Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 46 Personally Cutting Stones
He formed his fingers into claws, and with a slight, sharp breeze, he poured out from between his fingers, rubbing against the rough surface of the raw stone.

Large amounts of stone dust fell to the ground, and the stones grew smaller and smaller. Wu Gui's expression gradually tightened, and for a moment, a mix of emotions, including disappointment, resentment, and frustration, welled up inside him.

He pursed his lips, slowed the wind vortex, and made his movements gentler and more meticulous as he slowly ground the palm-sized stone.

Yang Ruo stared intently at Wu Gui's movements with his large, watery eyes, and for some reason, he held his breath.

At this moment, Wu Gui paused, his breathing became slightly rapid, and his pupils widened slightly, reflecting a shimmering white light.

After observing the jade gambling in Xiaofeng Town for a while, and with Wu Gui explaining a lot about jade gambling to him, Jie Feng quickly realized that something was about to be revealed.

Wu Gui's heart was burning with excitement, and his hands, which were controlling the wind blade, were trembling with excitement. He took two deep breaths, his expression serious, and continued to cut the stone.

Finally, a piece of snow-white jade the size of a pigeon egg was revealed. Wu Gui shook off the stone powder remaining on his fingertips, then used his purification spell to clean the jade before holding it in his palm to weigh and examine it.

When Yang Ruo saw Wu Gui cut something out of the stone, his eyes widened. He thought to himself, "So this is what stone gambling is. It looks quite interesting."

"Senior Brother Wu, is this considered breaking even?" Jie Feng asked.

The snow-white jade stone that Wu Gui deciphered was Yaotai Spirit Jade, something that originated in the current era, so its value was not very high.

However, if you design the blueprints and hire skilled craftsmen to make exquisite ornaments, the price will definitely double.

But Wu Gui didn't have time for all that. He sold the jade exactly as it was cut out, estimating it would fetch fifty or sixty spirit stones. So he nodded and mumbled, "It's about breaking even, but not making a profit."

The main problem is that this piece of jade is too small. If he could cut out a piece of Yaotai Spirit Jade the size of a plate, he would truly make a fortune.

However, having both obtained something and satisfied his gambling addiction, Wu Gui gradually overcame his disappointment.

He was quite lucky; he only had to cut three rough stones before he found something worthwhile.

Wu Gui glanced inside the temple and saw that Hua Yue still had a cold face and was still angry, so he decided not to go in.

When people are angry, they can't listen to reason, especially Hua Yue. Wu Gui felt this deeply, so he decided to avoid her for the time being and reason with her after she calmed down.

The temple was full of young women, so Yang Ruo and Wu Gui didn't go in. It would feel awkward and strange for Jie Feng to go in alone, so he stayed outside to keep watch.

Since we're resting in the wild, it's best to be cautious.

As night deepened, the moonlight gently enveloped the valley. From somewhere, the intermittent croaking of frogs mingled with the chirping of cicadas, creating a symphony without sheet music.

All night without incident.

As dawn broke on the horizon, Yang Ruo yawned, her eyes drooping. It wasn't that she was sleepy, but rather that she was a little bored.

He looked at Ning Fusang beside him. Her hair seemed to be damp with the coolness of the morning, and her brows and eyes were even more icy.

Yang Ruo was unsure for a moment. This Ning Shimei seemed to be the real her, not the kind of good person who would manage the merfolk.

However, if she didn't want to get involved in this matter, given her personality, she should have coldly refused back then, and they wouldn't be lingering in Qingfeng Valley now.

Unable to contain himself, Yang Ruo asked via telepathy, "Junior Sister Ning, will the people from the Autumn Frost Sword Sect really pass through here?" Ning Fusang did not open her eyes, but replied via telepathy, "They should arrive sometime between midnight and dawn."

They left Qingbo Cave Lake after noon. For so many days, the people of Qiushuang Sword Sect had been delayed by Lu Cong, and they were already impatient. Once they left, they would probably ask Lu Cong for the merman to leave that very night.

Because they had to carry the merfolk, their speed was naturally slower. Yang Ruo, on the other hand, was a fifth-level expert, whose flying speed was much faster than that of ordinary cultivators. It was quite normal for a difference of a few hours to be stretched to one or two days.

Yang Ruo felt a little calmer, and then he sent a telepathic message to Ning Fusang: "Junior Sister Ning, if the people from the Autumn Frost Sword Sect haven't arrived by tomorrow morning, you should go back to the sect first. I'll stay here and wait."

He couldn't keep everyone here in Qingfeng Valley; they still needed to go back and hand in their missions. If the people from the Qiushuang Sword Sect didn't show up by tomorrow morning, there was no reason for them to continue resting here.

If Yang Ruo didn't believe his own judgment, Ning Fusang wasn't angry. She just hummed in agreement, her expression calm and serene.

Wu Gui didn't have many spirit stones on him, and the Yaotai Spirit Jade couldn't be sold in a place like Xiaofeng Town, so he didn't go to town today.

The two hunted some game in the forest, plucked its feathers, and then conjured spiritual blades in their palms. These blades were as thin as paper. They gutted the pheasants and other birds, cleaned them, and roasted them.

Before long, the aroma wafted out.

Yang Ruo, with the mind of a young man, had no intention of abstaining from grains. His eyes were bright and clear as he gave a thumbs up and praised, "Junior Brother Wu, Junior Brother Jie, your cooking skills are really good, comparable to the dining hall in our sect!"

"Senior brother is so complimentary."

Wu Gui cut up a pheasant, wrapped a chicken leg in a lotus leaf, and handed it to Yang Ruo: "Yesterday, Hua Yue and I had a disagreement. I'd like to trouble you to take this chicken leg to her for me."

“If I took it, she probably wouldn’t want it. But if it was given to me by Senior Brother Yang Ruo, I think Hua Yue would not refuse it out of respect for him.”

Yang Ru blinked twice, thinking to herself, "So it wasn't for me after all."

Remembering that Huayue was a little angry when she came back yesterday, Yang Ruo decided to act as a peacemaker. He was holding a chicken leg and was about to go in when he suddenly turned back.

"All four junior sisters are inside. Is it really appropriate for me to only give the chicken leg to Junior Sister Huayue?"

Jie Feng, holding the remaining chicken leg wrapped in lotus leaves, said, "I'll go in with my senior brother."

Yang Ruo finally breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the Temple of the Immortals.

Outside the door, Wu Gui offered Ning Fusang a crispy-on-the-outside, tender-on-the-inside roasted pheasant leg. She raised an eyebrow slightly and refused, saying, "I've already taken a fasting pill."

Wu Gui nodded without saying anything.

He wasn't familiar with Ning Fusang to begin with, and since she had refused, there was no need to persuade her any further. Just then, Yang Ruo came out, and Wu Gui handed him a roasted pheasant leg.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother Wu, Junior Sister Huayue didn't throw away your chicken leg."

Yang Ruo was biting into a chicken leg, her words still very clear.

As he ate, he thought to himself, "I'm only fourteen years old. I haven't even tasted all the delicious food in the world yet. How can I fast?"

(End of this chapter)