Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 90 Swordplay Lesson

Ning Fusang looked up at Jiang Renyi and said a simple "Yes".

Before the outer sect competition, Jiang Renyi returned to the sect from Qingbo Cave Lake. On the first day of the outer sect competition, he saw Ning Fusang and even thought about going over to catch up with her before the drawing of lots began.

Later, he entered the inner sect, and although they took classes together, he never found a chance to speak with Ning Fusang.

Jiang Renyi quickly caught up with Ning Fusang: "Back then at Qingbo Cave Lake, I was unaware of Senior Brother Yang Ruo's identity and was quite negligent. Could you please ask Junior Sister Ning to pass on a few words to Senior Brother Yang Ruo for me? I would like to apologize to Senior Brother Yang Ruo in person."

This is Jiang Renyi's true purpose.

He thought Yang Ruo was sent by the sect to investigate Lu Cong and Dou Yuan for abusing their power for personal gain and enriching themselves.

After reviewing the whole incident, Jiang Renyi was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat, because he had failed to report to Elder Lu Cong about his personal disciple's trip to Qingbo Cave Lake.

Fortunately, the sect punished the two severely enough that Lu Cong and Dou Yuan's paths to immortality were cut short, so Jiang Renyi no longer needed to fear them.

Ning Fusang refused without hesitation: "If you want to apologize, go find Yang Ruo yourself. I don't have time to relay messages between us."

She ignored Jiang Renyi's reaction, walked straight to the side, leaned against a pillar, closed her eyes to rest, and reviewed in her mind what Dai Fengyin had taught her yesterday.

In the four realms of swordsmanship, she had already entered the Sword Qi realm when she was in the outer sect, but at that time, her understanding of sword qi was hazy, like looking at flowers through fog.

After Dai Fengyin's explanation, she had a sudden realization.

As for the final realm of sword intent, she is still quite far from that level. But Ning Fusang had already come into contact with sword intent long ago.

Humans use their bodies to carry their consciousness; the two are inseparable. Once the physical body perishes, consciousness has no vessel and will also vanish with the wind.

Sword intent is something that transcends its physical form yet still exists. At least compared to worldly "things," it can be considered eternal.

The sword techniques carved on the cliff of Enlightenment Cliff have never been seen by anyone wielding them, yet their sword intent still possesses immense destructive power, undiminished over millennia.

At 7:45 AM, Yu Wanwu arrived.

The whispers in the square stopped abruptly, and everyone stood still.

Ning Fusang joined the team, and next to her was a disciple with an unfamiliar face. He was handsome with red lips and white teeth, but his eyebrows were drooping and he had a bitter look on his face.

The young man, named Lian Zhu, was an ordinary disciple who had been working in the inner sect for many years. Since it was almost time for the once-every-ten-year review of his grades, and he happened to have ten grades at the Ding level, he chose to repeat the swordsmanship course to play it safe.

But to everyone's surprise, the swordplay class was taught by Elder Yu from the Discipline Hall.

Master Yu used to teach swordsmanship classes, and that year a third of the students failed the test.

Lian Zhu is now in a dilemma. He dares not skip class. But if he doesn't skip class, he might not pass the assessment even if he studies, and end up with a D-level grade, which would be a complete waste of his cultivation time.
After some deliberation, Lian Zhu decided to obediently finish Yu Wanwu's swordsmanship class.

Master Yu almost never assigns an A rating; he only needs to accept either a B or a C rating.

The swordplay class is divided into two parts: in the morning, students learn the Southern Star Swordplay, and in the afternoon, they work in pairs to practice.

Because the number of participants was odd, Yu Wanwu called his disciple Shen Yuanxi over to spar with him in the afternoon.

The young man suppressed his cultivation level to the third realm and looked at his master's expression. Yu Wanwu shook his head. Shen Yuanxi continued to suppress his cultivation level, but stopped when he reached the early stage of the second realm.

He muttered to himself, "I thought Master was going to suppress me to the first level."

If he were to be forced to suppress himself to the first realm and fight against these junior brothers and sisters, Shen Yuanxi couldn't guarantee a victory. After all, there were cultivators at the third realm in the team, and he couldn't possibly overcome two major realms! Wouldn't that just be passively taking a beating and losing face?

Yu Wanwu did not restrict everyone from choosing their opponents. Shen Tu Lei lost to Ning Fusang in the outer sect competition and was dissatisfied, so he took the initiative to choose to be in the same group as Ning Fusang.

Everyone formed their own teams, and Lian Zhu, who was alone, automatically teamed up with Shen Yuanxi.

Shen Tu Lei glanced over there, thinking, "If I have the chance next time, I'll spar with Senior Brother Shen again."

He'd rather fight Ning Fusang first and save face.

Shen Tu Lei waved his hand, and the Xuan Tie sword on the sword rack flew into his hand.

Ning Fusang knew why Shen Tu Lei chose to team up with her, and she didn't refuse, because there was no point in fighting against someone who was too weak.

Shen Tu Lei, as the second place winner in the outer sect competition, certainly has the strength.

She leaped onto the arena, and with a wave of her hand, the Xuan Tie Sword appeared in her grasp. Her sword control technique was already quite proficient.

Yu Wanwu stopped and watched the two fight for a while before checking on the others.

Lian Zhu noticed Yu Wanwu's gaze on her and became nervous, almost causing Shen Yuanxi to knock her sword away.

When he turned around, Yu Wanwu was no longer standing there.

Lian Zhu had just breathed a sigh of relief when a cold sword was placed against his neck. Shen Yuanxi smiled and said, "Junior brother, when you are asking a sword question, being distracted is a great taboo."

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother," Lian Zhu said, cupping his hands in greeting.

Shen Yuanxi sheathed her sword and glanced at him indifferently: "Continue."

As the sun set, its afterglow shone on the training ground. Ning Fusang raised her heavy arm and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Opposite her, Shen Tu Lei sat cross-legged on the ground, panting heavily, his face as red as a furnace.

Ning Fusang sat cross-legged, with the Xuan Tie sword held horizontally in front of her knees. She quickly adjusted her breathing, and her breathing soon became even.

Shen Tu Lei gritted his teeth, looked at her with a look of resentment in his eyes, but he had no strength left to fight her again.

At the beginning of the hour of You (5-7 PM), everyone gradually left the training ground.

Some people stayed behind to continue practicing their swordsmanship.

Ning Fusang went to the Sutra Repository to look at a cultivation technique she hadn't finished reading before. Her reward for being the champion of the outer sect competition was three thousand contribution points, plus the two hundred contribution points from previous tasks, and the one hundred contribution points a personal disciple received each month. Overall, she was quite well-off, enough to exchange for a cultivation technique.

The martial arts manuals in the Scripture Pavilion cannot be copied without permission. Ning Fusang would spend an hour after class at the Scripture Pavilion to memorize the manuals.

She chose a body-strengthening exercise, and she should be able to memorize it by today.

Ning Fusang spent half an hour memorizing the last part of the cultivation technique, then recited it from memory. By the time he left the Scripture Pavilion, it was already dusk.

The later courses were much easier, mostly introductory classes about monsters, spiritual plants, the overall structure of Zhongling World, and the division of power.

Ning Fusang often attended these classes when she was in the outer sect, so the new courses were not difficult for her.

However, while there were inner sect elders in the outer sect who were willing to give lectures, the content was very fragmented, unlike the inner sect which had a framework and logic.

(End of this chapter)