Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

Chapter 107: Heart without telepathy, body without wings

Jiang Wang and his companions had a big drink, deliberately controlling their Dao Yuan to get themselves drunk. After a chaotic chat, they didn't solve any practical problems.

They couldn't even remember what they said the next day, but vaguely remembered cursing Du Yehu together. However, everyone felt much better in their hearts.

Coincidentally, the person who delivered the letter to Du Yehu arrived in Fenglin City the next day.

There was a sense of telepathy.

The person delivering the letter was a silly and naive soldier, who first went to the Taoist Academy and found Linghe.

Originally, Linghe was disappointed when he didn't see the letter, and almost cried on the spot. Later, he learned that the soldier brought a verbal message, not any kind of consolation.

However, the other party said that this verbal message must be delivered when all three people were present.

Helplessly, Linghe took the soldier and went to Jiang Wang's house, waking up the two drunk guys and finally meeting in Jiang Wang's house.

"Alright, let's get on with it! What's the verbal message? Why make it so fancy!" Zhao Rucheng yawned and impatiently asked.

He always had a bad temper when waking up, and at this moment, his resentment towards Du Yehu had reached its peak.

Jiang An'an had been sent to the school by Tang Dun, and Jiang Wang was slowly guiding a thin stream of water to brush his teeth.

The soldier looked at him and whispered, "Du Yehu said that he wants you three to listen obediently."

"What kind of face is that? I won't listen!" Zhao Rucheng angrily turned around to leave.

Linghe grabbed him and acted as a peacemaker. "Listen to what nonsense he's spouting, it won't hurt to stay a bit longer."

"Poof, cough, cough!" Jiang Wang choked on the water in his throat.

Even Linghe, who was such a simple person, couldn't help but make a sarcastic comment, showing how much Du Yehu needed to be disciplined.

He was curious, so he didn't bother brushing his teeth anymore. He casually summoned three chairs and placed them in the courtyard, sitting in the middle.

Linghe pulled Zhao Rucheng to sit down as well.

"Alright, we're being obedient. Speak up."

Zhao Rucheng was still dissatisfied. "Why can't he just write a letter? Why does he have to send someone specifically? Did he get promoted? Is his throat itchy?"

The soldier timidly said, "Du Yehu said that writing a letter is not satisfying enough, and some emotions cannot be expressed with just words. He must send someone to convey his tone accurately."

"If you can't read, then you can't read! Why bother..."

"Alright, alright, you continue." Jiang Wang quickly interrupted Zhao Rucheng and let the soldier continue.

The soldier cleared his throat twice, then imitated Du Yehu's voice and said in a rough voice, "Listen carefully, all of you! Brother Huo has successfully opened up the route for his Qi and Blood circulation. He has already achieved perfection in the Small Circulation of Qi! It has been twenty years since the appearance of a genius like Brother Huo in Jiujing Xuanjia! Brother Huo is now a Captain, only half a rank lower than that brat Zhao Lang. But in Jiujing Xuanjia, it is two, three, or even four ranks higher than the City Defense Army in Fenglin City. You can calculate it yourselves!"

At this point, the soldier reached out and tentatively touched Zhao Rucheng's head.

Before Zhao Rucheng could react, he quickly explained, "Brother Huo told me to pat your head when I said this."

Of course, he didn't dare to say that Du Yehu's original words were, "Slap that pretty boy's head."

"Rucheng, I'm not worried about those two, but the gap between you and Brother Huo is getting bigger and bigger. What should we do?" The soldier continued to imitate, "Alright, I've said too much, and you won't remember it all. That's all. Oh, by the way, my sister An'an must miss me a lot. Tell her not to miss me too much. Brother Huo will come home during the New Year! Bring her a gift! That's it!"

After reciting the message, the soldier let out a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. He had an expression of "I didn't miss a single word, praise me quickly."

Jiang Wang and the others exchanged glances and saw the word "simpleton" in each other's eyes.

Zhao Rucheng coughed lightly and asked the soldier, "What's your name?"

The soldier replied loudly, "My name is Zhao Erting! I'm a soldier under Brother Huo's command! I happened to be going home to visit my family, so Brother Huo asked me to deliver a verbal message!"

"How many soldiers are there under Brother Huo's command?"

"Three..." Zhao Erting shivered, "Brother Huo told me not to say!"

"It seems there are only three." Zhao Rucheng rubbed his chin, "Alright, you did well. You're a qualified lackey. Be safe on your way back."

Linghe was generous and wanted to invite him to have a meal, but Zhao Erting realized that he had let something slip and quickly ran away.

In any case, it seemed that Du Yehu was doing well in Jiujing, even though the way he delivered the "letter" was annoying. In the end, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Linghe got up and returned to the courtyard to continue his cultivation. His foundation had already been established, and now he was trying to construct his own Small Circulation.

Zhao Rucheng yawned and walked towards the bedroom. "Third Brother, I'm going to take a nap on your bed."

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In a dark cave, the situation was tragic.Bodies were strewn haphazardly, the stench of blood was so thick it was suffocating.

The smell drilled into the heart, making one's hair stand on end, and the scalp numb.

Fang Heling fell to his knees, begging loudly, "Spare me, I can be of use to you, of great use!"

This time, he had set out with his fellow disciples from the Dao Academy to hunt down two evil sorcerers who had been causing trouble in the town. Initially, everything went smoothly, but upon reaching here, they realized it was a trap.

They were surrounded.

His fellow disciples were almost instantly killed upon contact. He was quick to react, immediately falling to his knees to beg for mercy, barely managing to survive for a while.

Shadowy figures surrounded him, no one spoke, all coldly watching him.

Fang Heling was shaking like a leaf, constantly throwing out bargaining chips, "No matter who you are, what you want to do, I can help! I am the legitimate heir of the Fang family in Maple City, my father has the final say in the entire Fang family!"

"Oh?"

With this voice, Fang Heling saw a figure sitting on a rock in front of him, his back to him.

He turned around, wearing a skull-shaped bone mask on his face, faintly emitting a ghastly white light. In the dark cave, his eyes, the only part visible, were particularly terrifying.

"What use are you?" the man in the bone mask asked.

"I, I, I am friends with many geniuses in the Dao Academy! Zhang Linchuan! Zhang Linchuan is my cousin! He is also from one of the three major families, we have a good relationship!" Fang Heling was racking his brains, quickly finding his own bargaining chips.

He seemed to hear the laughter of the man in the mask, but he wasn't sure.

"Anything else?"

"There's also Shen Nanqi! Ranked fifth on the Maple City Dao Merit List, he always takes me on missions!"

"Do you know Zhu Weiwu?"

"I've met him, met him!" Fang Heling was not stupid, he knew that telling easily debunked lies at this time would definitely result in losing the last chance of survival.

So he said, "I've only met him, but someone like Brother Zhu can't be controlled. I'm obedient, I cooperate! And he's already gone to Xin'an!"

The man in the bone mask neither agreed nor disagreed, then suddenly asked, "Can you make decisions for the Fang family?"

Fang Heling hesitated for a moment, then immediately said, "Yes! Yes! Absolutely! My father only has me as his son!"

"Very good," the man in the mask said.

Then someone came up and stuffed a white object into Fang Heling's mouth.

Fang Heling didn't dare to hesitate and swallowed it directly.

"I'll contact you if there's anything," the man in the bone mask said, standing up and walking into the cave.

It wasn't until all the people around him had completely disappeared that Fang Heling finally confirmed that he had survived!

After a long, long silence, he walked out of the dark cave alone, seeing the light of day again.

He propped up his weak knees and took a few deep breaths.

Then he headed in the direction of Maple City.