Chapter 175 - The Horn of the Azure Dragon
Chapter 175 of "Red Heart Patrols the Sky" begins revealing exciting developments: This wretched, ugly child had been played for a fool by the several people who... Donât stop now!
This wretched, ugly child had been played for a fool by the several people who had died before, used by one after another, and had already developed psychological shadows.In his eyes, Jiang Wang, who laughed last, was undoubtedly the most malicious and scheming of them all, surely rotten to the core.
Who knows what kind of plans he was concocting to use him as a living sacrifice to seek power from the Evil God.
Upon hearing Jiang Wangâs response, he became even more convinced in his judgment.
Even with his iron will, he couldnât help but feel a chill at his Heavenly Spirit.
âIf you have the guts, come over here, Iâll fight you to the death!â Lian Que shouted.
With a surge of emotion, the death energy instantly attacked upwards, returning to just below his eyelids.
Jiang Wang heard this and merely smiled, âBrave man.
I wonât kill you.â
âHoweverâŚâ He glanced back at Lian Queâs complexion, roughly gauging the progress of the death energy, and said, âEvery twenty breaths, you must speak a sentence to keep the death energy below the lower half of your face.
Remember, this is the warning line.
Once it exceeds that, Iâll take it as you wanting to do something to me, wanting to snatch my chance at Divine Skills.
Then, I will kill you.â
Lian Que blinked, he could tell from Jiang Wangâs latter words that he was dead serious, it was no joke.
Though Lord Lian Que prided himself on not fearing death, not dying was naturally preferable, and he honestly began to resist the death energy while silently counting the time.
Once twenty breaths passed, he couldnât help but ask, âWouldnât it be simpler to just kill me?
Why go through all this trouble?â
At this moment, Jiang Wang was kneeling on the ground and tapping the floor tiles, wondering if there might be some sort of hidden chamber within the Dragon Palace.
It made no sense to have searched the entire palace without finding a hint of the fortune.
He casually responded while working, âKilling is simple, but the hard part is convincing oneself.â
Only by convincing oneself can one be at peace with their actions.
He spoke as naturally as when he said, âYou have no intention of killing me, so why should I kill you?â
Why is it that such simple logic, such normal words, are no longer believed by people in many instances?
Itâs as if between people thereâs always some sort of conspiracy, some kind of malice hidden.
Lian Que was momentarily stunned.
He suddenly remembered what his grandfather used to say when he was still alive.
His grandfather had said, âIn the Supernatural World, killing someone is very simple, but the hard part is having no guilt.
Having no guilt is actually not difficult.
The difficulty is whether a Transcendent Cultivator can still maintain the heart of a human.â
Back then, Lian Que didnât understand and the older he got, the less he understood.
But now, he seemed to vaguely grasp it.
If a Transcendent Cultivator regards themselves as a deity and common people as ants and chaff, then naturally, they can kill without feeling any remorse.
But thatâs not difficult, that truly isnât difficult.
Not to mention the Transcendent Cultivators who can move mountains and fill seas with a flick of their wrist, even ordinary people with a bit of power often treat their own kind no better than pigs, dogs, cattle, and horses, donât they?
Whatâs truly rare is a pure heart that sees both oneself and others as human beings.
Another twenty breaths went by.
Lian Que could not help but ask again, âNo one here knows what you do, whether you are good or bad, just or evil, no one can see.
Whatâs the point of you doing this?â
âHow I conduct myself is not for show.
Killing me for killing you, thatâs simple.
But killing someone without a reason, Iâm not willing to.
However, I need to remind you, just because Iâm unwilling doesnât mean I wonât do it.
This opportunity is very important to me; I have my reasons for needing to become stronger.
So you must protect yourself well and not give me a reason to kill you,ââ Jiang Wang said lightly as if making idle conversation, but his intent was firm.
He was determined to win the fortune of the Godâs Inner Mansion.
By this time, he had already tapped more than half of the great hallâs floor tiles, truly becoming a bit tired.
But for the sake of the opportunity for Divine Skills, he had to continue pushing through.
As long as he could secure the opportunity for Divine Skills, flipping over the Dragon Palace inch by inch would be worthwhile!
After another twenty breaths, Lian Que finally said earnestly, âI, Lian Que am not ungrateful.
Even if I recover, I wonât compete with you for the opportunity.â
âCut it out, just lie there and donât move, weâre not close, so thereâs no talk of trustâŚâ
Jiang Wangâs words were cut off halfway, when suddenly dots of white light appeared, converging in front of him into a horn of a pale dragon.
He reached out and grasped it, and instinctively he knew.
This horn of the pale dragon was the key to obtaining the opportunity for Divine Skills.
At the same moment he took hold of the pale dragonâs horn, a full moon portal appeared at the center of the great hall, illusory yet real, leading to another place.
Only the one holding the Horn of the Azure Dragon can pass through here.
So the struggle inside the Dragon Palace of Tianfu was just that simple and crude.
As long as all the competitors were killed, or all the competitors withdrew from the competition, the opportunity for divine skills would appear.
And here he was, diligently and honestly searching for half a day, feeling the walls, tapping each and every floor tileâŚ
In fact, as soon as Lian Que had spoken those words of giving up, the matter would have already been concluded!
With this thought, Jiang Wang couldnât help but glare fiercely at Lian Que.
The glare left the man utterly baffled.
Was it only now that he thought about killing to silence him?
But there was no need for that, wasnât he going to forget everything once he left the Heavenly Abode Secret Land?
Lian Que couldnât help but let his thoughts run wild.
Tucking the Horn of the Azure Dragon into his chest, Jiang Wang then said, âAlright, you can disperse the necrotic energy with all your might.
Thereâs no need to restrain you now.â
By this time, the Horn of the Azure Dragon was already in his possession, and even if Lian Que regained his strength later and considered reneging to snatch it away, he was confident that he could keep it safe.
To his surprise, Lian Que suddenly became furious, âWhat do you mean by that?
You look down on me?
I pose no threat to you?â
Jiang Wang: âŚ
It wasnât that the man was stupidâhe could detect the unspoken confidence in Jiang Wangâs words.
But to say he was smart also seemed incorrect.
Would a smart person talk like this?
At this moment, a few casually cast Dao Techniques from Jiang Wang would have sent him off to meet his maker, and yet, he was still concerned about whether someone respected him.
Jiang Wang, now in possession of the Horn of the Azure Dragon and in high spirits, couldnât be bothered to argue and casually appeased him: âNo, no, no, I respect you.
I see you as a person who keeps his promises.â
Thatâs more like it.
Lian Que, satisfied, closed his mouth and began to disperse the necrotic energy with all his might.
As for Jiang Wang, he paid no further attention to him and proceeded to step through the Moon Gate.
âWait!â Lian Que suddenly spoke up again.
Jiang Wang, impatiently, asked, âWhat now?â
âI almost forgot.
When you leave the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, you wonât remember what happened here.
But you spared my life; I have to repay that favor.â
âNo need.
I didnât spare you to get something in return.â
âNo.
Living with an unpaid debt, I, Lian Que, would be uneasy!â
Lian Que gathered himself for a moment, then expectorated a square, ink-colored metal badge.
With a âding,â it fell onto the floor tile.
He continued, âAfter you leave, use this badge to find me, and I will personally forge a sword for you.
Even if you donât remember, I can sense it.â
âI already feel your gratitude; this is recognition for what I have done, and itâs enough.
Thereâs no need to talk about anything else.â Jiang Wang lifted the Magic Artifact Longsword in his hand: âBesides, I already have a sword.â
âWhat junk metal is that you call a sword!â Lian Que suddenly roared.
Jiang Wang didnât understand his outburst, but was taken aback by his ferocity.
He reluctantly tore a piece of cloth from the corpse of Ji Xiu on the ground and wrapped it around the metal badge.
âAlright, alright, I got it.â
Lian Que began to roar again: âAlthough it came from my mouth, thereâs no saliva on it!â
His roaring made it seem as though the necrotic energy was about to surge up to his eyebrows.
To avoid him dying suddenly, Jiang Wang had no choice but to soothe him with a few more kind words.
Only when Lian Que finally calmed down and fought the necrotic energy with all his heart and soul,
did Jiang Wang finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He hastened to step through the Door of the Full Moon, embarking on the final leg of his journey in the Heavenly Abode Secret Land.