Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 65 Burial Forest Mountain

Several people pooled their money to buy a magical artifact called Flying Crane.

As dawn broke, the clouds were tinged with gold, and a gentle breeze, carrying a hint of coolness, swept across the sky. A large, bright yellow paper crane fluttered its wings and soared through the heavens.

The paper cranes are lifelike, with golden lines on their backs drawn into the shape of crane feathers, and wisps of light appearing and disappearing.

This spirit crane talisman is not of high quality; once the spiritual energy contained within the paper crane is exhausted, it will become useless.

It can carry up to five people and fly for seven to eight days.

However, it would take at least half a month to get to Linzhou City, and another half a month to return. Therefore, after riding the flying crane for a while, the group would disembark and walk.

Ning Fusang can fly on a sword, but the other four cannot.

They only know basic swordsmanship.

The clear, jade-like disc slowly rose halfway into the clouds. Zheng Xiaohui said, "It's getting late. Shall we rest for the night before setting off?"

Ning Fusang used a small wind spell to disperse the thick clouds. Looking down, she saw a continuous mountain range, lush and green. If she wanted to rest, she would have to spend the rest of the day in the mountains.

Such dense forests could not possibly be free of wolves, tigers, and leopards.

However, everyone's morale was indeed low; they were quite tired after traveling for several days. Even if they encountered wolves or tigers, they would just consider it practice for them.

Thinking of this, Ning Fusang nodded.

The paper crane transformed into a streak of light and fell into the dense forest. At the foot of the mountain, a little boy blinked and shook his drowsy younger sister awake: "I just saw a shooting star!"

The little girl, still half-asleep, looked up at the sky and said with certainty, "No, brother, you're mistaken."

The child pointed to the spot and said, "The shooting star fell in that direction."

The little girl yawned and asked, "Brother, are you planning to use the shooting star as an excuse to sneak off to find Daddy?"

“No, Mother said that Burial Forest Mountain is very dangerous. There are jackals and tigers that eat children. You can’t sneak in. Father goes hunting in the mountain and often doesn’t come back for three to five days. Brother, don’t worry.”

She took her brother's hand and walked into the house, tiptoeing to bolt the door.

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Buried in the woods.

Zhi Xiaocao took out a spirit stone from her purse for illumination and muttered, "Could there be a trap in these mountains?"

He drew a black iron sword from his back, stepped forward, and scouted the road.

Shi Zhouyun called out, "Don't go too far. Find an open space where we can rest."

Zhi Xiaocao replied, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

When he was young, he often ran up the mountain to play. He knew that there would be animal traps and snares set by hunters in such forests. He used the Xuan Tie sword to test the traps.

After sweeping the area, Zhi Xiaocao returned and said, "It's quite safe here. How about we rest here?"

Zheng Xiaohui had long since given up on walking, and immediately said, "That's fine."

Ning Fusang didn't speak, which meant he agreed. Zheng Xiaohui breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against a tree to rest.

“In the wilderness, someone has to keep watch at night. Each person will take half an hour, and then they will change shifts when their time is up.” Ning Fusang glanced at Zheng Xiaohui, then looked away and said, “I’ll go first. You can decide the order of the rest yourselves.”

Zhi Xiaocao volunteered, "Then I'll be second." Zheng Xiaohui yawned, her voice sleepy, "I'll be last."

Shi Zhouyun ranked third, and Li Yeshan ranked fourth.

Despite being incredibly tired, Zheng Xiaohui couldn't fall asleep. However, among the group, she and Ning Fusang were the only two women. Ning Fusang wouldn't pay any attention to her, so Zheng Xiaohui couldn't even find anyone to chat with.

Despite the significant age difference between Zhi Xiaocao and Li Yeshan, they managed to chat comfortably. Amidst the soft murmurs of conversation, she slowly drifted off to sleep.

"Li Yeshan, why did you even buy a storage bag? One storage bag costs a hundred spirit stones..."

Zhi Xiaocao held a round wooden stick in her hand and pointed to Li Yeshan's waist, where a pouch-like bag was hanging.

Li Yeshan patted his storage bag, took out some fruit and handed it to him, saying slowly, "I didn't buy these."

Zhi Xiaocao's eyes widened. Li Yeshan said, "There's a senior brother in the inner sect. I did something for him, and he gave it to me."

Li Yeshan was forty-one years old and mature beyond his years, far surpassing the children in his abilities. He was skilled at dealing with people and knew how to seek personal gain.

Ning Fusang had already grasped this point. He had done so when he went to the market to buy Qi-Inducing Pills from Fei Qi.

While others were still struggling to sense spiritual energy, Li Yeshan already knew that he could cultivate with the help of elixirs.

Otherwise, Ning Fusang would not have known Fei Qi, nor would he have made several deals with him.

She lowered her gaze to the green gourd on her wrist, a slight smile playing on her lips. Fei Qi was unaware that the value of this green gourd far exceeded that of the pear blossom jade used for storage.

Although the spiritual spring inside had dried up, Ning Fusang discovered that it could store spiritual energy. In this way, any spiritual energy she overflowed could be stored in the gourd, and it could be quickly replenished even when her spiritual energy was exhausted.

As night deepened, Zhi Xiaocao said, "Senior Sister Ning, you should go and rest. I'll take over the night watch."

"Mmm," she replied succinctly, sitting down by the fire. Although it was already spring, the climate in Yuling Prefecture was still very cold. The fire served not only to ward off the cold but also to keep wild animals away.

Li Yeshan roasted some taro. He used a wooden stick to take the roasted taro out and asked, "Senior Sister Ning, would you like some?"

Ning Fusang didn't refuse. She wasn't afraid of getting burned at all. She peeled off the skin of the roasted taro, took a bite, and found that the taro was roasted until very soft and tasted pretty good.

"It smells so good." Zheng Xiaohui woke up slowly when she smelled the fragrance. She looked at Zhi Xiaocao, who was keeping watch, and muttered to herself, "Did I only sleep for half an hour?"

However, after sleeping for half an hour, she felt exceptionally well. Zheng Xiaohui moved to the fireside, and Li Yeshan gave her the taro he had on hand.

"Thank you," Zheng Xiaohui said politely.

She rarely interacted with Li Yeshan because they were not in the same age group and had little to talk about.

Her roommate was Jiang Xin, but ever since Jiang Xin met Ruan San Niang, the two of them were inseparable and Jiang Xin never included her in their activities.

Zheng Xiaohui secretly disliked Jiang Xin, partly out of jealousy. She could accept that Xu Jianjia and Xu Qiu were talented, but Jiang Xin, an illiterate country girl, also had such talent, which made her grit her teeth in hatred.

She still remembered when Jiang Xin first entered the Southern Star Sword Sect, she was timid and would only follow her around. But now, there are plenty of people following Jiang Xin around.

Zheng Xiaohui recalled that when she went to Jiang Xin to ask if she could team up with her, Jiang Xin had rejected her with an arrogant attitude, which made her feel extremely resentful.

So what if she's only reached the second level of cultivation? What's so great about that? During the outer sect competition, there are so many people at the second level, and she might not even be able to enter the inner sect.

(End of this chapter)