Red Heart Patrols the Sky

Chapter 1446: 118: A Familiar Sight in a Foreign Land



Chapter 1446: 118: A Familiar Sight in a Foreign Land

Chapter 1446: Chapter 118: A Familiar Sight in a Foreign LandThe Totem of Darkness may be the ideal for the entire Qinghuo Tribe, but this ideal does not belong to Qinghuo Qiming.

His grandfather was a tribal hero, his father was the disgrace of the tribe, and his adoptive father was the strongest Wu Zhu in the history of the Qinghuo Tribe who initially completed the Totem of Darkness… they all died because of it.

The Qinghuo Tribe was dragged down by an impossible ideal.

Qinghuo Qiming was just a young man who lost his father, grandfather, and later his adoptive father.

Due to frequent loss, he was terrified of Dark Heaven, afraid to approach the sinkhole, earning the tribe’s disdain as a coward. Although he inherited the position of Wu Zhu, he lacked respect.

Jiang Wang never understood what Qinghuo Qiming was thinking when he leaped into Dark Heaven.

Their interaction was brief, leaving no traces except the Burning Fire Bone Lotus on the back. Yet, Qinghuo Qiming’s leap occasionally surfaced in Jiang Wang’s mind—when he looked up at the stars.

Some are born strong, while some may never overcome mediocrity. But under the same starry sky, do they share equal survival rights, or does natural selection favor the fittest?

This was the question Qinghuo Qiming left in Jiang Wang’s mind.

Qu Country is situated at the border between the Northern Territory and Eastern Region, a sovereign independent state, constantly at odds with Zheng Country.

Of course, everyone could see that the friction between these two countries was just a facade, never any substantial action, essentially covering for each other.

Qu and Zheng, over the years, have danced beautifully among the three dominant countries: Jing, Qi, and Mu, enjoying good times.

When Qu Country was mentioned, Jiang Wang’s immediate impression was the assassination of the Qu Country’s border general by Hell Has No Door. It was the first task after Yin Guan established Hell Has No Door, causing a stir in the Eastern Region, making Hell Has No Door famous.

It wasn’t until Yin Guan achieved God Arrives that Qu Country finally withdrew the wanted notices.

Setting foot on Qu Country’s soil brings a sense of grounding all of a sudden.

Being here means returning to the Eastern Region.

Though the grassland is safe and leisurely, it can’t compare to the sense of grounding in the Eastern Region.

His official position and title are indeed most effective in the Eastern Region.

Even though, upon reflection, he had never felt quite settled outside Qi Country in the Eastern Region…

He left the Eastern Region in early August; returning now, it’s already September. The maple red twilight, one of Linzi’s seven scenic views, has passed its season.

Within a mere month, experiencing life and death, he circled a large loop from the Northern Territory back to the Eastern Region, prompting inevitable feelings.

His injuries have completely healed by now, his body and mind have returned to their peak state.

Perhaps due to the consistent recovery through Five Mansions same brilliance, resulting in too much power dispersion, the Ruyi Immortal Robe has also recovered.

Finally, he doesn’t have to look like a beggar, wearing tattered cloth underneath and coarse linen outside… the dragon-head walking stick might soon be mistaken for a cudgel.

Jiang Wang sometimes thought, even if the Qi Court had no demands for him, he wouldn’t reveal his identity in such a state…

This small city within Qu Country is named Jade Light; years ago, a large jade mine nearby led many miners, traders, and sculptors to live off it.

Those miners and merchants gathered here for a long time, gradually forming a city.

The name “Jade Light” initially referred to the luster of jade; over time, it simply became “Jade Light.”

Jiang Wang found a tavern that caught his eye, claimed a table, warmed a pot of wine, ordered two pounds of sliced lamb, and listened to the discussions of life’s diverse stories…

Some talked about family matters, others freely discussed the Eastern Region’s situations.

This city formed mainly by the gathering of miners was not as coarse as imagined; instead, it was warm and pleasant.

Perhaps because jade nourishes people, or maybe after the jade mine was exhausted, several groups changed, developing other industries in the city.

At his current level of cultivation, ordinary wine could no longer intoxicate, but Jiang Wang, lazily eating lamb and occasionally sipping wine, still felt slightly tipsy.

From the vast and sparse grassland to the densely populated Eastern Region, both nature’s broad openness and human prosperity brought comfort to him.

“Guest, what would you like to order?”

“A pot of wine, a plate of fennel beans.”

This dialogue caught Jiang Wang’s attention.

Given his current mastery of sound, once he hears a voice, it’s hard to forget. Especially since activating Voice Broadcast Immortal Style, even long-ago heard voices obediently provide information because “all voices head towards.”

He didn’t turn around; eating and drinking remained unchanged, quietly activating Voice Broadcast Immortal Style.

“What type of wine would the guest like?”

“The best.”

The newcomer to the tavern seemed to be economical with words.

But Jiang Wang already captured it.

With the sound in his ears, information surfaces.

Tracing it back, their last conversation was on the Qi Yang battlefield in Chiwei Prefecture.

The person only said: “Got it, thank you!”

Jiang Wang silently drank his cup, finished the last few slices of lamb.

The attentive shop assistant rushed forward: “Does the guest want something more?”

Jiang Wang shook his head to refuse.

Having already paid for food and drink, he casually donned the cape hanging on the table corner and stood up.

He tucked the dragon-head walking stick leaning by his leg, took the sheathed Longing from the Storage Box, holding it in his hand, and walked towards the new wine-drinker.

Seeing this, the shop assistant shrank back two steps.

The tavern patrons continued eating, drinking, talking, and laughing.

But gradually, someone sensed something amiss and looked over.

Yet the ordinary-looking young man sitting sideways to Jiang Wang, leisurely tossed a fennel bean into his mouth without turning his head, casually asking, “Is there a problem?”

After all he’s been through, he developed an uncommon presence. No longer fidgety, or hurried like during their encounter at Haimen Island, he had a certain carefree composure.

Everyone has their encounters, and everyone grows.

“Yang Xuance, oh Yang Xuance.” Jiang Wang spoke, “What a big mess you caused in Zhao Heng City, making me suffer.”

This statement clearly revealed his identity.

Yang Xuance suddenly turned his head!

In the moment he turned, his eyes shone bright yellow, producing flames. The blazing fire instantly filled the space between him and Jiang Wang. Flaming serpents roared fiercely, seemingly ready to devour.

Jiang Wang just reached out and grasped, suppressing the entire flame with the Samadhi True Fire Divine Skills, nullifying a disaster that could engulf the entire tavern.

Yang Xuance’s figure had already vanished!

Jiang Wang reached and grabbed in the air, a bit of remaining flame shaped like grass held low, pointing the way.

Thanks to this period of Dao Technique sorting, the Dao Technique Recollection advanced further. Though still not an excellent tracking secret technique, it could provide clues now with certain remnants grasped.

The shop assistant only saw flames rising like a storm, yet before they could panic, they were extinguished with a single grip.

And the linen-clad man who ate all the lamb before acting had already stepped outside the tavern.


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