Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 149 One Sword Decides the Outcome
Such flashy but impractical techniques are rarely used even by magic cultivators, yet Wen Siling, a sword cultivator, uses them with unparalleled skill.

It wasn't that she often used alchemy, but rather that Wen Siling truly possessed exceptional talent in Taoist arts, and her academic performance was almost always top-notch. She might have to retake her kendo class, but magic classes were Wen Siling's comfort zone.

She hadn't used her alchemy skills since the assessment, but when Ning Fusang brought it up, Wen Siling didn't falter at all, producing the incantations and hand seals with effortless grace.

The sword was knocked away, but the effects of the Alchemy technique hadn't worn off yet, causing the flow of spiritual energy to become sluggish and less smooth.

Ning Fusang thrust out her Su'a sword, but it was intercepted by a longsword. She slightly raised her eyes, pressed down on the other's sword, and jabbed at his tendons.

"Thank you, senior brother, for buying me some time!"

The man, who had been struck by the Midas Touch, made a hand seal with his left hand and mobilized his spiritual power. At that moment, a cold light flashed and Wen Siling swiftly stabbed three times with her sword, striking the man's brow, spiritual platform, and dantian respectively!
Warm blood splattered all over the ground, staining Wen Siling's robes. As she drew her sword, the man's figure vanished from the mirage.

The spectators whispered among themselves.

"Now it's three against two. With such a great advantage, the Autumn Frost Sword Sect is probably going to lose."

"Wen Siling's entanglement and alchemy techniques are no less impressive than those of the Wanyi Sect's cultivators!"

"It's just the most basic Five Elements technique, nothing special."

The five elements are wood, fire, earth, metal, and water.

These correspond to five of the most basic spells: Wood Entanglement Technique, Fireball Technique, Earth Escape Technique, Metal Alchemy Technique, and Water Rain Summoning Technique.

Among them, water-based techniques are incredibly varied, including not only rain-summoning techniques, but also water arrow techniques, the Subduing Waves and Water-Splitting Technique, and water escape techniques.

The Taoist arts encompassed by the Five Elements are vast and boundless. Even for disciples of orthodox Taoist sects, learning them all would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Therefore, most people choose to specialize in one of the four elements and then supplement their studies with the other four to avoid being restrained.

But it was clear that the Fireball Technique, Earth Escape Technique, and Rain Summoning Technique were all ineffective. Wen Siling's mind raced, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her. She transmitted her voice to Ning Fusang, "Junior Sister Ning, I will use the Dream Entry Technique to disturb their minds, and you can take advantage of the opportunity to make your move."

Everyone here is intelligent, and after several rounds of cooperation, they have developed a very good understanding of each other. Ning Fusang responded with a "Okay".

Wen Siling needs to guide three people into their dreams at the same time, which requires a very high level of spiritual awareness, especially since one of them has a cultivation level above hers, being at the peak of the sixth level, making it even more difficult.

But all Wen Siling had to do was trap him for a moment.

The methods of dream manipulation are elusive and ethereal. Apart from the Kongyun Temple, which has mastered more of them, other sects basically only have one 'dream entry technique' and one 'dream weaving technique'.

Among them, the 'Dream Weaving Technique' is not entirely a dream-based art; it incorporates elements of illusion and wisdom techniques.

Wisdom was an area that Wen Siling had never explored, therefore, she did not use this technique.

Wen Siling concentrated her mind and intention, made a spell in her sleeve, and the dream silently covered the illusion of a mirage.

The disciple of the Autumn Frost Sword Sect yawned, tears of primal urges welling in his eyes. He felt utterly exhausted. When the longsword came at him, he immediately focused his attention to deal with it, but the sword was always a step too slow.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The resounding clang of swords echoed throughout Pingdingshan, a place of illusory beauty. Ning Fusang wielded her longsword, her attacks relentless, completely sealing off the man's surroundings.

The man was retreating steadily, utterly exhausted. He reached into his storage bag, intending to take out a Spirit Nourishing Pill to replenish his energy, when he suddenly realized something.

The illusory world begins in a day and a night.

He's already a sixth-level cultivator, how could he possibly be so lacking in energy and spirit so quickly?

The man looked at his fellow disciples and saw that the swordplay of his two junior brothers was weak and powerless, with a dull edge.

This is not normal. This is very abnormal!
The man silently recited the Mind-Clearing Mantra, made a hand seal, and cast two magic seals that landed on his junior brother, instantly waking them both up.

Wen Siling suffered a backlash, with bright red blood seeping from her seven orifices.

Her mental energy was severely depleted, and her vision went black as she felt intense dizziness. Her body swayed precariously, and a disciple of the Autumn Frost Sword Sect seized the opportunity to deliver a sword strike.

Clang!
Ning Fusang dealt with the man who had initiated the technique, freeing her hand to block the sword strike for Wen Siling. Even the peak of the sixth level of the cultivation realm had been eliminated; what trouble could two mid-sixth level cultivators possibly cause?
As dawn breaks, it's time for the illusion of beauty and illusion to come to an end.

Ning Fusang unleashed her full spiritual power, all contained within a single sword strike. Without any fancy sword techniques or moves, she simply slashed out with her sword.

boom!
As a ray of sunlight shone in, the illusory world was cleaved in two by a single sword strike, and two disciples of the Autumn Frost Sword Sect were thrown heavily onto the ice.

As dawn broke and snowflakes drifted like mist, only a young girl dressed in a snow-blue robe stood alone atop the hundred-foot-long ice of Tianchi Lake, sword in one hand and supporting the frail Wen Siling with the other.

Everyone suddenly realized what was happening.

The smiles on the faces of the disciples of the Southern Star Sword Sect slowly widened.

"we won?"

"Two against five, our Southern Star Sword Sect has won!"

"The final sword strike that defeated the two members of the Autumn Frost Sword Sect was absolutely awesome!"

A faint smile appeared on the lips of Master Tanluan, her mood extremely pleasant.

Her disciple persevered to the end amidst illusions and fleeting dreams; how could one not be delighted?
The disciples of the Southern Star Sword Sect crowded around the two of them.

"Junior Sister Ning, your swordsmanship is truly exquisite! The final 'Mirror Flower, Water Moon' technique seems to have been cleaved in two by you, rather than collapsing on its own, right?"

"Oh well, it's about the same anyway, just don't crowd Sister Wen."

"Senior Sister Wen, are you alright? I have some Nourishing Spirit Pills here; you can use them to replenish your energy and spirit."

"I have a Rejuvenation Pill."

"I never thought that the dream-entering technique could be used like this. When I retake the spell class, I will definitely study hard and never complain about the elder's nagging again."

While the illusion of a flower in a mirror and the moon in the water may not pose a threat to life, the depletion of spiritual energy and physical strength is very real.

Ning Fusang was exhausted and handed Wen Siling over to others for support. After catching her breath, she regained her mental clarity.

Yang Ruo handed over a dark-colored elixir, blinked twice, and said, "Rejuvenation Pill."

"Junior Sister Ning, in the end, it was really thanks to you and Senior Sister Wen that our Nanxing Sword Sect won the championship of the Sword Challenge for two consecutive years."

Sword-wielding sects have an even greater need for this spot. Only by taking the initiative into their own hands can their sects have more members who can go out and fight.

Ning Fusang took the Rejuvenation Pill, and in a short while, her vital energy was restored by one-third. She slightly curved her lips and said, "Senior brother, don't you know that whether it's academics or competitions, I, Ning Fusang, always aim to be number one?"

The girl sheathed her sword, lowered her eyes, and gently brushed the snowflakes off her sleeves, displaying a graceful and composed demeanor.

It was as if she had taken the crown of the champion of the Yulingzhou Sword Tournament with a single sword stroke; it was only right and proper.

Yang Ruo stared blankly into the distance, nodded, and echoed, "Junior Sister Ning is right."

(End of this chapter)