Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

She stepped out of the cave; it was already dark outside.

The assessment of the Thirty-Six Arts is quite time-consuming.

Ning Fusang didn't linger; after finishing the exam, she went straight to Jianshilin.

Her name is already high on the Sword Stone Ranking, almost on par with Chi Leng and Liang Heng.

Following closely behind were Fan Yuming of Guiyi Sect and Ruan Zongquan of Sword Valley.

Neither of them came from one of the nine major immortal sects, but their perseverance, talent, and temperament were excellent. It was just that the resources within their small sects were scarce, which delayed them considerably.

However, after arriving at the Southern Star Sword Sect, with the guidance of Yu Wanwu, a grandmaster of swordsmanship, the two made rapid progress, achieving a qualitative improvement in both their realm and swordsmanship.

Wen Siling's cultivation level was the lowest, but she received private tutoring from Master Tanluan and was provided with resources. In a short period of time, her cultivation level improved significantly, and she had already reached the early stage of the seventh level. Her ranking on the Sword Stone Ranking was in the middle.

Although she knew she couldn't compete with others, she couldn't just give up, at least she couldn't have such a bad ranking and lose face for Queya Peak.

When Ning Fusang arrived, a man in white stood before the sword-shaped stone tablet. He had a handsome appearance, exquisite features, and a noble demeanor.

As he looked at the rankings on the sword stele, he noticed someone arriving and turned his head slightly, giving a faint nod in goodwill.

Ning Fusang, being polite, returned the greeting with a bow.

Looking at the sword stele, the first place is still "Yang Tiaozhi", but when you look at Li Jinzhen's name, it is above the boundary line.

Ning Fusang had a day off yesterday afternoon, and then took the assessment all day today. She still doesn't know that Li Jinzhen has returned and passed all the tests.

The man withdrew his gaze and walked towards the stone gate of the Sword Stone Forest.

Ning Fusang glanced at the names of Chi Leng and Liang Heng, looking them up and down several times, before quickly turning her gaze away and entering the stone building.

This is almost the last time she will train in the Sword Stone Forest. This time, she needs to clear all forty-nine checkpoints so that her name can appear on the boundary line.

The first ten levels posed no challenge for Ning Fusang at this point. She entered the Grass Puppet Level, where the sharpness of Su'a Sword shattered the grass puppets, and she appeared before the stone gate in a flash.

Everyone had entered the Sword Stone Forest for training early on, so Ning Fusang hadn't encountered anyone else along the way; everyone was still in the previous checkpoints.

To her slight surprise, she didn't see the white-clad man's back at all, even though she and he had entered one after the other, with only a two or three blinks of an eye difference.

This only shows that the opponent's strength is unfathomable, and passing the previous levels is as easy as drinking water for him.

It wasn't until the thirty-third level that Ning Fusang encountered Wen Siling and Guan Zhuyin.

Wen Siling flipped to the side and landed on the head of a grass talisman puppet, greeting Ning Fusang: "Junior Sister Ning, have you finished your Taoist arts exam?"

Ning Fusang grunted, a flash of sword light appeared on his sword, and he severed the head of the grass talisman puppet. The cut on the puppet's neck was extremely clean, and a small array was still operating on its round surface.

The headless Grass Talisman Puppet was not a problem; it formed hand seals and unleashed a high-level Taoist spell.

Guan Zhuyin was shocked when he first saw the grass talisman puppets, but he's used to it now. These grass talisman puppets know more spells than he does.

The Southern Star Sword Sect truly lives up to its reputation as a major sect; even their grass talisman puppets possess advanced spells.

To build the Sword Stone Forest, you'd need at least one or two veins of spirit stones, right?
According to Cao Jie, many of the techniques he heard were purchased by the Southern Star Sword Sect from the Myriad Blessings Sect. As for the Taoist techniques that Cao Jie had never seen before, they were likely from other states.

After all, the four branches of the Wanyi Sect's Dharma Pavilion are, to a certain extent, the culmination of the magic arts of Yuling Prefecture.

Guan Zhuyin's trip to the Nanxing Sword Sect was truly eye-opening, and she gained a deep understanding of the inner sect's complexities.

Take Fellow Daoist Ning as an example. After finishing his Daoist arts exam, he didn't even take a break and went straight to the Sword Stone Forest to challenge it.

Moreover, she arrived late and caught up with him and Wen Siling.

Just now, it seemed like a man had gone ahead of him. Guan Zhuyin's thoughts stirred slightly, and she asked, "Fellow Daoist Ning, did you encounter a man wielding a green-edged sword and dressed in white?"

“When I arrived at Sword Stone Forest, he was looking at the Sword Stone Tablet. He was one step ahead of me when he entered the Stone Tower Gate.” Ning Fusang lifted her eyelids and said in a low voice, “I don’t know him.”

This passage provides a clear message: the white-clad man wielding the Qingfeng sword entered the Sword Stone Forest at the same time as Ning Fusang.

They also came from behind and surpassed them.

Guan Zhuyin gasped, the image of the man in white becoming increasingly unfathomable in his mind.

Wen Siling overheard the two discussing the man who had just passed by, and after a moment's thought, her pupils suddenly contracted.

“I recognize his sword.”

"If he hadn't lent the sword to someone else, he should be Senior Brother Yang from Sansu Peak."

Guan Zhuyin was still confused, so Wen Siling explained, "The first one on the sword stele is Senior Brother Yang."

The first stele of the sword is by Yang Tiaozhi.

Guan Zhuyin had seen this name countless times, but she never expected to meet the real person. Her heart was filled with excitement, and then she was hit by the grass talisman puppet.

He sprang to his feet and began fighting the grass talisman puppet.

Ning Fusang knew about the Three Peaks. Wen Siling called Yang Tiaozhi her senior brother, from which we can infer Yang Tiaozhi's seniority; he was the grand-disciple of a certain Supreme Elder.

Wen Siling and Guan Zhuyin were distracted by chatting while fighting, and both took several hits from the grass talisman puppet. Ning Fusang was better off, as she could multitask and her sword dance was as fast as the wind, blocking the attacks.

Boom boom boom!
Lightning crackled across the sky and earth as the grass talisman puppet conjured lightning beads and hurled them indiscriminately at the three. The lush grass on the ground sprang up, clustering into dense clusters of grass swords that rained down like lightning.

The thunder roared incessantly, deafening everyone.

Ten thousand sword energies pierced the sun like a rainbow.

Guan Zhuyin's pupils dilated in shock. When he unleashed the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin technique, it was completely incomparable, and he was directly knocked out of the thirty-third level.

Wen Siling persisted for about half a cup of tea's time, but soon failed the challenge as well.

The two stood before the sword stele, staring at each other, and sighed in unison.

In the thirty-third level, the girl in the blue and white dress had a spiritual energy barrier in front of her that was getting thinner and thinner. It looked like it could hold for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, but in the next instant, the spiritual energy barrier disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A straw sword was pressed against Ning Fusang's brow, and she failed to pass the test.

The spiritual energy within his dantian surged like a flood, like a stampede of ten thousand horses. The tiny silkworm spirit, huddled in a corner, whispered, "This has nothing to do with me. I didn't do anything."

The surging spiritual energy reminded the silkworm spirit of the scene at the end of the Fourth Era, when a devastating flood swept through the land, killing all living things.

Ning Fusang calmly replied, "I know."

She's about to break through.

The spiritual energy within the body was rapidly eroding the barrier, causing the spiritual energy to decrease sharply.

After being forcibly teleported back to the sword stele, Ning Fusang immediately sat down cross-legged, regulated his spiritual power, and attempted to break through to the eighth level.

The surrounding spiritual energy surged towards her continuously, almost turning into tangible water mist that engulfed her.

(End of this chapter)