.
Jiang Gu raised his hand, and a longbow and three purple-feathered arrows appeared on the table. "This is a Heaven-rank magic weapon called the Ice Bow and Mystic Arrows. Kill him before the sect competition ends."
"Otherwise, our master-disciple relationship will end here."
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