Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Qingya carried a fish basket on her back, filled with treasures she had found while beachcombing.

After returning to the house, Ning Fusang closed the door and sat down to meditate.

Qingya was washing seashells outside, preparing to make a beautiful wind chime.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her fair face. The little girl looked very serious until a shadow fell over her head.

"Aunt Mu?"

Mu Qichun glanced inside the room. "Is she inside?"

"Sister Xi went into the house this afternoon and hasn't come out since. She must be sleeping." Otherwise, why is there no sound from inside the house?

Mu Qichun looked tired and uninterested, and didn't say anything.

Xi Shi is a cultivator; he only needs to meditate and doesn't need to sleep to replenish his energy.

She instructed Qingya, "From now on, when Xishi is in the house, don't disturb her."

"Don't you call for Sister Xishi when you eat?" Qingya looked out the window.

"No need." Mu Qichun squatted down and helped her string the wind chimes. "You're young, you don't need to worry about these things."

At such a young age, Qingya already knew how to read people's expressions and knew that Ning Fusang was different from ordinary people.

She whispered, "Aunt Mu, you don't look well. Did something happen at sea?"

Mu Qichun said calmly, "It's nothing unusual."

Qingya understood immediately after hearing what she said. Going to sea was dangerous, so deaths were common. Being sensible, she didn't press the matter further.

In the evening, Mu Qichun cooked turtle soup.

There were still only Mu Zhaisi, Mu Qichun, and Qingya at the dinner table.

While shoveling rice, Qingya suddenly whispered, "Grandpa Mu, Sister Xishi's skirt doesn't get wet even when it gets wet. She said it's made of special materials. You're knowledgeable, you know about Sister Xishi's skirt... umm."

Mu Qichun covered her mouth, "Eat your food and talk less."

Qingya nodded, and Mu Qichun then released her.

It was just a mermaid gauze dress; even wealthy and powerful families in the mortal world had them. Mu Qichun didn't know why her father disliked mermaid gauze so much.

But since the old man disliked it, Mu Qichun wouldn't pry into the details.

Qingya, who usually seems so clever, is completely oblivious to things at this moment.

Sure enough, Muzhai Si's expression turned indifferent, and he lost his appetite.

"That skirt is made of mermaid silk, so it won't get wet in water and is light and flowing." Mu Zhai Si always doted on Qing Ya, so he answered her question.

"Mermaid gauze?" Qingya's eyes widened. "Sister Xishi's family must be very rich."

She had heard that mermaid silk was very expensive and only princesses and noblewomen of the dynasty could afford to wear it.

"When will Sister Xi Shi's family find their way here and come to take her back?"

Muzhai raised his eyelids slightly. "When the time came, she naturally left."

"Alright, you two continue eating. I'm going out for a walk."

Muzhai Si left the house.

The tides rise and fall, the moonlight is cold and white, and the faint moonlight spreads into the window frame.

After circulating for one small cycle, the spiritual energy settled in the dantian.

She adjusted her breathing, closed her eyes, and sat down, entering a state between dreaming and not dreaming.

A tall, blurry figure walked towards her.

"You're around here?"

Ning Fusang was not surprised at all that Bai Ni had entered her dream, after all, Bai Ni's forte was the art of dream manipulation. Her current mastery of dream manipulation was not enough to resist Bai Ni's methods.

Her practice of the Heart Sutra of Dawn has always been very slow.

When learning Kendo, she could go to the square every day at dawn, honing her skills for ten years or even a hundred years. But Dream Dao is different; it is too ethereal, intangible, and invisible, existing only in specific states.

After years of practicing swordsmanship, one day their true brilliance will be revealed.

However, prolonged dreaming can harm one's health.

Cultivation is extremely prone to going astray. Ning Fusang could only slowly explore on her own. Even though Bai Ni was by her side and had achieved minor success in the Dream Dao, how could Bai Ni reveal matters concerning the very foundation of cultivation to her?

Even between Daoist couples, they wouldn't reveal the fundamentals of cultivation to each other without reservation.

Any cultivator who has practiced for some years will pay special attention to this point.

Moreover, Bai Ni has lived for so many years, and she hasn't lived in vain.

She replied, "It's me."

"Yaoling, do you know the name of this sea area?"

Judging from Bai Ni's words, something unusual was going on.

Ning Fusang had heard Qingya say that Haiwan Village was located in the Fengtu Strait.

She tentatively asked, "The Fengtu Sea area?"

“This is its current name.” Bai Ni’s voice was light and airy, as if it came from the clouds. “A thousand years ago, this place was called Shuixiao Sea.”

Water Silk Sea.

Ning Fusang was slightly taken aback. Wasn't this the sea area where Bai Ni used to live? When she was in the desolate sea, she had told herself that the Water Silk Sea was warm and sunny all year round, and a line of merfolk had settled and multiplied here.

Bai Ni then moved to Shuixiaohai.

“That’s right, this is my old home, which is why I didn’t come to find you for so long. Instead, I went back to the cave where I used to live.”

"So, are you in your own cave now?" Ning Fusang planned to ask for directions before going to find her.

Bai Ni replied, "I'm on the sea."

"There's a familiar feeling here..."

"Serman?"

Although Ning Fusang had lived in Haiwan Village for some time, she rarely went out and had not seen many strangers, so she did not see any villagers who appeared to be merfolk.

Moreover, apart from Mu Zhai Si and Mu Qi Chun, no one in Haiwan Village recognized her wearing the mermaid gauze dress.

Muzhai Si...

Ning Fusang twitched her brow, finding her unrealistic idea amusing.

Muzhai Si was indeed a human; she couldn't be mistaken about that. His dissatisfaction with the mermaid veil stemmed primarily from its damaged blue fabric.

He must have recognized it; it was stained with the blood of a mermaid.

Ultimately, Mu Zhaisi felt that she was not a kind person because she wore a silk dress stained with blood, but as a doctor, he had to save her, so he felt awkward.

Ning Fusang was sensible enough not to linger in front of them.

The green bell under the eaves rang once for some unknown reason.

She looked outside and saw an old man on the shore, his hands behind his back, holding a machete.

It’s weird.

What is Mokuzai waiting for by the sea with his knife?
The sound of the sea crashing against the shore was deafening, inaudible to ordinary people, but Ning Fusang could hear it clearly.

A figure slowly approached, riding the waves.

Mu Zhai Si's expression darkened, and he shouted, "Go back!"

Bai Ni: ...

Crazy?

This mortal dared to try and kill her with a machete?
Muzhai's hand trembled slightly. He exhaled two breaths of turbid air, and his trembling heart finally calmed down. "Mirage Maiden, there is nothing here that you are looking for. Go back to your ocean."

Bai Ni: ?
"Do you know me?" She found this mortal rather interesting and asked casually.

Bai Ni, with her extraordinary ability to transform herself, was so skilled that even Fu Baihua couldn't detect her true identity. How could an old man from a small fishing village not be curious about her?
When Mokuzai saw that the female demon was not as hideous as his wife had described, and that she was quite patient in talking to him, his fear subsided a little.

He tried to reason with them: "What you're looking for isn't in Haiwan Village, you should leave."

Bai Ni was baffled: "What am I looking for?"

(End of this chapter)