Chapter 60 Can You Hear, Crane's Cry?

he might never be able to cut it down.Hunters cannot hunt, and fishermen cannot fish.Returning empty-handed, alone.Jiang Wang walked inside alone. Lin Xian would practice his sword in Dùnhuān Xiá, whi...The Fang family estate is located in the west of the city.

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Or perhaps, all the prestigious and wealthy families in Maplewood City are gathered in the West District.

Among these, the Zhang family's residence was located in the east, near the City Lord's Mansion. The Wang family lived in the north, closer to the armory. As for the Fang family, their residence was situated in the south, making it the closest among the three major families to places like the Sanfenxiang Building and Datong Gambling Den, which were known as dens of extravagance.

Some other families are scattered among the three major surnames, acting as a buffer.

From Jiang Wang's current location to the Fang family's estate, the most direct route would be through the city lord's mansion. However, the bald man obviously wouldn't agree to this path, and Jiang Wang wouldn't even suggest it.

He suggested they start from the South Gate, walk through the residential area of commoners, to the Dà Tóng Casino, then pass by the San Fen Xiang Qi Building and go straight to the Fang Clan territory.

This route took a big detour, but it was undoubtedly very safe for the bald man.

The journey went smoothly. When they encountered patrolling city guards, Jiang Wang even proactively helped the bald man cover up.

Now, they have finally arrived at the Fang clan's ancestral home.

The sky was gradually darkening.

Feima Lane, Jiang's House.

Ling He suddenly stood up: "We can't wait any longer!"

They all knew that on such an important occasion as Jiang An'an's birthday, it would be impossible for Jiang Wang not to appear.

At first, they thought Jiang Wang might be preparing some other surprise, but it was almost nightfall now. No matter how much preparation for a surprise there was, it wouldn't be possible to miss the time. Something must have happened to Jiang Wang.

Zhao Rucheng pressed down on Ling He's arm. "Eldest Brother, you stay here with An An. I have a lot of family members, so I'll go take a look."

The Zhao family was wealthy, naturally having many servants. If they really wanted to find someone, Zhao Jiahao would be much more useful than Linghe. As for An An, she absolutely had to have someone accompanying her. Otherwise, even if Jiang Wang found her, if anything happened to An An, he wouldn't forgive them.

Ling He naturally knew this truth, so he could only acquiesce.

The aroma of the food had been wafting for a long time, An An was very hungry, but An An had no appetite.

"Where did brother go" she asked.

Zhao Rucheng winked at Ling He, and then said: "It should be for you to go to Fengxi Town to buy candied gourds. You always said that you wanted to eat the candied gourds from someone's house in Fengxi Town."

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“Grandpa Zhang’s house!” Jiang Anan added crisply.

"Right!" Zhao Ruocheng said, "But it's getting dark soon, and I'm afraid your brother won't be able to see the way. I'll take a lantern to meet him."

The so-called "Fang clan land" did not have a clearly defined boundary or any walls or fences separating the inside from the outside. It was simply a large area that had become customary for Fang clan members to live in throughout the generations, and it gradually evolved into their ancestral homeland.

“We’d better sneak in and not wake anyone up,” Jiang Wang suggested. “Otherwise, when they ask you about it, I won’t be able to explain.”

It's reasonable not to bring outsiders to a friend's home. Jiang Wang's suggestion makes sense.

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"Which direction is the small courtyard you mentioned in"

Jiang Wang pointed in a direction very familiarly.

Though outwardly calm, his mind was racing with thoughts.

His greatest weakness is that he hasn't laid a foundation yet, while this bald head is a Sixth Rank Tenglong Realm powerhouse. The gap in realms is like a chasm.

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But his greatest advantage also lies in the fact that he has not laid a foundation. Without laying a foundation, he relies on the extraordinary Sword Scripture and the Body Tempering Art of the Military Family, possessing strength beyond that of ordinary Youmai Realm cultivators. This is something the bald man could not have predicted in advance, and it must be beyond his expectations.

Jiang Wang was once surprised to have an unexpected opportunity given to him.

There is only one.

All along the way, the bald man had kept his arms around Jiang Wang's shoulders. Now, he just gave a light tug. The two of them then dissolved into a shadow, merging with the silhouette of a pedestrian ahead.

After walking for a while with this man, the bald man finally pulled Jiang Wang aside. "Then what Which way are we going"

Jiang Wang didn't hide his surprise at the secret art. He looked past Lu and pointed in another direction.

The bald man chuckled softly, "This stealth technique isn't difficult to learn. Just follow my instructions and I can teach you."

He then pulled Jiang Wang into the shadows.

After several times, night completely enveloped the sky, and the two also floated into the small courtyard that Fang Pengju had once brought Jiang Wang to.

This almost soundless leap also increased the vigilance in Jiang Wang's heart.

Fortunately, it wasn't occupied by anyone else as expected, but left abandoned just like that.

This small courtyard was left to Fang Pengju by his deceased father. Because of its special location, basically no one would come here.

Of course, even if this courtyard was allocated to the Fang family, Jiang Wang had something to say. His friends rarely came back to live there, so giving it to the clan members was quite normal. And he hadn't been here for a long time, so it was understandable that he didn't know.

Catching the scent of dust in the courtyard, untouched for a long time, the bald man nodded with satisfaction.

As was his custom, he naturally killed and gutted him immediately.

But Jiang Wang had already introduced it to him naturally: "The front three rooms of this courtyard are a large dining hall. You can go there to steal food to eat."

Jiang Wang pointed toward the dining hall, with his back to the bald man.

“My friend thinks the rules in their family are too strict and they rarely come back to live there.”

Then, turning in another direction, he said: "The patrol schedule of the Fang family's guards is..."

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Blades flash!

Jiang Wang drew his sword without hesitation, without any delay!

Purple Qi Arrives, Sword Killing Technique First Style, the fastest of the five killing techniques.

But this sword strike was not aimed at the bald man, but with Jiang Wang as its target, it soared over the high wall in one go, leaping into the courtyard next door!

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The bald man was certainly not a dawdler, but Jiang Wang was explaining the patrol schedule of the Fang clan's guards when this information became crucial for him. He had not expected that midway through his explanation, this person would suddenly become violent.

The bald man didn't expect this, that kid who hadn't even laid the foundation yet, would have such a quick and decisive sword strike. It far exceeded his judgment of this level of strength, leaving him grasping at empty air!

"Who dares to trespass upon the Fang clan ancestral hall"

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As soon as Jiang Wang leaped into the adjacent courtyard, he heard a roar. An elderly man with completely white hair sprang out of the room.

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Yes, this small courtyard where Fang Pengju once lived is right next to the Fang clan ancestral hall. This is the reliance that Jiang Wang relies on!

Fang Pengju's father, after failing to achieve enlightenment in his practice, was assigned here as the guardian of the ancestral hall. Of course, he wasn't the true guardian; he merely cleaned the courtyard and washed the tablets, a form of humiliation. He endured it silently, placing all his hope on his son.

Fang Pengju grew up in this courtyard, and after his talent gradually showed itself, he was unwilling to move to other courtyards.

Jiang Wang had a plan in mind. After meeting the old man with white hair, he turned and fled, while simultaneously urging Dao Yuan to shout out loudly: "Heart-Devouring Demon! Today, I shall make you answer for your crimes!"

Right behind Xiong Wen who chased into the Fang clan ancestral hall, the white-haired old man was also startled.

The former was shocked to be discovered, while the latter was shocked by the infamous name of the heart-eating demon.

But the thought was just a flash, and at this moment, the two of them faced each other, with no reason not to try.

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Especially an elder with white hair sitting in the Fang clan ancestral hall, how could he possibly shirk his responsibility because of a loudmouth title

As he leaped out of the room, he began preparing a spell, intending to target the sword-wielding thief. But at this moment, with a wave of his hands, a volley of arrows with trailing feathers materialized and shot forward.

The Fang Family's Transmission of the Dao, Thousand Feather Arrows.

To be honest, this technique isn't as sophisticated as the ones taught in the Daoist academy. It's even rather crude. The incantation is complex and the feather movements are showy but lack substance. The constant innovation in Daoist techniques within the academy also contributed to the decline of the family-style practice.

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However, the old man had been immersed in this art for many years, becoming intimately familiar with its nuances and transformations. Coupled with his cultivation at the Eighth Rank Zhou Tian Realm, his power should not be underestimated.

But, Xiong Wen let out only a roar, and with his formidable Dao Yuan, he agitated the sound waves, shattering many of the Feather Arrows.

He casually shattered several arrows aimed at his vital points, then crashed into the white-haired old man, pulling out his heart with one hand!

With Jiang Wang's shout, his location was exposed. He had to escape as soon as possible, and a quick victory was the priority. Therefore, he acted with lightning speed, willing to take some minor injuries, just to instantly kill his opponent.

Xiongwen looked at the shriveled heart in his hand, tossed it to the ground casually: "Disgusting."

The old man with white hair didn't expect he wouldn't even be able to withstand a single move, but he was determined to give his opponent an unexpected surprise.

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He looked at his fading, aged heart and with his last ounce of strength, urged all the Taoist energy within the Heavenly Palace to pour into the seal in his hand.

Splendor radiates.

The entire Fang family ancestral hall was enveloped in a layer of clear light. At the top of the light, a phantom crane hovered.

It stood tall and proud, its eyes cold and piercing.

A white-haired old man, using the last of his life force, activated the ancestral temple protection formation at the Fang clan ancestral hall.

He vaguely heard the sound of a crane's cry.to truly understand.>He just said, and then I saw the truth.He dragged his body riddled with the cold poison, to create infinite possibilities.He endured every moment of pain, to carve out a legend th...