Chapter 118 Heartless Love (Thirteen)
Wei Feng's palm was cold, stained with sticky blood, and covered Jiang Gu's lower back, moving forcefully over his spine, intimate and unrestrained.
However, it did not elicit the expected rage and resistance.
Jiang Gu looked at him with a cold expression. Despite the scorching heat on his body, his eyes remained clear. He scrutinized Wei Feng as if he were examining an inanimate object.
Wei Feng felt a pang of panic.
He was all too familiar with that expression. Long ago, when he discovered that Jiang Gu was actually "Zhou Huaiming" at Yanghua Sect, he had the same look in his eyes when he knelt at Jiang Gu's door. Then Jiang Gu abandoned him without hesitation.
If we were to find further evidence, it would be that when Jiang Lin betrayed him, Jiang Gu coldly scrutinized him and then refined him within the great formation.
Wei Feng's hand, which was resting on his back, paused, yet he was reluctant to let go. He tried to appear more assertive and imposing, but his voice was weaker as he said, "Saliva... can also heal wounds."
The spiritual power that had already penetrated his meridians and was ready to annihilate his primordial spirit suddenly faltered.
The hidden array continued unabated. Wei Feng clearly felt the burning pain of his primordial spirit. He looked at Jiang Gu in shock, "You're really going to refine me?"
"There's no need to keep such a rebellious thing around." Jiang Gu coldly curled the corner of his mouth.
Along with the intense heat, his left forearm, which had turned to bones, began to grow flesh and blood rapidly, and his severely injured primordial spirit began to slowly repair itself. Even so, it was much faster than the black jade bracelet repairing his primordial spirit.
However, Wei Feng's face visibly paled.
Jiang Gu frowned, but Wei Feng reached out and hugged his waist tightly, pressing his whole body against him, and spoke in his ear in a hoarse voice: "My saliva can aphrodisiac, but that's just a side effect. The most powerful thing is that it can heal others, whether it's external injuries or the primordial spirit."
Jiang Gu coldly tried to shake him off, but Wei Feng pressed even closer. "The closer you are to me, the better. Feng Wujiu doesn't know when he'll discover us."
Jiang Gu didn't believe his sweet talk and grabbed him by the neck, ready to tear him off.
"Stop this big formation, I feel uncomfortable..." Wei Feng rested his head on his shoulder and rubbed against his neck. In the past, when he was young, this action could be considered as being affectionate, but now that he was a young man, it had a particularly strong sense of aggression and intimacy, as if he was teasing someone. "I really just wanted to heal your wounds, and by the way... scare you a little."
Jiang Gu decided to refine this bastard directly, but then he heard a soft, tearful voice in his ear: "Master, please."
Jiang Gu kicked the person away with a dark face, but the overwhelming and incomparably powerful formation also stopped.
Wei Feng lay on the ground, clutching his empty chest and coughing for a while. Seeing Jiang Gu about to leave, he quickly grabbed his hand. "Where are you going? You haven't finished healing yet."
He gripped tightly, his gaze stubborn and dark. "No matter where you go, I will find you. Don't even think about hiding from me."
Jiang Gu was silent for a moment, then looked down at him, "This is how you survived."
There was no doubt in his tone.
"Yes." Wei Feng stood up from the ground, staring at him intently. He grabbed Jiang Gu's hand and tore open his clothes, revealing his lean and muscular chest covered in scars. "They discovered that I couldn't die and that my ghost markings had self-healing abilities. Since I refused to transform into human form, they used various magical artifacts and formations to modify my ghost markings and body."
“At first, I used ghost patterns to heal other people’s external injuries. They thought that was too slow, so they peeled off my skin, cut open my bones, and melted my primordial spirit in the array... They wanted to transform me into a more convenient furnace or even a pet to heal them more easily. They also wanted to eat my flesh and blood to refine pills, and even forced me to have a spiritual communion with those people…” Wei Feng looked at him calmly, “But I was unwilling. I felt disgusted even if someone just touched me. I would eat anyone who dared to come near me.”
"In the end, they had no choice but to switch to the saliva of the ghost pattern, and all I had to do was provide them with a continuous supply of ghost patterns." Wei Feng grabbed his hand and placed it on his body. "Every now and then they would dig out my flesh, and eventually they even dug out my heart and core."
He approached Jiang Gu, his eyes fierce. "Even so, I haven't touched anyone, because you said you didn't like it, but I have to live, because I can only see you if I live."
Jiang Gu's gaze fell on the corner of his lips, and he belatedly realized that Wei Feng was indeed taller than him.
He felt displeased.
It was unclear whether it was because of Wei Feng's words or because he needed to look up to see Wei Feng's eyes.
"Jiang Gu, you can't despise me because of this." Wei Feng suppressed the sob in his voice, "And you can't abandon me. If you dare to abandon me, I really can kill you."
Wei Feng's emotions and thoughts have always been complex, and Jiang Gu has never been able to understand them. But now, for the first time ever, he understands the purpose behind Wei Feng's deliberate stunt.
He looked at Wei Feng's battered body and said in a deep voice, "It's not that ugly."
Wei Feng's fierce and gloomy expression froze instantly. He stared at Jiang Gu with suspicion, "Really?"
"Hmm," Jiang Gu replied indifferently.
Wei Feng's nose tingled, and the tears that were welling up in his eyes instantly fell down. He suddenly threw himself on Jiang Gu. Jiang Gu was distracted by healing his injuries and was caught off guard by Wei Feng's sudden attack, staggering back two steps. His raised hand froze in mid-air.
Wei Feng was probably trying his best to endure it, but in the end he couldn't hold back and burst into tears, hugging him and crying loudly, "Master...it hurts...it really hurts so much...Master..."
He kept calling out "Master," crying so hard he could barely breathe, feeling incredibly wronged and sad. It was as if all the awkwardness and harsh words he had said since their reunion were just to hear Jiang Gu say that he wasn't ugly.
Jiang Gu couldn't quite describe the feeling in his heart. His hand, which had been frozen in mid-air, finally landed on his bare, scarred back.
This bastard is still very afraid of pain.
——
This was the first time Jiang Gu had ever seen someone cry so hard that he fainted.
Although he was still wary of Wei Feng, he was not comfortable sending him too far away. If Wei Feng really harbored disloyalty, he could erase Wei Feng's memories of the past few years and make him his disciple again.
He had never done that to anyone before, after all, it was self-deception and pointless, but he didn't mind.
It's always better to keep a crybaby like this, who's afraid of pain, by your side than to throw her out to be bullied by others.
Jiang Gu easily convinced himself and focused on healing. Wei Feng's saliva was very effective, but its aphrodisiac effect was really annoying, and he had to expend a lot of spiritual energy to suppress it.
But when he opened his eyes again, Wei Feng was nowhere to be seen.
He sealed the black jade bracelet before healing, so Wei Feng couldn't escape. Jiang Gu calmed himself down, released his divine sense, and finally found a tuft of mist curled up in the corner.
With a thought, he appeared before the cloud of mist.
"What are you doing?" he asked patiently.
The figure in the mist froze, then turned away, pretending not to hear.
Jiang Gu didn't have that much patience. He reached out and grabbed the man's shoulder, turning him towards himself. He frowned and said, "The scars can be removed. I will find your heart and Yuan Dan for you. Don't cry."
Finally, he has made up his mind to be a responsible and good mentor.
The damp mist slowly dissipated, revealing Wei Feng's clean and handsome face, as well as the palm-sized cave dwelling he had half-eaten.
If Jiang Gu is not mistaken, this cave should be the one he placed in this black jade bracelet. He nourished his primordial spirit with spiritual power for more than five years. It can be large or small, and can be used to save his life and escape in critical moments. It is his most treasured top-grade heaven-rank magic weapon besides the black jade bracelet, a divine artifact, and his natal magic weapon, the Crimson Snow Sword.
Wei Feng... took a bite.
Jiang Gu's expression went blank for a moment.
Wei Feng hurriedly stuffed the last bit of cave dwelling into his mouth, chewed it up, swallowed it with force, wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Jiang Gu with an innocent expression, "I didn't cry, Master."
Jiang Gu's face fell.
"I'm just a little hungry." Wei Feng licked his lips. "Healing others consumes a lot of vital energy."
He tried to find a reasonable explanation for himself.
Jiang Gu flipped his wrist, and the weapon-refining array was brought back into the open. Wei Feng's scalp tightened, and he stepped forward to grab Jiang Gu's wrist, looking at him with pleading eyes, "Master, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
He probably forgot his own size and height; looking down at Jiang Gu like this only made Jiang Gu feel provoked.
But Jiang Gu forced himself to calm down.
Wei Feng was extremely sensitive to his attitude. He suppressed his anger and asked in a cold voice, "You can consume magical artifacts to nourish your primordial spirit?"
"Hmm." Wei Feng nodded obediently, touched his nose and said, "It's just that I can't afford magic artifacts, so I can only secretly pick up things that others don't want to eat. I can't raise many, so I still have to rely on myself to recover."
After saying that, he glanced at Jiang Gu guiltily, "I ate this cave dwelling mainly because it smelled so good."
It tastes just like my master's.
This cave dwelling was previously kept in Jiang Gu's Purple Mansion. It was still nourished day and night by the spiritual power of his primordial spirit within the black jade bracelet. Naturally, it was filled with Jiang Gu's aura and smelled just like him. It was like a piece of fragrant, fatty meat begging him to eat it.
"So it's the cave's fault after all?" Jiang Gusheng was so angry that he laughed.
Wei Feng hurriedly shook his head, but then took advantage of the situation and grabbed Jiang Gu's hand, forcibly interlocking their fingers. He said in a hoarse voice, "Master, I haven't had a full meal in a long time."
Jiang Gu stared at him expressionlessly.
"Whether it's magical artifacts or spiritual food, the healing effect of the Ghost Mark will be greatly reduced." Wei Feng swallowed hard. "They won't give me anything to eat."
Jiang Gu's face darkened.
A moment later, Wei Feng looked at the abundance of magical treasures and pills in front of him, his slightly lowered eyes shining brightly, "Master?"
"Eat." Jiang Gu frowned.
Wei Feng excitedly let go of his hand, pounced on him, grabbed the magic weapon and stuffed it into his mouth. The heaven-rank magic weapon was chewed crunchily in his mouth, and he ate it with great relish.
"..." Jiang Gu took a deep breath and looked away.
I wish I hadn't come to Wangyue.
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