Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 39 Night Exploration of Donghu
But what does this have to do with her?

Ning Fusang has never been a helpful person.

The tents at Qingbo Cave Lake were simply set up. A frame was built using pine wood from the nearby forest, and some low-level spirit beast pelts and vines were used to fix or hang them up. That was it.

However, for safety reasons, each tent is equipped with a low-level array plate that can activate a defensive barrier.

After Ning Fusang activated the magic array, she took out a futon from her storage bracelet, sat cross-legged, and looked inward at her dantian. She saw that spiritual energy was overflowing.

This was a sign that he was about to break through to a higher realm, but Ning Fusang's expression remained unusually indifferent.

She frowned and murmured, "How could it be so fast?"

Ning Fusang exhaled a deep breath, closed his eyes, and circulated his internal energy. The spiritual energy in his dantian was decreasing at a slow rate.

Half an hour later, her cultivation level stabilized at the early stage of the second realm, and a rectangular symbol flew out from the palm of her right hand, glowing red.

As the Sword Heart Diagram unfolded, the phantom of a sword appeared perpendicular to it. Ning Fusang reached out and touched it, and a tangible short sword appeared in his hand.

The nine-inch blade gleamed with a clear, subtle light, like moonlight reflecting off a cold river. Holding the hilt felt like touching the cool waters of the Donghu Lake, eight hundred miles outside the camp.

Fish Hidden Sword, Morning Tide Saintess, Mermaid Clan.

These three words came to Ning Fusang's mind as she lowered her eyes to examine the Fish-Hidden Sword, which she had obtained from the Holy Maiden of the Merfolk.

Memories flooded her mind.

……

The waves crashed against the shore, creating white spray.

Behind the reef, a frosty white fish tail was revealed, its flesh mangled and covered in wounds.

Chaoxi leaned against the reef, letting the waves lap against her fishtail, but she always held the Fish-Hidden Sword tightly in her hand.

This is a symbol of the power of the holy maidens of the Merfolk throughout history.

Suddenly, the Holy Goddess Chaoxi's expression changed. She saw the figure of a human girl on the sword.

She will attract people!
This thought suddenly took hold of Chaoxi's mind and wouldn't go away. She endured the pain, transformed into human form, and, holding the Fish-Hidden Sword, went to kill the little girl.

The scene shifts, and Chaoxi lies on the ground, while the little girl holds the fish-shaped sword, piercing her heart. Her hands are covered in blood, and her face is cold.

Chao Xi is dead.

The last Holy Maiden of the Merfolk Royal Court died at the hands of an unknown human girl.

……

Ning Fusang was that little girl, and that's why she obtained the Fish-Hidden Sword.

After killing Chaoxi, she disposed of her body and washed the blood off the beach. The world believed that Saintess Chaoxi had disappeared and would search for her whereabouts endlessly.

Ning Fusang removed her storage bracelet, laid the green jade gourd flat, and with a swift motion of her fish-shaped sword, opened the gourd's lid.

She sheathed the fish-shaped sword in her sword heart diagram, a slight smirk playing on her lips, seemingly mocking.

"Does the merfolk royal court still exist in this world?"

Mermaids weep tears that turn into pearls, but those who make pearls suffer. Mermaids weave water into yarn, but those who make yarn toil. Mermaids' oil can be used to make everlasting lamps, but those who ask for the lamps are put to death.

The plight of merfolk is far more tragic than that of other non-human races.

Ning Fusang picked up the green jade gourd, brought it close to her eyes, squinted at it, and then probed it with her divine sense. Inside the gourd, there was a pool of sweet and refreshing spiritual spring.

She put the cap back on, tightened it, and put the bracelet back on.

There were rustling sounds outside the tent.

Ning Fusang got up, lifted the curtain and went out, and saw Yang Ruo pacing back and forth outside, seemingly holding something in his hand. When he saw Ning Fusang come out, he looked embarrassed, as if he had been caught red-handed: "Junior Sister Ning, it's so late, you're still not asleep?"

Ning Fusang crossed her arms and stared at him: "Senior brother, you know it's late, so why are you still making a racket outside my tent?"

Yang Ruo's eyes widened, looking extremely aggrieved, as she defended herself: "I... I didn't say anything."

Ning Fusang pointed to his feet: "Those who cultivate the Dao have sharp ears and eyes. Senior brother, pacing back and forth, the rustling sound of your footsteps on the lawn is too noisy."

Yang Ruo: "..."

Ning Shimei's accusation was surprisingly reasonable. Yang Ruo opened his mouth, wanting to apologize, but Ning Fusang's voice drowned out his:

"My senior brother wants to see me. Let's go inside and talk."

Ning Fusang turned and entered the tent, leaving behind the swaying vines and their overlapping shadows.

Yang Ruo followed her inside, raised her hand to set up a soundproof barrier, and asked mysteriously, "Junior Sister Ning, guess what I caught while I was fishing for mermaid silk today?"

Ning Fusang replied perfunctorily, "A mermaid pearl."

Besides water, Qingbo Cave Lake is filled with mermaid gauze, mermaids, and all kinds of small fish. Yang Ruo could only hold a mermaid pearl in her hand; she couldn't think of anything else.

Yang Ruo looked surprised: "I haven't even said anything yet, and Junior Sister Ning has already guessed it."

He opened his hand, and a sky-blue pearl lay in his palm.

“The tears of mermaids are what form pearls. The fact that I was able to retrieve a mermaid pearl means that the mermaids in Qingbo Cave Lake have something sad to say. Junior Sister Ning, you are so smart, what do you think is the reason she is crying?”

Master said that Junior Sister Ning is a smart person, so she must know the answer. Just like the mermaid pearl just now, before he even said anything, Junior Sister Ning guessed it right away, which increased Yang Ruo's confidence in Ning Fusang even more.

He opened his big, watery eyes and looked at Ning Fusang, waiting expectantly for her answer.

Ning Fusang was speechless for a moment. What did it have to do with her why the merman was crying? It wasn't like she had gone down into the lake and beaten him up.

She took a breath and said calmly, "If you really want to know, Senior Brother, you might as well go and ask him yourself."

Yang Ruo shook his head: "No, Junior Sister Lin said we can't go into the water without permission, it will pollute the water."

Ning Fusang raised her hand, and a transparent bubble appeared in her palm. With a gentle blow, the bubble enveloped Yang Ruo. She smiled and said, "By using spiritual power to isolate yourself from the water, you won't pollute the water."

Yang Ruo's eyes lit up, but in the next instant, the bubble turned into tiny water mist, floating in the air.

Ning Fusang said, "My spiritual power is weak and my magic is not refined, so the bubble cannot last long. However, Senior Brother's cultivation is profound, so you don't have this problem."

"Junior Sister Ning, could you come with me?" Yang Ruo asked hesitantly.

He thought Ning Fusang would reject him coldly, but to his surprise, the girl's lips curled up slightly, and her tone was gentle: "Okay."

"Since my senior brother trusts me so much, it is my duty as his junior sister to do so."

Ning Fusang's face was full of sincerity, as if the indifferent person from before was not her at all.

Yang Ruo felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Under the cover of night, the two arrived at the distant shore of Qingbodong Lake.

"rather……"

Yang Ruo turned and called out to Ning Fusang, but stopped abruptly after uttering only one syllable. She asked in a panic, "Someone's coming! Where...where do we hide?"

"Naturally, it's in the lake."

Ning Fusang pressed Yang Ruo down and then plunged into the water. A moment later, the ripples spreading across the lake gradually dissipated.

The water was calm and still.

(End of this chapter)