Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled across the sea, turning the water a deep reddish-gold color.

A small boat, with its awning, rested on the waves, without being tossed or turned by the crashing of the sea.

Ning Fusang sat on a futon, flipping through the magic tome she had bought. Since entering the inner sect, she hadn't stayed at the Southern Star Sword Sect for long, and had fallen behind in many of her magic classes.

Since some spells are frequently used, she bought several spellbooks to learn them on her own. Generally speaking, spells unique to a sect are not passed on to outsiders, but common spells such as basic Five Elements spells, purification spells, and wind manipulation spells are not secrets in Zhongling World and can be learned anywhere.

Taoist manuals are often sold in the ghost market, so unless it's some kind of ultimate technique, there are plenty of ways to learn it if you want to.

Ning Fusang cast a spell according to the hand gestures drawn in the book, manipulating the seawater to form ice arrows, which he then shot into the distance.

With a loud "boom," the ice arrow struck the water's surface, creating a huge splash, and soon the corpses of several white fish floated to the surface.

The crystal-clear ice arrows refracted a dazzling light in the last rays of the setting sun before finally melting into water and merging back into the sea.

"Fusang, when do you think Changman and Qianyuan will catch up?"

The silkworm spirit lay in the lotus stamen on the table, somewhat bored, and said, "It and Fusang have been on the sea for five or six hours now."

Apart from the sound of the waves, all around was peaceful, and Fusang rarely spoke, making it feel somewhat lonely.

How could the sea area of ​​Zhongling Tianxia be so vast? Looking around, there was nothing but seawater.

This single small boat, however, was but a drop in the ocean, so insignificant as to be negligible. The silkworm spirit felt that the sea, lacking the vibrant beauty of land, appeared utterly pale and desolate.

Although the sun and moon continue to turn, each day feels like a year.

A few hours felt like an eternity to the silkworm spirit. It was as if time slowed down considerably when waiting for something.

Ning Fusang noticed its anxiety and asked in bewilderment, "Cultivation knows no time; thousands of years pass in the blink of an eye, even five hundred thousand years. You've lived through that time, so why are you so impatient after only five hours?"

Seeing that Ning Fusang was finally paying attention to her, Canling earnestly explained, "Although she has lived for 500,000 years, she has been asleep for the last 200,000 years. The time spent asleep, no matter how long, is not counted."

"For the first 300,000 years, people lived on land and had things to do every day. Even in the last period of the era, there was fear and the desire to survive weighing on their hearts. Their insect life had color."

Finally, it said, "But on the sea, people are too small."

Listening to its somewhat confused words, Ning Fusang concluded, "Are you afraid of the sea?"

Silkworm Spirit was taken aback, nodded, and whispered, "A little bit."

On land, a flower, a leaf, and a fruit all have specific shapes and sizes, but there are no such things in the sea, so the silkworm cannot perceive any boundaries.

It felt like a snowflake, which, if it fell on the sea, would leave no trace.

Canling thought Ning Fusang would say something to comfort her, but she didn't say anything and went back to reading.

Changman and Qianyuan did not return until late the next night.

Ning Fusang looked at the stone tablet on Changman's back, as well as the storage bag, white jade ring, various pearl necklaces, jade plaques, and a football hanging on its corner, and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Are these all treasures of the Lianzhu Sanren?" Changman shook its head. Only the stone tablet was Lianzhu; the rest were its treasures.

Ning Fusang's lips twitched slightly. It turned out that Changman knew it was time to leave the Snow Coral Sea and had gone back to move. It even used the secret treasure of Lianzhu Sanren as an excuse. No wonder Xiao Bai called it cunning.

Ning Fusang didn't dwell on it. She beckoned Changman closer, saying, "Til your head back a little, so your horns don't bump into my spirit boat."

Changman tilted its head back, allowing Ning Fusang to remove the storage bag and jade pendant from its body. With this backward tilt, it carried the stone tablet and plunged into the sea.

It suddenly turned around, trying to retrieve the stone tablet, its tail slamming heavily onto the spirit boat. If Ning Fusang hadn't reacted quickly, the boat would have capsized by now.

Realizing he had caused trouble, Changman stood there, unsure whether to chase after the Lianzhu stone tablet.

Fortunately, Qianyuan used its tail to encircle the stone tablet and gently placed it on the spirit boat. The stone tablet was completely plain, without any pictures on it. If Changman hadn't been so protective of it, Qianyuan would have thought it was just an ordinary rock that it had pried off from some unknown cliff.

Ning Fusang used her spiritual power to dry the water stains on the stone tablet, and under Chang Man's "encouraging" gaze, she cleaved the stone tablet open with a hand chop.

A stack of envelopes and a jade thumb ring fell out.

Ning Fusang picked up the jade thumb ring and placed it on the table. He first opened the envelope with the character "壹" (one) written on it. The letter contained a thousand words, a biographical account of Lianzhu Sanren.

The second letter was a list, seemingly containing the names of past leaders of the Xiaomeng Sect. Ning Fusang continued opening the fourth letter, whose contents finally proved useful.

The letter contained a superior cultivation method of the Xiaomeng Sect, which could only be practiced by the successive sect leaders. At the end of the letter, there was a line of small print that roughly meant that he hoped the person who would inherit his teachings could rebuild the Xiaomeng Sect.

Ning Fusang glanced at the last line and then forgot about it. This cultivation method was the Dream Dao cultivation method, which she would definitely learn. As for rebuilding the Xiaomeng Sect, let whoever wants to go go; she wouldn't waste her time on it.

Ning Fusang continued to unfold the next letter, skimming through it before her gaze suddenly froze. After reading the contents of the letter, she turned her head to look at Changman.

Changman was playing with a jade-carved cuju ball when it noticed Ning Fu's gaze fixed on it. It blinked in confusion.

Why is she looking at herself instead of Lianzhu's letter? Did Lianzhu mention it in the letter?
In fact, Lianzhu Sanren did mention Changman, but not in the way Changman thought. Ning Fusang withdrew her gaze and returned it to the paper.

The first half of the letter contained a cultivation technique. Ning Fusang only glanced at it and knew that the technique was of extremely high quality. However, to cultivate this technique to the final level, one needed the core of a beast that had grown to the Spirit Realm.

Lianzhu Sanren's letter bewitched those who obtained his Dream Dao inheritance to kill beasts and obtain elixirs, thus becoming the master of the "Xiaomeng Xin Jing" (Dawn Dream Heart Sutra).

Ning Fusang smiled silently, slowly folded the letter, and placed it into her Fusang Ring. She turned her head and noticed that Changman was leaning against the spirit boat, seemingly having just been reading a letter as well.

"What are you looking at if you can't read?" Ning Fusang said indifferently.

She had no intention of killing beasts for their cores; not only was she unsure of her chances, but there was also no need. Changman had already formed a contract with her; why would she give up such a powerful ally?

The vast sea is fraught with danger, and it may not be safe for her and Qian Yuan to rely on just the two of them.

Moreover, Changman is at the half-step Spirit Realm level, while she and Qianyuan are only at the mid-stage of the Knowledge Realm. Changman must be the one to enter the Spirit Realm first, so she can't kill it.

(End of this chapter)