[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-red-heart-patrols-the-sky":3,"chapter-red-heart-patrols-the-sky-red-heart-patrols-the-sky-chapter-44":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Red Heart Patrols the Sky",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1047096,1357,"Chapter 44 - 44 40 He's Not Worthy_1","red-heart-patrols-the-sky-chapter-44",44,"\u003Cp>44: Chapter 40 He’s Not Worthy_1 44: Chapter 40 He’s Not Worthy_1 “Interesting,” Jiang Wang laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you going?” Ling He asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why not?” Jiang Wang turned his head to Anan and said, “How about brother takes you on a feast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Anan nodded her little head very seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling He then straightened out his clothes and casually carried his sword with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey!” Jiang Wang stopped him, “You don’t need to follow, we’re not going to fight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meeting Ling He’s gaze, Jiang Wang added, “Don’t worry, the Fang Family isn’t that foolish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling He thought about it and felt there was reason in that, so he put the sword back down and sat cross-legged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was nothing else, he could cultivate all day long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cultivation is full of mysteries, and there is joy to be found within it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way to Wangyue Pavilion, Anan suddenly looked up and asked, “Is the Fang Family bad people?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?” Jiang Wang looked at her with interest, “Why do you say that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see that even Brother Ling He wants to fight them,” said Jiang Anan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wang started to laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Ling He’s temperament, it was indeed rare for him to show hostility towards anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then we won’t go for the meal,” said Jiang Anan again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, that won’t do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We must go and eat, and we must eat with style and skill,” Jiang Wang said deliberately, “Eating the bad guys into poverty is doing good deeds, understand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Anan, thumb in her mouth, thoughtfully nodded her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Snap!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t bite your fingers!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wangjiang City has a Wangjiang Pavilion that is very grand and famous far and wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenglin City’s similarly named Wangyue Pavilion, however, pales in comparison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This pavilion is not tall, only three stories high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it is named for moon gazing, which inevitably leads to a disparity between name and reality, and breeds ridicule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the dishes inside the pavilion are hard to find elsewhere, which is why it’s always bustling with business in Fenglin City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrying Jiang Anan, Jiang Wang walked into Wangyue Pavilion and was directly guided to a private room by the Fang Family’s servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged man with a composed air and a somewhat scholarly face rose to greet them, “Esteemed nephew!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze fell on Anan, and his smile became even more affable, “Is this your younger sister?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s really adorable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wang had met Fang Zehou before, long ago when his relationship with Fang Pengju was close, Fang Zehou had invited them to dine together more than once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, Fang Zehou showed a very caring and hopeful demeanor towards his nephew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Fang Pengju’s disgraceful death, not a single person from the Fang Family was willing to come forward to bury him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esteemed nephew were not titles Jiang Wang wished to be addressed by, so he greeted him, “Hello, Clan Leader Fang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not yet, not yet,” Fang Zehou smiled and waved a hand, taking a string of gold beads from a servant and offered it to Jiang Anan, “It’s our first meeting, let uncle give you a gift!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Anan turned her head away and buried her little face in Jiang Wang’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her small mind, she had already decided this man was bad and would not even speak to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While settling Jiang Anan into her seat, Jiang Wang said, “The little girl is shy, don’t mind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And let’s forget about the gift, Mr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang, just speak directly, what is the purpose of inviting me here today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zehou had donated to earn the unofficial title of ‘Yuanwai’, though he truly held an official position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the address as ‘Yuanwai’ was not out of place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No rush, no rush,” Fang Zehou’s face showed no embarrassment as he waved the servants to put away the gold beads and then said, “First, let’s try the house specialty here, lotus leaf chicken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Anan was already intent on eating the villain into poverty and was ready to begin, but Jiang Wang stopped her with a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stretched out his chopsticks and tasted each dish on the table, contemplated the flavors for a while, and then picked out a few dishes and placed them in front of Anan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother tasted them for you, these ones are the best flavored.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Anan wanted to complain, but the aroma of the lotus leaf chicken wafted into her nose, and she had no time to gripe, immediately tearing into a chicken leg and gnawing on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zehou maintained an affable smile throughout, seemingly oblivious to Jiang Wang’s wariness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The sibling bond is really strong,” he admired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good enough to raise together,” Jiang Wang replied nonchalantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Anan shot him an angry look, but her mouth was too busy to protest, so she bit fiercely into a chicken wing instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wang didn’t mind and continued, “I wonder what Mr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuanwai has in mind, this time calling on me, is it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zehou suddenly let out a long sigh, his expression becoming grave, “Regarding what happened with Peng Ju, our Fang Family owes you an apology.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it came to Fang Pengju, Jiang Wang couldn’t help but become serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of how things had transpired, Fang Pengju was dead, and so all debts and grudges should be settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He neither wanted nor needed to persistently pursue the matter against the memorial tablet of a dead man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s all in the past,” Jiang Wang said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Although the young master says so, our Fang Family cannot leave it unacknowledged,” Fang Zehou slid a small box across the table, “Here are a hundred taels of red gold as a token of our apology.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fang Pengju has already paid the price for his actions,” Jiang Wang was not in the mood to beat around the bush; he didn’t even glance at the box of gold, “If you have something to say, just say it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zehou nodded, “Peng Ju was once the hope of our Fang Family, with boundless potential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was killed by you in a death match, and although it was due to his own fault, our Fang Family has not troubled you over it, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Correct.” Jiang Wang could not deny this fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, your uncle has a favor to ask of you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wang looked at him, signaling for him to continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zehou said, “After Peng Ju’s death, among the younger generation of our Fang Family, only Helling can be properly cultivated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I have had to set aside my grief and transfer all the care I had for Peng Ju to Helling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He has shown promise, diligently practicing his cultivation, having even surpassed you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wang’s eyebrows raised, sensing the crucial part was coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After the previous fight with you, his confidence was shattered, and he’s fallen apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s locked himself in his room, drowning his sorrows with alcohol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this continues for long, I’m afraid he will become a wreck.” Even for someone as cunning as Fang Zehou, his voice trembled at the thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he was speaking of his only legitimate son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So?” Jiang Wang asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is a difficult request to make,” Fang Zehou said, “but I still brazenly hope that you could admit wrongdoing to Helling, claim that you won the duel by…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>by dishonorable means, to help him regain his confidence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wang almost wanted to laugh, “How can I admit to something I’ve not done?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You won’t be admitting it for nothing, not for nothing!” Fang Zehou urged repeatedly, “Once this matter is resolved, besides this box of red gold, I will give you another hundred taels of red gold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You would only be…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pretending to bow your head once…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wang tapped the box of gold with his finger, indeed breaking into laughter, “The Fang Family has produced cultivators before, if I’m not mistaken, the old master was a Grade-8 Zhoutian cultivator?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What significance does this so-called gold and silver have for cultivators?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his finger, he gently pushed the small box back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zehou immediately took out a small embroidered box from his bosom, carefully opened it, and placed it in front of Jiang Wang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fluctuation of Path Origin energy within the embroidered box nearly instantly caught Jiang Wang’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is a Prime Stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a cultivator, I believe it has meaning,” Fang Zehou stated earnestly, “Just bow your head a little, and it’s yours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Prime Stone was certainly significant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to mundane treasures like gold and jewelry, Prime Stones were the true currency for cultivators, assisting in practice and replenishing energy reserves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this Prime Stone before him was unused, full-weight, containing a full one hundred units of Path Origin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Jiang Wang, absorbing this Prime Stone would almost instantly allow him to reach the foundation establishment benchmark!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally understood why Fang Helling had been able to establish his foundation so quickly, and even more so, nearly complete the Small Heavenly Cycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jiang Wang simply closed the box gently, “Perhaps as you say, my bowing is worthless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed the embroidered box back too, “But Fang Helling, he doesn’t deserve it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who had been provoked was him, and he was the one forced into battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was the logic in him needing to apologize?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who was to blame for the defeat and the ensuing collapse?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was the weaker party inherently justified, their argument valid simply because of their weakness?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Prime Stone was important, but principles were more important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Think of your sister as well,” Fang Zehou spoke slowly, “She’s still studying at the private school, isn’t she?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Jiang An’an was feasting voraciously, blissfully unaware of the serious adult conversations taking place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wang’s gaze suddenly sharpened, for the first time it bore an unmistakably clear and unrestrained killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Zehou, barely maintaining eye contact, felt the impulse to jump out the window and flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized then that the youth before him was nothing like his son; he wasn’t a fragile seedling grown in a greenhouse, but a young wild beast who had endured hardships and struggled for survival in the storms of life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha…” Jiang Wang burst into laughter, suddenly stood up and scooped up Jiang An’an, “No more eating, we’re going home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of his thoughts, he would not show aggression or put Jiang An’an in danger in her presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Woof…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Woof…” Jiang An’an struggled to swallow the meat in her mouth; although she was already in Jiang Wang’s arms, her eyes still lingered on the dishes on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Consider it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>me begging you!” That’s what Fang Zehou said from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jiang Wang had already left with his sister, pushing the door open and leaving without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Thank you, book friends 20170527084735469 (how about picking a nickname for yourself!), thank you, book friend Shen Ayao, Little Book-worm, Seven-Knife, Sad Raining Wind for the rewards!]\u003C\u002Fp>",1825,"2026-06-03T09:48:21.959Z","2026-06-03T09:48:27.369Z",1,"novelbin.me","477924639207dea21741ddca485cd91e50187b1f1f09e7b235f7d891898f4c33","red-heart-patrols-the-sky-chapter-45","red-heart-patrols-the-sky-chapter-43",2464,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fred-heart-patrols-the-sky-cover.jpg"]