Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 24 Freesia

Ning Fusang walked back from Beifang City.

The market was still quieter than usual, but it was a little better than in the morning, as groups of two or three disciples of the Southern Star Sword Sect could be seen walking together.

It's rare to see someone like Ning Fusang strolling through the market alone.

The independent cultivators who set up stalls on both sides had been waiting here since before dawn. Only now did they finally see sect disciples gradually coming down the mountain, so they all started shouting their wares at the top of their lungs.

"Selling talisman treasures! Selling spirit crane talisman treasures! They only require a little spiritual power to use. A sincere offer of three spirit stones, great value for money!"

"Take a look, have a look! The whetstones I sell are all from the Lishui River. I guarantee that after you buy them, they will sharpen your precious sword to an unparalleled razor!"

Ning Fusang had spent three years at the Sword Washing Pool and had some knowledge of the sword-grinding stones. After glancing at the stones of various sizes on the stall, he looked away.

The sword-grinding stones from the Shangjiang and Lishui rivers are of a high grade. How could such things be picked up as many as one could like pebbles by a stream? If the rogue cultivator only displayed two or three stones, it would be more believable.

"Sugar painting, sugar painting, you can draw any shape!"

"Selling spirit dates! Selling spirit dates! My spirit dates are big and sweet. Try them first, then you can buy them. It's definitely a good deal!"

"Various spirit beast cubs for sale at low prices! Hey, fairy, wait a moment! Look at this spirit cat! Its fur is so beautiful and soft. Most importantly, it's a very rare fire-attribute spirit beast in our Spirit Continent! You can hold it; this cat is gentle and won't scratch you."

The female cultivator took the cat, stroked it lovingly for a while, then returned it to the sect, saying regretfully, "This cat is well-behaved, but the sect doesn't allow people to keep spirit beasts privately."

"..."

Another rogue cultivator, seeing an opportunity, quickly called out, "I know that the Southern Star Sword Sect has a rule against raising spirit beasts, but there are no restrictions on turtles and spirit fish. Fairy, please come and take a look at my five-colored spirit fish. Its tail is as beautiful as a rainbow!"

"They are really beautiful, give me two."

"After the fairy takes this spirit fish back, she puts it in a transparent tank and can enjoy it simply by keeping it in spring water."

The market gradually became lively.

Before the Cloud Ladder, a rogue cultivator stopped Ning Fusang and began promoting his spiritual plants: "This fairy..."

He had barely said a few words when Ning Fusang interrupted him: "No money, not buying, make way, thank you."

Sun Baidao was still unwilling to give up, and said in a slightly humble tone, "Fairy, you can take a look at these things of mine first. They are all mid-grade spiritual plants, which are not commonly seen in the market."

Human cultivators are divided into fifteen realms of cultivation, and spiritual plants and demonic beasts are also ranked into fifteen grades.

Mid-grade spiritual plants are at least of fourth-grade quality. The rogue cultivator in front of us, who can obtain fourth-grade spiritual plants, must have a cultivation level of at least the third level. Yet he still has to sell spiritual plants so shamelessly. It is clear that life is not easy for rogue cultivators.

Ning Fusang did not change her attitude just because the other party's cultivation level was two realms higher than hers. Her brows and eyes revealed a hint of impatience as she coldly said, "Make way."

Sun Baidao's face stiffened slightly. He stepped aside to make way, his fists clenched, and watched the girl's figure disappear on the Cloud Ladder before turning his gaze away.

The reason why a cultivator at the first level of cultivation could embarrass him so much is because she is a disciple of a sect, while he is just a rogue cultivator.

Sun Baidao's clenched fist showed prominent veins on the back of his hand, making him look slightly ferocious. Finally, he exhaled, his expression returned to normal, and he sat back down at his stall to continue attracting customers.

After a whole morning, he had only sold one Purple Sun Grass, and the price was kept being pushed down, barely enough to break even. Sun Baidao was heartbroken, but he still had to maintain a friendly demeanor.

"This freesia grows on steep cliffs, and it is impossible to obtain without extraordinary skill. You have great courage and skill."

A clear and melodious voice came from above. Sun Baidao was slightly dazed and looked up to see a young girl wearing a white veil hat. She squatted down and picked up the snow-white freesia with her slender hands.

"The orchid blooms alone in the secluded valley, its fragrance lingering by my east window. Would you be so kind as to part with this freesia and sell it to me?"

The girl's voice was long and melodious, like pearls falling on a jade plate. At that moment, a cold wind swept across his cheek, and Sun Baidao suddenly woke up.

"I collected these spiritual plants to sell, so there's no question of parting with them. If you like them, Fairy, just give me one hundred spirit stones."

"One hundred spirit stones?" The girl asked, slightly surprised. Sun Baidao was about to say that he was willing to lower the price a little more when the white-clad youth beside him asked in confusion, "Is one hundred spirit stones too expensive or too cheap?"

Sun Baidao then noticed that there was a boy squatting in front of his stall, but he had previously overlooked him.

The girl turned her head to speak to the boy, her voice becoming gentler and more patient: "A fifth-tier spiritual plant is worth far more than a hundred spirit stones."

The boy nodded, seemingly understanding, while beneath the veil, the girl gently curved her lips into a smile, her eyes lowered as she looked at the freesia in her hand.

"Boss, based on market prices, I'll give you two hundred spirit stones for a fifth-tier spiritual plant. Are you losing money?"

Sun Baidao was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening and said, "Thank you, fairy!"

After the girl left two hundred spirit stones, she left with the boy.

Sun Baidao was immersed in the joy of gaining two hundred spirit stones when someone else came to his stall.

The young man squatted on the ground, his eyes scanning the items, and asked, "What did Senior Sister Jinzhen just buy? I want one too."

Near to the truth...

Is that the fairy's name?

Sun Baidao's thoughts drifted away, while the person in front of his stall grew impatient. "Hey, are you even doing business anymore?"

Sun Baidao immediately snapped out of his daze and said, "That fairy bought a freesia. I only managed to get that one freesia as well. Would you like to take a look at some others, sir?"

The male cultivator glanced at the stall and was somewhat surprised. The quality of these spiritual plants was not low, with several mid-grade spiritual plants among them. He pointed to a low-grade spiritual flower and said, "This one will do."

Sun Baidao was used to being pressured to lower prices, so he didn't quote a high price: "Twenty spirit stones."

The male cultivator frowned: "A second-tier spiritual plant, and you're selling it to me for twenty spirit stones? Is there something wrong with the quality of this spiritual flower?"

Sun Baidao said, "You can check the spiritual energy contained in the spirit flower."

After the male cultivator checked the quality of the spiritual flower and found no problems, he glanced at Sun Baidao and said, "I won't take advantage of you. Here's twenty-three spirit stones for you."

Having said that, the man knew that he was actually the one who profited.

But considering what Sun Baidao had experienced today, this was an unexpected delight. He accepted the spirit stones and said a few kind words, but the male cultivator didn't like them.

He wouldn't have come if Senior Sister Jinzhen hadn't bought something here. This person is a bit ugly, but he's honest, and his prices are much more reasonable than those selling spiritual plants in the market.

After that, many people came to Sun Baidao's stall to buy spiritual plants. Although they bargained, they did not maliciously try to drive down the price as before.

"Did Senior Sister Jinzhen really come here to buy spiritual plants?"

That's what I heard them say.

“Senior Sister Jinzhen has a much better eye than us. Since she comes here to buy spiritual plants, it means that the quality of the spiritual plants here is guaranteed.”

Sun Baidao couldn't help but inquire, "Are you talking about that beautiful fairy who wears a white veil hat?"

“Yes, yes.” A female cultivator nodded without thinking.

The female cultivator next to her tugged at her, signaling her not to speak carelessly. Then, she stared at Sun Baidao with a stern gaze: "Senior Sister Jinzhen was wearing a veil. How did you know she was beautiful?"

Sun Baidao opened his mouth to explain: "I am uncouth and unworthy, how could I have the honor of seeing the fairy's face? But that fairy is gentle and kind, she must be a celestial being."

The two women looked displeased when he mentioned Li Jinzhen.

"Senior Sister Jinzhen is naturally as beautiful as a fairy and kind-hearted. You know yourself to be vulgar, so you should understand that Senior Sister Jinzhen is not someone you can comment on."

(End of this chapter)