Red Heart Patrols the Sky - Chapter 615 - Long Night

Chapter 615 - Long Night

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Opening Chapter 615 of "Red Heart Patrols the Sky": Although the Red-dressed Mirror is dangerous, with each tribulation being more perilous than the last,... Read on for more!

Although the Red-dressed Mirror is dangerous, with each tribulation being more perilous than the last, the rewards after surviving each are quite substantial, and the greatest gains are always related to the spirit.This is a treasure coveted even by Hai Zongming, the de facto elder of Diao Hai Building, and although it’s unclear how Hu Shaomeng got his hands on it, its potential has likely not been fully tapped.

What could a cultivator at the peak of the External Building Environment gain from the Red-dressed Mirror?

What tribulation follows the Sea-Overturning Tribulation?

Jiang Wang thought about it and ultimately dared not try again.

He was now filled with curiosity about the Red-dressed Mirror, but the difficulty of the tribulations inside it had increased drastically, and the growth he had achieved during this time was only enough for this one attempt.

Some desires itched at his heart, but one must be alive to feel such itches.

Inside Tongtian Palace, the Star River Dao Spiral quietly rotated, while the serpentine creature encircling the stars moved slowly.

In the corner, the Dark Candle remained still, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Jiang Yan was acting very “honest.”

With the current strength of his spirit and soul power, could he suppress Jiang Yan?

The thought flitted through his mind but was quickly retracted.

It wasn’t feasible yet, the chances were slim.

Tongtian Palace was too dangerous a battlefield, easily influencing one’s lifelong path, and Jiang Yan was mysterious, with vast knowledge and sublime use of the spirit.

Jiang Wang had to be cautious.

To completely eliminate the hidden danger, he would need to have a richer arsenal of spiritual techniques at his disposal.

Jiang Wang put away the Red-dressed Mirror, levitated into the air, and flew to where Xiang Qian was sleeping.

Without uttering a word, he just stared at him.

After a while, Xiang Qian, who was “sleeping,” opened his eyes: “Can you stop staring at me like that?”

“It’s nothing, you just sleep.

It’s a minor trouble, I can handle it myself,” Jiang Wang responded, not answering the question.

Xiang Qian: …

Did I ask you if there’s nothing wrong?

“You staring at me like that is really creepy!” Xiang Qian complained with a sense of grievance in his voice.

“If you’re asleep, it won’t be creepy,” Jiang Wang replied indifferently.

If he could still sleep after this, then that’d be a wonder.

“Fine, fine, fine,” Xiang Qian sat up decisively: “What exactly do you want?”

“Someone is trying to kill me.”

Xiang Qian didn’t ask further and simply lay down again: “Let me sleep a bit more before I die.”

Jiang Wang’s forehead pulsed with veins: “If we join forces, there’s a chance.”

“Stop joking around,” Xiang Qian waved his hand weakly: “Whoever dares to come after you is definitely stronger than you, and there’s no doubt about that, right?

Even you, with your renown God’s Inner Mansion ability in Qi Country, are being hunted, which means the power behind that person is also immensely strong, with deep roots…

In such a high-stakes conflict, what difference could I, a nameless Ascending Dragon Realm cultivator, make?”

Jiang Wang encouraged him: “Even a stone, when it hits someone, hurts.”

Xiang Qian stubbornly clung to self-deprecation: “I’m not even a stone, I’m a lump of mud.”

Jiang Wang persisted: “At least you can dirty someone’s clothes with mud.”

“Forget it,” Xiang Qian sighed deeply: “Life is bad enough, let’s not make trouble for others.”

Jiang Wang didn’t want to deal with his defeatist attitude and went straight to the point: “If the one after me has already set off, they’ll probably catch up within a few days.”

Xiang Qian didn’t even ask who it was, only ruffling his messy hair and speaking listlessly: “That sounds troublesome.

Can’t we just run away?”

“I don’t want to run,” Jiang Wang said.

Xiang Qian perked up a bit, thinking it over: “What about the strong, inconspicuous person in Qingyang Town, can’t you ask him for help?”

“Asking him costs money,” Jiang Wang stated: “A lot of money.”

Xiang Qian: …

He didn’t want to say anything anymore.

“Relax, I’m still waiting for information,” Jiang Wang reassured him: “If the opponent is dealable, we’ll take our shot.

If not, I definitely won’t go to my death.”

Xiang Qian seemed somewhat resigned, yet he still protested: “Please remember when you’re weighing our strength that I am just a Tenglong Realm cultivator with lowly skills…”

“Deal!” Jiang Wang slapped his shoulder emphatically: “I’ll remember very clearly!”

Not only did he remember that Xiang Qian had Tenglong Realm Cultivation Level, but also that the sword technique he cultivated, the Sole Sword Dao, was one of the three ultimate sword techniques from the Era of the Soaring Swords.

It was a sword technique that had dominated an era, and how could it be limited to what Xiang Qian had shown so far?

Of course, he certainly wouldn’t rely on Xiang Qian’s potential strength as a trump card.

The reason he was so eager to have Xiang Qian’s help involved other considerations.

Having “persuaded” Xiang Qian, Jiang Wang then began searching for his own way out.

“Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan!”

Dark Candle swayed impatiently, and only then did Jiang Yan’s voice leisurely emerge.

“Speak quickly if you have something.”

His tone was full of helplessness, even more so than Xiang Qian’s.

Jiang Wang was ever vigilant against him as against a flood or wild beast, yet he also “used” him without any reservation.

Regrettably, as one reliant on others, Jiang Yan had no choice but to comply.

“A cultivator at the peak of the External Building Environment is trying to kill me, and I might have to fight a battle with them.

I’m not confident about winning or losing, and I need your help.

When the time comes, you help me attack his spirit, and we will strike from both sides.

Otherwise…

we’ll just have to die together.”

“Why would you fight a cultivator at the peak of the External Building Environment?

That is the act of a mindless buffoon!” Jiang Yan scolded.

Jiang Wang didn’t bother with reasoning or explaining the cause, he simply stated: “I’ve decided already.”

As the “landlord,” he had the privilege to act capriciously.

Jiang Yan remained silent for a while before saying, “I will only intervene when you’re at a life-and-death moment.

As for when that moment is, I will make my own judgement.

I may very well judge incorrectly, but I will stick to my own judgement.

So you’d better not consider me any important reliance.”

He knew that after the recent exploration, Jiang Wang’s spirit and soul power had grown stronger, but he hadn’t yet ascertained how much stronger it had become and would need to analyze it slowly over time.

Nevertheless, he was certainly not willing to let Jiang Wang determine the timing of his engagement in battle.

Otherwise, it was very possible that he would have just taken control of Dark Candle and left, only for Jiang Wang to then close off Tongtian Palace and refuse to accommodate him anymore.

Jiang Wang’s scheme was an open conspiracy, relying on the notion that if he died, Jiang Yan would have to die as well.

Facing danger, Jiang Yan had no choice but to intervene.

Even though Jiang Yan indeed had no way to refuse, he immediately responded with pinpoint precision, turning the choice back onto Jiang Wang.

Of course, he did not want to perish, but Jiang Wang likewise would not wish to die.

In fact, both sides held the same leverage over each other.

Jiang Wang didn’t expect to overwhelm Jiang Yan with intelligence and tactics; it was merely a shot in the dark.

If Jiang Yan didn’t fall for it, so be it.

It was just like that trivial matter of coming out to offer help in battle.

Jiang Yan wasn’t the only trump card; after dawn, he intended to go to the nearest large city to find the peripheral organization of Hell Has No Door and try to contact Yin Guan.

If Hai Zongming had advanced to the External Building Environment through God’s Inner Mansion, he was prepared to spend everything he had, without overestimating himself.

In dealing with this sudden danger, Jiang Wang had basically made all the preparations he could; what remained was to wait for the information from Zhongxuan Sheng.

He had done everything humanly possible and now he could only leave it to fate.

After leaving Tongtian Palace, he looked up at the night sky, which stretched on endlessly.

What felt exceptionally endless was not just time itself.

“Who sent you?”

This voice was smooth and clear, but for some reason, it carried an eerie and dark sense of fear, unlike anything of this world, giving listeners a chill as if they were falling into hell.

The cultivator who was bound at the limbs and securely tied to a stake kept silent.

The cultivation technique he practiced had no distinct features.

His face, too, bore no distinguishing marks.

His attire, everything about him, was extraordinarily ordinary and likewise, he wouldn’t say anything.

No one could get any clues from him.

But standing in front of him, the man with a fetchingly unique charm due to some sort of divine quality, despite otherwise average looks, clearly did not accept this silence.

“Then I shall ask again,” said the man.

“Who sent you to seek me, Zhang Linchuan?”

It was rare for Zhang Linchuan to repeat a question.

With the deepening of his mastery over the Bone Holy Body, his aura became more mysterious and increasingly aloof.

The ordinary-looking cultivator still said nothing, not even offering a mocking glance.

He would not allow himself to give away any clues in any way.

Having undergone extremely strict training, he should not have been caught alive.

But the man opposite him was simply too strong.

So strong that the captive had no chance to resist, not even the opportunity to kill himself before he was subdued.

He didn’t even know how he had been subdued.

But his stubborn silence was a clue in itself.

“Well-trained, from a prestigious background,” Zhang Linchuan nodded, making his own judgement before turning to ask the old man behind him with eyes shut tight, “Elder Lu, is it possible to interrogate the spirit?”

Lu Yan with the Innate Nether Eyes shook his head: “His spirit has inherent flaws, which seem not natural but rather the result of a subtly executed advanced technique.

Should an outsider try to probe, it would collapse immediately.”

“It seems we are indeed dealing with a significant power,” Zhang Linchuan frowned in thought.

“I’ve dealt with the people of Zhuang Country, both openly and secretly, and this man is not one of them.

And now that Bone Tao is no more, apart from Zhuang Country, who else would be so interested in me?”

Lu Yan said nothing.

“Wang Changji?”

Zhang Linchuan questioned himself: “A subordinate of this caliber can’t be trained in such a short amount of time.”

“Miao Yu?”

He shook his head again: “She would rather avoid me than dare to provoke me.”

“This is really strange, who else could there be?” Zhang Linchuan turned back, staring at the ordinary-looking cultivator: “You’ve really piqued my curiosity.

This is not good for you, do you understand?”

This did not sound like a threat, for his tone was very calm.

The ordinary-looking cultivator remained silent still.

Had he had the chance, he would have already perished by his own hand.

And Zhang Linchuan indeed had no intention of making threats; he simply reached out and pressed the man’s head straight into his body.

The image was pitiful, a death that could not be more final.

Did he find release?

This was the last thought of the dead man before his end.

Then he quickly saw light in the boundless darkness.

At first, he thought it was his clan’s spirit coming to guide him.

But then he realized that the clan’s spirit would not guide a dead man, as its appearance alone would be a revelation.

And that light was a pale, tragic light…

He heard a voice say—

“Welcome, to the World Without Life.”

ps: I posted four hand-drawn maps on the public account with the same name this afternoon, rjqs000.

Mainly, they are maps of locations we have already come across in the story, such as Fenglin City and Yang Country.

Those interested can take a look; perhaps it will help grasp the details of the novel.

Of course, don’t have high expectations of the artwork.

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