Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 5 Wei Shaoqing

“Fighting in private and disturbing other disciples’ sword washing is a crime that should be punished.”

Upon hearing these words, Cai Lian's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad feeling.

Mo Guihua glanced at Cai Lian and said calmly, "Since Ning Fusang is gone, you will wash her part of the sword."

After speaking, Mo Guihua looked at the others and gave them a warning: "If this happens again, everyone will be punished equally, understand?"

It was clearly Ning Fusang and Cai Lian who caused the trouble, yet they were being reprimanded as well. Naturally, everyone was resentful, but dared not show it, and outwardly remained respectful:
"The disciple understands."

Regardless of whether they were telling the truth or not, Mo Guihua only wanted less fighting at the Sword Washing Pool. After receiving everyone's assurances, Mo Guihua walked outside.

Cai Lian bit her lip, her eyes misty with tears, mostly from embarrassment. She chased after her and asked:

"Steward Mo, what about Ning Fusang's punishment?"

Mo Guihua turned to look at Cai Lian, her expression indifferent: "The Sect Leader has pardoned Ning Fusang's punishment. From today onwards, she will no longer remain in the Sword Washing Pool."

Now that Ning Fusang is no longer a member of the Sword Washing Pool, she should naturally no longer be under her control. Today's matter has been settled.

But why?
Ning Fusang was punished to the Sword Washing Pool for committing a serious mistake, but the sect leader exempted her from punishment after only three years, which is far too unfair!

Cai Lian almost ground her teeth to powder. She couldn't understand why Ning Fusang was so lucky!
She stabbed herself, and not only did she not receive any punishment, she was even allowed to return to the outer sect. How come she gets all the good things?!
After leaving the Sword Washing Pool, Ning Fusang wandered around the mountain for a while before finally heading towards Dudao Peak.

The assessment should be almost over by now.

Many disciples went to Dudao Peak to see the final result, including many from the inner sect.

His robes fluttered like flowing clouds, and he held his sword high in the sky, free and unrestrained.

Ning Fusang can wield a sword, but he cannot control it, let alone fly on a sword.

She slowly walked to Dudao Peak.

From afar, Elder Gu Pingsheng's loud, clear voice could be heard:

"You thirty-nine of you have passed through numerous trials on Dudao Peak and reached the summit. From this day forward, you will officially become outer disciples of my Nanxing Sword Sect. During your studies in the outer sect, I hope that no difference in worldly status or age will become an excuse for your lack of cultivation. I will only look at the results of your cultivation. I hope that you will be diligent and self-disciplined, abide by the sect's rules, and that we can all spend these three years in the outer sect in peace."

Gu Pingsheng's voice was stern. Among the thirty-nine people, apart from a few older ones who were somewhat calm and composed, only Xu Jianjia and Xiao Qiu, the master and servant, were completely unaware. Most of them couldn't help but feel timid, unsure of what to do with their hands and feet, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that the tapping had a good effect, Gu Pingsheng nodded in satisfaction, put his hands behind his back, and said with an air of otherworldly elegance:
“I am Gu Pingsheng. I will be in charge of your outer sect for the next three years. Now, you two will stand in pairs and send one of you to draw lots for your lodgings.”

With a flick of his sleeve, Gu Pingsheng sent a bunch of bamboo skewers flying out and arranging them neatly in mid-air.

The immortal's supernatural powers left the children, who had just climbed to the mountaintop and were still panting, wide-eyed. They completely forgot Gu Pingsheng's instructions until Xiao Qiu returned with a bamboo stick and cheerfully spoke to Xu Jianjia:
"Miss, look at the words above. It says where we need to stay."

Xiao Qiu could read, but after drawing a bamboo stick, she immediately handed it to Xu Jianjia.

Looking down, Xu Jianjia saw the three characters "Chaoyang Peak" engraved on the smooth front of the bamboo skewer. She then flipped the skewer over.
"Meiyuan No. 3".

Xiao Qiu beamed with joy: "Then we'll be able to see lots of plum blossoms!"

The others stepped forward one after another to draw bamboo sticks, standing in pairs and talking quietly. Only one woman in plain clothes was left alone on the side, looking somewhat awkward.

She looked down at the bamboo skewer in her palm: Chaoyang Peak, Wuyuan Garden.

It's alright, she'll have more space and be more comfortable living alone. After assigning accommodations, Gu Pingsheng took out his token, preparing to close Dudao Peak first before taking them to collect their living supplies.

The restriction slowly enveloped the entire Dudao Peak, and just as it was about to seal completely, a flying sword pierced through the air.

The black iron token, which had been floating in mid-air, landed in Gui Pingsheng's hand. He looked at the newcomer with a cold gaze:

"Today is the day my Southern Star Sword Sect accepts disciples. What are you people from the Autumn Frost Sword Sect doing here?"

There was a lot of discussion below.

"The Autumn Frost Sword Sect has always been at odds with our Southern Star Sword Sect. Their visit now suggests they have ill intentions!"

"Hmph! Whatever their intentions, daring to cause trouble on the day our Southern Star Sword Sect accepts disciples is far too arrogant! Our Southern Star Sword Sect will not tolerate their wild behavior!"

"This is the mountain gate of our Southern Star Sword Sect. If they dare to go too far, we will make sure they never leave alive!"

Most of the disciples of the Southern Star Sword Sect were furious, looking as if they were about to draw their swords at any moment.

Upon seeing this, the leading cultivator from the Autumn Frost Sword Sect burst into laughter, the sound echoing across the mountaintop. After a long while, he slowly spoke:

"Why are you all so wary of me? It is precisely because I know that today is the big day for your Southern Star Sword Sect to accept disciples that I have traveled a long way to visit you and bring you a great gift!"

It was obvious that the weasel was offering New Year's greetings to the chicken, but it had no good intentions. Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Southern Star Sword Sect became even more vigilant and wary. Gu Pingsheng frowned deeply, feeling an indescribable unease in his heart.

However, as an elder of the sect, he couldn't openly display his dislike for the Autumn Frost Sword Sect like the disciples. Gu Pingsheng softened his voice:

"I wonder what exactly this great gift Elder Lu is referring to?"

The Autumn Frost Sword Sect sent seven people, all dressed in brocade robes and jade belts, with graceful figures and long swords at their waists. Ning Fusang noticed that among these people, there was a handsome young man in white who stood out from the crowd.

There was no spiritual energy emanating from him; he seemed to be just an ordinary mortal. He appeared to be just over twenty years old, still somewhat immature, with thin lips pressed tightly together and a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

Why would the Autumn Frost Sword Sect bring a mortal here?

Ning Fusang pondered, vaguely guessing that the Autumn Frost Sword Sect's plans were probably related to this young man, but she couldn't figure out what the Autumn Frost Sword Sect was up to.

As for the others, they paid no attention to this unremarkable boy.

Lu Yu called out, "Wei Shaoqing, why don't you come out and greet Elder Gu of the Southern Star Sword Sect?"

Immediately, countless gazes fell upon the young man named Wei Shaoqing. The white-clad youth stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and displayed an extremely respectful attitude.
"This junior, Wei Shaoqing, is from Luochuan. I greet Elder Gu."

The people brought by the Autumn Frost Sword Sect were so respectful and courteous to him that Gu Pingsheng was momentarily taken aback. He even wondered if this young man had some connection with him.
The boy remained in the bowing posture, and Gu Pingsheng, seeing this, said stiffly, "No need for such formalities."

The disciples of the Southern Star Sword Sect had countless questions in their minds.

"Who is this Wei Shaoqing?"

"Why did the people from the Autumn Frost Sword Sect ask him to pay his respects to Elder Gu in a separate manner?"

This story does not have a spiritual root setting, but it does have a spiritual energy setting. The human body is a container; the ability to retain spiritual energy without leakage indicates aptitude for cultivation. The Dudao Peak assessment has already filtered out those unable to store spiritual energy, so no additional aptitude testing is needed. Spirit stones are universally applicable, without distinction between superior, medium, and inferior grades, facilitating calculations.

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