Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

The layout of Zhongzhou City is very square, with two central axes dividing the city into four areas, corresponding to the four celestial guardians of heaven and earth: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

The mysterious and solemn Vermilion Bird Terrace faced the direction Ning Fusang's window was in. She activated a teleportation talisman, and her figure disappeared from the room.

A gentle breeze rustled the moon-white robes of a monk, and a figure appeared on the Vermilion Bird Platform to the south.

At this time, most people had gone to watch the arena battles of the Five Continents Tournament, so only Ning Fusang remained on the crimson bronze platform.

She sat on the edge of the high Vermilion Bird Terrace, took out her telescope, and looked at the scenery outside the city.

The rolling green hills, like a verdant screen unfolding, are filled with life, with yellow birds carrying flowers and white rabbits flying by.

Ning Fusang rotated the telescope, and her vision became clearer. A misty, ethereal fog rose gently, and beneath layers of green leaves, there seemed to be a hot spring.

Suddenly, she raised an eyebrow; someone was coming.

However, since the Vermilion Bird Terrace was an open place, Ning Fusang had no intention of monopolizing it or forbidding others from coming. She continued to play with the telescope, and at this moment, a cold glint appeared in her eyes.

Ning Fusang reacted extremely quickly, raising her hand to grab the triangular dagger that was thrust out diagonally. With a flick of her wrist, she pressed down on the attacker's body, causing it to twist and distort. In the next instant, the attacker was kicked off the Vermilion Bird Terrace.

boom!
The man fell from the high bronze platform, and before he could get up, a cold, plain-colored longsword was pressed against his throat.

Ning Fusang's expression was cold as she asked lightly, "With your strength so weak, how dare you attempt an assassination? Don't you find it laughable?"

The man blushed with shame and indignation. He had never expected that this young girl, who looked so young, would have such profound cultivation!
He forced himself to remain calm: "Hmph! During the Five Continents Conference, killing without cause is prohibited. You'd better let me go, or you'll be in trouble yourself."

The man was stalling for time so that the Five States Conference could proceed smoothly and without any accidents. During this period, there would be patrols in Zhongzhou City.

He could easily escape once the patrolling cultivators arrived.

Ning Fusang didn't remember ever seeing this person before. She looked down at the man and said, "Killing is prohibited during the Five Continents Conference, so why did you try to assassinate me? Isn't that a contradiction?"

The man snorted and said, "I didn't intend to kill you, I just wanted to capture you and ask you where you got the Spirit Mirror and the Peeping Box."

The magic mirror reveals the secrets?

Ning Fusang looked at the golden, bamboo-tube-like object in her hand, her eyes flickering slightly. "You mean a telescope?"

The man paused slightly, dodging the sword's edge, and looked up, saying, "You call it a telescope?"

He said to himself, "This name is more fitting than 'Spirit Mirror Peeping Through the Tube'."

Seeing that the man recognized the telescope, Ning Fusang suppressed her murderous intent and asked, "What is your relationship with the telescope? Did you create this thing?"

In short, once the item is in her hands, there's no way she'll return it. If the other party persists in harassing her, Ning Fusang wouldn't mind sending him to his death.

The man had no idea that he had almost lost his life.

Upon hearing this, he first shook his head before saying, "The telescope was made by my master, but it was stolen by my junior brother who betrayed the sect. I have been tracking him down, just to clean house."

"I apologize for what happened earlier. Please tell me the whereabouts of my wretched junior brother. I would be extremely grateful. I would like to offer this telescope to you as a token of my gratitude."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fusang's lips twitched slightly, and he put away the Su'a Sword.

"Your junior brother is probably already dead."

"I picked up the telescope from a rogue cultivator."

How could a rogue cultivator possibly spare the life of someone trying to steal a treasure?

Ning Fusang was quite interested in the person who crafted the telescope. She looked at Chu Ze and asked, "Is your master in Zhongzhou City?" Chu Ze stared at her warily and asked, "What do you want?"

Ning Fusang said, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to meet the master who created the telescope."

Since the other party was able to refine the telescope, they must also be familiar with the method of refining the telescope. Ning Fusang happened to have obtained a large amount of the Jade Belt Butterfly Lord's legacy, so he was not short of materials for refining magic artifacts.

Chu Ze gave her a strange look: "A master? Do you really think my master is a master?"

Everyone else thought that the magical artifacts his master had crafted were utterly unappealing, but this female cultivator seemed quite pleased with the telescope.

There are very few people in this world who can appreciate his master's masterpiece. Unbeknownst to Chu Ze, his impression of Ning Fusang improved by two points.

He got up, dusted off his clothes, and said seriously, "My master lives outside the city. I can take you to see him. If you're not afraid of being tricked, then go ahead."

Ning Fusang smiled faintly. Chu Ze wasn't worried that she would make a move once they left the city, so what was she afraid of?
The two registered at the city gate and left the city.

Chu Ze clicked his tongue: "I didn't expect you to be from the Southern Star Sword Sect. No wonder you're so fearless."

Even if she had really killed someone in Zhongzhou City, the Nanxing Sword Sect could have handled the matter. Only then did Chu Ze realize that he had been given a second chance at life.

Ning Fusang asked, "Why does your master live outside the city?"

Chu Ze looked slightly embarrassed and said somewhat awkwardly, "Naturally, it's because we're too poor."

"The inns in Zhongzhou City are so expensive. How can anyone afford to stay for three months straight? Most independent cultivators just make do in a cave outside the city."

"Aren't weapon refiners supposed to be very rich?"

Even a low-level spiritual artifact can cost several thousand.

For example, when she asked Xuan Ying Pavilion to refine magical artifacts, she directly gave them over 100,000 spirit stones.

It is a well-known fact that weapon refiners, alchemists, and talisman cultivators are wealthy.

"What you're saying is true. The weapon refiners of the major sects are like that. We self-taught weapon refiners can't even find all the materials to refine, so how can we talk about refining weapons and making money? Whether it's a blessed land or a secret realm of all sizes, they are all firmly controlled by the sects. There's no chance for independent cultivators to enter."

"The matter of the Twin Heavens Spirit Realm in your Beiyu Lingzhou was kept completely secret even from the immortal sects of the other four states. If the spirit realm hadn't shattered, causing spatial turbulence and creating such a huge commotion, we low-level rogue cultivators probably would never have known about the secret realm in our lifetime."

The Twin Heavens Spirit Realm is indeed a very large secret realm, so the Spirit Continent Immortal Sect kept the news to themselves, not wanting people from other states to get a share of it.

There's nothing immoral about it.

Any immortal sect that discovers a secret realm will want to keep it for themselves. The reason they would share a piece with others is simply because they cannot take the entire secret realm by themselves and need to cooperate.

Ning Fusang seemed oblivious to the emotions in Chu Ze's words, her expression remaining calm throughout.

Chu Ze was just grumbling, but the topic eventually circled back to, "The main problem is that no one is asking my master to refine weapons."

"My master crafted magical artifacts, but nobody bought them; they all ended up stuck in his hands."

Sometimes Chu Ze wondered if he had a future as a weapon refiner, and whether he should just switch careers and become a talisman cultivator.

The market for talismans is much better than this.

Chu Ze took Ning Fusang to see his master, hoping to see if they could sell two magical artifacts and earn some spirit stones.

(End of this chapter)