Red Heart Patrols the Sky
Chapter 64 - 64 60 Can You Hear the Crane's Cry_1

64: Chapter 60 Can You Hear the Crane’s Cry?_1 64: Chapter 60 Can You Hear the Crane’s Cry?_1 The Fang Family’s territory is located in the western part of the city.

Or rather, the entire area of Fenglin City’s prominent households and noble families is clustered in the western city district.

Among them, the Zhang Family’s land is positioned to the east, close to the Town Lord’s mansion.

The Wang Family’s land leans to the north, nearer to the armory.

The Fang Family’s territory is the farthest south, incidentally the closest among the three major surnames to places like Three Fragrances Tower and Datong Gambling House, where riches are squandered.

Other families are sparsely scattered among the three major surnames, serving as a buffer.

To get to the Fang Family’s land from Jiang Wang’s current location, naturally, the shortest route would be to pass directly in front of the Town Lord’s mansion.

However, the bald man would obviously not agree to this route, and Jiang Wang wouldn’t even propose it.

He suggested that the two of them should take the south gate, cross through the area where commoners live, reach the Datong Gambling House, and then pass nearby the Three Fragrances Tower to go directly to the Fang Family’s land.

Although this route took quite a detour, it was undoubtedly very secure for the bald man.

The journey was very smooth, and when running into patrolling City Guard Army units, Jiang Wang even actively helped to cover for the bald man.

Now, they finally arrived in front of the Fang Family’s territory.

At this moment, the sky was gradually darkening.

…

In Jiang Family’s Feima Alley.

Ling He suddenly stood up, “We can’t wait any longer!”

They all knew that Jiang Wang couldn’t possibly miss such an important moment as Jiang Anan’s birthday.

Initially, they thought maybe Jiang Wang had gone to prepare some other surprise, but now it was almost night.

No matter the surprise, it couldn’t warrant missing the time.

Something must have happened to Jiang Wang.

Zhao Rucheng held down Ling He, “You stay here with Anan.

My family has many people; I’ll go have a look.”

The Zhao Family was wealthy and had plenty of manpower.

If they needed to look for someone, Zhao Rucheng would be much more useful than Ling He.

And Anan definitely needed someone to stay with her.

Otherwise, even if they found Jiang Wang, if anything happened to Anan, Jiang Wang would not forgive them.

Ling He naturally understood this reasoning, so he had no choice but to agree.

The fragrance of the food had lingered for a long while, Anan was very hungry, but she had no appetite.

“Where did Brother go?” she asked.

Zhao Rucheng gave Ling He a meaningful look, then he said, “He probably went to Fengxi Town to buy a sugar figurine for you, didn’t you always say you wanted to eat that sugar figurine from someone’s shop there?”

“Grandfather Zhang’s house!” Jiang Anan crisply supplemented.

“Right!” Zhao Rucheng said, “But it’s getting dark, and I’m afraid your brother won’t see the path clearly.

I’ll take a lantern to meet him.”

…

What is called “the Fang Family’s territory” didn’t have a clear boundary, nor were there walls or fences separating inside from outside.

It was just a large area traditionally established, where the Fang Family’s people had gathered from generation to generation, and over time it naturally became their territory.

“We’d better sneak in and avoid alarming others,” Jiang Wang suggested, “Otherwise, if they ask about you, I won’t be able to explain.”

Visiting a friend’s home and bringing along an outsider was not proper.

Jiang Wang’s suggestion made sense.

“Where is that small courtyard you mentioned?”

Jiang Wang pointed confidently in a direction.

Inside, however, he was repeatedly pondering.

His major disadvantage was that he had not yet established a foundation, while the bald man was a Grade-6 cultivator at the Ascending Dragon Realm.

The gap in their realms was as wide as a chasm.

But his major advantage also lay in the fact that he had not established a foundation.

Despite lacking a foundation, relying on the Transcendent Sword Manual and the Soldier Home Body Refinement Technique, he had strength surpassing that of an ordinary Roaming Meridian Realm cultivator.

This was something the bald man could not have predicted in advance, and it would undoubtedly be a surprise to him.

Jiang Wang had one advantage – a surprise, a chance to catch him off guard.

And there was only one chance.

Throughout the journey, the bald man had kept his arm around Jiang Wang’s shoulders, and now, with a light tug, the two of them turned into a shadow and slipped into the shadow of a passerby ahead.

After following the person a short distance, the bald man pulled Jiang Wang out and asked, “Then what?

Which way to go?”

Jiang Wang didn’t hide his amazement at this secret technique.

After looking at the road, he pointed in another direction.

The bald man chuckled softly, “This shadow concealment technique is not hard to learn, as long as you follow my orders, I can teach you.”

He then pulled Jiang Wang back into the shadows again.

After several continuous moves, the night had completely enveloped the sky, and the two had drifted into the small courtyard that Fang Pengju had once taken Jiang Wang to.

This almost noiseless leaping method raised Jiang Wang’s vigilance even more.

Fortunately, this place had indeed not been allocated to anyone else and was simply left deserted.

This small courtyard had been left to Fang Pengju by his deceased father, and due to its special location, it was hardly visited by anyone.

Of course, even if this set of courtyard homes were assigned away by the Fang Family, Jiang Wang had a say.

His friend almost never returned to reside here, so it would be normal to offer it to clan members, and he himself had not visited for a long time, so being unaware was reasonable.

Inhaling the scent of dust of the long-unoccupied residence, the bald man nodded in satisfaction.

In accordance with his habit, he naturally would kill and take one’s heart immediately.

However, Jiang Wang had already started introducing naturally, “Three rooms ahead in this courtyard, there’s a large dining hall where you can steal something to eat.”

Jiang Wang, with his back to the bald man, pointed in the direction of the dining hall.

“My friend dislikes the constraints of the clan and almost never comes back to live here.”

He then turned in another direction and said, “The patrol time for the Fang family’s guards is…”

The sword light flashed violently!

Without any hesitation or delay, Jiang Wang suddenly drew his sword!

“Purple Qi Eastward,” the first technique in the “Sword of Slaying,” and the fastest among the five killing techniques.

But this sword was not aimed at attacking the bald man.

Instead, it carried Jiang Wang and propelled them both over the high wall and into the adjacent courtyard!

The bald man was by no means sluggish, but Jiang Wang was speaking about the Fang family’s guard patrol times, which were critical for him to hide out here.

However, it never crossed his mind that the person speaking would suddenly lunge into action.

What the bald man hadn’t anticipated was that this unestablished youngster possessed such an extraordinarily quick sword.

It far surpassed his assessment of this power level, causing him to grasp at thin air!

“Who dares to intrude upon the Fang family ancestral hall uninvited?”

Just as Jiang Wang leaped into the neighboring courtyard, he heard an explosive shout as a white-haired elder sprang from a room.

Yes, the small courtyard where Fang Pengju once lived was right next to the Fang family ancestral hall.

This was the reliance upon which Jiang Wang was delaying!

Fang Pengju’s father, after losing hope in his cultivation, had been arranged to stay here as a caretaker of the Fang family’s ancestral hall.

Of course, the real caretaker was not him; he was only responsible for cleaning the courtyard and washing the ancestral tablets, which was actually a form of humiliation.

He bore it silently, placing all his hopes on his son.

Fang Pengju grew up in this courtyard, and after his talents gradually revealed themselves, he even chose not to move to another residence.

Jiang Wang had a plan all along, and upon making eye contact with the white-haired elder, he fled instantly while shouting loudly with the power of Path Origin, “Heart-devouring Fiend!

Today you shall meet your end here!”

Xiong Wen, who then chased into the Fang family ancestral hall, was shocked alongside the white-haired elder.

The former was shocked that his identity had been recognized, and the latter was shocked by the notoriety of the Heart-devouring Fiend.

But such thoughts were fleeting, as the two men were now face-to-face and there was no way they wouldn’t test each other.

Especially since the white-haired elder was in charge of the Fang family ancestral hall, how could he possibly desert his duty just because of some blustering reputation?

He had been preparing his Dao Technique since the moment he sprang out from the room, originally intending it for the sword-wielding thief, but now his hands rubbed together, sending a volley of feather-tailed arrows piercing through the air.

Fang family inherited Dao Technique, Thousand Feather Arrows.

To tell the truth, this Dao Technique was not more sophisticated than those taught in Dao institutions; it was even somewhat crude.

Its seals were complicated, its feather flourishes more showy than practical.

The continuous innovations in Dao Techniques within the Dao institutions were also why family-style cultivations were gradually fading away.

However, the elder, after all these years immersed in this technique, had become adept at variations, and combined with his Grade-8 Zhou Tian Jing cultivation, its power should not be underestimated.

But Xiong Wen simply let out a roar.

The powerful force of his Path Origin disrupted the Dao Technique through sound waves, scattering many of the feather arrows.

He carelessly shattered several arrows aiming for vital spots and rammed into the white-haired elder, his hand plunging into his chest to seize his heart!

With Jiang Wang’s earlier shout, his whereabouts had been exposed, and he needed to escape quickly.

Thus, he employed thunderous tactics, preferring to sustain minor injuries to instantly kill his opponent.

Xiong Wen glanced at the shriveled heart in his hand and casually tossed it to the ground, “Disgusting.”

The white-haired elder hadn’t anticipated he couldn’t even withstand one move, but he was determined to surprise his assailant.

Watching his aged heart fly away, with his last strength, he channeled all the Path Origin within Tongtian Palace into the command seal in his hand.

A brilliant light shone forth.

The entire Fang family ancestral hall was enveloped in a layer of cleansing light, atop which lingered the phantom of an ethereal crane.

It stood tall and noble, its eyes conveying a cold luminescence.

With his final breath, the white-haired elder activated the protective formation of the Fang family ancestral hall.

He faintly heard the sound of the crane’s call.