Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 101 Red brocade flower oozes liquid

It was a beautiful ancient hibiscus forest. Suddenly, countless fiery red petals were swept up by the wind, transformed into azure dragons, and sped away into the distance.

Ning Fusang rotated the telescope and, through the red rain, vaguely glimpsed several figures engaged in a magical battle.

The woman held a purple-gold ring, and a row of golden bells below it swayed. Instantly, the flowers and leaves around her fell from the branches and transformed into a fierce tiger that pounced on the opposite side!

Spiritual energy circulates, forming magic arrays that fix the battlefield.

Whoosh!
The peach wood sword slashed horizontally, its sword energy drifting like white snow, disintegrating the flower-leaf tiger. Just then, the crimson dragon formed from the hibiscus flower charged down!

"Junior Brother Zhang, step back!"

Meng Zhouji shouted and took a step forward. The compass in his hand spun out and became huge, like a sundial.

boom!
A crimson, fiery red dragon, incomparably beautiful, crashed into the compass and scattered with a deafening roar. The compass shattered inch by inch.

Meng Zhouji flicked his sleeves, put away the compass, and held a whisk in his hand, exuding an ethereal aura.

Bai Qingci, standing to the side, braced her hands against the sword, a streak of blood appearing on her face from the flying shards.

Destiny Pavilion, Jade Purity Island, White Porcelain!

A hint of surprise flashed in Ning Fusang's eyes; she hadn't expected the three forces to collide.

There are two people in the Destiny Pavilion, and although there is only one female cultivator from Jade Purity Island, her cultivation level is clearly the highest. In this respect, only Bai Qingci is outnumbered and at a disadvantage.

Ning Fusang extended her telescope, wanting to see more clearly, when suddenly, a wave of divine sense touched the edge of her divine sense range.

There were other people on the field! She hadn't even noticed.

Either the other party's concealment skills are superb, or the other party's cultivation level is above her current level!

Ning Fusang subtly changed positions, searching for the sixth person's hiding place. However, none of the disciples of the Life Dao Pavilion, the female cultivators of Jade Purity Island, or Bai Qingci within the magic array noticed that someone was secretly spying on them.

Zhang Xianyu pointed his peach wood sword downwards, creating a gust of wind that swept away fallen petals as it attacked Zhou Caiyi, the female cultivator from Yuqing Island.

The woman wore a light purple gauze dress with a peach blossom pendant hanging from her waist. With a flick of her jade finger, she drew out a wisp of moonlight from the pendant. In an instant, the light transformed into countless crescent moons, bursting forth like rain!
A determined glint flashed in Zhou Caiyi's eyes: "Fellow Daoists, it's best not to covet the nectar of this Crimson Brocade Flower."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bright light of the crescent moon burst forth to its maximum, even affecting Ning Fusang's side.

Bai Qingci barely managed to hold on, and a round copper piece at his waist almost flew off. At the critical moment, a flying sword struck forcefully, cutting through the moonlight and embedding itself in the soil!

"puff--"

As the crescent moon dissipated, Zhou Caiyi coughed up a mouthful of blood. She scanned her surroundings, shouting, "Who's there? Show yourself!"

The golden bell rang tinklingly without any wind, and a figure came riding the wind.

The man had sword-like eyebrows that reached his temples, and a handsome and clear appearance. He stood with his hands behind his back.

Zhou Caiyi stared blankly, then her eyes flickered, maintaining her composure so as not to reveal her inner emptiness.

"Who are you? Have you also come for the flowing nectar of this Crimson Brocade Flower?"

The man turned his head slightly and glanced at her: "Southern Star Sword Sect, Gao Qingque."

HD Diao!
Ning Fusang was certain that the person who had just been hiding in the shadows was none other than him.

Given the current situation, with the Crimson Brocade Flower oozing its juices, it was clear that there was no way to obtain it, so Ning Fusang had no choice but to leave.

Although Bai Qingci and Gao Qingque were her fellow disciples, she had no desire to act alongside them.

The expressions of Meng Zhouji and Zhang Xianyu from the Mingdao Pavilion changed slightly. The people from the Nanxing Sword Sect were still so powerful; they would certainly not allow them to touch the Crimson Brocade Flower's Flowing Essence.

The two men, sensing the opportune moment, immediately cupped their hands and said, "Farewell!"

Gao Qingque didn't stop them. He flicked his finger and retrieved his spirit sword. He looked at Bai Qingci and said, "Junior sister, go and get the Crimson Brocade Flower's nectar. Leave the rest to me."

Bai Qingci sheathed his longsword, presented a jade altar, and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Gao."

Gao Qingque nodded slightly in response. Zhou Caiyi's eyes flickered, her expression changing several times before finally settling into a smile: "Fellow Daoist Gao's cultivation is profound, truly admirable. However, this Crimson Brocade Flower's nectar is also of great use to me. I wonder if you could spare some for me?"

"Of course, I won't take this junior sister's Crimson Brocade Flower sap for nothing. Caiyi is willing to exchange it for a Crimson Pearl Flower."

To show her sincerity, Zhou Caiyi patted her storage bag and took out the Crimson Pearl Flower, which resembled a flame.

Gao Qingque crossed his arms and held his sword, not sparing Zhou Caiyi a single glance. He looked around as if searching for something.

The person was completely lifeless; did they leave on their own?

To be able to conceal oneself so well within his divine sense range is no ordinary person. The opponent is likely also a peak fourth-level expert.

Because he was preoccupied with other things, Gao Qingque didn't really listen to what Zhou Caiyi was saying.

After Bai Qingci finished collecting the nectar from the red brocade flower and sealing the jar, Gao Qingque finally came to his senses and said calmly, "Let's go."

Zhou Caiyi almost ground her teeth to powder; the blood in her chest surged, and she tasted blood again. She sat down on the spot and swallowed a pill to regulate her breathing.

Going it alone is a real disadvantage; she needs to find someone from her own sect as soon as possible.

……

Ning Fusang decisively killed the demon beast with a single sword strike, took the core, and left.

She was still thinking about the nectar flowing from the red brocade flower.

To be precise, it was about considering Gao Qingque's intentions.

At first, he didn't seem to intend to help Bai Qingci. Was he waiting for the female cultivator from Yuqing Island and the people from the Mingdao Pavilion to suffer heavy losses so he could take advantage of the situation?

It is possible.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Judging from the final result, this was bound to happen.

The nectar from the red brocade flower would fall onto Gao Qingque and Bai Qingci's hands.

Gao Qingque is at the peak of the fourth realm. Within the First Heaven Secret Realm, unless several fourth realm cultivators join forces, no one can be his opponent.

He was deliberately suppressing his cultivation level, not breaking through to a higher realm. Gao Qingque probably planned to break through after reaching the Twin Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Seeing that Ning Fusang was distracted, Qian Yuan thought she was still regretting the flowing nectar of the Crimson Brocade Flower. Just as he was about to speak and offer some words of comfort, he suddenly noticed a very faint spiritual fragrance when he realized that there were many other spiritual herbs in the secret realm.

After carefully examining it, its pupils gradually brightened, and it urged, "In the direction of Kan, there is a flow of nectar; it should be nurtured by the Qionglun Flower."

"Is it a flowing, luminous essence?"

Ning Fusang had no doubt about Qian Yuan's judgment, and she immediately activated the Shattered Light Sword, flying in the direction Qian Yuan indicated.

In this world, there are a few spiritual flowers that produce nectar after absorbing the moon's essence; the Crimson Brocade Flower's nectar is one of them.

However, the nectar of the luminous soul is slightly different. It is formed from the essence of moonlight absorbed by the spirit flower, and in terms of preciousness, it surpasses the nectar of the crimson flower.

That's why Qianyuan was so agitated.

The aura of the Flowing Essence grew stronger and stronger. Qian Yuan's breath gently brushed against Ning Fusang's hand, and it whispered, "The Qionglun Flower has a companion spirit beast, the Lovebird. This demon is skilled in illusion magic, be careful."

Ning Fusang nodded, constantly reciting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.

As she walked into the verdant forest, she lost track of how long she had walked. Suddenly, a large, snow-white, double-petaled spiritual flower appeared in her eyes.

Smoke drifts lightly over glassy leaves, snow blankets jade-like buds.

It is a magnolia.

Qianyuan raised his head, his golden eyes captivated by the beauty of the Qionglun flower. Suddenly, a cry of a pair of lovebirds rang out from the verdant forest.

(End of this chapter)