Red Heart Patrols the Sky - Chapter 436 - The Saintess of Blue

Chapter 436 - The Saintess of Blue

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Chapter 436 of "Red Heart Patrols the Sky" kicks off with thrilling moments: The words of the “Holy Tribe” Priest were reasonable.Being able to spend the night in... Read more!

The words of the “Holy Tribe” Priest were reasonable.Being able to spend the night in the Forest Sea Source Realm’s Divine Shade Land was nothing Jiang Wang had reason to refuse, certainly better than leaving now and facing the unknown dangers.

“I also hope to personally experience the grandeur of the Dragon God,” Jiang Wang said.

Living in a modern world where the Dragon Clan was extinct, yet repeatedly encountering records of dragons in various tomes and hearing all sorts of legends about them, Jiang Wang truly was filled with curiosity about the Dragon God of the Forest Sea Source Realm.

“Qinghua,” the old woman said very kindly, “take our esteemed guest to his room to rest.”

“Eh!”

An elegant reply came from the inner room.

A tall woman in a long, one-piece dress walked out.

Her appearance was hard to describe; upon seeing her, one felt freshness, nature, and vibrancy.

The first impression she gave was of a gentle flow of life force, and then, her beauty.

Such a temperament was utterly different from any beauty Jiang Wang had ever seen.

Even someone as calm as Qing Qishu couldn’t look away for a moment.

Qing Qishu’s eyes were about to pop out.

He moved forward on his knees, blocking the line of sight of the Priest he called grandmother, his mouth silently opening and closing, his hands incessantly gesturing.

For Qing Qishu, whose life force was astounding and who feared no beating, the Priestess had a look of helplessness in her eyes, lifted her wrinkled eyelids, and released his muteness.

“Priestess, I discovered the Dragon God’s Divine Envoy,” Qing Qishu said.

“So what?”

“I should be the one to take him to rest, not Qinghua!” Qing Qishu said urgently.

Qing Qishu also rarely chimed in, “Indeed, how can such a task trouble the Holy Girl of Qing?

I can take Zhang Linchuan to rest as well.”

“I could keep him company as he rests!” Qing Qishu grew more and more excited as he spoke.

Jiang Wang thought: As for resting… if you have the time, you go accompany Zhang Linchuan.

I don’t want to.

“What nonsense!” the Priestess became angry, “The more you speak, the less sense you make!

The Holy Girl of Qing is most favored by the gods, and with the Divine Envoy of the Dragon God arriving, of course, the Holy Girl should communicate with him.

Could it be that you understand the will of the Dragon God?”

Having heard the term “Holy Girl” multiple times, Jiang Wang couldn’t help but take another look at the woman called Qinghua.

“What are you looking at!” Qing Qishu suddenly blocked his view, looking like a ruffled rooster.

Qing Qishu also looked disapprovingly.

It seemed that the so-called Holy Girl of Qing was their shared dream lover.

But Jiang Wang was indeed somewhat innocent; he really didn’t have any unusual thoughts: “I was just thinking of someone I know.”

“Oh, please!” Qing Qishu exclaimed, “That method of trying to get close is too old-fashioned.”

“Qishu, show respect!” the Priest reprimanded.

“Hmph.” Before turning around, Qing Qishu still gave Jiang Wang a few warning glances.

They couldn’t really kill him, so regarding Qing Qishu’s little antics, the Priest could only pretend not to see, turning to Jiang Wang to kindly say, “You have worked hard today, please follow the Holy Girl to rest.

In the morning, go to the altar and I will open it to verify your identity.”

Qing Qishu and the others were reluctant for Jiang Wang to have much contact with Qinghua, but with the Priest’s mind made up, apart from giving Jiang Wang a few more warning glances, there was nothing else they could do.

Qinghua’s expression remained very calm, neither pleased by the rivalry and jealousy of Qing Qishu and Qing Qishu nor annoyed by it.

She probably had long grown accustomed to such scenes.

She merely gave Jiang Wang a slight curtsey and gracefully walked outside.

Jiang Wang shrugged his shoulders and turned to follow her out.

Though he indeed had no particular thoughts, seeing the hurried and flustered demeanor of Qing Qishu and Qing Qishu, he felt a sense of inexplicable smugness in his heart.

He also wondered if they would come to regret inviting him into the Divine Shade Land.

Outside the Divine Shade Land, one was making moves on Jiang Wang, while another was blowing their nose and glaring with contempt.

Just then, a crisp child’s voice rang out from outside the fruit house.

“Priest!

Priest!”

“What is it?

Come up and talk.” The priest responded.

Jiang Wang was walking out with Qinghua when the round-faced little girl with her hair in a ponytail deftly climbed into the fruit house, her little legs spreading wide, thud thud thud, as she ran inside.

Worried she might bump into something, Jiang Wang quickly stepped aside to make room.

At that moment, the little girl, burdened with some important task, didn’t have the time to notice him and breathlessly shouted, “Brother Bazhi is back!

He said, he said, he’s brought back the Dragon God’s Envoy!”

“This Bazhi, I don’t know what he’s so proud of every day.

He doesn’t come himself but sends a little girl to deliver the message…” From inside the room, Qing Qishu grumbled dissatisfiedly, but mid-sentence, suddenly realized what was said: “The Dragon God’s Envoy?”

“Two.

Two of them!” said the little girl.

“Two Dragon God’s Envoys?” Qing Qishu was shocked once more.

Even Qinghua couldn’t help but turn her head to give Jiang Wang a look, her beautiful eyes full of doubt—do Dragon God’s Envoys come from eggs like old hens hatching chicks, one brood at a time?

“Ahem.” Even the priest, with her rich experience, was somewhat confused by the situation: “Little Guo’er, are you sure you didn’t get it wrong?

Did your brother Bazhi really say he brought back two Dragon God’s Envoys?”

“I don’t know, my mother told me to come and report first!” the little girl replied.

“That, Qinghua, don’t go just yet.” The priest called out from inside the room: “Foreign young man, you wait as well.”

“Eh.” Qinghua obediently stood still.

Jiang Wang felt quite helpless and had already begun to think about how to get through the night in the Forest Sea Source Realm.

Unsure of the dangers that awaited, he wondered whether he could find another safe place to rest…

In fact, he was not as confident as Qing Qishu about whether he was indeed a “Holy Tribe” Dragon God’s Envoy.

It looked like the genuine party was about to arrive, so naturally, he who had assumed the role under false pretenses was about to be kicked aside.

“No, I must go take a look!”

Qing Qishu clamored as he rushed out from the inner room, hastily passing Jiang Wang.

But even in his hurry, he still found time to flash a radiant smile at Qinghua, his voice gentle: “Qinghua, I’ll be right back.”

The priest sighed from behind: “Then you go welcome Bazhi.”

And at that moment, a booming voice rang out: “Priest, the ceremonial hunt went smoothly, and I have returned with great achievements!”

There was no need to wait for Qing Qishu to welcome him.

A man with his hair braided into eight plaits leaped onto the fruit house, striding confidently inside.

He was holding a head in one hand and dragging a vine behind him with the other.

The head in his hand had already stopped bleeding, its features were clear, and the expression was peaceful.

This head bore all the markings of the Divine Shade Land, unmistakably one of the “Holy Tribe” members, possibly even a villager they knew.

However, both Qing Qishu and Qinghua showed only mild reactions.

Such was the expectation following a “ceremonial hunt.”

It was routine for everyone here.

In contrast, it was Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye’s return alive that should have raised doubts.

Seeing this head, Jiang Wang deeply felt the true cruelty of the “ceremonial hunt” practiced by Qing Qishu and their settlement.

What could be the reason for such a brutal tradition to be passed down, forcing the tribe’s samurai to slaughter each other and fight for survival?

It was neither in line with the moral concepts of the modern world nor did it serve the basic interests of the tribe’s continuity.

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