Chapter 63 Youthful Spring Robes (Part 9)
With his primordial spirit returned to its place, Jiang Gu suddenly opened his eyes.
The luminous pearl in the room emitted a soft, bright halo, while the night outside the window remained dark. The magic array and vortex between the two primordial spirits had all disappeared, but the reddish black aura still connected them, even thicker than before.
Meanwhile, the two fragments of the primordial spirit absorbed a great deal of spiritual energy from somewhere, and had already vaguely taken on a human shape and blurry facial features. Jiang Gu's small primordial spirit was stepping on the primordial spirit that looked like a kite shark, imitating it and preparing to tear it into eight pieces.
The little shark, trampled underfoot, begged for mercy in a cowardly manner, still harboring wicked intentions to use its chubby little fish tail to curl Jiang Gu Yuan Shen's calf.
Jiang Gu expressionlessly pinched the two primordial spirits together and threw one into the spirit pet bag.
His primordial spirit was very used to the spirit pet bag, and began to cultivate as soon as it entered. Meanwhile, Wei Feng's little primordial spirit began to struggle frantically. Taking advantage of its small size, it managed to squeeze its little head out from the drawstring and drooped at the edge, crying as it reached out to Jiang Gu for a hug.
"..." Jiang Gu's face was expressionless. Recalling what Wei Feng had done in the dream, he didn't really want to pay attention to him.
But the little spirit persisted, struggling to free half its body. It grabbed a piece of his clothes, hugged it tightly, and burst into tears. Its tears were tiny luminous pearls formed from spiritual energy, which clattered onto the table and instantly dissipated, returning to spiritual energy.
It looked like she was about to cry herself into a small hole.
Jiang Gu pinched its little wings, lifted it out, and threw it onto the table.
It rolled twice, bumped into the edge of the inkstone, got up, tilted its head and looked around for a while before crawling inside. There was no ink inside. Wei Feng's little spirit looked left and right, then jumped out again, grabbed a handkerchief, and huffed and puffed its way back inside. It built itself a soft little nest, then lay down contentedly and began to snore.
So Jiang Gu stopped paying attention to it.
He found another inkstone to prepare to draw talismans, but when he was only halfway done, Wei Feng's little primordial spirit suddenly woke up and painfully clutched his head and began to roll around.
The fire rope on Jiang Gu's left wrist suddenly began to heat up.
His expression hardened, and his divine sense instantly spread out to cover the entire Yanghua Sect, but as expected, he did not detect any aura belonging to Wei Feng.
That bastard is about to die again.
——
at the same time.
Wei Feng was being trampled on the ground by a giant fox paw, his wrists and ankles pinned down by magical artifacts. The puppet knelt on the ground, grabbed his neck, and forced him to raise his head. The silver needles in its hand, gleaming with a cold light, began to slowly pierce into his temples.
Wei Feng roared in pain, his eyes wide with rage.
Jiang Lin stood to the side, leisurely fanning himself, and chuckled softly, "With the puppet needles piercing your soul, no matter how skilled you are, you can't escape my grasp. If you want to blame someone, blame Jiang Gu—"
With the silver needle halfway in, Wei Feng had stopped struggling and was being held by the puppet like a dead dog. Jiang Lin walked over, bent down, and lifted his chin, smiling as he said, "I'm really curious, what is it about you that makes him treat you differently? Just your identity as the Divine Kite Shark is enough to kill you. Does he really like you?"
"Ha, how could that be?" Jiang Lin scoffed. "He's a ruthless cultivator; falling in love is simply a pipe dream for someone like him. Maybe you two were just cultivating together?"
He looked at Wei Feng with disdain, "Could it be that you possess some kind of Yin body that can be used as a furnace?"
Wei Feng gritted his teeth and stared intently at him, his chest surging with anger. "My master just likes me! It's not because I'm some kind of divine shark! He hates hairy people like you the most!"
Jiang Lin's face darkened instantly, and he sneered, "When Jiang Gu and I were sharing life and death, you were still breastfeeding."
"Heh..." Wei Feng sneered coldly, "Then my master still didn't want you... If you kill me, do you think my master will let you go!"
“I think you are—” Jiang Lin suddenly stopped speaking and said sarcastically, “Why should I argue with you? I don’t care how Jiang Gu treats me at all. Anyway, he will die by my hand sooner or later, and you will personally help me fulfill this long-cherished wish.”
Blood flowed down his cheeks to his chin, the ghostly markings on his face appearing and disappearing. Wei Feng's pierced hand slowly curled up and clenched, his dark pupils covered by a vast white expanse. The puppet needle, which was halfway in, could not advance any further no matter what he did.
"No one—" Wei Feng let the magical artifact pierce through his palm, and the fox paw that was stepping on his back was pushed up by his arched back, making a terrifying sound of bones dislocating. He roared hoarsely with endless anger and jealousy: "No one can hurt my master!"
Jiang Gu is his!
His Dharma form was forcibly lifted up. Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, then immediately felt the overwhelming ghostly energy. He shouted sharply, "Qin Zhi! Suppress him!"
Upon receiving the order, Qin Zhi decisively abandoned the puppet needles and slammed his elbow down on Wei Feng's neck. The puppet's body was as hard as a rock, and he heard a clear sound of bones breaking. However, Wei Feng's movements did not falter at all. The ghostly markings on his face were spreading at an extremely fast speed, soon covering his pale cheeks and covering his entire face.
Wei Feng's emotions were amplified in an instant. He looked at Jiang Lin in front of him, and he was almost overwhelmed by anger and jealousy.
He went with Jiang Gu to the Jiang family gathering and saw Jiang Lin. They were obviously old acquaintances. It was the first time he had seen someone dare to joke and play around in front of Jiang Gu, and even touch him without restraint. At that time, he still respected Jiang Gu as his teacher and dared not overstep his bounds. Seeing this, he only felt a little sour.
He knew very little about Jiang Gu, and he knew clearly that he was definitely not the most important person in Jiang Gu's heart. Jiang Gu must have family, friends, confidants, or even a Daoist partner, while he was just Jiang Gu's disciple.
But Jiang Gu was his only mentor.
He is a teacher, an elder, a mentor, and a father figure to rely on.
There is only one such person.
He had long known that Jiang Gu was indifferent by nature, and that very few people and things could catch his eye. He himself had only become one of them by chance because of his identity as the Divine Kite Shark.
Why can't Master only see him?
In the past, Wei Feng would never have dared to even think about it. In his eyes, Jiang Gu was always a high and mighty, all-powerful being. But he just happened to get involved with Zhou Huaiming, whom he hated and feared the most, and his identity became unclear.
He didn't even dare to recall the first half of the dream carefully. He didn't care about being torn to pieces in the dream, but he couldn't bear to desecrate Jiang Gu.
That was his master!
However, the ghostly white pupils amplified the desires and negative emotions hidden in his heart, and Wei Feng almost instantly lost his mind. He stared at Jiang Lin with a ferocious expression, grabbed the puppet needle that was half inserted into his temple and pulled it out.
"Qin Zhi!" Seeing that something was wrong, Jiang Lin immediately bit his fingertip and smeared the blood on the puppet's forehead. "Kill him directly!"
The puppet, which had been moving stiffly, suddenly became vivid and lifelike. Qin Zhi's movements suddenly became much faster. He drew his sword and slashed at Wei Feng's neck with a fierce sword aura.
However, before the longsword could strike Wei Feng, a thick black aura pierced straight into his heart.
Qin Zhi paused, his longsword falling from his hand. He stared blankly at his blood-soaked palm, his ears filled with the terrified and desperate cries for help from his sect. A tall, slender figure turned away from him, revealing a beautiful face.
'Qin Zhi, you're mine now.'
"Qin Zhi, what are you doing!" The voice suddenly rang out from behind him.
Qin Zhi turned around abruptly and met Jiang Lin's narrow, bewitching fox-like eyes. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he uttered a strained voice: "Jiang...Lin?"
"You—" Jiang Lin was still staring at Wei Feng when he heard this and was taken aback. "What did you call me?"
"Jiang Lin!" Qin Zhi gritted his teeth, his voice filled with overwhelming hatred, "Jiang Lin!!!"
"Impossible, how could the puppet needles fail?" Jiang Lin was only surprised for a moment.
Because the next moment, Qin Zhi, who was originally under his control, rushed towards him without regard for anything else. Wei Feng naturally wouldn't let go of this good opportunity. His burning jealousy drove him to unleash tremendous spiritual power, and the Moon Gazing Sword in his hand shot straight towards Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin flicked his folding fan, and countless puppet needles rushed towards them, but they couldn't stop Qin Zhi and Wei Feng even half a step. Instead, Wei Feng increased his speed.
Beside him, Qin Zhi's boundless hatred was like an extremely delicious meal to Wei Feng. Wei Feng absorbed the hatred continuously and transformed it into cultivation. Jiang Lin's jealousy and greed were also delicious to him, constantly filling his meridians and cultivation.
The enormous fox tail, accompanied by a gale, slammed down on him. Wei Feng remembered the sword techniques Jiang Gu had forced him to practice every morning. He steadily spun around his waist, raised his sword to parry, and actually withstood the fatal blow from the Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
"How is this possible?!" Jiang Lin was greatly shocked.
Wei Feng's wrists and arms were torn open, and he could not see anything in front of him, but he could clearly distinguish two strong scents, one belonging to Qin Zhi and the other to Jiang Lin. He only needed to continuously absorb the negative emotions from the two people, and his body seemed to have inexhaustible power.
"Jiang Gu... is mine!" Wei Feng flipped his wrist, and the Moon Gazing Sword slashed straight at the fox's tail.
Jiang Lin retreated swiftly, no longer sparing his magical treasures. He used his long scroll to instantly engulf Qin Zhi and Wei Feng. However, he was unwilling to be forced into such a situation by Wei Feng, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator. He hovered in mid-air, transformed into his original form, and opened his enormous six-tailed fox mouth, intending to swallow Wei Feng whole.
Wei Feng sensed danger, and the ghostly markings on his face instantly thickened. In a flash, a ghostly figure with a blue face and fangs appeared behind him. His resentment, as if it were a tangible substance, broke through the long scroll of magic treasure and transformed into countless fierce ghosts that tore at Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin decisively stopped fighting. With a wave of his paper fan, countless rich fragrances of Huanmeng exploded around him. Wei Feng, who was rushing towards it, instantly lost his sense of direction and twitched his nose in confusion. However, he was choked by the sweet and cloying fragrance and sneezed loudly.
He grinned impatiently and inhaled all the Dream Fragrance into his stomach. The surrounding atmosphere finally became clear. Jiang Lin's scent had disappeared, leaving only Qin Zhi's intense hatred. Jiang Lin's escape angered him, so he vented all his anger on Qin Zhi, charging straight at him with resentment and ghostly energy.
Qin Zhi was no pushover. He could resist at first, but Wei Feng's speed was too fast. Countless ghostly figures instantly surrounded the puppet and began to devour his flesh. Wei Feng greedily absorbed the hatred in his heart, but the more he absorbed, the hungrier he became.
Ghostly markings spread across his entire body, finally extending from his white pupils like countless black hairs, instantly piercing into Qin Zhi's flesh, attempting to draw more hatred. However, Wei Feng felt it was far from enough. He sniffed, revealing a fang at the corner of his mouth, wanting to taste his flesh and blood.
Qin Zhi's consciousness had been overwhelmed by those negative emotions, and he was completely unable to resist, only able to struggle and roar incessantly.
Just as Wei Feng was about to bite his head, a slightly cool hand suddenly grabbed the back of his neck.
He was instantly enraged and turned around fiercely and arrogantly, ready to devour the person in the next room, but a familiar, subtle fragrance wafted over his face, and he froze instantly.
"Master...Master?"
Jiang Gu couldn't bear to look at his ghostly appearance for a moment, especially the clusters of hair-like ghostly patterns extending from his white pupils. He quickly withdrew his eyes out of fear, and a few long, clumsy patterns brushed against the back of Jiang Gu's hand, making Jiang Gu feel slightly uncomfortable.
What the hell is this?
Wei Feng couldn't see, so he could only identify people by their scent. Jiang Gu didn't reply, so he couldn't tell whether the other person was his master or Zhou Huaiming, or perhaps his master was impersonating Zhou Huaiming on a whim. He stared blankly with his mouth slightly open as he was obediently picked up and placed on the ground.
It must be Master!
If it were Zhou Huaiming, he would have thrown him away long ago!
Although Wei Feng could clearly smell Jiang Gu's location, he still deliberately stretched out his arm and groped around randomly. Sure enough, the next second someone grabbed his arm.
"Master!" Wei Feng was overjoyed instantly, completely losing his arrogant and vicious appearance from before. He cried and shouted as he tried to rush into Jiang Gu's arms.
Jiang Gu decisively dodged, and Wei Feng missed his target. He turned to look at him pitifully, "Master, I woke up here. It was all Jiang Lin's doing! He tried to stick puppet needles into my head. Look, they're already in. If you had come any later, you would have been collecting my corpse!"
Arriving at just the right time, Jiang Gu witnessed him pulling out his needles, transforming into a ferocious ghost, and devouring people: "..."
He discovered for the first time that Wei Feng was also shameless.
"Master, where are you? I can't find you!" Wei Feng deliberately groped around, but he accurately rushed towards the faint fragrance.
Jiang Gu raised his hand to block, but his arm was firmly grabbed.
He could clearly sense Wei Feng's emotions, but they were too complicated, so he could only frown uncomfortably. He had no intention of delving into Wei Feng's feelings; as long as he was alive, that was enough.
This is why he has been hesitant to take action.
He was very curious about what Wei Feng, this ghost-faced idiot, could do. Considering Qin Zhi and Jiang Lin's behavior just now, and the black energy he was trapped in last time, this thing was very likely related to emotions.
Qin Zhi was clearly Jiang Lin's puppet, yet he regained his senses and attacked his master. Although Jiang Lin was cautious and timid by nature, under normal circumstances, he would never have run away from a Foundation Establishment cultivator who had gone berserk.
Jiang Gu guessed it pretty accurately. Although he really wanted to study Wei Feng more, he couldn't bear to look at the beast's face.
"Let's go back first." He pulled his arm away; Wei Feng was too close, and it always made him want to really kill him.
He frowned as he recalled the things Wei Feng had done in his dream.
"Master, I can't see." Wei Feng grabbed his sleeve while reluctantly turning his head to "smell" the unconscious Qin Zhi. The hatred on this man was just too delicious.
Aside from the subtle fragrance, Jiang Gu's other emotions were faint and almost odorless. Of course, it wasn't that his master wasn't tasty; his master was definitely the most delicious—pfft, he would never eat his own master!
Wei Feng licked his lips in frustration, "What about Qin Zhi, Master?"
"Take him back first." Jiang Gu tossed the person into the spirit pet bag.
Qin Zhi's aura vanished instantly. Wei Feng listened intently to Jiang Gu's actions, then bit his cheek in dissatisfaction.
I'll definitely put it in the spirit pet pouch and hang it on my waist.
A broken puppet is not worthy to be hung on his master.
Jiang Gu lowered his eyes, preparing to hang the spirit pet pouch on his belt, when suddenly a bloody hand blocked his way. Wei Feng grinned at him, "Master, this thing is too heavy, let me carry it for you."
"No need." Jiang Gu bypassed his bloody claws and hung them around his waist.
If it were given to Wei Feng, that guy might actually eat him alive; he still wants to keep Qin Zhi to bring Jiang Lin back.
Wei Feng forgot that his palm had been pierced, and angrily grabbed Jiang Gu's hand, obediently saying, "Master, hold my hand."
Clearly sensing his anger, Jiang Gu assumed he was just throwing a tantrum because he couldn't get a bite, and naturally wouldn't indulge him. Just as he was about to pull his hand away, Wei Feng's small wisp of spirit suddenly popped out from his sleeve, trembling in front of Wei Feng's bloody claws, and even pointing them out to Jiang Gu in a tearful voice.
"..." Jiang Gu pressed it back into his sleeve expressionlessly. The little iris hugged his finger and rubbed against it affectionately, then obediently shrank into his sleeve and didn't move.
Jiang Gu stopped halfway through pulling his hand away, and Wei Feng immediately beamed with joy, tightly gripping his palm.
He was led forward by Jiang Gu, and the ghost mark on his face was gradually fading, but one ghost mark still spread out from the corner of his eye, silently reaching into Jiang Gu's sleeve in the night and entangled the little primordial spirit.
The little shark smelled its own scent, tilted its head in confusion, and then happily hugged the ghostly pattern. However, the next second, the ghostly pattern suddenly tightened and enveloped it. The little primordial spirit instantly shattered into pieces, but made no sound. The ghostly pattern rolled up the scattered fragments and quietly retreated back into its eyes, and then was instantly swallowed by Wei Feng's primordial spirit.
His master was secretly raising a small spirit pet behind his back.
But it's fine to just eat it.
Wei Feng grinned at Jiang Gu from behind.
Master is only allowed to raise one child!
Jiang Gu sensed a feeling of "unwillingness" and, as if aware of something, turned to look at Wei Feng.
Wei Feng immediately became obedient, leaning weakly on his shoulder, and said in a miserable tone, "Master, I suspect my brain has been pierced, it hurts so much."
Jiang Gu frowned. He was already incredibly stupid; if his brain were to be smashed open, how stupid would he become?
"Let me see." He raised his hand to check Wei Feng's wound, but Wei Feng immediately put his head in his palm and rubbed his cheek against his fingers.
"...Aren't you blind?" Jiang Gu said coldly.
Wei Feng froze. "I... I just guessed."
Jiang Gu frowned even more deeply.
It really hurt.
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