Chapter 733 - Sunset
Chapter 733 of "Red Heart Patrols the Sky" unveils a new twist: Song Hengjiang sighed, âThings have come to this, thereâs not much else to say.âZhuang Chenggan... See what happens!
Song Hengjiang sighed, âThings have come to this, thereâs not much else to say.âZhuang Chenggan said bitterly, âI have wronged Wanxi, and the Zhuang family has wronged the Song family.
Seeing things become like this today, I might as well have died at the hands of Bone Tao back then, with both body and soul annihilated!â
Song Hengjiang lowered his eyes, hiding the sorrow within them, âSince you have already been resurrected in anotherâs body, returning to your cultivation level from back then is just a matter of time.
From now on, you just need to teach Gao Xian well.
After all, he is Wanxiâs grandson, and his nature is not too bad.â
âIf Wanxi were still here, Mingkai wouldnât have died, and Gao Xian wouldnât have ended up like thisâŚâ Zhuang Chengganâs eyes reddened, his voice hoarse with bitterness: âItâs all my fault for not taking good care of Wanxi, giving Bone Tao an opportunity to exploit.â
Song Hengjiang turned to look at Song Wanxi, whose eyes were already closed, âNo matter how much more we say these words, Wanxi wonât come back.â
Because of Song Wanxiâs death, he certainly had grievances against Zhuang Chenggan.
But there was no hatred, after all, the murderer was Bone Tao, and the enemy behind it was Bone Respecting God, and back then, he and Zhuang Chenggan truly had a deep brotherly bond.
Moreover, objectively looking at the current situation, Zhuang Chengganâs resurrection should be a good thing for him and the Qingjiang Aquatic Clan.
Zhuang Gaoxian, an obvious lack of respect towards the Qingjiang Aquatic Clan, and his body wouldnât last much longer, Song Hengjiang had always been worried about the future of the Qingjiang Aquatic Clan.
If Zhuang Chenggan could return to his peak and take back controlâŚ
then the future of the Qingjiang Aquatic Clan could be hopeful again.
After all, during Zhuang Chengganâs era, within Zhuang Region, the Human Race and Water Race always coexisted equally.
No matter how Zhuang Chenggan treated outsiders, no matter how cold he was, he always treated Song Hengjiang with respect.
He truly loved Song Wanxi, and always maintained respect for the Water Race.
He would never forget the rage and frenzy Zhuang Chenggan showed when facing Bone Respecting God.
Even during Zhuang Gaoxianâs era, when the attitude of Zhuang Ting was completely different, he never blamed Zhuang Chenggan.
After all, the person had died, and policies dying with their maker was nothing out of the ordinary.
Now that Zhuang Chenggan had been resurrected and returned, after he passed, Zhuang Chenggan could also look after the hot-blooded Song Qingyue.
Because of all these various reasons, Song Hengjiangâs resentment was not very deep.
He simply blurted out a sentence and, worried about stimulating Zhuang Chenggan, immediately turned to ask, âI have always used water to sink the glazed glass coffin and seal Wanxiâs demonic Qi, how did you open her seal?â
He didnât doubt how Song Wanxi and Zhuang Chenggan could have fought; it was quite normal for Song Wanxi, who had entered demonhood and lost her spiritual intelligence and memory, to attack living beings.
âIt was after I entered the Demon Grotto that I learned that you, elder brother, had led Wanxi to demonhood, preserving her life force,â Zhuang Chenggan slowly narrated.
âBy chance, I knew of a secret technique that could use another spirit to replace hers and bring back her memory and intelligence.
After so many years, the cause of her death had dissipated, so there was a chance to use the Dark Candle to transfer her memory and intelligenceâŚâ
His voice had no special expression but naturally possessed a power that beguiled souls.
Song Hengjiangâs face twitched with wrinkles, instantly becoming excited, âDo you mean Wanxi can be resurrected?â
Zhuang Chenggan said with a bitter tone, âThere is only such a possibility.
I was just making an attempt, trying to replace her demonhood myself.
If Wanxi can be resurrected, even if I become demonized or die, I am willing.
ButâŚâ
He knew Song Hengjiang too well, understood too well the character of his sworn elder brother, and was all too aware of his weaknesses and critical points, so he knew exactly how to influence his decisions.
âBut what?â Song Hengjiang asked urgently.
âBut my current cultivation is too weak, and my spirit is too damaged, not enough to replace her demonhood.
Just after I released her seal, I was not careful and almost got killed by her.
I could only think of ways to seal her again, and then you cameâŚâ
Every person has many choices in their lifetime.
Whether to go left or right can sometimes result in an entirely different life.
Song Hengjiang asked directly, âWhat kind of spirit can replace hers in demonhood?â
âYou must at least expand the Primordial God Sea, and after the Primordial Spirit sits in the Divine Mansion, you can do it.
Because Wanxiâs body now has the potential to achieve a True Devilâs Body.
Ordinary spirits canât withstand the invasion of demonic Qi.â
To expand the Primordial God Sea and to have the Primordial Spirit sit in the Divine Mansion is to reach the Divine Arrival Realm!
In other wordsâŚ
Song Hengjiang was a suitable candidate.
Song Hengjiang did not hesitate and simply asked, âCan I do it?â
âHow can this be!â
Zhuang Chenggan decisively refused, the tone as resolute as a blade falling, âElder brother, you are the master of Qing River, responsible for an entire race, how can you risk such a danger!â
He earnestly said, âWait for me to recover to the Divine Arrival Realm and nourish my spirit, then I can do it myself.â
âHow long will it take for you to recover to the Divine Arrival Realm?â Song Hengjiang asked.
âGiven the talent of this body, at most twenty yearsâŚâ Zhuang Chenggan clenched his teeth, âAt least ten years!â
Having extricated himself from a battle stance, the age-weary Song Hengjiang shook his head and sighed, âIâm afraid your brother might not be able to wait for ten years.â
âZhuang Chengganâ was unwilling to give up, âPerhaps we can find a way and capture another Godly cultivator.
For the sake of Wanxi, incurring some infamy is worth it.â
âCapture whom?â countered Song Hengjiang, âWhich Godly cultivator isnât well-known?
Digging up a radish will bring out the mud.
If word gets out and we get attacked, with the Water Race already being weak and Wanxi having a demonic body, can she even survive?
Even Qingyue and Qingzhi would be implicated.â
He let out a long sigh, âI donât have many years left to live anyway.
If I can use my remaining life to save Wanxi, that would be the best outcome.
With you two looking after the Qingjiang Water Race, I can rest assured.â
âZhuang Chengganâs voice choked up, âBig brotherâŚ
what am I to do, howâŚ
how can IâŚâ
âThereâs no need for such sentimentality,â Song Hengjiang waved his hand and said decisively, âTell me, how confident are you in this secret technique?â
âZhuang Chengganâ wiped away tears and clenched his teeth, âUsing someone elseâs spirit, considering their struggle, perhaps thereâs only a thirty percent chance.
But with you willingly cooperating, big brotherâŚ
there could be a sixty percent chance!â
He did not claim to be completely certain, because that was simply unrealistic.
Song Hengjiang gently closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were extremely calm.
âThat is enough,â he said.
Deep in the Inner Mansion, Jiang Wang was stunned.
Was Zhuang Chenggan planning to talk Song Hengjiang to death with mere words?
He was one hundred percent certain that Zhuang Chenggan was lying.
Before Zhuang Chengganâs identity was exposed, he also attempted to coax Jiang Wang into becoming a True Devil for Song Wanxi, promising him power for revenge.
This showed that Zhuang Chenggan was accustomed to manipulating peopleâs hearts, always targeting someoneâs deepest vulnerabilities.
However, Jiang Wang had always been wary of Jiang Yan, so he never fell for it.
But Song Hengjiang apparently trusted Zhuang Chenggan very much.
After all, over three hundred years ago, in the founding war, Song Hengjiang had fought to the death beside Zhuang Chenggan at Lan River to help establish Zhuang Country.
From their recent conversation, it was clear that Song Hengjiang had once again teamed up with Zhuang Chenggan in the battle to eradicate Bone Tao and faced the Bone Respecting God, sustaining irreversible injuries in the process.
Part of his motivation was certainly Song Wanxi, but his trust in Zhuang Chenggan was also without reserve, treating him as a blood brother.
And now, with just a few words from Zhuang Chenggan, Song Hengjiang was actually ready to sacrifice himself.
Although it was to save a beloved family member, wasnât it also due to his trust in Zhuang Chenggan?
It sounded absurd, hardly befitting the wisdom expected of the master of the vast Qing River.
But it was indeed happening.
Sometimes itâs not the deceit that is so clever or the deceived that is so foolish.
Those who get deceived have opened their hearts to trust you!
Just like Song Hengjiang did for Zhuang Chenggan, just like Jiang Wang did for Fang Pengju.
Jiang Wang could no longer wait; if he did, Zhuang Chenggan would have completely devoured Song Hengjiang, robbing him of this wildcard to disrupt the game board, and his death would be certain!
So he stopped his search for a breakthrough deep inside the Inner Mansion, gathered all his spirit and soul power around the Divine Power Seed, and took control of the Inner Mansion.
He unleashed the only counterattack force he had!
Tongtian Palace was stationed above the Heaven and Earth Lonely Island, currently occupied by Zhuang Chengganâs spirit.
And above the Heaven and Earth Lonely Island, the ruins of the Cloud Top Fairy Palace began to rumble and move.
Above the Cloud Top Fairy Palace, the Inner Mansion that shone like the sunâŚ
Crashed down!
ps: Today is the first anniversary of the serialization of âDevoted Heart, Traversing the HeavensââŚ
I have actually persisted for a whole year.
I have many mixed feelings that are hard to express at the moment.
Thanks to the readers who have stayed with me all this time, thank you all.