Deep Feelings

In the Ancient Era, the Demon clan vanished without a trace. In more recent times, the Dragon Clan disappeared. The age when the divine way flourished had faded away like smoke, and the pinnacle of the flying swords era eventually fell into decline…
What has happened to this world?
Who will listen to the historical truth buried in the long river of time?
Bodies were strewn over a thousand miles of mountains and river; the harrowing hunger of tigers depicted across a hundred years of heaven and earth.
The impartiality of the cosmos is as heartless as ever,
Yet I possess a burning red heart—one that patrols the heavens!
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Welcome to the Immortal Sword World, where emotions run deep.
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Red Heart Patrols the Sky

    The rotation duty in the capital region was currently handled by one of Qi's nine military units—the Rain-slicing Army.


    Ji Zhaonan had taken up direct residence in the military camp.


    He wasn't comfortable living in Linzi.


    That sense of prosperity and stability—it didn't quite suit him.


    Despite being publicly recognized by the Political Affairs Hall as the leading figure under thirty in Qi Country, he lived in the barracks just like any ordinary soldier, sleeping in a tent, eating from the communal pot, and training on schedule.


    Perhaps the only noteworthy difference was that he stayed in a single-person military tent, with specifications befitting that of a commander—of course, it wasn't sufficient to match his status.


    He had experienced far worse conditions; residing in the outskirts of Linzi and rotating duty in the Capital City was truly a relaxed affair.


Chapter 330 Bright Moon Sparse Stars