Chapter 65 Youthful Spring Robes (Part 11)
Wei Feng felt that the woman looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
Qu Fengyu's gaze fell on him, and he smiled somewhat ambiguously, "Oh, you're here too. Didn't your master give you extra training?"
Several blurry fragments flashed through his mind: in the restaurant, he leaned close to Jiang Gu... being thrown out of the window... crying on the flying sword while hugging Jiang Gu's waist from behind...
Wei Feng frowned.
He got too drunk at Shangqiaofang that night and couldn't remember what happened afterward, but these fragmented memories seemed to have actually happened. How could his master have let him get so close? Wei Feng's expression froze.
He had hugged his master many times, and his master rarely pushed him away. It was always Zhou Huaiming who truly pushed him away without hesitation, but he seemed to have confused the two, always feeling that his master wouldn't like others getting close...
He seemed to know what to do.
In front of so many people, Qu Fengyu did not directly reveal her relationship with Wei Feng. She jumped down from the tree, crossed her arms, and said with a smile, "I am a good friend of your Sect Master Wu. I will be staying at Yanghua Sect for a while. You can just call me Elder Yu."
So Xuan Zhiyan and the others bowed and greeted him. Wei Feng was still hesitating when Xuan Zhiyan pressed him down and made him bend over. He whispered in the soundproof enclosure, "Elder Yu will tutor you. It will cost three thousand high-grade spirit stones for one hour each."
"Why didn't she just rob her?!" Wei Feng was shocked and tried to look up at Qu Fengyu.
Xuan Zhiyan pressed hard on the back of his neck. "She said she could guarantee a spot in the top fifty of the competition, but all spirit stones would be returned."
Wei Feng immediately bowed and clasped his hands, appearing exceptionally respectful among the crowd. He tilted his head and whispered to Xuan Zhiyan, "Can I guarantee a spot in the top ten by paying extra?"
“…” Xuan Zhiyan’s lips twitched. “You might as well just dream.”
Qu Fengyu's training method was very crude and simple. There were seven disciples who came for tutoring, and she created seven illusory bodies.
"If you can 'live' and run out of the back mountain within an hour of lunch break, you'll pass the test." She said with a smile, "The swords that are conjured won't really hurt you, but they will leave marks. If they hit a vital spot, you'll 'die.' Start running."
Among the seven, Mo Daojin and Mu Si had the highest cultivation levels, both being at the Golden Core stage. Instead of running away, they directly drew their swords to fight. After all, the sect competition was held on the arena, and in actual combat, there was no way to escape.
Wei Feng and Xuan Zhiyan were different. Most of them were at the Foundation Establishment stage, and Liu Xian was only at the Qi Refining stage. Their first reaction when they encountered Qu Fengyu's illusion was to run away.
Of the group, Wei Feng was the fastest. He didn't even intend to draw his sword. He just held the ebony tablet, chanted an incantation, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Qu Fengyu and the others: "..."
This is the first time I've seen someone portray the act of fleeing without a fight to such an exquisite degree.
Since his trip to the Chaolong Secret Realm, Wei Feng has encountered enemies who are either at the Nascent Soul stage or the Void Refinement and Integration stage, or even those who compete with Mahayana stage cultivators for divine artifacts. He, a mere Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivator, is not even worth a second of their attention. The best way to survive under the thumb of these powerful figures is to beg for mercy, show weakness, and run away as quickly as possible. Especially after Zhou Huaiming's inhumane torture and killing of him in Yunchi, his ability to escape has long been honed to perfection. In a one-on-one fight, cultivators of his level would not even be able to touch the hem of his clothes.
In the blink of an eye, he grabbed the ebony token and fled to the edge of the back mountain.
"Heh." Wei Feng looked at the barrier that was so close by, chuckled smugly, clapped his hands, and prepared to step out. However, just as he stretched out half a foot, a sharp sword aura grazed his toes and slashed towards him.
Wei Feng reacted extremely quickly, suddenly bending over and flipping backward to dodge the second sword energy. He rolled and knelt on the ground, looking at the woman in front of him. The ruthlessness on his face instantly turned into a playful smile. "Elder Yu flies quite fast."
Qu Fengyu gave him a bright smile, raised his hand and slashed him across the back with his sword, sending him sprawling face-first to the ground.
“Calling me ‘sister’ will mess up the generations. Sweetie, call me ‘auntie’.” Qu Fengyu stepped on his back and leaned down to touch his face.
Wei Feng's expression hardened. He grabbed her ankle and twisted it sharply. Taking advantage of her moment of weakness, he sprang to his feet and backed away, creating distance. He drew his Moon Gazing Sword and stared warily at Qu Fengyu, saying in a deep voice, "What do you mean by that?"
"I always say children shouldn't drink too much alcohol, or they'll become stupid." Qu Fengyu said with a smile, "A few days ago, you and Jiang Gu went to Qiaofang in Longyun City. I happened to see you and followed you for a while, and then I bumped into you and your master doing—tsk."
"Jiang Qi is indeed exceptionally handsome, and many have been captivated by his looks. That fox from the Jiang family has followed him devotedly for over twenty years. You know how fickle foxes are, and yet she's only managed to keep a puppet by her side." Qu Fengyu looked at him with pity.
"For the sake of you being my nephew, I still have to give you some advice. Putting aside your master-disciple relationship, Jiang Gu is ruthless and merciless. Anyone who gets close to him usually doesn't have a good ending. They are either killed by others out of jealousy or killed by him. Jiang Lin, that fox, has been by his side the longest, but in the end, he was completely used by him. Do you think you could be an exception?"
Wei Feng stared at her with a grim expression. "Stop trying to sow discord here. Who is your nephew!"
“Your mother Qu Qing is my sister, Wei Mingzhou is my brother-in-law, and I am your aunt Qu Fengyu.” She said helplessly, “I originally wanted to raise you, but I went into seclusion for more than ten years due to a qi deviation. As soon as I came out, I was forced to marry someone. I finally managed to find you under some pretext, but you ended up with a great killer. Oh, I have such a miserable life.”
Wei Feng looked at her with suspicion and uncertainty. "Qu Qing doesn't care about me at all, so why should you care about me?"
“Naturally, it’s because…” Qu Fengyu’s smile faded slightly. “Anyway, I’m also to blame for how you’ve become like this. Your mother isn’t quite right in the head. She’s so angry she wants to kill everyone in the Yanghua Sect. How could she have time to care about you? Listen to your aunt. Stay as far away from that Jiang Gu as possible. You wouldn’t have enough lives to play with that black-hearted bastard.”
"Don't you dare slander my master!" Wei Feng roared.
Qu Fengyu rubbed his forehead in anguish, "I knew it."
Jiang Gu was extremely handsome, but his personality was cold and aloof. As a sword cultivator who practiced the ruthless path, he killed without blinking an eye. In the cultivation world, he was a hot commodity, attracting countless suitors. Those who weren't clear-headed all thought they were unique enough to influence him and break his ruthless path. However, Jiang Gu was single-mindedly focused on cultivation, killing anyone who stood in his way. He was also extremely clever. Regardless of whether his cultivation level was higher or lower than his, anyone who showed their face in front of him and displeased him would at least be skinned alive.
Even so, his suitors remained persistent, and some were even deeply devoted to him. However, given Jiang Gu's greatly increased cultivation in recent years and his ruthless killing, fewer cultivators dared to appear before him.
Qu Fengyu had seen many cases like Wei Feng's, but those who could be tolerated by Jiang Gu's side were definitely the ones who died the most tragically.
"I'm not practicing anymore!" Wei Feng said angrily. "If you dare to disrespect my master again, I will not be polite to you."
"..." Qu Fengyu said with exasperation, "Do you know that on that day at Shangqiaofang, if I hadn't stopped you, Jiang Gu would have severed your primordial spirit alive?"
Wei Feng opened his mouth, his face pale, and said fiercely, "I'm willing!"
The wound on his waist was still throbbing. The primordial spirit is the most important foundation of a cultivator. Even the slightest disturbance can be detected, and the pain is no less than that caused by soul searching. He had noticed the pain in his primordial spirit when he woke up from his drunken stupor, but it was "thoughtfully" covered with a healing and pain-concealing array. Even though the pain-concealing array had no effect on his current physique, he ignored it and pretended not to know.
There must be a reason why the master took his primordial spirit.
Qu Fengyu, however, insisted on making it clear.
"You—you really are—" Qu Fengyu was speechless.
Wei Feng gripped the hilt of his sword, turned around, and ran out of the barrier behind the mountain.
Qu Fengyu didn't chase after him anymore, staring at the boy's stubborn back and gritting his teeth, "Foolish!"
——
As evening fell, Wei Feng finished his classes in a daze. When he went outside, he saw Xuan Zhiyan and Liu Xian, who were coming to arrest him in a menacing manner. He pursed his lips, gripped the wooden sign, and disappeared into the courtyard gate in a flash.
Xuan Zhiyan's jade pendant flashed, followed by Wei Feng's dejected voice: "I'm leaving, don't wait for me."
Xuan Zhiyan said angrily, "Uncle Wei, what's wrong with you! Elder Yu said you ran away before it even started, and you're not participating in the sect competition again?"
"I'll participate, but I need to confirm one thing first." Wei Feng said lazily, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
The comma flashed twice and then fell silent.
"Senior brother, Senior Brother Wei, he..." Liu Xian hesitated, looking at Xuan Zhiyan.
Xuan Zhiyan frowned and said, "He's been acting very strangely lately; he's definitely hiding something from me."
“Senior Brother Wei is focused all his attention on Elder Jiang. With Elder Jiang around, nothing will happen.” Liu Xian grabbed his arm. “Senior Brother, let’s go back.”
“No, you don’t know Wei Feng. The more important Elder Jiang is to him, the more silent he becomes.” Xuan Zhiyan’s expression was somewhat solemn. “And once he realizes that Elder Jiang cares about more than just him, he will…”
"What will happen?" Liu Xian asked curiously.
Xuan Zhiyan paused and said, "Do you know why I only have Wei Feng as a friend?"
Liu Xian looked at him blankly.
“Friends are unique to him. He won’t have any friends other than me, and he can’t stand me having other friends either.” Xuan Zhiyan said with some concern, “Once he decides who he wants to be, it’s very difficult to change his mind. He’s very stubborn.”
Liu Xian was somewhat surprised, "What if you have other good friends..."
“He’ll go crazy.” Xuan Zhiyan said, his face turning green as if recalling some terrible memory. “This ancestor’s temper is truly awful.”
"Senior brother, then why do you still want to be friends with him?" Liu Xian asked, somewhat displeased.
Xuan Zhiyan smiled and said, "Of course it's because we're birds of a feather."
Looking at his gentle smile, Liu Xian couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
Damn it, what's wrong with these rich kids?
How could he possibly sow discord then?
——
As the sun sets, the shadows of the trees on the back hill sway gently.
A young man dressed in red strolled along the path in the woods with his hands behind his back. His high ponytail was tied with a silver-blue ribbon, and a gold bell and jade pendant hung from his waist. His outfit was flamboyant and extravagant, but he was handsome with red lips and white teeth. Even in his lazy manner, he was pleasing to the eye.
Especially her eyes, bright and moist, with slightly drooping corners, which immediately evoked a sense of tenderness when she looked up.
Unfortunately, only spirit beasts and ghosts could be found on the back mountain at dusk.
Wei Feng looked up at the ancient trees and towering forests around him, and vaguely discerned that Lu Ziming was imprisoned here. So he cleared his throat and shouted, "Zhou Huaiming, are you there?"
There was no answer, only the silent sound of the wind.
Wei Feng took a deep breath, raised his hand to his mouth in a megaphone shape, and focused his energy, "Zhou—Huai—Ming—"
A sinister, hoarse voice suddenly rang out from behind him, "Shut up."
Wei Feng turned around abruptly, and upon seeing Zhou Huaiming's unremarkable face, he took a large step back, his palms sweating with nervousness. "Y-you're here."
Jiang Gu was originally cultivating on Qingping Peak, but the magic array was triggered and he was summoned here. He was in a bad mood and said coldly, "What do you want with me?"
Wei Feng smelled his master's scent on him, licked his dry lips, and mustered his courage to slowly approach. "Senior, what happened last time was truly an accident. I don't know what caused that black aura. Suddenly, ghost-patterned white pupils appeared on my body. It might be related to the ancient temple in the Xiyuan Secret Realm—"
He drew closer and closer as he spoke, and Jiang Gu frowned slightly, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Get lost."
“I can’t detect that black aura from a distance.” Wei Feng smiled and reached out his hand. “Senior, I can try to draw that black aura out again.”
Jiang Gu did not dodge, letting the claws land on his shoulder.
He wanted to see what this fool could come up with.
He didn't dodge. Wei Feng was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses under his cold gaze. He felt inexplicably nervous and tentatively asked, "Speaking of which, why don't you let me give up the artifact that recognizes its master?"
“You’ve already given the artifact to Jiang Gu. It’s not worth it for me to fight him.” Jiang Gu’s tone was heavy. “The little beast still has some brains.”
Wei Feng, who was originally on edge, glared at him angrily when he heard him call him a "little beast," but then became a little scared when he met his cold gaze. "I have my brains most of the time!"
Jiang Gu gave a mocking laugh. "Heh."
That single word was incredibly powerful. Wei Feng was furious and embarrassed, and said angrily, "Do you still want me to extract the black energy?"
Jiang Gu raised his hand and grabbed the wrist that was resting on his shoulder, looking down at him. "I'm quite curious why you took the initiative to come to me."
He applied a little force, and a sickening cracking sound came from Wei Feng's wrist. Wei Feng endured the pain without crying out, and forced a smile, saying, "My master told me to kill you."
Jiang Gu was stunned, not expecting this bastard to betray him so directly. He was so angry that he laughed, "You just told me like that?"
"Anyway, with my cultivation level, I definitely can't kill you." Wei Feng's wrist was trembling with pain, but he still recklessly moved closer.
Wei Feng has grown quite a bit taller in the past few months, now reaching the tip of Jiang Gu's nose. He stood on tiptoe, trying to appear more imposing, "How about we make a deal?"
Jiang Gu narrowed his eyes unhappily. "What deal?"
The subtle fragrance emanating from him lingered in the air, and Wei Feng's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He gave him a bright and clean smile, "You fake your death, and I'll be your second wife, how about it?"
Jiang Gu, doubting he had misheard, frowned and asked, "What did you say?"
Wei Feng suddenly tightened his grip on Jiang Gu's shoulder, tiptoed, and leaned in to kiss him. Jiang Gu reacted quickly, turning his head sharply. But he was too unguarded around Wei Feng, and the two were very close. The boy's warm lips quickly brushed against the corner of his mouth, leaving a light, fleeting kiss.
Jiang Gu froze for a moment.
Wei Feng's heart pounded like a drum, and his face flushed red with embarrassment. He subconsciously licked his lips, and without hesitation, wrapped his other arm around Jiang Gu's neck, forcing himself to remain calm as he said, "I said I'd be your second wife."
Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked flying.
Before he could get up, someone stepped on his neck. Jiang Gu looked down at him with a gloomy expression, his voice so cold it could kill, "Is this the solution you came up with?"
He felt anger, a rare occurrence for him.
It wasn't just because of Wei Feng's audacious actions, but also because Wei Feng, as his disciple, actually thought of deceiving him and even went so far as to "submit" to his enemy.
In his eyes, this was an unforgivable betrayal.
Wei Feng coughed up blood while lying on the ground, but he smiled at him with great arrogance, "There's no other way... If I can't kill you, my master... will abandon me."
He spoke freely, and the heavy weight in his heart finally lifted.
Zhou Huaiming is Jiang Gu!
The tone of his voice and the force with which he kicked him were exactly the same as Jiang Gu's. Moreover, he could clearly feel the anger and disappointment in Zhou Huaiming's heart. Although it was still faint, it was many times more intense than the almost emotionless ones before.
Zhou Huaiming wouldn't feel angry or disappointed by his actions; at most, he would feel contempt and disdain.
"I don't care what I do... but I can't live without my master." He smiled, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Gu's reaction. He struggled to raise his hand and placed it on Jiang Gu's calf, then moved it up to the back of Jiang Gu's knee in an ambiguous manner, and grinned, "Dual cultivation?"
The air pressure around Jiang Gu suddenly dropped, and he almost lost control of his strength and broke Jiang Gu's neck.
Anger flashed in his eyes.
That good-for-nothing bastard!
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