Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

The sword cultivator who was rescuing people downstream seemed to have noticed something and looked towards the mountaintop.

"Fifth Senior, the water flow is too strong, I can't control it!"

A young man dressed in a royal blue robe shouted, his face pale.

His spiritual power was weak, and the barrier he created was quickly breached by the flood.

Fifth Creek calmly said, "Use the Wave-Subduing Technique to slow down the water's momentum."

The young man in the royal blue robe, covered in sweat, cried out urgently, "I don't know the Fubo Technique!"

The young man was of average build, with a round face, and it was clear that he hadn't experienced much hardship. If Ning Fusang were here, she would definitely recognize that the young man who helped control the flood and save lives was Wen Baoxi.

This place is called Luohuai Township, the hometown of Wen Baoxi.

He asked the sect for leave to come back and visit his family, but unexpectedly, he encountered a flood in the Huai River, which also brought out a large snake that was as wide as the river.

This gave Wen Baoxi a big fright.

He lived in Luohuai Township for eighteen years and never knew that his hometown was actually a den of giant snakes.

Such a large snake must have been cultivating for at least a thousand years, right?

Fifth Creek was somewhat distracted. He had to deal with the giant snake, calm the river's flow, and rescue the villagers who had fallen into the water. But what truly distracted Fifth Creek was the dragon coiled around the mountaintop.

A black dragon.

Could this be the one he's looking for?
This place is thousands of miles away from Burial Forest Mountain, so why would that black dragon appear here?

If it's for finding food, that makes sense.

A ninth-tier snake demon is indeed a great tonic.

Alright, let's kill this giant snake first, then check on the dragon's condition.

With the Garuda bird holding it back, there should be enough time.

Fifth Creek made a sword incantation and shouted, "Come!"

Whoosh!
The flying sword seemed to possess sentience, falling into the hands of Fifth Stream, who then gripped the sword and charged at the giant serpent.

Although Ning Fusang had pierced the snake demon's flesh and taken its gall bladder, its demon core remained intact. Furthermore, having just survived its tribulation and entered the realm of knowledge, its strength had surged, and it showed no fear in the face of the young man's sword.

Wow!
The giant snake had its tail cut off and fell into the flood.

Looking at the bloody, mangled snake tail that resembled a cut surface of a tree stump, Wen Baoxi felt a wave of nausea wash over her.

Some timid children were so frightened by the large snake that they cried out.

The flood was magnificent, creating a water curtain tens of meters high.

Wen Baoxi used a binding spell to lift the child from the water and send him to a higher place.

"I didn't expect that this giant snake, which looks scary, is actually made of paper. Senior Fifth dealt with it with complete ease."

He had previously been worried about the Fifth Senior, fearing he might get hurt, but it turned out he was worrying unnecessarily.

Water droplets filled the air, but didn't even get close to Fifth Stream. He manipulated his flying sword and shouted, "Slash!"

The sword light, like a white wheel, slashed at the giant serpent in a cross shape. The serpent demon, who had just successfully transcended its tribulation, was powerless to resist and its blood splattered in the Huai River!
The sword energy spread and drifted far away, causing the leaves at the treetops to suddenly turn into dust.

Qian Yuan suddenly turned his head and murmured, "Such a familiar sword intent."

Ning Fusang also keenly sensed this sword intent, but she had never encountered it before and did not know its origins.

Qianyuan would never forget that sword intent. A chill flashed in its eyes, and its voice was deep: "It is Xuanpu Mountain, the Righteous Qi Sword."

Ning Fusang frowned, having guessed something: "Is it your enemy?"

Silkworm Spirit cried out, "The Abyss's nemesis? Isn't that a powerhouse at the thirteenth realm?!"

How do you fight a thirteenth-realm opponent when you're at the tenth realm?
The silkworm spirit racked its brains but couldn't come up with any way to win.

Ning Fusang's eyes were cold and sharp, but she remained calm. This sword intent was not strong, so it couldn't be that the Mingjing sword cultivator had come in person.

She and Qian Yuan are still a formidable opponent.

Qian Yuan pondered, "It should be a successor of Xuanpu Mountain." Can Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "It's alright if it's a successor of Xuanpu Mountain, but if it really is a Mingjing sword cultivator, I'm afraid only Qian Yuan can hide back in the Demon Realm, and Fusang and I can hide back in the Nanxing Sword Sect, for us to be safe."

No, that's not right. There was no chance to escape at all.

The Garuda bird, covered in wounds, watched the human and the dragon warily. Although it didn't know why the woman had stopped attacking it, it was certain she had ill intentions.

Ning Fusang glanced at the Garuda bird, called Qian Yuan, and they quickly left the place.

The Garuda bird was stunned for a moment. She just left like that?

Well, whatever the case, it's a good thing that I've been lucky enough to escape with my life.

The Garuda bird flapped its blood-stained wings and flew away from the mountaintop.

Suddenly, a hand lifted the banyan tree in the woods onto the sword.

"My lord...where are we going now?"

After a moment of thought, Ning Fusang said, "We'll part ways when we reach Muyan River. You'll take the waterway to Shangling City and find a house to refine the Water-Repelling Pearl. I'll come find you after I've finished dealing with my business."

Rong Jiang scratched her head, looking ashamed, and said, "My lord, I don't know where Shangling City is."

He has never been to the human world.

Ning Fusang said, "If you don't know, just ask. Buy a map and follow it."

She paused for a moment, then added, "I will have the silkworm spirit follow you, and you will obey its commands."

The silkworm spirit was both happy and stressed.

Fusang assigned it a separate task and even put it in charge of Rongjiang, which shows that its status is higher than Rongjiang's.

However, it was originally with Fusang, who was at the ninth level of the realm, and Qianyuan, who was at the knowledge realm. Now it has to be with Rongjiang, who is at the fourth level. The difference is too great, which makes the silkworm spirit feel a little insecure.

But following Japan now seems even more dangerous...

After much deliberation, the silkworm spirit decided to keep quiet.

Anyway, Fusang won't listen to what it says.

She had everything arranged, leaving no chance for it or Rongjiang to raise any objections.

"I will follow your instructions, sir." Rong Jiang didn't know what Ning Fusang had to do, but since the adults had made such arrangements, he would just do as they said.

Shanngling City...

I don't know what it looks like.

Fortunately, the adults let Xiao Can accompany him, otherwise he would have been quite at a loss.

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Luohuai Township.

Fifth Creek mobilized its spiritual power and used the Subduing Waves Technique, and the raging floodwaters returned to their former calm at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A crystal-clear demon core flew out of the water and landed in Fifth Stream's hand.

He held the demon core in his hand, his hands behind his back, and said to Wen Baoxi, "The cleanup is now in your hands. You must appease the people, clear away the demonic energy, and retrieve the giant snake's body from the river and deal with it properly, otherwise it will attract other demons."

Wen Baoxi wrote them down one by one.

"Fifth Senior, you slew the giant snake and controlled the flood for our Luohuai Township. Everyone wants to come and thank you in person..."

Fifth Creek shook his head and said, "I have important matters to attend to and cannot stay any longer. There's no need for me to thank you in person. Just remember what I just told you. Farewell."

“Eh, Fifth Senior…!”

Wen Baoxi watched helplessly as the flying sword vanished from her sight in an instant.

What incredible speed in sword flight!

"The Fifth Senior is truly a master..." Wen Baoxi murmured.

He touched his storage bag and thought to himself, "Why are there so many sword masters, but not one more like Wen Baoxi?"
Looking in the direction where the sword shadow disappeared, Wen Baoxi muttered to himself, "I wonder which sect the Fifth Senior is a disciple of. He's so powerful. I've never even heard of him in Beiyu Lingzhou. True masters always keep their achievements hidden."

(End of this chapter)