Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 130 Meeting an Old Friend at Quancao Garden
Once outside the city, Ning Fusang and his two companions spotted Kong Sheng, dressed in white and untouched by the dust, under a willow tree in the distance.

Upon seeing the three people, Kong Sheng put his hands together in a Buddhist gesture of respect.

Zhi Xiaocao and Li Yeshan returned the greeting in a proper manner.

"The bodies have all been buried?" Ning Fusang glanced at the small mounds behind him.

Kong Sheng nodded.

"Now that things are settled, let's get going." Ning Fusang summoned her flying sword, which widened and lengthened, becoming large enough to carry three people.

As for the little monk, he has already reached the Knowledge Realm, and his speed in riding the wind is much faster than her sword, so there's no need to worry about him.

The moment the sword was drawn, Zhi Xiaocao's eyes lit up: "Senior Sister Ning, is your sword a spirit sword?"

"I heard that inner disciples can choose a spirit sword from the Hidden Sword Pavilion. Is this the sword you brought out from the Hidden Sword Pavilion?"

Li Yeshan's eyes flickered slightly, and he subconsciously concluded that this spirit sword was of an extraordinary grade.

He remembered that Ning Fusang used to have a spirit sword, which seemed to be called "Shattered Light Sword". She brought the Shattered Light Sword with her when she took the graduation exam. The spirit sword in front of him had even stronger spiritual light and aura.

Ning Fusang grunted in agreement and urged, "Stop dawdling."

This was her first time using a sword to carry someone. Although she had never tried it before, she figured there wouldn't be any problems.

The whistling wind brushed against her cheeks, and Zhi Xiaocao clung tightly to Li Yeshan's clothes.

Countless mountains and rivers, peaks and ridges, flowed backwards like a fleeting glimpse.

After getting used to the speed of the flying sword, Zhi Xiaocao lowered her eyes and looked at the scenery below.

The trees were lush and green, and only when the wind blew would clear-ups appear in the forest. On the winding path, a group of strangely shaped "people" pushed a prison cart and pulled a rope along the way.

"Senior Sister Ning, did you see that?" Zhi Xiaocao exclaimed in surprise, "There's someone down there!"

The commotion was so obvious that even a blade of grass noticed it, how could Ning Fusang not have noticed it? She casually said "Oh," and then added, "That's not a person, it's a demon."

Zhi Xiaocao pondered Ning Fusang's words for a moment.

demon.

Demon?
Demon!
The little grass couldn't sit still anymore; it lost its balance and almost fell off the sword.

Ning Fusang said irritably, "Want to die?"

"If you want to die, jump down yourself. Don't drag others down with you."

This was the first time Ning Fusang had used a sword to carry two people, and controlling the flying sword was already difficult enough. If Zhi Xiaocao hadn't had such profound spiritual power, it wouldn't have been so easy for her to stabilize the flying sword.

Zhi Xiaocao quieted down and then squeaked, "Senior Sister Ning, besides the demons, there seem to be other people too. Shouldn't we save them?"

Ning Fusang's tone was unreadable: "Are you a saint?"

Zhi Xiaocao didn't dare to shake her head, and only said, "No."

"Then am I a saint?"

"..."

Zhi Xiaocao chuckled twice: "Senior Sister Ning is joking."

The probability that he is a saint is much higher.

Ning Fusang said calmly, "Since neither of us are saints, what business is it of yours to save people from suffering?"

"With your mediocre skills, you'd just be sending yourself to your death."

Ning Fusang could certainly deal with those demons, but there was no need. If Zhi Xiaocao wanted to save people, he could go himself; she wouldn't stop him.

But he wants to save people and then asks me to be his henchman? Dream on.

Li Yeshan said, "Master Kongsheng has already passed away."

Having witnessed Kong Sheng's abilities, Zhi Xiaocao was completely reassured. He had ideals and would draw his sword to help those in need, but he also had the concerns of an ordinary person, worries about life and death, and an understanding of his own abilities. Having already reached the territory of Lingzhou, Ning Fusang did not wait for Kong Sheng and directly flew towards the sect on his sword.

Before the mountain gate, Su'a Sword transformed into a wisp of light and disappeared.

Zhi Xiaocao and Li Yeshan bowed to Ning Fusang and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Ning, for giving us a ride."

The two still had to go to the mission hall to turn in their mission, so they said goodbye to Ning Fusang.

Ning Fusang didn't rush back to the inner sect, but instead went to the outer sect disciples' residence first.

Within the outer sect, Chaoyang Peak is the main peak, and the main places for disciples' activities, such as the dining hall, mission hall, library, and teaching area, are all located on Chaoyang Peak.

Since the new disciples do not know how to fly on swords, their residences are all located on Chaoyang Peak to facilitate their daily lives.

After three years, once they are familiar with the outer environment, they will move to different peaks.

Along the flagstone path, weeds and unidentified wildflowers grew, and servants with scissors were trimming them.

Ning Fusang was still dressed in the same black robes, without changing into her sect attire, but the jade pendant hanging from her waist revealed her status as a direct disciple.

Two female disciples who were chatting suddenly stopped talking, cupped their hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Senior Sister."

Ning Fusang nodded slightly, bypassed the two, and walked forward.

After the girl's figure disappeared down the path, the two female disciples began to discuss in hushed tones.

"That senior sister's identity jade token, she must be a direct disciple, right?"

"The jade is of such high quality, it must be it."

"However, the sunlight reflects off the jade, making it impossible to tell which lineage it belongs to."

"I think I saw the character 'Ning' in her eyes." The female disciple looked on with envy. "That senior sister is so young, and she's already a direct disciple. She must have great talent."

Another female disciple nodded in agreement and sighed, "I don't dare to hope for a personal discipleship; I just want to be an inner disciple."

"But you have to pass the outer disciple exam first. Only by becoming an outer disciple can you participate in the outer sect competition." She was an outer disciple back then, but she failed her studies and was demoted to a menial disciple.

"Hey, why would that senior sister, who is a direct disciple, come to Quancao Garden?"

His companion pondered for a moment, then "snip"ed off a section of wildflower, saying, "Perhaps they've come looking for someone."

Quancao Garden has thirty-three courtyards, with four people per room. The garden is planted with weeping crabapple, osmanthus, and lilac trees, creating a beautiful environment with crisscrossing paths, making it seem like a paradise.

In this tranquil and peaceful environment, many people become lazy and relax their practice. Ning Fusang walked along and saw several courtyards with their gates open, where disciples were dozing off in the sun, their books upside down.

Some female disciples were also fiddling with fresh flowers, seemingly making rouge.

Ning Fusang walked through the alley and stopped outside the courtyard with the words "Thirty-Three" engraved on the plaque. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

dong dong dong.

A moment later, a female disciple with an unfamiliar face, dressed in a light yellow gauze robe, opened the door. After looking Ning Fusang up and down a few times, she asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The other party's tone was neither cold nor indifferent, but Ning Fusang didn't mind at all and went straight to the point: "Does Ruan San Niang live here?"

The female disciple nodded subconsciously and called out inside, "Third Sister, she's looking for you."

Inside the room, Ruan Sanniang felt a surge of doubt. She stopped copying the book and went outside.

"Senior Sister Ning?"

As if a fishbone were stuck in her throat, Ruan San Niang managed to squeeze out a complete sentence, "Why is Senior Sister Ning here?"

They hadn't seen each other for a year and a half since their parting at the outer sect competition.

The girl, dressed in an inconspicuous black robe, still couldn't suppress her aloofness and ethereal beauty.

There was no reason for anyone to speak outside the door, so Ruan San Niang quickly stepped aside, "Senior Sister Ning, please come in."

(End of this chapter)