Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 131 Golden Snow
Ruan San Niang poured Ning Fusang a cup of flower tea, and while tidying up the miscellaneous books and papers on the table, she asked, "Senior Sister Ning, did you come to Quancao Garden specifically for something?"

Ning Fusang slowly swallowed her tea before asking, "Is Cai Lian your roommate?"

Upon hearing this name, Ruan San Niang paused in her work. Without asking further questions, she simply nodded and replied, "Yes."

Ning Fusang put down her teacup, stood up, and looked outside. In the middle of the courtyard, which was open to the public, the bright sunlight shone down and fell on the flower vines, creating a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere.

The early autumn wind blew the clothes drying on the bamboo poles, their bright yellow color fluttering and catching the eye.

"Which room is hers?"

Suppressing her many doubts, Ruan Sanniang pointed to the room on the east side: "The one on the east side."

Ning Fusang strode towards the room on the east side. Although she didn't know what Ning Fusang was going to do, Ruan Sanniang followed him.

The female disciple who had opened the door earlier hadn't taken her attention back. When she saw Ning Fusang and Ruan Sanniang making a new move, her gaze followed them and fell on the east room.

The door was locked. Ning Fusang raised his hand and chopped open the door, then stepped into the room.

The east room was a bit more spacious, and it was fully equipped with a dressing mirror, toiletries, rouge, jewelry, and other items.

A white porcelain vase by the window holds a beautiful, elegant, and aloof begonia.

"Who lives in this house now?" Ning Fusang couldn't possibly miss such obvious signs that someone was living there.

The begonia in the vase had been picked no more than a day ago.

Ning Fusang went to Shuangtianling Realm in early winter. She stayed in the secret realm for several months and then spent half a year in Chizhou. Now it is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn of the following year.

Cai Lian has been dead for so long, so the flowers in the house certainly weren't picked by her before she left. Newly initiated disciples haven't participated in the outer sect competition yet, and they wouldn't be moving out of Chaoyang Peak and into this place at this time.

“It’s Jin Xue,” Ruan San Niang replied.

Jin Xue was Cai Lian's best friend and inherited all of Cai Lian's property after Cai Lian's death. Since the east room had a good orientation, she simply moved in.

Ruan San Niang and her other roommate didn't have any particular thoughts. Jin Xue regained her status as an outer disciple, and her status was equal to theirs.

Jin Xue is also Cai Lian's close friend, so it's perfectly reasonable for her to inherit her property.

Ning Fusang opened the drawer next to her, which contained some needles and thread. She closed the drawer and rummaged through the other cabinets.

The bedding, clothes, cushions, and embroidered handkerchiefs were all unremarkable. Ruan Sanniang watched Ning Fusang's actions, not daring to ask what she was up to.

Her rummaging through drawers and cabinets was quite noisy, attracting the attention of another person in the courtyard who kept glancing over.

Suddenly, Ning Fusang touched a hidden compartment. With her palm facing down, she jerked open the cabinet panel and took out the contents.

A square wooden box, secured with a stone lock engraved with runes, would act as a barrier to protect the box should it be damaged by external forces.

This kind of restriction wasn't difficult to break; Ning Fusang resolved it in no time. Ruan Sanniang craned her neck slightly to look into the wooden box.

The box was filled with spirit stones the size of walnuts, almost blinding her. Ning Fusang reached into the pile of spirit stones and rummaged through them when an angry voice came from outside the door:

"Ruan San Niang! Who gave you permission to enter my house?"

As soon as Jin Xue returned to the courtyard, she saw a familiar figure at the door. The lock on her door had been forcibly broken and was lying on the stone steps.

Then, the light from the spirit stone entered her eyes, and Jin Xue became even more furious, her eyes blazing as she swept them toward the other person in the room.

“Ning…Ning Fusang?” Upon seeing the girl’s face, Jin Xue’s arrogance immediately subsided. Her voice even trembled slightly: “What are you doing at Quancao Garden? Although Cai Lian had a grudge against you at the Sword Washing Pool and was targeting you at every turn, Cai Lian is Cai Lian and I am me. The grudge between you and her cannot be dragged into my hands.”

Ning Fusang was already a direct disciple, while she was just an ordinary person who had just regained her status as an outer disciple. Even if Jin Xue didn't want to admit it, she knew that there was a world of difference in their status and position.

If Ning Fusang wanted to cause trouble for her, Jin Xue had no choice but to grit her teeth and accept it.

She couldn't understand how the servant who washed swords with her in the Sword Washing Pool back then could suddenly become her personal disciple.

Do the sect leader and the inner elders really not care at all about her harming her fellow disciples?

Upon reflection, it seems that no one really remembers Chen Ming anymore.

With so many disciples in the Southern Star Sword Sect, what merit or ability does Chen Ming possess to be remembered by everyone? Jin Xue thought that if Cai Lian hadn't kept mentioning this name to her, she would have almost forgotten that there had ever been such a person in the sect.

Ning Fusang glanced at Ruan Sanniang and said, "You go out first. I have something to say to her."

Jin Xue's eyes twitched. She wanted to call out to Ruan San Niang, but Ruan San Niang had already left the room and closed the door.

Ning Fusang raised his hand and set up a barrier.

"Are you aware that Cai Lian intends to kill me in the Twin Heavens Spirit Realm?"

A flicker of panic crossed Jin Xue's eyes, and countless thoughts raced through her mind. Both the "yes" and "no" answers were particularly difficult to answer, leaving her speechless.

Her mind raced, and suddenly her eyes widened: "Did you kill Cai Lian?"

If Ning Fusang hadn't encountered Cai Lian in the Twin Heavens Spirit Realm, how would she have known that Cai Lian wanted to kill her?
Ning Fusang returned alive, which means Cai Lian failed. Given Ning Fusang's personality, how could he possibly let Cai Lian go?

The sect will not investigate the cause of death of disciples who die in the secret realm.

Ning Fusang smiled, neither admitting nor denying it.

Now that things have come to this, Jin Xue has nothing left to hide: "I did know that she wanted to kill you, but I didn't get involved. This has nothing to do with me, so you can't blame me."

"Even if you are a direct disciple, you can't kill someone without a reason, can you?" Jin Xue said, trying to appear calm.

In her eyes, Ning Fusang was a madwoman, capable of doing such a thing. Therefore, she was still somewhat worried and afraid.

She still has a long life ahead of her; she shouldn't die in such an unclear and ambiguous way.

Ning Fusang asked, "What good would it do me if you died?"

She's not mentally ill, nor is she an evil cultivator; she doesn't become unbearably violent if she doesn't kill.

Before Jin Xue could catch her breath, she heard Ning Fusang say casually, "But it would be very easy for me to kill you."

"..."

"What exactly do you want?" Even if Jin Xue were a fool, she would know that Ning Fusang wouldn't say these things to her for no reason; she must have a purpose.

Why not just be straightforward? Why threaten her like this?
Ning Fusang only wanted to intimidate Jin Xue and ensure she heard the truth. She lifted her eyelids and asked, "Are you also aware of Cai Lian's deal with the demons?"

Jin Xue's eyes widened: "She...she cultivates the demonic path?"

“This is the Southern Star Sword Sect. Cai Lian must be crazy to dare to deal with demons…” Jin Xue paused, then muttered to herself, “No wonder her strength has improved so rapidly.”

(End of this chapter)