Red Heart Patrols the Sky - Chapter 102 - I'm not a Genius

Chapter 102 - I'm not a Genius

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Chapter 102 of "Red Heart Patrols the Sky" opens with dynamic events: Playing maze games with Zhao Lang wasn’t a good choice, especially when the maze was... Read on for more!

Playing maze games with Zhao Lang wasn’t a good choice, especially when the maze was constantly changing under the opponent’s manipulation.Jiang Wang simply soared into the air and landed on top of the stone walls.

What greeted him were the whooshing Flame Bullets.

Twisting his body midair, Jiang Wang lightly touched the stone wall with his feet and charged forward with his sword.

But suddenly, vines that were climbing the stone wall burst forth, wrapping around Jiang Wang’s ankles.

His sword flashed, cutting off the vines as he shifted to the side to distance himself from Zhao Lang.

Wind Blades, having been held in reserve, cut through the air one after another, breaking the silence with their sharp whistle.

The battle between the two was back and forth, filled with spectacular displays that amazed the watching soldiers.

On one hand, they discarded their disdain for the disciples from the Dao Academy, and on the other, they gained even more respect for Zhao Lang.

At this point, Jiang Wang had abandoned the use of Dao Techniques.

His understanding and application of them were far behind Zhao Lang’s, leaving little room for execution, and he was often forcefully interrupted.

He simply focused on perfecting his swordsmanship.

He no longer stuck to the five killing moves, but instead shattered the “Purple Qi Eastward” sword technique and began integrating it into every strike.

Eventually, every swing could be a killing move, and every killing move could freely transform.

Every stroke was the “Purple Qi Eastward” sword.

This process was tough and lengthy, but Zhao Lang was intent on facilitating it.

Although his manipulation of Dao Techniques was clever, he never played a decisive winning hand, but instead kept pushing Jiang Wang to improve.

As Jiang Wang’s swordsmanship grew smoother, accordingly, Zhao Lang enhanced the power of his Dao Techniques.

Compared to the combat ability Zhao Lang was currently displaying, this level of control was particularly terrifying.

Finally, Jiang Wang leapt out of the arena and bowed deeply to Zhao Lang.

“Thank you, Brother Zhao, for the opportunity!”

At that moment, with his sword in hand, its mastery had reached perfection.

He was ready to strike at any moment, with every attack being lethal.

“Thank me for what?” Zhao Lang chuckled.

“Perhaps in the future, we’ll be comrades-in-arms.”

Worthy of being the one assisting Wei Yan in managing the military camp, he not only gave away favors but also educated his subordinates through a fight, and he didn’t forget to recruit more people in the process.

There was no need to discuss the outcome of the battle any further.

The soldiers below cheerfully egged him on, “Yeah, brother, with such good skills, forget about the county academy and come to our military camp instead!

We’re all full of vigor!”

Their words were well-intended.

Full of vigor, yes, but was that attractive?

Although there weren’t any famous female instructors at the city’s Dao Academy, it was said that the county academy was filled with good-looking female cultivators.

Internally, he didn’t hesitate to reject these offers, but on the surface, he eagerly placated them, “There’s still time before the county academy exams.

I’ll decide when it’s closer.”

His visit to the Fenglin City Guards base today could be considered a great success.

After setting another appointment with Zhao Lang to come back for guidance when he was free, Jiang Wang left with Tang Dun.

The soldiers dispersed one after another, and after a pause, Zhao Lang saw Wei Yan approaching with his hand on his sword.

“All flash and no substance,” he sneered.

Zhao Lang responded with a wry smile, “If it were as easy for me to break through realms as it is for you, I wouldn’t have to spend my time on these things.

I’ve put so much effort into the Small Zhoutian and still it’s not perfect.

Just finishing the Grand Circulation took me so long, and progress is slow with no sign of reaching Heaven and Earth Gate.

In the military, where combat strength is so essential, what can I do if I don’t ponder over Dao Techniques?”

He spoke casually, his expression calm.

However, to reach the level of mastery he had with almost all the common low-level Dao Techniques, how much effort must he have put in?

Today he can stand proudly as the Deputy General of Fenglin City Guards, next to Wei Yan, nonchalantly accepting the admiration of his subordinates.

The gap he had bridged was not just between an ordinary person and a genius.

The hardships endured were beyond what most could imagine.

In the entire Fenglin City Guards, there is one General, two Associate Generals, and five Deputy Generals.

These eight individuals constituted the high ranks of the military, with Wei Yan and Zhao Lang among them.

“You always think too much about others and too little about yourself.”

“Enough about me,” Zhao Lang deflected.

“What about you?

You’ve opened Heaven and Earth Gate, when are you going to Jiujang?”

Wei Yan’s face darkened, “My transfer request was denied.”

Zhao Lang certainly knew the reason behind this, so he did not inquire further.

Instead, he patted Wei Yan’s shoulder, “You no longer need to prove yourself in such places.

In fact, a career in the White Feather Army is broader, and it’s also within the capital region.

You’re no less than Zhu Weiwo, and maybe one day you’ll catch the Great General’s eye.”

“Heh.

As long as I can’t spread my wings and show my feathers, as long as I remain constrained, I can’t surpass Zhu Weiwo.”

Zhao Lang noticed that Wei Yan’s knuckles were turning white as he gripped the knife, a clear sign of using too much force.

“He always thinks he’s right and never considers the feelings of others.

If it weren’t for my mother…” Wei Yan stopped there.

Zhao Lang was silent for a while, waiting for him to adjust his emotions before saying, “Or maybe he does care about you, he just doesn’t know how to show it.”

“Ha.” Wei Yan scoffed coldly, “You don’t understand him at all.

You don’t understand me either.”

Zhao Lang remained silent.

“Do you think he’s atoning?

Do you think he feels guilty?

You’re too naive!” Wei Yan said as he walked away with his knife in hand.

Zhao Lang watched his retreating figure but didn’t follow.

When Yun He gracefully flew in, it was carrying a white, round jade stone in its beak.

Jiang Anan grabbed it, and the Yun He transformed into a sheet of letter paper, with the jade stone lying in her palm.

“Here!” Jiang Anan said, covering her eyes with the small hand holding the jade stone and handing the letter over with the other, “Anan didn’t peek, promise.”

Jiang Wang lightly scraped her nose with his finger, “What a quirky girl.”

He unfolded the letter.

Dear Jiang:

Who can be without doubts?

I dare not accept the praise as a teacher.

The path of Dao is long, and Qingyu is also amongst the confused.

Please convey my regards to your sister.

Yun He carries a Reflection Stone, hoping to capture her childish voice.

Additionally, I wonder what place lies beneath the maples?

—Yunshang Qingyu.

“This jade stone is for the sister who wrote the letter to talk to you,” Jiang Wang said after reading the letter, taking the white Reflection Stone, infusing a Path Origin into it, and then giving it back to Anan.

“Now if you talk to it, your appearance and voice will be captured and seen by the master of Yun He.”

“Really?” Jiang Anan’s eyes widened in wonder.

The Reflection Stone suddenly projected a white screen, upon which a beautiful little girl with wide eyes appeared: “Really?”

It was an exact replica of Jiang Anan.

“Isn’t this magical?”

After a moment— “Isn’t this magical?”

“The Reflection has started, Anan, speak nicely,” Jiang Wang reminded her from the side.

“The Reflection has started, Anan, speak nicely.”

The Reflection Stone echoed the same voice, making Jiang Anan laugh gleefully.

After the laughter, she lifted her chin, thought seriously for a moment, and then said to the Reflection Stone, “Sister, can you use this stone to talk to me?

Anan wants to see what you look like!”

After she finished talking, she handed the Reflection Stone to Jiang Wang.

It wasn’t until Jiang Wang turned off the Reflection Stone and the white screen disappeared that she whispered softly, “I’m done talking.”

Jiang Wang’s smile faded suddenly, “Done talking?

Now go do your homework.

You’re always looking for excuses to be lazy!”

After sending Anan away, he thought for a moment and then started writing a reply on a piece of Yun Paper:

Dear Ye:

Fenglin City is my hometown, where the maple forest outside the city is extraordinarily beautiful.

Every autumn, the maples are more fiery red than flames.

Words cannot fully describe the sight, and feelings cannot fully express the beauty.

You reside in the country above the clouds, and I reside in the city beneath the maples.

“Beneath the maples” is what this phrase implies.

Returning the Reflection Stone with this letter.

My younger sister is young and foolish, please excuse her.

—Jiang from beneath the maples.

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