Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

The old woman had gray hair, but her eyes were clear and bright. She handed her cane to the disciple serving behind her, folded her hands in front of her, and placed them on her knees.

She turned slightly to the side and asked, "Who is your sect leader's partner this time? I didn't hear Baihua mention it before. I was caught off guard by this invitation and didn't even have time to choose a gift."

Su Min lowered her eyes and said, "The sect leader and the young master feel they met too late, which is why the ceremony was held rather hastily. The sect leader is already very happy that Madam Xianrui could come to Hundred Flowers Island to attend the ceremony. Gifts are secondary. Even if Madam came empty-handed, what harm would it do?"

Xianrui Zhenren smiled and said, "Baihua has really taught the disciples on the island to speak sweetly and know how to please this old woman."

Su Min smiled slightly, pursed her lips demurely, and said nothing.

Don't be fooled by Madam Xianrui's amiable appearance now. In her youth, she was a ruthless and decisive woman, someone even her own sect leader feared. Hundred Flowers Island owes much of its current success to Madam Xianrui's support. When she entertains distinguished guests, she naturally has to be on her best, without the slightest slackness.

As the guests took their seats, they noticed that Fu Baihua had not yet appeared, so they got up to greet Madam Xianrui.

Ning Fusang and Bai Ni's side was unusually quiet.

"May I ask who you two are?" A man dressed in a bamboo-green robe approached, carrying a wine cup, to make his presence known.

Although the question was directed at both of them, the man's gaze remained fixed on Bai Ni. Seeing her cold face and lack of respect, her peony-like face, fresh and elegant, like snow-covered flowers, stirred a different kind of emotion within him.

He bowed slightly and introduced himself, "I am Bai Jing from Linghua Island."

Ning Fusang held the wine cup, slowly sipping the flower wine, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes. She watched Bai Ni as if watching a play.

The latter was somewhat annoyed. Her hand gripping the wine cup tightened slightly, and it looked as if the fine white jade cup was about to be crushed. Ning Fusang gently brushed Bai Ni's hand away, freeing the cup, and said calmly, "The cup hasn't offended you, so why vent your anger on it?"

Bai Ni thought about it and realized that made sense. How dare a greenhorn like him try to take advantage of her? He was practically asking for death.

The pressure from the Knowing Realm was applied to Bai Jing, and his eyes changed instantly. He was forced to kneel down by the invisible pressure, his face as pale as paper.

Large beads of sweat dripped down Bai Jing's face. Only then did he realize who he had offended. Gritting his teeth, he said with difficulty, "This junior... was blind and offended you, senior. Please forgive me."

Bai Ni toyed with the empty wine glass, her eyes flashing coldly. "Since you know you were blind, do I need to tell you how to apologize?"

"This..." Bai Jing gripped his wrist, unable to bring himself to strike. He had only glanced at the woman a couple of times; why was it such a fuss?!
Truly, a woman's heart is the most poisonous!

Bai Jing felt a pang of regret. Had he known this would happen, he shouldn't have been so lustful and tried to get close to her. With such profound cultivation, she was probably an old monster with the same age-preserving skills as the Hundred Flowers Sect Master. He must have been a little drunk and confused to have suffered this misfortune.

Su Min noticed the commotion and her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but her cultivation was shallow and her words carried little weight, so she was afraid it would be inappropriate to interrupt.

It was Master Xianrui who raised her hand and released Bai Jing from his restraints, saying, "This junior did not know the rules, and it is fine that you have already reprimanded him. Today is the Hundred Flowers Couple Ceremony, so please be lenient."

Bai Jing quickly cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you, Madam Xianrui, for helping me out of this predicament."

Madam Xianrui snorted coldly, giving him a cold look. She spoke up for Bai Jing not out of respect for Linghua Island, but because she didn't want anyone to disturb the happy occasion on Baihua Island.

Such a blind fool, with low cultivation but audacious lust, is no loss at all.

Bai Ni and Yao Ling looked young and had no personal connection with Hundred Flowers Island, yet they were seated at the front. Anyone with a brain would know that the two were highly skilled and respected by Fu Baihua.

Is such a person someone Bai Jing can even dream of? If someone were to offend her like this, it would already be merciful of Xian Rui to have them blind themselves.

Bai Ni was wary of Madam Xianrui, so she didn't pursue the matter of Bai Jing offending her any further. Besides, she and Yao Ling were there to observe the ceremony, not to cause trouble. It would be unwise to create trouble over this.

She forced a smile. "Since Madam Xianrui has spoken, this junior will naturally not bother with him anymore. Get lost."

Bai Jing picked up the wine bottle that had fallen to the ground, returned to his seat with an embarrassed expression, and buried his head in his wine.

Ning Fusang withdrew her gaze and asked calmly, "How strong is Linghua Island?"

She remembered that when Bai Jing introduced himself, he mentioned the three words "Linghua Island".

Bai Ni waved her hand, signaling the maid to leave. She poured herself a drink, a mocking look appearing in her eyes: "A third-rate sect. You and I could destroy it together. Their strength is nothing special."

She glanced around, then switched to telepathy and said to Ning Fusang, "The sects at sea are incomparable to those on land; you don't need to be so surprised."

The sea is vast and boundless, with only occasional isolated islands. Even if a sect is established there, control over resource points is not secure, making it difficult to develop into a major power.

The islands are too far apart to be connected like your land-based sects. The maritime immortal sects are all isolated entities with weak connections. Perhaps a sect might disappear or an island might sink, and it might take decades for other sects to discover it.

Moreover, the marine environment is unfavorable, with unpredictable events like strong winds and high waves often causing significant losses to maritime sects. Under such circumstances, it is naturally difficult for sects to develop their strength.

Su Min and her fellow disciples from the Hundred Flowers Sect used cloud-striking fans to disperse the thunderclouds. This was partly to ensure good weather for today's marriage ceremony, and partly to prevent the island's protective barrier from becoming unstable after being struck by lightning, thus necessitating repairs.

Midday.

Above Hundred Flowers Island, red clouds resembling auspicious birds drifted by, and the flowers on the island bloomed in profusion, creating an auspicious atmosphere.

A blue phoenix led the way, fragrant banners and canopies fluttered, celestial music filled the air, and countless petals drifted down from the sky, landing in the palm of one's hand—these were transformed spiritual energy.

Everyone looked back.

A woman, dressed in fine clothes, with a youthful appearance and a plum blossom decoration on her forehead, slowly approached, her disciple fanning her from behind.

"Fu Baihua really knows how to preserve her youth; she doesn't look old at all."

"Look at the Hundred Flowers Sect Master, he looks radiant, full of energy, and has jet-black hair. He must have made further progress in his cultivation and even lost his youthful vigor."

Everyone's attention was still mostly focused on Fu Baihua, as for her cheap Daoist partner...

Someone looked away and stared at the man, then suddenly froze.

No wonder Fu Baihua was so eager to become Daoist partners with this man. Such elegance and demeanor are unmatched even by ten He Chen Sanren!
Since ancient times, both men and women have loved colors, and even the most beautiful flowers are no exception.

(End of this chapter)