Red Heart Patrols the Sky

His red cloak fluttered in the high sky, like a surging blood-colored celestial river!

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"Was the matter with Qi Country’s Jiang Wang done by you?" A voice asked in the darkness, where you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.

It was an old man’s voice, but not decrepit; it flowed with the wisdom of the ages.

Next, a middle-aged man’s voice sounded with a bit of impatience: "I am not that idle."

The old man’s voice asked again: "Was it done by Shenxia?"

A young man’s voice replied: "Why should the Saint Duke ask such a question? We drink the waters of the gutter, aiming to cleanse the world’s filth. In internal conflicts within the Monster Realm, and in betraying the Human Race, such a great injustice, how could I be responsible?"

The old man’s voice paused for a moment and then asked: "Then, could it be Zhao Zi acting on her own initiative? She always has ideas and little apprehension."

The young voice, representing Shenxia, replied: "For a mere God Arrives, if Zhao Zi really wanted to kill him, would she have needed to go to the trouble of going to the Monster Realm to strike?"

The ageless voice was the Saint Duke, the young voice was Shenxia, and the middle-aged voice was naturally King Zhao.

Of course, all these voices did not reveal their true forms, were unfathomable, undecipherable, distorted and fleeting.

This was merely the state of interaction when the three highest leaders of Equality Country were together.

"I’ve already understood the course of events." King Zhao said with some tiredness: "To kill a person like this, taking so much time and effort and being of no benefit, no Dao Protector would need to do such a thing. Because we don’t need to conceal it when we kill a Jiang Wang, nor do we fear publicizing it. As for that young man named Mei Xuelin, he should have been discovered early on and then conveniently used during this time... The strong’s tentacles are everywhere in the world; it is very difficult for us to hide all our companions."

The ageless voice said: "It truly is a great black pot to take on. Someone intends to use our hands to achieve their goals."

"Who could it be?" King Zhao curiously asked: "Jinguo? Mugu? Chuguo? Qing Country? Jingguo? Even Qi Country’s own people? These so-called empires have all done their fair share of dirty deeds behind the scenes."

The Saint Duke’s voice was always profound without disturbance. King Zhao’s voice was always filled with emotion, all kinds of emotion. Shenxia’s voice was, most of the time, rich in passion.

This is also three forms of engaging with the world.

They walked the same path but each had their own ambitions.

The ageless voice said: "Not wanting to see Qi Country grow too strong is not exclusive to any single country. And those who wish to watch the spectacle extend beyond these six countries."

"I think it’s Jinguo," King Zhao’s voice suddenly said.

"How can you tell?" Shenxia asked.

King Zhao lazily laughed twice and then said: "I don’t care but the best outcome is if Qi Country thinks so too. If the old rules are not broken, new ones cannot be born. Over the years, their wars have been restrained, either fought in the Valley plains or on Star Moon Plain, either Sheng Country or Summer Country... How can they continue to be so restrained? Jinguo should be the one to break these rules."

Saint Duke said: "If it’s intentional, it can’t conceal the traces and becomes unattractive. Let’s let things flow naturally and let them suspect among themselves. We are just to fan the flames, not set the fire... Make it clear that this matter has nothing to do with Equality Country."

"That makes sense." Shenxia said: "The flames spreading across the plain should be received from heaven, there is guilt if received from people."

"Haha... Then I agree too." King Zhao said, his voice gradually fading away.

Thus darkness returned to darkness.

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"Jiang Wang, a righteous man.

His words and deeds, should earn him the title of ’man’.

Although confined to his environment, not understanding the greatness of equality. He still upholds chivalry, punishing evil and promoting good. Braving dangerous lands, slaying demons and eliminating devils. He serves others with righteousness and himself with faith.

He is not a compatriot, but may be a traveler of the night.

When the world achieves equality one day, it won’t be surprising to see him return from his lost path.

Nowadays people envy his talent, collude with the Demon clan, causing the hero to die prematurely, with his achievements unfinished.

Those who hear of this can’t help but deeply hate human traitors and lament the hero.

Equality Country also mourns him greatly! A deep condolence indeed!

Our ideals are distant, reality is incredibly hard. Grieving from suffering, ashamed of our empty pockets.

A bag of fine rice sent with the document, as burial money.

Each grain is hard work, each word is heartfelt."

Unknowingly, it was quietly posted outside the old mountain residence, and was roughly torn down.

The flowing radiance upon it silently extinguished.

The end of the document was stamped with Equality Country’s special mark—there are not many in the world who would dare imitate it.

"What the hell is this bullshit article!"

"To hell with your ’each grain is hard work, each word is heartfelt’!"

Xiang Qian crumpled the document into a ball in a few motions and threw it on the ground: "Even if Jiang Wang was nothing particularly special, he’s destined to be a luminous figure in the annals of history. Does he need to be mourned by this group of gutter rats?"

He rarely swore and was even too lazy to talk, but he was extremely out of character.

He had already left Qi Country and was about to travel the world with his sword, planning to visit the grassland next.

But while he was still on the road, he heard news of Jiang Wang’s incident—it spread surprisingly fast. The events that happened behind the gate of all demons spread to major nations within three days. Of course, Jiang Wang’s reputation reaching its peak after chasing down Zhang Linchuan for thousands of miles has much to do with it, along with certain unclear motives from some factions aiding in its spread.

Xiang Qian immediately turned around and rushed to South Xia swiftly.

If you disregard Bai Yuxia, among Jiang Wang’s subordinates, he was most familiar with Dugu Xiao, having once fought together in Green sheep town. He also knew Jiang Wang trusted Dugu Xiao immensely, having established a special communication channel with him.

He came to South Xia for two reasons: one was to provide martial support to Dugu Xiao, to prevent any mishaps in Jiang Wang’s domain. The second was to confirm the situation through Dugu Xiao.

He had been to Lingxiao Secret Land and met Little An’an, knowing Jiang Wang had a younger sister.

If Jiang Wang really encountered an accident, then all he painstakingly achieved should naturally be inherited by Jiang Anan.

As Jiang Wang’s friend, he had the duty to protect all of this if something happened to Jiang Wang.

The document from Equality Country arrived unexpectedly.

The guards did not dare to tear it down; after all, the name Equality Country was renowned.

Only the person, often thought of as a "freeloading poor relative" by many people in the Marquis Mansion, now showed his edge, not only tearing it down but also cursing it.

At this time, Dugu Xiao also came out from the mansion, walked to his side, and bent down to pick up the crumpled paper from the ground.

"Why are you picking it up?" Xiang Qian frowned.

Dugu Xiao carefully unfolded the paper ball, smoothing out the creases, ensuring the mark from Equality Country wasn’t damaged, and then folded it neatly and put it away.

She also picked up the small bag of fine rice on the ground and walked back.

"It’s always necessary to show it to Lord Chongxuan. Besides..."

"No matter what, if the master really is in trouble, at least we can confirm it’s not related to Equality Country. I’ve heard Equality Country hasn’t denied anything they’ve done. So one less enemy for me."

Her voice was so light, her figure still so slender, and her cultivation was just mediocre.

But Xiang Qian inexplicably felt a chill.

Some people’s acts of good or evil actually have nothing to do with the world. It is only related to Jiang Wang.

Is Dugu Xiao the only one like this?

Wasn’t there a time when Xiang Qian looked at this person’s light, finding courage to move forward?

He caught up to her and asked: "Still can’t reach your master?"

Dugu Xiao shook her head, her thin face finally showing a brief confusion: "Since the Marquis went to the Monster Realm, none of the deific statues in Tongtian Palace have responded. From receiving the news until now, I’ve been communicating with the statue every hour, but nothing has changed."

The well-traveled Xiang Qian naturally knew why.

As Jiang Wang’s power, whom Dugu Xiao worships as a deity, is not enough to pierce through the divide between the Two Realms. No matter how many times Dugu Xiao communicates, there won’t be feedback. It may not even be connected to Jiang Wang’s life or death.

But he did not persuade Dugu Xiao to stop doing this.

Because people always need something to support themselves.

So he simply said: "Maybe he feels lonely at the moment, needing your call greatly."

Dugu Xiao didn’t speak, just held tight to the bag of fine rice.

She needed greatly to be needed by him.

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