Chapter 75 Youthful Spring Robes (Twenty-One)
The air currents from the seabed carried a chill, and the other end of the chain that suppressed Zhou Huaiming sank into the ground, the fissure extending all the way to Jiang Gu's feet, yet he remained unmoved.
Chi Xue, crouching beside him, didn't move. Even though blood seeped from under the snow-white fur of its paws, it only glanced down twice before staring intently at Zhou Huaiming's movements—a posture ready to attack at any moment.
Aside from being a little excited when it first saw Jiang Gu and nuzzling him a couple of times, it maintained a just-right distance from Jiang Gu for the rest of the time, without being overly affectionate.
But the tacit and intimate atmosphere was something Wei Feng had never experienced before.
He grabbed the aggressive, jealous Ghost Pattern behind him and stood silently behind Jiang Gu.
Jiang Gu raised his hand, and the Yuan Dan and root bone slowly floated towards Zhou Huaiming, but stopped just inches away from him.
Zhou Huaiming looked at him with resentment and vigilance, his killing intent fully revealed. Jiang Gu said unhurriedly, "Ten years ago when I suppressed you, your cultivation was only at the Void Refining stage. Now that ten years have passed, if I were you, I would definitely not think of taking revenge first."
"You're so kind?" Zhou Huaiming sneered. "I'm afraid if I escape, my situation will be even more miserable than it is now."
"You can choose not to." Jiang Gu raised his hand to crush the Yuan Dan root bone.
"Wait!" Zhou Huaiming suddenly broke free of the chains. Seeing that he had stopped, he said in a dark voice, "Jiang Gu, I will not let you go!"
Jiang Gu smiled slightly and directly injected the Yuan Dan and root bone into his body. The originally calm seawater suddenly became turbulent, and a strong wind rose on the sea surface.
High in the sky, Lin Feibai and Ren Bo naturally sensed the violent aura. Before they could give the order to investigate, a streak of light shot out from the sea and headed north.
"It's the aura of a divine artifact!" Ren Bo held up a small, exquisite disc in his palm, the pointer on it pointing precisely in the direction the streak of light had fled.
"Chase them," Lin Feibai said.
At his command, dozens of streaks of light gave chase.
At the bottom of the cabin, Qu Fengyu looked at Jiang Gu and Wei Feng, whose primordial spirits had returned, in his sea of consciousness. "What happened? Why did those people all chase after them?"
"I laid a trap," Jiang Gu said succinctly.
Qu Fengyu turned to look at Wei Feng, but Wei Feng was much quieter than before, seemingly lost in thought as he stared at Jiang Gu.
Wu Hezhi asked, "Elder Jiang, what should we do now?"
Qu Fengyu and Jiang Gu both looked at Jiang Gu.
In just a few hours, they had already come to regard Jiang Gu as their backbone. This was inevitable, as in this situation where there was no way to escape, the initiative on their side rested solely with Jiang Gu.
“Lin Feibai has already become suspicious of us. He’d rather kill the innocent than let the guilty go free,” Jiang Gu said. “We must strike before he realizes what’s happening.”
In this situation, fleeing is the best option. However, even though more than a dozen Mahayana cultivators have already left to chase after Zhou Huaiming, there are still seven or eight Mahayana cultivators left on the ship, including Lin Feibai. Under these circumstances, escaping is a matter that requires careful consideration of timing and location.
"Strike first?" Qu Fengyu reacted instantly. "You want to kidnap Lin Feibai?"
Wu Hezhi frowned. He was cautious by nature and did not entirely agree. "This is too risky."
"With him in our hands, no one else will dare to act rashly, and we will be able to fight for a chance to survive." Jiang Gu has cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness for many years and has escaped death countless times from the hands of people with higher cultivation levels than himself. But every human cultivator has seven emotions and six desires. With emotions and desires, there are weaknesses. Zhou Huaiming is like this, Qi Fengyuan and Zhou Xiuyuan are like this, and so are Jiang Lin, Lu Zhenyi, Zhou Ning, Jiang and the like. Without exception.
As for Wei Feng, such an exception, whose passion and desire were extremely abundant, it was as if a person had grown into his weakness.
After discussing for a while in their minds, the group returned to their physical bodies.
Following Jiang Gu's instructions, Wei Feng quietly slipped out of the room and went to the deck. He leaned on the railing and pretended to be "curious" as he looked at the sea of clouds below the flying boat. Sure enough, it wasn't long before Lin Feibai came up to him and started talking.
Lin Feibai is the youngest son of the Lin family, showered with love and affection. He is exceptionally intelligent and possesses extraordinary talent. Although he is wary, he is not overly so, relying mainly on his trusted advisor, Uncle Ren. Uncle Ren once had a close friend who was a ghost cultivator who sacrificed his soul to save him, dying at only sixteen or seventeen years old. Lin Feibai remains grateful to this day…
Wei Feng, thinking about Jiang Gu's words, pretended not to notice him.
"What are you looking at, young friend?" Lin Feibai stood at a distance that was neither too close nor too far from him.
“Yun,” Wei Feng said coldly.
Lin Feibai chuckled, "It was truly an accident that I startled you, young fellow. I apologize again."
"No need, I wasn't that scared." Wei Feng, with two huge dark circles under his eyes, stared straight at him, feeling a suffocating sadness and a faint sense of nostalgia in his heart.
“Actually, there’s no need to be afraid. We’ve come here to search for a divine artifact. Do you know about the emergence of a divine artifact in the Xiyuan Secret Realm?” Lin Feibai asked.
"I don't know." Wei Feng, having been taught by Jiang Guyan, was incredibly calm and composed when lying. "Are divine artifacts very powerful? Are they as powerful as the funerary artifacts in our desolate tombs?"
This was also what Jiang Gu told him.
Lin Feibai laughed again, "It should be more powerful."
“No, it must be my father’s funerary artifact that’s more powerful,” Wei Feng said confidently.
Lin Feibai was amused by him, and looked at him as if he were looking at a child who was blindly confident in his parents. Perhaps it was because Wei Feng only had a Foundation Establishment stage cultivation that was close to nothing, or perhaps it was because Wei Feng's simple and naive behavior reminded him of an old friend, so he moved closer to Wei Feng.
“But you might be even more powerful.” Wei Feng paused, his expression forlorn, and said, “When we ghost cultivators die, we are completely gone and will no longer remain in this world.”
He gazed forlornly at the fleeting clouds passing beneath the flying boat, then looked down at the purplish-blue marks on the back of his hand, which did indeed evoke a sense of nostalgia. "Besides, my 'father' doesn't like me at all. It's all just my wishful thinking. Maybe one day I'll die in front of him and he won't even care."
Seeing that his sadness seemed genuine, Lin Feibai comforted him, "Don't worry, as long as you are strong enough, he will definitely care about you."
"Really?" Wei Feng turned his head and looked at him with clear eyes and a sincere expression. The corners of his drooping eyes were tinged with a faint blush, like an abandoned puppy, which inexplicably aroused people's pity.
Lin Feibai couldn't help but reach out and rub his head. "Really."
Before he finished speaking, countless black ghost patterns suddenly surged out of Wei Feng's body and entered his body. Even finer ghost patterns emerged from his clear and innocent eyes and wrapped around his neck. The ghost face and white eyes appeared. In an instant, Lin Feibai's primordial spirit was tightly bound by the Dragon Locking Chain and ghost patterns.
"Don't move." Wei Feng grabbed his wrists and twisted them behind his back, holding his long sword horizontally in front of his neck. He stared at the six Mahayana cultivators who had suddenly appeared around him and said in a cold tone, "If you move again, I'll kill him."
"Arrogant brat! You dare to talk about killing with only Foundation Establishment cultivation!" A nearby cultivator sneered, "Release my young master at once."
"Foundation Establishment cultivation?" Wei Feng tilted his head and grinned. "Master, they said that all of us combined are only at the Foundation Establishment stage."
For a fleeting moment, half of those eerie white pupils revealed their black pupils. Wei Feng spoke, but it was Jiang Gu's indifferent tone, "Then let them try."
"What exactly are you?!" For the first time in his life, Lin Feibai experienced what it felt like to have his primordial spirit bound. He hated the cunning of this ghost cultivator and his own carelessness even more. "How dare you run wild on my Lin family's territory!"
Wei Feng tightened the Dragon-Locking Chains and Ghost Patterns without any mercy, while Jiang Gu's primordial spirit was at his disposal within his body. The power of the Ghost Face and White Eyes, combined with Jiang Gu's cultivation level far exceeding the normal level, made him feel an unprecedentedly powerful force.
Jiang Gu's unwavering and ruthless Dao heart gave him a glimpse into the secrets of heaven.
"What I am is unimportant." Wei Feng held his sword against the side of his neck, his gaze cold and ruthless. "Tell your men to get lost, or you will all be buried at sea today."
The few cultivators in the Mahayana stage hesitated and retreated.
Lin Feibai's mind raced. He roared, "Don't fall for his tricks! If he really had that much ability, why would he need to take me hostage!"
"Young Master Lin is indeed clever." Wei Feng swung his sword fiercely, and a vast and mighty sword aura swept out. The sea of clouds hundreds of feet away suddenly shook, exploded, and churned. The entire flying boat was directly reduced to dust. The few Mahayana stage cultivators seemed to be severely suppressed by the pressure of the True Immortal realm, and their expressions changed instantly.
Even Lin Feibai was stunned for a moment.
"Young Master Lin, why don't you take a gamble?" Wei Feng said casually, "Let's see if I can keep my word."
Lin Feibai's expression turned extremely ugly. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "All of you, step back!"
The six Mahayana cultivators exchanged a glance, then each flew away on their swords, transforming into streaks of light.
In the far distance, Qu Fengyu and Wu Hezhi, who were supporting the illusion within the magic array, breathed a sigh of relief. Nearby, Wei Feng was already drenched in cold sweat. His body simply could not withstand Jiang Gu's powerful primordial spirit. His muscles and bones were on the verge of breaking, but he still stubbornly held on without revealing any signs, allowing Jiang Gu to use his body to set up an array to seal Lin Feibai's dantian meridians.
"Go," Jiang Gu whispered the order in his mind.
Wei Feng knocked Lin Feibai unconscious with a single palm strike, threw him into his spirit pet pouch, then stepped onto his flying sword and plunged directly into the sea.
A few breaths after he entered the water, Jiang Gu withdrew his primordial spirit from his body. Wei Feng's body had also reached its limit and he could no longer control his bloodline. A huge silver-blue fish tail and kite wings appeared, and his fair skin was covered with dense ghost patterns. His white eyes, immersed in the seawater, revealed a bewitching evil aura. His primordial spirit seemed to be scattered, and the surrounding seawater was dyed red.
Jiang Gu returned to his body, then used his spiritual power to envelop his primordial spirit, and stretched out his arm to catch the person.
Wei Feng sensed Jiang Gu's familiar presence, and immediately spit out two bubbles. He blinked slowly in the water, his long, black fingernails gripping Jiang Gu's wrist.
He raised his hand and pointed to the sea above.
Jiang Gu looked up and was surprised to see the dark clouds and lightning that preceded the tribulation.
Wei Feng gripped Jiang Gu's wrist tightly, then firmly pushed him away. He swam away from Jiang Gu's embrace with a flick of his tail. Before Jiang Gu could react, the entire shark transformed into a streak of light and plunged into the pitch-black seabed, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Jiang Gu felt a sudden emptiness in his arms. He looked in the direction where Wei Feng had disappeared and frowned slightly.
This seemed to be the first time Wei Feng had pushed him away.
Instead of asking him for help immediately.
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