Chapter 99 Songsui Illusion (Part 7)
Wei Feng had just climbed out of the mud pit when he met a pair of scarlet eyes. Lu Liyu narrowed her eyes. "Jiang Xiangyun?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out to touch her, but Wei Feng instantly bristled. The ghostly markings all over his body grew wildly, sending the still-dazed man flying several feet away. He scrambled to Jiang Gu's side and shouted in a booming voice, "Master! He molested me!"
Jiang Gu was silent for a moment, then said, "Then kill him."
Wei Feng's eyes lit up, "Great!"
Jiang Gu rarely gave such a direct order, and Wei Feng was momentarily excited. He transformed into his original form and prepared to go on a killing spree, but was suddenly stopped by someone.
"Wait!" Jiang Xiangyun leaped down from the treetop, grabbed Lu Liyu who was still searching for someone, and blindfolded him with the dragon silk.
Lu Liyu seemed to be able to see people clearly in an instant. She crossed her arms and stared intently at Jiang Xiangyun. "Jiang Xiangyun, you're quite good at hiding your true feelings."
"If you're face-blind, then stay out here." Jiang Xiangyun rolled his eyes at him, then looked at Jiang Gu and said with a smile, "Seventh Brother, the Songsui Illusionary Realm is in chaos right now. Many illusions are either shattered or fused together. Except for the central illusionary realm, which is still stable, the rest of the places are experiencing spiritual energy turmoil. If we make a move, I'm afraid this place won't last long either. If a real fight breaks out, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out. Why bother?"
Because of the blow Wei Feng gave Lu Liyu, cracks have reappeared in the closed vortex above their heads.
Jiang Gu met his gaze expressionlessly, "Wei Feng."
The hideous ghostly patterns stopped right in front of Lu Liyu.
Lu Liyu scratched his head and reached out to grab the ghost pattern in front of him, but Wei Feng quickly withdrew his hand, looking like he had swallowed a fly. The ghost pattern all over his body looked aggrieved and kept trying to burrow into Jiang Gu's sleeve, desperately trying to absorb the scent from him to cleanse his nose.
"..." Jiang Gu ignored him. "Does the young master know what kind of illusion this is?"
“Of course I don’t know, this is my first time entering Songsui Tower.” Jiang Xiangyun said, “But I heard my grandfather say that the illusions in Songsui Tower can be reassembled and merged, and many illusions are born from the demons and obsessions of the people who enter. Just now, all the illusions seemed to be affected and shattered by something, only this illusion is still intact... If we want to get out, we will probably have to start from here.”
Jiang Xiangyun's words implied a desire for cooperation, while Jiang Gu, unfamiliar with Song Sui Lou, seemed to have no choice but to agree.
Jiang Gu followed his words and said, "Then we will do as the eldest young master says."
Thus, the four of them ended up temporarily on the same side by a twist of fate.
But this was a really strange team. Jiang Xiangyun was of noble and unpredictable status, Jiang Gu was aloof and solitary, Lu Liyu was a notorious and despised demonic cultivator, and on top of that, Wei Feng was a non-human, non-monster kid with unpredictable strength. On the surface, they seemed to be in pairs with clear distinctions, but in reality, they were all wary of each other and did not trust each other.
The atmosphere along the way was eerie and somber.
However, this demonic cultivator couldn't stand being alone. Seeing that Jiang Xiangyun and Jiang Gu wouldn't pay any attention to him, he turned his demonic claws towards Wei Feng, "Little fellow Daoist, how did you end up in this illusion?"
"How did you get in?" Wei Feng stared at him warily.
"I didn't want to come in, I was dragged in!" Lu Liyu pointed at Jiang Xiangyun and shouted, "It's that heartless man! He insisted on making some kind of love contract with me, and he would drag me into whatever magical illusion he entered. I couldn't refuse! You be the judge, isn't this going too far?"
Jiang Xiangyun, who was walking in front, had veins throbbing on his forehead. He smiled and looked at Jiang Gu, "Seventh Brother, this man is a madman. Please forgive him."
"It's alright." Jiang Gu nodded indifferently.
"I'm not crazy!" Lu Liyu had a silk veil covering his eyes, which helped to gather his messy hair and reveal half of his face. He was quite handsome, but the filth emanating from him was so heavy that even Wei Feng couldn't help but want to stay away from him.
Although Wei Feng's primordial spirit was dark and chaotic, his cultivation had always been based on orthodox human cultivation methods, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Even if the ghost pattern consumed his primordial spirit and soul, it would be automatically filtered out in his three seas of consciousness. In contrast, these demonic cultivators would specifically choose the turbid energy of heaven and earth, and their cultivation methods were often opportunistic and unscrupulous, which had always been despised by these orthodox sects.
Wei Feng was no exception.
But Lu Liyu didn't seem to care, and raised her chin at him, "I heard you and your master obtained a divine artifact?"
Wei Feng's expression instantly turned cold, and Lu Liyu quickly raised her hand to block in front of her. "Hey, hey, hey, I didn't intend to steal it. I don't need any of your stuff. If I were to steal it, it would be a magical artifact."
Wei Feng then put away the ghost pattern. After all, he was at an age where his curiosity was strong. Although he had prejudices against demonic cultivators like everyone else, demonic cultivators were relatively rare on the Pingze Continent. He couldn't help but ask, "Which is more powerful, a demonic weapon or a divine weapon?"
"That's hard to say, it depends on who uses it." Lu Liyu seemed easy to talk to. "Let me give you an example. For instance, your master and I. I have a mid-level magic weapon, and your master has a heaven-level divine weapon. But my cultivation is much higher than your master's, and he still can't beat me."
Wei Feng frowned. "My master can definitely beat you."
Jiang Gu can challenge the True Immortal Realm, so a mere demonic cultivator is no match for him.
Lu Liyu shrugged. "Maybe. I already said I was just giving an example."
Wei Feng was about to speak again when Jiang Xiangyun and Jiang Gu, who were walking in front, suddenly stopped in their tracks. Even Lu Liyu fell silent. The next moment, goosebumps suddenly appeared on Wei Feng's arms, and his scalp tingled and his hair stood on end.
They didn't know when it started, but their surroundings had quietly changed from mountains and forests to a courtyard, and the furnishings were exactly the same as those in the Jiang family's main residence.
"We... got out?" Wei Feng asked softly.
"It's still an illusion." Lu Liyu looked up at the sky, where the trace of the vortex was still there.
Jiang Gu and Jiang Xiangyun exchanged a glance. After the terrifying spiritual energy subsided, their original private clothes were transformed into the uniforms of the Jiang family disciples, and they were not in the current style of the Jiang family.
“It’s the Jiang family’s clan robe from ten thousand years ago,” Jiang Gu said in a low voice.
Jiang Xiangyun looked at him with some surprise, "How did you know?"
"The Jiang family's library." Jiang Gu glanced at him indifferently.
"Seventh Brother is indeed very knowledgeable." Jiang Xiangyun's ears twitched, and his expression became serious. "There are people in the house."
"Let's go in. If we want to break the illusion, we need to know who we need to deal with." Jiang Gu took the lead and walked into the house.
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Beyond the realm of Songsui Illusion.
Jiang Zhuan forced a smile as he looked at Song Ping and his disciples in the hall. "Elder Song, what brings you to the Jiang family? You could at least send an invitation so we can be prepared."
"We have no choice but to come and bother Elder Jiang." Song Ping clapped his hands, and several disciples behind him joined forces to set up a magic array. A thin, unconscious young man appeared in the array. He was none other than Lu Zhenyi, the chief disciple of the Linglong Sect.
Standing beside the formation, Lu Ziming was pale-faced, staring intently at his brother, whose breathing was weak, his fist clenched tightly in his sleeve.
"What does Elder Song mean by this?" Jiang Zhuan's smile gradually faded.
After all, the Jiang family had already reached an agreement with the Linglong Sect. Now that Song Ping was bringing people to the Jiang family, he clearly had ulterior motives.
“Zhenyi is a disciple we have carefully nurtured for many years. Now that he has suffered such a great change, it is because he is not as skilled as others. We can’t say much. We just hope that he can live like an ordinary person. But he is getting thinner and thinner every day. His spiritual power is almost exhausted, and his physical bones have disappeared without a trace. His original lifespan of a hundred years is now less than three months. My Linglong Sect believes that we can afford to lose, but your Jiang family cannot torture people like this, Elder Jiang?” Song Ping’s voice was deep.
"What does this have to do with my Jiang family?" Jiang Zhuan frowned.
“Since Jiang Gu injured Zhenyi with a divine artifact, he can naturally use a divine artifact to heal him.” Song Ping said coldly, “We don’t expect you to restore Zhenyi to her original state, but at least don’t let Jiang Gu humiliate her like this again!”
Jiang Zhuan looked at Lu Zhenyi, who was almost reduced to a skeleton in the magic array, and carefully spoke: "Elder Song, there must be some misunderstanding. Although Jiang Gu has a divine artifact, his cultivation is mediocre. Even if he has great abilities, how could he take someone's bones from a distance?"
"Whether or not it is true, the Jiang family knows perfectly well!" Song Ping said sternly. "Jiang Gu is merely a four-elemental root, while Lu Zhenyi is a heavenly-elemental root. Jiang Gu is cunning and unscrupulous by nature, so it's not impossible that he switched your roots. Back then at Yanghua Sect, it was our Linglong Sect that gave your Jiang family face, and what was the result? Is this how you repay us?"
The elders in the hall fell silent.
However, Jiang Yinzhong clearly had no intention of showing up. Jiang Zhuan pondered for a moment and said, "The matter is still under discussion. Jiang Gu is currently undergoing trials in the back mountain of my Jiang family and cannot come or go. Elder Song, please be patient. We will know the answer when he comes out."
His words were soft and tactful, so Song Ping couldn't be too aggressive. "Then I urge Elder Jiang to hurry up. If Zhenyi dies in the Jiang family, let's see how you explain it."
The Jiang family disciples politely led the people to a side hall to rest.
More than a dozen elders of the Jiang family gathered in the main hall, each with hundreds of water mirrors behind them, all of which contained the heads of the Jiang family's main elders and branch families.
"What do you all think the Spirit Dragon Sect's intentions are?" Jiang Zhuan asked slowly.
The elder who spoke next to him said, "Lu Zhenyi's matter is just an excuse. The Spirit Dragon Sect has already swallowed two of the three spiritual veins that the patriarch gave up. They are really pushing their luck."
“We still don’t know what the use of the artifact in Jiang Gu’s hands is. If it’s as useful as Song Suilou’s, then so be it. But if it’s not very useful, it would be a loss to make enemies with the Linglong Sect for his sake,” said a female elder.
"That's not entirely true. Jiang Gu has been singled out by the Wangyue Continent. We have to protect him whether we want to or not. The fact that the Linglong Sect is making demands at this time means they must know something."
"The Spirit Dragon Sect is really disrespecting our Jiang family. Elder, Song Ping has come here to humiliate us. We should teach him a lesson."
"There's no need to escalate the conflict. There's definitely someone watching Mochizuki's side."
"Don't hold your hands back. Just bring Jiang Gu out and confront him clearly."
"The Spirit Dragon Sect isn't targeting Jiang Gu at all; they're provoking the entire Jiang family."
Jiang Zhuan tapped on the table, and the noisy hall fell silent instantly.
Thinking about the changes that occurred in the Songsui Tower illusion, and then about Song Ping bringing people to cause trouble, his thoughts raced through his mind. He said in a deep voice, "Perhaps something happened on the Wangyue Continent that made Jing Cang change his mind."
A gentle voice rang out at the end of the hall: "Wang Yue has just received a secret order: annihilate the Linglong Sect within six months."
Everyone looked towards the doorway without prior arrangement.
A slender woman stood there, and behind her stood a handsome young man with gentle features, as kind as a pine tree. She smiled at everyone in the hall and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"I am Qu Fengyu, the newly appointed special envoy of Wangyue Ganlou. Elder, receive the order."
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