Departing.

3 months have since passed since their first battle.

Throughout Wu Long had slowly, but successfully earned the support of the guards. They were practically his subordinates, but at the same time he couldn't fully trust them either.

Wu Long said, "Jiaying, let's stop for today."

Feng Jiaying, crossed her brows, "I said to not call me by my first name!"

Wu Long nodded, "Jiaying, I'm afraid I have something to tell you. I will be leaving towards Baiwei city tommorow, so today will be our last practice, for the foreseeable future."

Feng Jiaying frowned at this notice, she asked, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Wu Long laughed, "I don't like goodbyes, it would have been awkward each day if you had known."

Feng Jiaying shook her head, while she felt some feelings of sadness for his departure it wasn't to the extent she felt she needed to he coddled.

Wu Long said, "Jiaying, do you mind if I ask you something?"

Feng Jiaying nodded, "You may."

Wu Long said, "I don't suppose you feel anything towards me do you."

His question was sudden, and made Feng Jiaying frown.

She inwardly thought, 'You don't want to make things awkward, but you go ahead and do this.'

She then took a deep breath in, and then shook her head.

Wu Long laughed bitterly.

He had tried a few days after meeting her that infamous catchphrase Ye Zheng used, but it seems that Feng Jiaying doesn't have all her memories, but rather a portion of it. Perhaps the stimulus of Ye Zheng awoke the full memory, he didn't know, but as he learnt this he began to approach Feng Jiaying differently, attempting to court her.

Wu Long then raised his hand, "Then that is fate. Goodbye Jiaying."

He smiled.

Feng Jiaying looked at his hand for a moment, and then similarly reached her hand out.

Wu Long laughed jovially, and then departed silently.

Feng Jiaying looked at her hand for a moment, a frown appeared, she seemed to be in thought before shaking her head.

Yet she didn't see from her hand a thin line of black substance snuck through her veins.

...

Wu Long looked up at the full moon. It was very bright, and then rich coldness fell cooling the pressure of summer.

Wu Long closed his eyes, waiting as the moonlight bathed him.

When the moon was set to reach the peak, he opened his.

A coldness, a frightening chill ran through them.

"Ah, I didn't wish to use this method, but I suppose I am without help."

He opened his mouth, and a small black cloud roamed out.

It was much larger than previously, of course this black cloud was the evil spirit Wu Long collected.

Before the black cloud was made up a hundred different moaning faces, but now it had changed into a faceless cloud with potent evil Qi.

Wu Long throughout his three months hadn't been negligent. He would spend his nights in tombs collecting ghosts, and spirits of resentment. They quickly became food for his evil spirit, and unexpectedly even the forest had a fresh supply of malice and evil and that too was gobbled up by the evil spirit.

It had already evolved into a Superior Evil spirit, from a lesser evil sprit. It looked weaker than it should, this was because throughout their constant battles and encounters Wu Long was slowly filling Feng Jiaying with his Evil spirit. It was in such a low amount no one noticed, and today she was packed full of his evil spirit.

Furthermore with the full moon enriching Yin Qi, his evil spirit was at it's strongest.

Wu Long sadly said, "If I can't earn your love, I'd much rather steal it. While I pity you, I truly do. I've come to enjoy your company, but unfortunately... well I won't try an excuse myself."

He waved his hands in numerous strange and mystical ways. Seven black runic symbols formed in the air. The coalesced closely, and the Evil spirit roared as it circled the combined rune.

Wu Long opened his eyes, "Mind robbing!"

The evil spirit cried, and it dashed into the rune.

Exploding into a thin line of smoke that flew into Wu Long's head.

His eyes opened and they had turned completely black.

Wu Long silently said, "Phantoms Opera!"

...

Feng Jiaying was currently sleeping on her bed, she tossed and turned clearly disturbed on something. Yet at that moment when the moon was at it's peak, she opened her eyes and they were completely black.

...

A black colored figure appeared in front of a large crystal clear sea.

It's blank eyes looked around.

"First and foremost, where are her memories as Jia Mei. I need to extinguish any connection to Ye Zheng!"

The shadow was in fact Wu Long, the evil spirit inside her had drained into her consciousness, and now he took control of the evil spirit.

He flew up, and looked around.

Without any success for some time, he angrily hummed.

"Damn this, it's all mixed up! How am I supposed to find it!"

He made a few hand symbols, and spat out a shadow symbol.

He then threw it into the sea below him.

A few minutes passed, and Wu Long snorted, "So it's locked away within the deeper seas of consciousness, no wonder I couldn't find it."

Wu Long then flew down into the sea. He sank deeper and deeper. Suddenly at the lowest point, there seemed to be a seal.

Wu Long pushed his hand on the seal, and began to chant a few mysterious words.

"Break!"

A heavy pressure pushed on the seal, but it remained.

Wu Long thought for a moment, and then again he began to chant something.

"Break!"

This time the seal distorted heavily.

Wu Long took this opportunity to slip past the seal.

He entered a long cavern.

Wu Long admitted, "It's quite beautiful, countless colors flashing like a kaleidoscope."

He gazed, and sighed. He moved quickly towards the depths.

Wu Long's eyes widened as he reached the end of the cavern.

A beautiful woman with wild flowing deep purple hair, wearing a Phoenix Empress robe, countless golden rings wrapped around her fingers.

She slowly opened her sharp eyes, and said with a low voice, "Who are you mortal child?"

Her eyes began to flash as she said, "Ah! You are that worthless mortal hanging around my Reincarnation! Hmph, I don't know how you entered here, but you should measure yourself well before appearing in front of this Empress! Well if you are so sure to die, I might as well fulfill you!"

She felt disgusted, yet also threatened by Wu Long's presence. She wished to hurriedly deal with him. She waved her hand and a deep pressure of a former Quasi Heavenly Emperor.

Her intent itself felt as heavy as the world, and her eyes demanded respect and reverence. Her arrogance broke the Heavens, and damned the world to it's contempt. Even her words even when passive bore a deep pride.

Wu Long felt his head ring for a while, but in the end snorted loudly. His body began to buffer as thick waves of evil energy spat out, and his body possessed a demonic aura.

"If your majesty was still alive indeed presenting myself in front of you would incur your choosing, but now that you have been reduced to all but a memory fragment what choice do you have than to be used as I command!"

"Arrogant peon!"

Her aura boomed out.

Wu Long swung his hands and formed numerous seals, he swept his hands out and the seals wrote onto her porcelain face.

"What is this? No this is evil magic! How dare you brat, using methods the Heaven has pronounced as taboo, have you no fear!"

Her arrogance distorted into fear, and she begged the Heavens to deal with this youth.

Wu Long didn't hesitate for long, he sped towards Jia Mei, and struck his hand into her chest.

Darkness like a thousand ants drove across her skin, and she cried in pain.

Wu Long eyes turned a vivid red, his mouth opened and beams of darkness shot out peeling across Jia Mei's face.

"Noooooo!"

The voice echoed like the cry of the Heavens, and slowly distorted into a peal of thunder.

Wu Long felt his soul shake, 'Damn thing! I can't believe even her death called the Heavens will here!'

Wu Long lifted his hand and sped up the destruction of her body.

Without delay Jia Mei's soul disappeared into small fragments of memory. Wu Long chuckled, this was what he wanted the most.

He closed his eyes, and his energy spread out, collecting the fragments.

They entered his head and became a superior dish for his soul to consume.

He began to laugh, "Haha! This knowledge will surely help my Apotheosis in the future. With these divine technique's no one in the Immortal realm can claim to have a deeper heritage than me!"

Wu Long then calmed down.

He said, "Now the main event. How should I go about this... A servant rune? No it can be detected comparatively easier, and once it is I'm dead. A life and death rune? Nope, they'll just lock me away feeding me like a pig. Ah, well this was what I originally wanted. So then... lets use a Cursed love rune!"

He made many different hand symbols and spat out a layer of darkness. The darkness covered her entire sea of consciousness. It entered the roots of her soul without issue, and slowly distorted the clear white sea into a slight murky color.

The layers of darkness coating Wu Long had faded by a great deal, and he seemed to look sick.

He removed his consciousness from the evil spirit inside Feng Jiaying, and retreated into his room to sleep. The absorption of Jia Mei's memories was incredibly taxing, furthermore the amount of energy used to fight and destroy Jia Mei's memory completely with Heavens interfere made him even worse. Not to mention the final act of performing the extremely difficult Cursed Love rune.

...

As soon as light spilled out, soaking the world in an orange lush, a heavy knock rang Wu Long out of his sleep.

His mind felt as if every sound echoed again and again, his heart felt tired and his spirit nearly extinguished.

He was completely worn out, and without hesitation dove back onto the bed to rest, choosing to ignore the worldly affairs, a true lonely immortal...

Yet again the heavy thud of a fist against his door rang, and he felt himself cringe. He angrily growled, "Enough. Come back later..."

He didn't have a chance to continue as the door was cracked open with a heavy push.

Wind spilled into the room, and Wu Long tightly clenched his quilt in fear.

His eyes sharpened, as he sensed the heavy pressure outside. Yet soon after he felt his mind numb.

A flock of guards marched in, and soon following them was a red headed goddess.

Her cold eyes seemed to disapprove of her temperament, but none the less she looked exceedingly breathtaking.

Wu Long asked softly, "Feng Jiaying? What are you doing here."

She didn't reply, instead glaring directly into Wu Long's piercing deep red eyes.

He was immediately startled, 'did they find out about the rune...? Damn it. Fuck!'

His thoughts spun out of control, and he decided to test the waters.

"Bro Gu, suddenly appearing like this. It's quite distressing, may I know why what you've come to discuss without taking into account my appearance?"

Feng Gu was silent, and that all but ensured Wu Long's suspicions.

He felt his back wet, and he began to carve an array marking onto his hand.

Feng Jiaying finally broke the silence, "Don't pretend you don't know."

Wu Long groaned.

He needed to stall until the teleportation array was fully drawn.

"I acknowledge my foolishness, mistress, but forgive me for further prodding. Why are you here, at such a discourteous hour, in such an unorthodox place, with me in such an unseemly state?"

His aura slightly erupted, he attempted to truly fool them with his acting.

His act of outrage finally seemed to be acknowledged.

One of the guards couldn't help but tremble with a hidden laugh.

Wu Long gazed at the guard, but the guard simply gave a shy smile to Wu Long.

He raised a thumb, and shot it at Wu Long privately.

Wu Long felt his head boil in ten thousand erupting thoughts.

Feng Jiaying, she coughed, she glared at the guard, and then said, "I assume the offer you made yesterday still stands?"

Wu Long felt confused.

"You mean about accompanying me to travel?"

Feng Jiaying nodded shyly. She then turned a bright red before turning and leaving.

She left behind a set of words, "Get ready, I want to make quick progress..."

The guards as soon as they saw Feng Jiaying leave, began to laugh loudly.

They all gazed at Wu Long and said, "Bro Wu, you're truly awesome! I don't know how you managed to tame our clans princess. Haha, don't worry we guards support you lovers!"

They then left.

Wu Long became confused.

'While the cursed love rune could indeed make someone forcibly fall in love with another, the time it takes to dye the sea of consciousness is more than 4 months. How could it have already affected her...?'

Wu Long was left with no solution, he began to glare attempting to see through the Heaven and Earth.

He took out a piece of jade, and threw it into his Heavenly crown, and his Dharma idol caught it. It began to construct a few arrays onto the Jade.

While the Dharma idol did that Wu Long took his packed clothes and items, and descended down.

He saw a fleet of carriages awaiting him.

He was quickly drawn by the Guards to the middle carriage, and shot in.

In the large carriage, only a beautiful woman sat gazing far away into the distance. As if an immortal descended.

Wu Long sat opposite to her, in deep thought.

Feng Jiaying looked at Wu Long, and silently said, "Thank you."

Wu Long looked at her and asked, "Dis you say something?"

She shook her head.

Wu Long felt his heart beat in anxiety.