Red Heart Patrols the Sky

Chapter 2586 - 127: The Cangsheng Pities Me, I Pity the Cangsheng!

Except for absorbing divine faith, he would never pay attention to these things.His footsteps were not heavy; he would never be bound by events that were already past. To a true strong person, no matter how great the failure, the pain should be fleeting, for prolonged pain only extends the failure.

He only looked forward, seeking higher ground.

The future still held endless possibilities. Even in the Underworld, his rebirth could begin.

Perhaps the foundation should be built upon the authority of Bai Gu...

But his steps halted again.

Because before him, there emerged a door flowing with ethereal light.

And two old friends, whom he had met not long ago, stepped out from it.

Oh, how life brings unexpected encounters everywhere!

He thought of seeing them again, never expecting it to be so soon.

At this moment, Zhang Linchuan’s mind was flooded with light, instantly unlocking a sealed scene from Lu Yan’s memory—

It was in front of a clear stream.

Plop, Lu Yan tossed a doll into the water.

Ripples spread.

Just across the stream, a calm and detached angler looked over, "I say, you scared away my fish."

The image shattered instantly.

This memory was one even Lu Yan himself did not recall. Therefore, it wasn’t immediately captured by Zhang Linchuan.

It turned out that at that time, Wang Changji had already caught up with Lu Yan, thus leaving a technique on Lu Yan.

In other words, Wang Changji could have resolved him, Zhang Linchuan, much earlier, whether by leveraging the power of the True Man from Jing Country, Wei Country, or Mount Sumeru, as long as enough information was given, he would inevitably have died. But what Wang Changji sought was for him, Zhang Linchuan, to die thoroughly!

So he waited for him to reveal all his cards and complete all his efforts before showing up!

It turned out Jiang Wang had been tirelessly tailing him, steadfastly awaiting the convergence of the bright and dark lines; he and Wang Changji’s tacit understanding was earlier and deeper than imagined!

So this was his first tribulation, a life-and-death disaster that should be traced back to Yanyun Mountain...

With a Taoist heart as firm as Zhang Linchuan’s, his eyes held a momentary bewilderment.

It turns out the Nine Tribulations Method he used against Heavenly Will hasn’t even successfully passed the first tribulation!

Then what was the courage of mocking the True Men of all sides and provoking the strong of various countries?

Then what was the means of destroying nations and stirring up worldwide turmoil?

Then what was the will to oppose the world, dare to fight Heavenly Will, six tribulations simultaneously crossed?

All was emptiness!

Fate plays with us, fate plays with us.

Only today do I understand why so many heroic figures, unparalleled strongmen, could not escape this foolish lament!

No!

Zhang Linchuan suddenly lifted his eyes.

Even if the heroes of history turn to ashes, even if marquises, generals, and ministers all turn to bones, I refuse to yield!

This lifetime seeks only the strongest path, seeks only the greatest name.

Surveying history, none are like me!

With the yet-to-adapt body of Lu Yan, there was no possibility of victory against either Wang Changji or Jiang Wang.

Zhang Linchuan had always been a very clear-headed person, so he could see reality clearly, seeing that there was no way forward or backward.

But he still spread his arms, his long hair wildly danced, his body surged with Lifeless white aura, and charged at the two in an embrace—

"Here in my World Without Life, I enjoy the blessings of Lifelessness! The longevity of Lifelessness! The prosperity of Lifelessness!"

At this moment, he leaped high, soaring up into the sky.

His consciousness crossed the barriers of time and space, ascending to an unknown place.

With the supreme Lifeless Profound Method, he burned the Tao Path, ignited God nature, forcibly crossed the Long River of fate, to glimpse at what was left of potential futures!

But he only saw, a complex and splendid Star Map filling his view.

In all directions, no matter where he looked, all he saw was the complex Star Map.

True Monarch Ruan Qin had already blocked his future.

He had already destroyed his past, lost his present, and had his future cut off.

At this moment, his eyes widened in rage.

And then a pair of Nether eyes truly cracked open, effervescent terrifying fluid bursting out, staining the angry old face. There was still lightning flickering in the eye sockets, like two tiny Thunder Pools.

All his ambition and determination were imprisoned within his body at this moment, his legs unable to move.

"Cannot step beyond the Thunder Pool!"

As frost wind blew across the Underworld, Jiang Wang made simple progress, lifting his sword, slashing crosswise—

The old head soared high!

The two-part corpse ignited with crimson flames, the Samadhi True Fire just a blaze, leaving emptiness, not even a speck of ashes left. Because he knew so well, it burned too cleanly!

The Underworld, supposed to be unknowing, because of the vivid Samadhi True Fire, gained a bit of sound and color.

A great will passed through the darkness.

But the place was empty, those two discourteous visitors from the present world had vanished.

Came and went in haste, like a grand dream.

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Autumn had already ended.

The windowsill by the lake still blossomed with spring scenery.

In the drifting frost, the flower-laden bonsai seemed somewhat desolate, as if reminiscing the time that couldn’t be reclaimed.

Shuofang Marquis Bao Yi stood with hands behind his back at the windowsill, sighing, "Flying Crane Lake, Flying Crane Lake, I have never seen cranes soaring into the sky."

"That’s simple." Bao Zhongqing, just walked in, face full of joy, said: "My son will catch a flock of Immortal cranes for father tomorrow, let them soar for father to see, one by one."

The amiable Shuofang Marquis did not respond, only said, "What brings you here?"

"Yu Zhi has given birth!" Bao Zhongqing said joyfully, "Your grandson is very healthy! It’s cold outside, so I didn’t dare to bring him out, would father care to see?"

Bao Yi still gazed at the distant haze, after a long time said, "You probably have more to say than just this."

Bao Zhongqing scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, but still smiled brightly, "Father, I’m also a father now, it’s time to have my own career. How about the Annihilation Thunder Army..."

"Do you know what it means to be a father?" Bao Yi suddenly asked.

Bao Zhongqing paused, quickly responded, "Naturally like you, reporting to Court, reassuring the people, standing tall and firm, that’s what father is!"

"The word father describes through its form, holding a staff to teach, holding an axe to labor." Bao Yi turned, eyebrows gently raised, that sense of wealthy ease instantly turned to resolute ruggedness, "I am not a good father. I didn’t educate you well, nor did I protect Bo Zhao."

Bao Zhongqing’s expression changed: "Father, what do you mean by this."

Bao Yi said nothing more. He merely reached out, placing his hand on Bao Zhongqing’s face, and then... pressed down.

The stage on the windowsill still bloomed luminously bright.

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"Waa waa waa~"

The baby in the cradle cried loudly,

Miao Yuzhi, daughter of the Prefectural Governor of Cangshu County, lay on the big bed, expression numbed.

To the matter of her husband seeing the son for the first time, then running off to ask the father-in-law for authority, she wasn’t surprised. Nor did it make her sad.

She could smile, smile happily.

But now there was no one nearby, no need to force it.

She lay quietly on the bed, somewhat dazed.

Sometimes she recalled running with pigtails in flower-blooming butterfly-flying fields as a little child.

Sometimes she recalled... that young hero she tiptoed to observe among the crowd.

Those carefree times, who stole them away?

In haze, she seemed to hear a child’s voice, that child saying—

"Mother, mother, my dear mother."

"Bao Bozhao died silently, Bao Zhongqing married reluctantly."

"No one ever asked if you were willing, if you were happy.

"Mother, my dear mother..."

She felt she must be mistaken, weakly turned to look, the baby in the cradle still cried, waa waa waa.

She tiredly closed her eyes, thus blocking the tears.

And precisely because of this, she didn’t see—

The baby crying loudly in the cradle, his eyes suddenly turned stark white!

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[End of this volume]

[Thank you all for accompanying us, we’ve completed another journey together. "Life is full of wind and rain, how could I walk alone?"

Five days’ rest, and we shall meet on our next journey.]