Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Chapter 71 The gangster eats the gangster

Ning Fusang gave him a few instructions, returned to Linfu Inn, checked out of her room, and stayed on the same street as Laiyi Inn. She did not take the initiative to meet with Li Yeshan.

She chose a room several floors higher, making it easier to keep watch.

Ning Fusang sat by the window, looking down at the bustling street below, watching all sorts of people pass by the vendors. Suddenly, her hand holding the teacup paused as she saw an unremarkable-looking female cultivator enter the Laiyi Inn.

The female cultivator looked to be no more than twenty years old. She was dressed in plain clothes and had concealed her cultivator aura, making her no different from an ordinary person.

Ning Fusang remembered her; she was one of the people who had bid on the Jing Shui Sword at Ya Lin Pavilion. She had carefully altered her appearance, but the subtle powder behind her ears still gave her away.

Ning Fusang watched with interest as the female cultivator took out her money, paid the room fee, and went upstairs.

Seemingly sensing something, she glanced in this direction, but Ning Fusang had already leaned back and concealed herself.

From the female cultivator's perspective, there was nothing there.

She sighed inwardly, "Perhaps I'm overthinking it."

Zhu Lan gripped the key, opened the door, and went inside.

She left an extremely subtle fragrance on the Still Water Sword, which ensured that she could find a buyer for it.

That's right, this Still Water Sword was auctioned off by the Qinglin Chamber of Commerce on behalf of Zhu Lan herself. She was desperately short of spirit stones and couldn't bear to part with such a spirit sword, so she had no choice but to take the risk.

Such double-crossing is not uncommon in the underworld, but few dare to do it due to the power of the Qinglin Chamber of Commerce.

But in its early years, the Qinglin Chamber of Commerce had done this kind of thing before.

That's how the Lin family made their fortune.

However, in recent years, the Qinglin Chamber of Commerce has been thriving. In order not to ruin its own reputation and credibility, the Qinglin Chamber of Commerce has been consciously or unconsciously upholding the rules.

However, once they leave Linzhou City, the members of the Chamber of Commerce basically turn a blind eye.

After all, this kind of double-crossing can't be completely eradicated.

After waiting patiently for several days, Ning Fusang finally saw the people in the inn come out. She guessed that the buyer of the Jing Shui Sword had been refining the sword in his room these past few days.

The girl wore a red silk robe, had a round face and almond-shaped eyes, and was very beautiful. She had drawn crescent-shaped eyebrows, and her eyes were like twinkling stars, making her look lively and spirited.

Behind her followed a tall, taciturn guard, who was only at the second level of cultivation.

The girl strolled through the streets with great interest, buying some clay sculptures, wood carvings, and sugar paintings. Zhu Lan was getting impatient, and it wasn't until noon that she finally saw the two of them leave the city.

She followed closely behind and left the city, but did not see her target. Calmly, she took out a bamboo tube the size of a thumb from her waist and released a seven-colored poisonous spider.

She fed this venomous spider with flower petals, and it could smell the faint, lingering fragrance in the air.

Bamboo Orchid, carrying the spider, ordered, "Go and find the scent of the colorless flower."

The seven-colored poisonous spider jumped off her palm, took a few steps to the left and right, and then crawled straight in one direction.

Zhu Lan smiled and kept up with the speed of the Seven-Colored Poison Spider.

A hundred miles away, there is a hill.

Zhi Xiaocao lay behind the earthen mound, playing with a transparent, thin needle. Although Senior Sister Ning gave him this thing for self-defense, could such an ordinary needle really kill a second-level cultivator instantly?
He had some doubts, then remembered Ning Fusang's original words: the Spirit-Breaking Needle can only kill by surprise attack; if it misses once, it's useless.

"It's been so long and there's still no movement. The unlucky guy who bought the Still Water Sword probably didn't take this path."

Zhi Xiaocao took out a low-level communication talisman and relayed the situation to Ning Fusang.

One hundred and fifty miles away, a girl in a tree lazily lifted her eyelids.

"Who goes there? Come out!" A delicate shout rang out, but Ning Fusang remained hidden in the tree, making no move.

The girl in the red robe looked ahead with a cold expression, and with a flick of her hand, she summoned the Still Water Sword that she had just refined.

"Hehehe." Zhu Lan appeared with a charming laugh when she realized she had been discovered, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Without saying a word, she raised her hand and threw out three fiery red beads.

Boom boom boom!
The flames exploded, and a wave of heat mixed with poisonous gas rushed towards them, inevitably affecting Ning Fusang's location.

She took out an antidote pill and swallowed it. Using the smoke as cover, she slipped away and hid in another place.

The girl coughed violently, her eyes stinging from the poisonous smoke. She could only hear the whooshing wind. Relying on instinct, she raised her sword to defend herself.

Zhu Lan sneered, her moves becoming increasingly fierce. The girl's guards, using their hearing to pinpoint the location, flashed in front of her and blocked her attack.

Zheng!
The opponent was using a knife, which produced a deep and powerful clang.

The girl formed hand seals and commanded in a clear voice, "Xun Technique - Generating Wind!"

call--!
It was as if two giant palm-leaf fans were fanning from behind, and a refreshing breeze rose from the ground, blowing away the heat waves and the poisonous smoke.

The black-clad guard, his face cold, swung his sword, aiming for Zhu Lan's waist. She twisted her waist, leaped to her feet, and charged towards the girl in the red dress.

From beginning to end, her goal was to reclaim the Still Water Sword, not to fight to the death with her opponent.

Zhu Lan bypassed the black-clad guards' obstruction, a dagger twirling in her hand, pressing it against the young lady's slender, snow-white neck.

The girl in the red dress, lacking practical combat experience, was repeatedly defeated by Zhu Lan's attacks. The black-clad guard, moving like the wind, swiftly darted out, becoming a blur.

Zhu Lan chuckled, raised her hand and flicked it, a colorful shadow brushing against the edge of his blade and landing on the back of her hand.

"hiss……"

The man winced in pain, and in the blink of an eye, he switched hands and grabbed the knife to catch the poisonous spider. The seven-colored spider slithered into his sleeve.

As the poison spread, his eyes hardened, and he swung his knife to cut off his own arm, then threw the knife, crushing the seven-colored poisonous spider.

Zhu Lan gritted her teeth, a look of heartache appearing in her eyes.

She had carefully nurtured this seven-colored poisonous spider, which had been of great help to her every time she robbed travelers. Now that it was dead, it was a huge loss!

Suddenly, her thoughts changed, and she decided to kill the two men and collect some spoils to make up for her losses.

Ning Fusang decided to wait until their spiritual energy was depleted before making a move. Suddenly, she sensed other auras approaching.

Can't wait any longer!
She must take the Still Water Sword and leave as soon as possible!

A sword light appeared out of nowhere and instantly slit Zhu Lan's throat.

Her eyes were wide open, and she died with her eyes wide open, unable to close them in peace.

The girl in the red dress was startled and broke out in a cold sweat. She hadn't even realized that there was a fourth person present.

Seeing that the girl in front of her, whose face was covered by a white veil, was wielding a sword, she gave a sword salute: "Thank you for saving my life."

Ning Fusang stared at the sword the girl was holding vertically and said, "Give me the Still Water Sword, and you can leave."

Sensing the presence behind her, drawing ever closer, she grew impatient: "I'll count to three, three..."

(End of this chapter)