Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

A small market town where all sorts of people mingle.

A young man dressed in black robes and wearing a veil on his head followed closely behind a young woman in a light green tasseled blouse and skirt, asking telepathically, "Junior Sister Ning, what should we buy at the market?"

The two were Yang Ruo and Ning Fusang, who had taken the Illusionary Beauty Pill.

Yang Ruo was not yet used to some of the customs of the demon race, so she wore a veil to adapt. However, Ning Fusang often attended lectures by the elders of the sect and had a wealth of theoretical knowledge.

She was fluent in both the language and script of the demon race.

The demon race has two main branches: one cultivates demonic power, and the other, like the human race, cultivates spiritual power. Generally speaking, animals become demons, while plants and trees become spirits.

The former primarily cultivates demonic power, while the latter tends to cultivate spiritual power. In a narrow sense, the term "demon race" refers to the former.

Although Ning Fusang and Yang Ruo could change their appearance, they could not change their spiritual power. Therefore, they chose to disguise themselves as plant spirits who cultivated spiritual power.

She heard Yang Ruo's telepathic message and explained, "I'm not buying anything, just browsing around and observing the habits of the demon race."

"By the way, senior brother can also use spirit stones to exchange for some crystals, the currency used by the demon race."

The strength of a demon beast that has transformed into a demon is generally greater than that of a plant that has become a spirit. Therefore, the demon realm is basically controlled by a few demon kings who have transformed from demon beasts, and the value of spirit stones is relatively low.

In other words, crystals are the official currency of the demon realm, while spirit stones can only circulate in a limited area. Often, they cannot be used to buy things, and some demons will even refuse to accept spirit stones.

Before this, Yang Ruo had done a lot of research. When he heard Ning Fusang say this, he felt it made a lot of sense. He glanced at the various vendors and found a plant spirit that looked friendly to him to exchange currency.

The stall was run by a flower fairy, dressed in a beautiful pink ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), with two flower bud-shaped buns in her hair, covered with small pink flowers.

She smiled sweetly: "What would you like to buy, sir?"

Sensing the clean spiritual energy emanating from the other, the flower fairy's smile became even more genuine. "It's a spirit!"
Demons who cultivate spiritual power often refer to themselves as the Spirit Clan to distinguish themselves from the filthy demon race. Although the Demon King denies it, who cares if they refer to themselves this way in private?
Unfortunately, there were too few demon kings of the spirit race on the throne, so they couldn't say much.

Yang Ruo only wanted to exchange some currency and didn't intend to buy anything, but looking at the little flower fairy's sincere smile, she felt a little embarrassed to say she wouldn't buy anything.

He squatted down in front of the stall and noticed that the little flower fairy was selling crisp peaches and garlands woven from peach blossom branches. He couldn't help but ask, "Is your true form a peach tree?" Some demons are quite averse to others mentioning their true form, but this little flower fairy clearly wasn't. She smiled and said, "Yes, these peaches are all from my tree. They are full of spiritual energy and are sweet and delicious. How many do you want, sir?"

Yang Ruo almost choked on her own saliva. For some reason, the peach in her hand felt a little hot.

After much deliberation, he said, "I don't want to buy anything, but could you exchange some crystals for me?"

The little flower fairy nodded: "Okay."

Compared to crystals, she preferred spirit stones with their pure aura. The little flower fairy's dream was to earn lots and lots of spirit stones, bury them in the ground, and then transform into her true form, absorbing the spiritual energy of the spirit stones through her roots while also cultivating by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

Yang Ruo was surprised that the demon was so easy to talk to. He happily took out some spirit stones and pushed them in front of the little flower demon.

"Could you exchange all of these for crystals?"

The little flower fairy's eyes widened as she touched a spirit stone, admiring it. She thought to herself, "This spirit stone must not have changed hands many times among the demon race. Its aura is cleaner than any spirit stone I've received before."

"One, two, three..."

Yang Ruo couldn't help but ask, "Can't you count them two at a time?"

If we keep counting like this, when will we ever finish?
"I don't know how!" the little flower fairy blinked and said with a wronged look.

She couldn't count them in pairs.

Yang Ruo: "..."

"Oh dear!" the little flower fairy exclaimed, slapping her forehead in annoyance. "Where did I leave off?"

(End of this chapter)