Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Ning Fusang remained calm and sneered, "How can a prisoner stop me?"

Instead of being angry, the Mirage Maiden laughed, her eyes quickly expanding with ferocity. "What a prisoner!" she said through gritted teeth. There was nothing she could do; Ning Fusang had really touched a nerve.

Trapped here after being tricked, the Mirage Maiden felt an intense rage, wanting nothing more than to devour the perpetrator alive. A burning, unvented anger simmered within her; she was determined to find that person and tear them to pieces before she could find peace.

The mirage woman's smile vanished, her tone turning icy: "Just you wait and see."

Suddenly, a layer of dreamlike vision blew in. Changman yawned, but Ning Fusang remained clear-headed, clutching the Soul Dream Pearl, and smiled softly with her eyes lowered.

If she hadn't received the inheritance of the Lianzhu Sanren, she might have fallen for his trick easily. But Ning Fusang now isn't completely ignorant of the Dream Dao.

Dreams are mere fantasies.

It is often combined with illusion techniques to develop more new spells.

Ning Fusang had already taken defensive measures when she learned that the Mirage Maiden was skilled in illusion creation. However, the Mirage Maiden's dreams were not ordinary dreams; rather, they created a domain that belonged to her alone.

The sky was overcast and gloomy, with thunder and lightning. A giant dragon-shaped beast emerged, with forked antlers like a deer on its head and large, golden-green scales covering its body. But unlike ordinary dragons, all the scales on its lower body grew in the opposite direction.

A colossal golden-green beast roared and burst from the clouds, hurtling towards Ning Fusang. She stood motionless on the ice, her eyes dark and unfathomable, giving the Mirage Maiden a look that seemed both mocking and sarcastic.

As the mirage dragon drew ever closer, a massive wave surged across the water, and a black dragon raised its claws, striking the mirage dragon's body with tremendous force.

"Is this your creation from your dreams?" Ning Fusang chuckled. "It's nothing special."

In the short span of two sentences, Qian Yuan had already torn apart the ferocious mirage dragon. The dark clouds overhead gathered more and more, and in an instant, countless golden-green behemoths, just like the ones before, flew out.

Ning Fusang carried a ram's horn palace lantern, her elegant mermaid robe fluttering in the wind. The wind howled in her ears, and she could no longer hear the roar of the dragon.

The mirage maiden stared at the palace lantern in her hand, or more accurately, at the sleeping Changman inside.

Ning Fusang sighed softly and said irritably, "Don't sleep."

Changman shuddered and opened his eyes to see the sky filled with glowing green dragons.

It flew out of the spiritual spring, its body growing larger and larger. The horn on its head was like a crescent moon, yet it was extremely sharp, smashing the mirage dragon to pieces.

The mirage woman's lips curved into an ambiguous smile: "Is this the Changman?"

Ning Fusang asked, "Do you recognize it?"

The Mirage Woman chuckled a few times. "It really is Changman..." she said to herself. "Changman has been guarding the Snow Coral Sea for years, causing storms and waves. The Lingbo Sect couldn't get rid of it no matter what they tried. But unexpectedly, it came to you on its own. The problem that has plagued the Lingbo Sect for hundreds of years has been solved just like that. It's really laughable."

She finally looked at the girl in front of her, who was only at the mid-stage of the Knowledge Realm, and said, "I underestimated you."

"Lend me your sword, and I'll repay you with immense wealth, how about that?" The Mirage Maiden's attitude softened, and she even seemed to be seeking peace.

Ning Fusang arched her eyebrows, a gentle smile on her face, her demeanor completely different from before. "What kind of immense wealth?"

The Mirage Maiden spoke clearly and slowly: "The royal secrets of the Merfolk."

Ning Fusang's expression changed instantly, and she said calmly, "What Royal Court Secret Treasury?"

The Mirage Maiden scoffed, "You humans are truly cautious. You don't need to pretend you don't understand. If it weren't for the Merfolk's royal treasure, why would you be here?" Ning Fusang's attitude remained indifferent: "Since you know the location of the Merfolk's royal treasure, why don't you go and retrieve it yourself? Why wait until now to give it away?"

The Mirage Maiden smiled frankly: "I only know its whereabouts, but I'm not qualified to take this treasure."

She said nonchalantly, "The road ahead is dangerous. Isn't it normal that I can't get through?"

Ning Fusang then asked, "How do I know whether what you say is true or false? Besides, I haven't seen any sincerity from you yet."

The Mirage Maiden seemed to say a lot, but in reality, not a single word was useful. Ning Fusang, of course, would not lose his judgment just because of the four words "Royal Court Secret Treasure".

"In this world, besides the merfolk themselves, only we, the Mirage Maidens, truly understand the merfolk race." She said calmly, "Back then, in the merfolk's homeland, an underwater volcano erupted suddenly. The royal court could only hastily organize its people to cross the Sea of ​​Oblivion and move to other sea areas."

"And those treasures that were not taken away in time became what is now known as the Royal Treasury."

When Ning Fusang heard the Mirage Maiden mention the Sea of ​​Oblivion, he began to believe her to some extent.

What the Mirage Maiden and the Bitter Song were talking about was actually the same thing: as long as you find the Sea of ​​Oblivion, you can find the way back to the Mermaid Royal Court.

She feigned ignorance, "The Forgotten Sea? But the maps of the entire world have never marked this sea."

The Mirage Maiden glanced at her but didn't expose her, and continued, "Since this sea area is called the Sea of ​​Oblivion, naturally not many people will remember it."

"Perhaps many people have been there, but they have all forgotten."

Ning Fusang then asked, voicing her doubts: "Are the Merfolk unaffected by the Sea of ​​Oblivion?"

“How could that be?” The Mirage Maiden’s tone rose slightly. “If they remembered the location of the Sea of ​​Oblivion, they wouldn’t be adrift abroad, unable to return to their homeland.”

However, any merman who successfully crosses the Sea of ​​Oblivion will never forget its location. When the mermen migrated there, only the Holy Maiden of Dawn, the Deputy Envoy Ku Ge, and a few merman elders probably remembered.

Over the years, probably very few of those merfolk elders are still alive in the human world.

As for the missing Chaoxi, the Mirage Maiden was more inclined to believe she was dead. However, with her death, the Fish-Hidden Sword also disappeared without a trace, and no one could break the royal court's barrier.

Therefore, she didn't mind telling the girl in front of her the location of the royal court.

Anyway, there are so many people looking for the royal court ruins, so what difference does one more person make? It would just give that bitch a competitor. Just thinking about this made the Mirage Woman's lips curl up slightly.

Ning Fusang watched the subtle change in the curve of her lips and couldn't help but ponder whether there was any truth to what the Mirage Maiden had said.

No matter how she looked at it, the mirage woman's smile seemed malevolent. Her scheming nature was written all over her face; Ning Fusang had no choice but to be wary.

She gave a faint smile: "I still think your information is useless. Let's forget about borrowing the sword."

The Mirage Maiden nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood: "You lied to me?"

Ning Fusang was puzzled: "When did I lie to you? From beginning to end, I never promised you anything. Besides, ask yourself honestly, with this information of yours, can I even see a trace of the Merfolk Royal Court?"

Without any useful information, she still wants to exchange a sword for freedom? There's no such thing as a free lunch. Ning Fusang isn't some great philanthropist.

(End of this chapter)