Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

The monster's room was decorated in a simple and elegant style.

The bamboo-green curtains swayed gently, carrying a faint fragrance.

Ning Fusang bypassed the wooden screen and rummaged through several drawers and cabinets without disturbing the room's layout.

The various bottles and jars dazzled her.

Among them were many empty alchemical bottles and wooden boxes, either made of spirit jade or extremely precious wood.

This demon has quite high requirements for the boxes used to hold the pills.

Ning Fusang didn't know much about elixirs. Apart from common ones like healing pills, detoxifying pills, and spirit-restoring pills, which she was more familiar with, she didn't recognize many other types of elixirs.

However, she had seen the Crimson Blood Poison Pill on Jieyun Mountain and could still recognize it.

Unfortunately, Ning Fusang searched many places, but among a pile of strangely shaped pills, she could not find the Crimson Blood Poison Pill she was looking for.

There should be hidden compartments in the room. Ning Fusang calmed down and examined the layout of the room.

At first glance, the room is simple and tidy.

The most eye-catching items are the curtains, shelves, bed, and the bronze alchemy furnace against the screen.

However, Ning Fusang had already searched for the alchemy furnace; it had been washed clean, leaving not a trace of elixir, and seemed to be nothing more than a decoration.

screen……

Ning Fusang had a sudden thought, so she quickly stepped forward and tapped the screen from top to bottom.

When Ning Fusang touched the base of the screen, it seemed that one of the auspicious beast's eyes was moving. He pressed down, and three rectangular boxes were placed side by side in the hidden compartment.

Just as she was about to open the wooden box to check the pills inside, she heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Fusang didn't have time to think too much. After grabbing a box of pills, she slipped behind a round wooden pillar.

The one who entered the room was not a demon that concocted medicine, but a young medicine boy. Ning Fusang saw the young medicine boy through the screen, took a bottle of pills, and left.

She breathed a slight sigh of relief, pushed open the lid of the wooden box with her thumb, and glanced inside. It was the Crimson Blood Poison Pill.

After taking out two pills, Ning Fusang placed two small pills that she had previously rolled with cinnabar in the empty space of the wooden box.

Although it looked fake at first glance, Ning Fusang didn't care about that anymore.

Maybe that demon won't even look at what's inside and will just hand the box to the little demons below?

The lesser demons below, upon discovering the error in the elixir, dared not point it out and mostly just accepted the mistake.

Ning Fusang put the wooden box back in its original place.

Having achieved her goal, she can now retire gracefully.

Ning Fusang moved with light, almost silent steps. Suddenly, she looked down at her feet.

The wooden planks here seem a bit loose?

Ning Fusang looked at the alchemy furnace, which was behind the screen and directly opposite the bed. If the light shone on the furnace at a special angle, the specks of blue light would be reflected on the snow-white gauze on the bed, outlining different scenes.

Ning Fusang had previously searched behind the veil, and the arrangement there was almost identical to the one in front, with nothing particularly different about it.

It's just that this alchemy furnace is missing.

Ning Fusang tentatively touched the alchemy furnace, estimating that it weighed over six thousand catties.

Her gaze sharpened slightly as she pushed open the alchemy furnace, discovering a downward passage beneath it.

Ning Fusang's mind raced as she considered whether she should go down and take a look. Just then, shimmering scales appeared in the water below, catching her eye.

She made a decision in an instant and slipped into the narrow passageway.

Ning Fusang looked at the sliver of light above her head, raised her hand and pulled the alchemy furnace back to its original position, and her vision suddenly became much darker.

[Fusang, didn't you just want to leave? Why did you suddenly decide to go down into the water dungeon?]

The silkworm spirit hoped that she would avoid trouble.

Although that Demon Lord of Yunshan might not be that powerful, he was, after all, on someone else's territory.

A swarm of lesser demons attacked, taking turns to wear her down, which depleted most of her spiritual power. Ning Fusang did not answer the silkworm spirit's question.

She skimmed across the water like a dragonfly, landing in the shallow area, her clothes quickly becoming soaked with cold water.

Ning Fusang raised her eyes and looked at the circular platform in the center of the water, where a merman was imprisoned. Iron chains pierced his collarbone, and blood clots, like moss, covered his upper body.

The tail in the water was quite ugly because it had lost many scales.

The shimmering light that Ning Fusang had just seen was refracted from the remaining scales of this male merman.

The moment she saw the mermaid in the water, she knew he was going to die.

Besides the collarbone being chained, there were several cold iron chains passing through the merman's body. In his chest, there was a large opening, and Ning Fusang could clearly see that the iron chains were intertwined, holding the merman pearl inside his body.

These iron chains, which should have been taut, are now somewhat limp because the merman's inner core is disintegrating more and more severely, like a dream or a bubble, which could vanish at any moment.

The merman raised his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. His voice was hoarse, carrying a chilling undertone, "Who are you?"

Ning Fusang surprisingly introduced himself directly: "I am a disciple of the Southern Star Sword Sect. You can call me Ning Fusang."

For a moment, Canling thought she had lost her mind.

Is this still the Fusang it knows?

So you just revealed your identity to this merman like that?

Qian Yuan guessed what Ning Fusang wanted to do and remained silent.

The merman said, "I have heard of the Southern Star Sword Sect."

Ning Fusang looked at him across the water, her voice extremely soft, yet it sent a shiver down the mermaid's spine.

"I have also heard of you, Your Excellency, the Deputy Envoy of the Merfolk Clan, Kuge."

Ning Fusang never expected that she would encounter the dying Merfolk deputy envoy here!
No wonder the Merfolk searched everywhere for Ku Ge, but could never find him. Who would have thought that he was imprisoned in the Demon Realm?

"Cough cough..."

Ku Ge coughed violently, and the iron chains around him rattled and jingled.

How did you know me?

Ning Fusang's gaze fell upon Ku Ge's mermaid pearl. On the mermaid pearl belonging to the deputy envoy of the mermaid race, there would be a drop of the saintess's heart's blood.

She recognized the aura of the Holy Maiden Chaoxi.

Ning Fusang said, "I have met the Holy Maiden Chaoxi."

"Nine years ago, I was fishing in the White Water Sea when I met the Holy Maiden of Chaoxi. She gave me the Fish-Hidden Sword, a sacred artifact of the nobility."

Ku Ge's expression changed drastically: "The Fish-Hidden Sword is in your hands?"

"Yes."

Ning Fusang admitted, and with a flick of her wrist, she summoned the Fish-Hidden Sword.

"The property returns to its original owner."

The nine-inch short sword gleamed with a clear light and was incomparably sharp.

With just one glance, Ku Ge could confirm that this was indeed the Fish-Hidden Sword of their Merfolk clan.

Ning Fusang's expression looked exceptionally sincere, showing no covetousness towards Yu Cangjian. Every word she spoke seemed to come from the bottom of her heart.

She used her spiritual power to lift the fish-hidden sword and deliver it to Ku Ge.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I am about to die now. This sword, even if it stays with me, will only end up in the hands of the demon race, and will never have the chance to return to my race."

Ning Fusang certainly knew this, otherwise would she really have given away the Fish-Hidden Sword?

She was waiting for the next line of the lament.

The merman clan's deputy envoy, using the meager amount of spiritual power within him, returned the Fish-Hidden Sword to Ning Fusang.

(End of this chapter)