Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 44 Rest and Reorganization in Qingfeng Valley

The group bid farewell to Dou Yuan.

After leaving Qingbodong Lake, Yang Ruo couldn't help but take out the evaluation form again and look at it. His eyes fell on the small print at the bottom.

It reads: Diligence is also a great virtue.

These words were written with a natural and fluent style, showing that Lu Cong did not hesitate at all when he put pen to paper. Yang Ruo felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart again.

He muttered to himself, "This Elder Lu is so despicable for selling mermaids and seeking personal gain, yet his handwriting still has a certain integrity. It shows that the saying 'you can tell a lot about a person by their handwriting' isn't entirely true."

Seeing that his gaze was fixed on the evaluation form, Yang Ni comforted him, "It's normal for Senior Brother Yang Ruo to be imperfect on his first mission. Don't take the assessment and rating too seriously."

Wu Gui chimed in, "Yes, Senior Brother Yang Ruo. The first time I took on a mission, I was to dig up a two-headed white lingzhi mushroom, but I accidentally damaged one end and ended up only getting a lower-grade B."

Yang Ruo knew that everyone had misunderstood, but she didn't explain, since Junior Sister Ning had said to keep it a secret.

However, he remembered that this seemed to be Ning Shimei's first mission. Compared to her "A" grade, Yang Ruo felt that his "B" grade was too embarrassing.

Will Master think he has disgraced Song Hanfeng?

But his senior brother would definitely laugh at him. Yang Ruo felt a little depressed.

He stole a few glances at Ning Fusang and sent her a telepathic message: "Junior Sister Ning, should we wait outside Qingbo Cave Lake for the people from Qiushuang Sword Sect?"

Ning Fusang replied calmly via telepathy, "Just follow the route back to the sect. Stop at Qingfeng Valley and wait for them to come to you."

The people of the Autumn Frost Sword Sect also take this route to return to their sect. They only part ways at Qingfeng Valley, where they will wait and be able to catch up with the people.

After looking at the map, Ning Fusang memorized this place.

Yang Ruo felt that Ning Fusang possessed a strategic and tactful air about her, which he greatly admired and envied.

Five days later, the group arrived at Qingfeng Valley.

Yang Ruo said, "We've been traveling for a while and we're tired. Why don't we rest here for a couple of days?"

The flying carpet had always been controlled by Yang Ruo alone, which consumed his spiritual energy and mental strength. Therefore, when he suggested that he needed to rest, everyone thought it was only natural and had no objections.

Hua Qian looked apologetic: "It was our oversight. Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother Yang Ruo."

Yang Ruo didn't know how to explain, so she nervously hummed a few times and brushed it off.

Hua Yue spread out a map and looked at it with Yang Ni. She pointed to a spot and said, "There's a fairy town not far away. Let's go take a look."

"Since we're going to rest here for two days anyway, we might as well just relax." She turned to him. "Senior Brother Yang Ruo, Sister, what do you think?"

Hua Qian hesitated slightly and looked at Yang Ruo.

He scratched his face and said, "Alright... then."

"But don't go too far, and don't go alone. Be careful. If you encounter any danger, remember to send out a distress signal immediately. I will come to rescue you if I see it."

Yang Ruo talked on and on for a long time. After he finished speaking, Hua Yue asked, "Isn't Senior Brother going?"

He shook his head: "I'll wait for you in Qingfeng Valley."

Yang Ruo looked around, then suddenly looked up at a dilapidated shrine on the cliff top: "Let's meet there."

With a wide field of vision, it's easier to spot the movements of the Autumn Frost Sword Sect.

Hua Yue asked Ning Fusang a few words, but like Yang Ruo, she didn't go to explore the town. She left with her sister Hua Qian and Yang Ni. Wu Gui and Xie Feng traveled together, leaving Yang Ruo, Ning Fusang, and Dong Fangfei at the Temple of Immortals.

Dong Fangfei is also aloof, but her aloofness is different from Ning Fusang's.

She was a woman of few words, rarely speaking. She took the long sword, wrapped in cloth, from her back, placed it across her knees, and closed her eyes for a short rest.

Yang Ruo sat outside the threshold of the Immortal Shrine and whispered to Ning Fusang, "That Junior Sister Dong, with her peak Second Realm cultivation, will definitely participate in the Outer Sect Competition three years from now. Junior Sister Ning, you two may face off in the future."

She chuckled softly and said, "Senior Brother Yang Ruo, everyone in our team, except for you, will meet at the outer sect competition three years from now."

Therefore, everything Yang Ruo said was nonsense.

His eyes widened, sparkling, and he nodded in realization: "It seems that's indeed the case."

*
Twenty miles away.

There is a plaque in the town that reads "Xiaofeng Town".

Hua Yue tilted her head back, glanced at the weathered stone plaque, then looked away with a radiant smile. She took her sister's arm and said affectionately, "Although Xiaofeng Town looks a bit deserted and isn't as big as our sect's market, I've never been here before, so it's quite novel. Sister, let's go in."

Hua Qian patted the back of her hand and nodded slightly.

The two sisters were very close, and Yang Ni didn't want to disturb them, so she followed behind them from a distance of a few steps.

The town's founding date is unknown, but it gradually developed into its present form as it came to be settled by wandering monks who had no fixed abode.

Random cultivators passing by are also willing to stop by for a rest, or sell the spiritual plants and wild ginseng they have gathered, the fragments of magical treasures they have picked up, and the strange and unusual ores they have collected in Xiaofeng Town.

Yang Ni glanced at the items on the street stalls and lost interest. The goods here were naturally inferior to those in the Nanxing Sword Sect's market.

She didn't see any treasures and gave up on the idea of ​​finding something bargain.

Hua Yue squatted down in front of a vendor's stall, picked up a colorful sword tassel, held it up to her lips, and asked, "Sister, will this match my dagger?"

Before Hua Qian could answer, the stall owner enthusiastically praised, "Fellow Daoist's dagger is snow-white, which, when contrasted with my colorful sword tassel, is dazzling and beautiful. It's a perfect match."

"Half a spirit stone will suffice." Having been in business for so long, even a blockhead would have become a shrewd businessman by now. He understood that the success of this deal depended on his sister, so he looked at Hua Qian with longing eyes.

Hua Qian smiled gently and said softly, "It's beautiful."

She took out a spirit stone, chopped it neatly in half with a chop, and handed one half to the stall owner.

"Fellow Daoist, would you like to take a look at something else? Besides sword tassels, I also have tung flower jade and blue moon coins, all suitable for hanging on sword hilts," he said, striking while the iron was hot.

Hua Qian gently shook her head, politely declining, "No need."

The stall owner had no choice but to give up and turned his gaze to Yang Ni. Yang Ni, with a cold face, also said, "No need."

After walking a short distance, the three saw Wu Gui and Xie Feng gathered around a vendor's stall.

Yang Ni frowned: "Are they gambling on stones?"

Those who gamble on stones rarely win; Yang Ni doesn't approve of their behavior, but she also doesn't want to meddle.

The bond between fellow students sounds nice, but how much of it is there really?

(End of this chapter)