Red Heart Patrols the Sky - Chapter 791 - Diviner

Chapter 791 - Diviner

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Chapter 791 of "Red Heart Patrols the Sky" introduces the scene: In some nameless wilderness.Fang Helling, the demon-hearted, stood leaning against a thorny tree, silently wiping... Keep going!

In some nameless wilderness.Fang Helling, the demon-hearted, stood leaning against a thorny tree, silently wiping his dagger, paying no mind to the wound on his body.

Li Shou was sitting cross-legged on the grass, grimacing as he bandaged one hand with the other.

Not far from him, Zheng Fat lay on his back, his body a blurred mess of blood, gasping for breath.

After lying for a while, he turned his head and saw Yanzi and Liang Jiu sitting side by side on a small slope, hand in hand, and couldn’t help but spit out blood-tinged spit, “Damn, bringing a pretty boy in times like these!”

Li Shou bared his teeth, replying acidly, “Running fast is amazing, huh?”

“Ha,” Yanzi scoffed coldly, “You wouldn’t understand the pleasures of a pretty boy.”

Compared to the others, she was unscathed.

Liang Jiu, who was holding hands with her, was also remarkably untroubled.

Escaping the pursuit led by Yanzi, he didn’t even have a scratch—fortuitous indeed.

Of course, had it not been for Yanzi…

as a man of clear standing from Yong Country, he wasn’t meant to flee from any pursuit in the first place.

His face showed some embarrassment at the moment, but he soon forced a smile.

Being derided and looked down upon was not important; what mattered was pleasing Yanzi.

Now claiming he had nothing to do with the demons, nobody would believe him.

It was foreseeable that for a long while to come, he would have to mix among these demons.

With words causing no harm to Yanzi, Zheng Fat turned back, cursing at the sky, “Goddamn Yao Qi, I’ll split him open one day!”

“And slice his flesh!” Li Shou chimed in.

“You think he deserves it, right?” Zheng Fat grumbled, “The bastard is now all about showing off, running faster than a dog.

Xue Mingyi is in the southern prefecture, didn’t even come close to Shunan, yet he raced ahead to Hechang!”

“Way overdue for a lesson!” Li Shou expressed his agreement without hesitation.

He not only agreed himself but called for others to join in, shooting a glare at Liang Jiu, “Isn’t that right, what my third brother said?”

“Ah, right, right,” Liang Jiu hurriedly agreed.

Yanzi pinched his hand, signaling him not to be afraid.

“What about that waste!

Why doesn’t he speak?” Li Shou glared toward Fang Helling in front of the thorny tree.

Fang Helling raised his head, his blood-red eyes scanning over this way.

“Right,” he said.

“Li Number Four!” Yanzi called out.

“Ah, it’s pointless,” Li Shou shook his head, “It’s like I’m bullying him.

When Yao Qi was biting madly, I saved his life.”

“So rude!” Zheng Fat suddenly said, “What ‘Number Four’ ‘Number Four’?

That’s your fourth brother, understand?”

“Yes, yes,” Li Shou also realized, and glared discontentedly at Yanzi, “Why don’t you respect me?”

“From now on, you’re not allowed to call Little He ‘Number Four’!” Yanzi commanded.

“Why not?” Zheng Fat’s eyes suddenly bulged.

“Indeed!” Li Shou backed him up.

Yanzi retorted angrily, “Little He came with me purely to help the two of you.

We didn’t get any benefit from this at all.

How can you not appreciate what’s been done for you?”

“What’s that got to do with whether he’s a waste or not?” Zheng Fat wondered.

“Yeah, what does it have to do with anything?” Li Shou asked too.

Yanzi stomped her foot in frustration, “You’re both such jerks!”

Fang Helling, the subject of their criticism, had from the beginning to the end shown no reaction and returned to wiping his dagger.

Liang Jiu kept quiet, knowing he had no place to speak up.

Yanzi might say she liked him, but when Zheng Fat called him a pretty boy, Yanzi herself agreed.

And when Li Shou called the man with the blood-red eyes a waste, Yanzi immediately objected.

Among these four demons, the one with blood-red eyes seemed to have the lowest status.

But even so, in Yanzi’s heart, he was much more important than Liang Jiu.

Love or like, Yanzi could say it easily, but he himself needed to understand that he was not so “favored.”

He just listened silently to the demons’ squabble, trying to discern their temperaments, looking for ways to get along with them peacefully.

Only then might he be able to survive a bit longer.

Speak less, do more, and be more diligent.

But at the next moment, the arguing demons suddenly fell silent.

Liang Jiu felt Yanzi release his hand and saw Zheng Fat, who was sprawled on the ground, abruptly stand straight up, and Li Shou, with his hand bandaged like a zongzi, jumped to his feet, ready for action.

Fang Helling stood firmly and stopped his dagger-cleaning motion.

He didn’t know what had happened, but instinctively looked to the west.

He didn’t know what was in the west.

But it seemed a voice was telling him—look over here.

So, he looked.

Within his line of sight, a middle-aged man dressed in literati attire strolled leisurely forward, his movements smooth yet strangely swift, as the grass parted around him like flowing water, reluctant to hinder his progress.

He had three long beards, his face thin and his eyes exceptionally bright, as though they could see right through people’s hearts.

When the man’s gaze turned in his direction, Liang Jiu hastily looked away.

The person who could make Zheng Fei, Li Shou, and Yanzi all stand up to greet him was surely either the greatest of demons or the second greatest.

Given how powerful and terrifying Zheng Fei and the others already were, just how frightening must this new arrival be?

Yet, he seemed perfectly normal.

He couldn’t help but think to himself.

“Diviner!” Zheng Fei bellowed, “Hurry and divine for me, where has my toy run off to?”

“No rush, no rush,” the man called ‘Diviner’ seemed to have a good temper and a calm voice.

As he walked, he asked, “How is the balance of blood?”

“Got it!” Zheng Fei grinned with a smile.

“Two pieces!” Li Shou followed with a laugh.

The bearded man also laughed, “Have you taken them?”

“Eaten!” said Zheng Fei.

“Not tasty,” Li Shou commented.

“How do you feel?” the bearded man stopped in his tracks, looking at Zheng Fei, “Is your karmic retribution still effective?”

Liang Jiu noticed that when this man only questioned Zheng Fei, Li Shou remained unusually silent.

With a playful laugh, Zheng Fei said, “Those surnamed Yao all suffered losses because of me!”

“What about your ‘Mutual Destruction’?” the bearded man then asked Li Shou.

It was then that Li Shou responded, “Seems like there’s some change, but I can’t quite articulate the details.

I’m also confused.”

“No matter,” the bearded man said with a laugh, his voice encouraging, “The good stuff left from Ancient Times requires time to meld properly.

When the balance of blood truly balances you both, you will be formidable!”

“As powerful as the old man?” Zheng Fei asked excitedly.

“How much more do we need?” Li Shou pressed on.

The bearded man couldn’t make himself smile anymore, sighing with resignation, “I need to know how far the old man has gotten.”

“Divine for him!” Zheng Fei said.

“Cast his divination,” Li Shou egged on as well.

The bearded man pinched his long beard, his face once again wearing a genial smile as he regarded Zheng Fei, “Are you inviting me to divine?”

“Elder Brother,” Zheng Fei turned to look at Li Shou, “I’ve lost too much blood and feel a bit dizzy now.”

“Then you should rest first, brother.

Your health is most important,” Li Shou said with concern.

With earnestness, Zheng Fei told him, “Don’t forget to remind the Diviner to divine where our toy has gone.”

It was as if he could no longer see the existence of the bearded man.

“Alright, I won’t forget,” Li Shou cooperated tacitly.

So, Zheng Fei really did lie down, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep, snoring away.

The bearded man didn’t take offense, merely giving Fang Helling a glance, “Can you still hold up?”

“I can,” Fang Helling said succinctly.

Only then did the bearded man turn back to Li Shou, “What toy are you talking about?”

“A young man, this tall, this wide…” Li Elder Brother gestured somewhat, his bandaged hand not very convenient, and spoke somewhat fuzzily.

He seemed to enjoy it, “In our possession, he snatched a disciple from the Feng and Chi Branches.

We couldn’t catch up.”

The bearded man listened carelessly at first, but when he heard the latter part, he stroked his beard, showing interest.

He turned his head toward Yanzi, “Even Unveiled can’t catch up?”

“I don’t know,” Yanzi answered, “I didn’t chase.”

The bearded man nodded, not inquiring further.

“Alright then,” he said as he gently rolled up his sleeve, “I will cast a divination.”

“Don’t!” Yanzi interjected, “Not here.”

“Why not?” It was Li Shou who asked.

Yanzi glared at him fiercely, “Without a blood sacrifice, how would you have the Diviner calculate?”

Is his name actually Diviner, or is that his title?

And what about the blood sacrifice?

As Liang Jiu pondered, he suddenly met the gaze of the bearded man.

The bearded man, called the Diviner, looked at Liang Jiu very ordinarily.

As if he was just a passerby on the roadside, casual and common.

“Isn’t this one?” he said.

Liang Jiu’s limbs turned ice cold!

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