Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

The young man laughed heartily: "Qingzhi is overthinking it. I haven't been living such a miserable life. In fact, the Ziyang Sect did try to recruit me, but I prefer a free and unrestrained life."

"When traveling around, if you encounter injustice, just draw your sword; that's enough."

"Although being a rogue cultivator is a bit harder than being a disciple of a sect, and you have to work hard for everything yourself, since I've pursued freedom, I have to give up something."

The young man is quite talented, and if he had the resources of a sect to nurture him, his achievements would certainly be greater than they are now, but that is not the path he pursues.

To be alone, roaming freely in the world, or to die in some unknown green mountain—that is the pursuit of a young person in this life.

He tilted his head and said, "Qingzhi, you've been learning swordsmanship from me for three years now, haven't you?"

The girl in green turned deathly pale, her lips trembling as she asked, "Is the young master going to send me away?"

The young man shook his head: "It's not that I'm sending you away, it's that Qingzhi should go and pursue her own freedom. The world is so vast, where can't she go? Qingzhi's swordsmanship is already mastered, I can't teach you anything more."

He smiled and said, "The scenery of Zhongling is unparalleled. Qingzhi is free to go and see more of it, or go to find your clansmen. Don't confine yourself to your own little world."

"You have already repaid the debt of saving your life."

Qingzhi wanted to ask, "What about the grace of receiving the sword?"
In the end, she swallowed her words and said softly, "Qingzhi will leave after the Five Continents Conference ends."

The young woman did not want to be a burden to the young man any longer.

After three years of teaching him the sword, the young master has already done everything he could to be kind and righteous.

Qingzhi forced a smile and softened her tone, "Then, young master, have you decided who you want to challenge?"

The last time he had to pay one hundred spirit stones for the arena, the young man was not wealthy, so he had to think it over carefully. That's why he hadn't stepped onto the arena even once in a long time.

He thought for a moment and said, "Among the younger generation in Yuling Prefecture, only Fairy Lu and Fairy Jinzhen have the most outstanding swordsmanship. I would like to challenge Fairy Jinzhen to a sword duel."

Without the arena of the Five States Tournament, the young man would basically never have had the opportunity to challenge Li Jinzhen to a duel.

"Given the strength of the near-true fairy, she should be arranged to fight last. Let's wait a little longer."

Qingzhi raised her eyes and looked towards the elegant and refined Feixue Tower. Was that near-true fairy, praised by everyone in Lingzhou, also watching the battle from upstairs?
Unfortunately, the towering buildings and dense crowds, along with countless glamorous garments, blocked her view of the railings, preventing her from seeing if the near-fairy among them was her.

Qingzhi lowered her eyelids, thinking to herself, "Young Master, your trip to Zhongzhou City will surely fulfill your wishes."

On the stage.

The Southern Star Sword Technique is ever-changing and infinitely profound. With a flash of sword light, it approached Qing Chen's brow. She turned to the side, and her golden dress bloomed like layers of lotus flowers, a breathtaking sight.

Many of the cultivators watching the battle were wide-eyed with astonishment.

"Good form!"

"Its form is unparalleled, its beauty boundless; it truly surpasses all others!"

"As expected of Fairy Qingchen, the chief senior sister of the Miaoyin Sect, she is truly unparalleled in both talent and beauty."

"Tsk, didn't you say something similar when you praised the fairy of Joyful Heaven yesterday?"

"Those Joyful Fairy Maidens are indeed beautiful! Their beauty is hard to match, each with her own unique charm."

"Qin Mei, the Holy Maiden of Huanxi Heaven, has stepped onto the stage to challenge Mei Zheyue of Dongyao Mingzhou!"

Someone shouted this from the crowd, and immediately the crowd surged forward, with some people changing their positions.

Some people were squeezed over to watch Qing Chen and Liang Heng's duel, while others squeezed to the Dongyao Mingzhou side to watch Qin Mei and Mei Zheyue's fight.

Ning Fusang's gaze shifted slightly, and she saw Mei Zheyue, a graceful woman in a peach-colored robe, smiling brightly as she offered a sword salute to Qin Mei on the arena in Dongyao Mingzhou. Mei Zheyue was destined to lose this battle.

She had won too many matches in a row, and Yu Lingzhou was unwilling to see this situation, so he sent Qin Mei to ask about the sword.

Similarly, in Nanchun and Zhou, Wang Bingyue was sent by the Qiushuang Sword Sect.

To be honest, Ning Fusang and Wang Bingyue were not familiar with each other at all. They had only crossed paths once, when she slit Wang Bingyue's throat with a sword in the movie "Mirror Flower Water Moon".

At that time, she was no match for Wang Bingyue in a direct confrontation, but Wang Bingyue was injured and unprepared, which gave her the opportunity.

In the Twin Heavens Spirit Realm, Ning Fusang also met Wang Bingxuan, the younger brother of Wang Bingyue.

The two brothers look about 60% alike, but they are still easy to tell apart. Wang Bingyue has a powerful aura of a high-level cultivator about him.

As for the arena in Zhongzhou, Yulingzhou need not worry about it. Apart from Yangchizhou, which is preoccupied with its own problems, Dongyaomingzhou and Nanchunhezhou will send people to challenge the swordsmen.

In recent years, Zhongmiao County has become increasingly powerful, which is not a scene that everyone wants to see. No one wants Zhongmiao County to continue to be the champion.

Ning Fusang sat up slightly and looked at the duel between Qin Mei and Mei Zheyue. She had some interest in the swordsmanship of Dongyao Mingzhou.

Unfortunately, as the defender of the arena, he is temporarily unable to go on stage to challenge the sword.

Hopefully, when it's her turn to defend the ring, there will be many swordsmen from Mingzhou who will come up and challenge her.

Ning Fusang thought to herself that Qin Mei and Mei Zheyue were locked in a fierce and passionate battle.

A peach-colored dress fluttered in the wind, and Mei Zheyue, stepping on Qin Mei's Wuji Heavenly Veil, looked down at her, her sword pointed at her brow.

Qin Mei snorted coldly, gripped the straight-piercing sword blade, turned her body to the side, pulled away the Boundless Heavenly Veil, and pushed horizontally with one palm, a powerful gale swept across the sky!
Mei Zheyue's eyes flickered, and with a flick of her longsword, the sword energy parted the gale and crashed into Qin Mei, but it was all blocked by her Boundless Heavenly Veil.

A pale white veil, like an inverted Milky Way, separated the two people's gazes.

Qin Mei drew her soft sword from her waist, took a step, and appeared behind Mei Zheyue. The subtle fluctuations in the air allowed Mei Zheyue to quickly pinpoint her opponent's location.

She took a step back, and whether it was a magic trick to shrink the distance between them or some other strange movement technique, she instantly created distance between herself and Qin Mei.

The soft sword missed its target, and a piercing, explosive sound filled the air. Qin Mei slightly raised her sword, and the Boundless Sky Veil came at her like a straight, sharp blade.

Mei Zheyue lightly touched the ground with her toes and spun around. Qin Mei instantly appeared on the Boundless Sky Veil, her soft sword swirling and resting against Mei Zheyue's neck. "Mei Zheyue, you've lost."

Qin Mei raised her eyebrows slightly, and the boundless sky veil beneath her feet rose and fell like waves.

Mei Zheyue nodded and leaped off the stage.

In the arena in Yuling Prefecture, Qing Chen emerged victorious.

Instead of stepping down from the arena, she looked around and asked, "Who will Yu Lingzhou send next? Qingchen would like to ask for your guidance."

Anyone who didn't know better would think that the person guarding the arena was Qing Chen.

Ning Fusang smiled faintly and turned to Fan Yuming, saying, "Fellow Daoist Fan, you don't need to consider it. Whoever goes into battle first, neither of us will participate in the next match."

She and Fan Yuming were both at the mid-stage of the eighth level, while Qing Chen was at the peak of the eighth level. Yu Lingzhou wouldn't consider letting the two of them go up and get beaten; they lost before even lasting a single round.

If that were the case, wouldn't Yangchi Prefecture have turned the tables and taken over Ling Prefecture's arena?
Although Ning Fusang didn't think that with her current level of cultivation, she would lose to Qing Chen.

(End of this chapter)