Feilong saw as Fusheng's expression was changing, at first it was relaxing, then it became uncomfortable, then sweat, and currently she is crying with no sound, just tears pouring from her closed eyes. Her body was red showing how her meridians are being destroyed and constructed. The bamboo leaves were flying around more viciously, one of it cut Fusheng's hair tie and her long hair cascaded down her back. This went on for a long period of time, Feilong had to lie on the ground out of boredom.
Suddenly there was a smell in the air, thick fragrance of sweet Osmanthus wafted through the air, immediately Feilong perceived it he floated up and came closer to Fusheng. The sweet osmanthus fragrance was coming from her, the tears had dried up in her eyes but her eyes were still tightly shut. Feilong was surprised because he has never encountered a situation like this, he has seen people repair their meridians, but he has never heard of anyone producing a soothing fragrance like this. He dared not interrupt her because it could cause a qi deviation and lead to possible death. He strengthened his formation for the third time and became more vigilant because the Fragrance was becoming stronger and his Formation could not stop the Fragrance from escaping.
As the Fragrance became stronger, bright white light began to come out from Fusheng's body, she began to levitate which once again surprised Feilong. She stayed in the air for a very long time, Feilong was beginning to worry.
Suddenly everything quieted down, both the floating bamboo leaves, the vibrating lights, the strong wind, everything calmed down, Feilong was almost getting relieved that finally everything was over.
Then everything suddenly picked up pace, going stronger than before, the strong wind became stronger almost pushing Feilong, as he was trying to figure out what was happening, he heard a sharp cry from Fusheng at the same time he heard a shrill Phoenix cry. He recognized that sound from anywhere, even though they were now extinct.
He looked up sharply at Fusheng, he saw that she was still the same and as he doubting his eyes, he saw the Spiritual form of a phoenix rise from behind Fusheng, A WHITE PHOENIX to be precise. The sweet Phoenix cry sounded again and Feilong's instinct led him to bow his head in reverence. The sweet osmanthus fragrance became stronger than before and had a soothing effect to all those that perceived it.
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Master Jiang was in his office going through the files when he suddenly perceived a sweet Osmanthus fragrance, he stepped out of his office to the open field trying to pinpoint the source of the Fragrance, but he couldn't because the Fragrance was everywhere and nowhere at the same time. The Fragrance healed his breaking dantian and made his hair shiny. He was lost because he could not pinpoint the source of the fragrance, but he knew that something mighty has been born.
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Over mountains outside the capital, an old Buddhist Monk in seclusion suddenly opened his eyes and started chanting the mantra, he perceived a sweet osmanthus fragrance that the old scrolls had once talked about, his aging eyes and skin regained their vitality. He immediately came out of seclusion and said to his personal disciple, "Get ready, a great wonder is about to take place."
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Many high level cultivators perceived a change in the atmosphere and felt a deep ingrained reverence to the cause of the change which they could not detect.
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Lingjun stood by his window, he had a smile on his face as he recalled what happened earlier at the Academy, he felt that Fusheng was cute whenever she felt wronged. He was also thinking of how to punish Meilan for trying to deceive him twice a day. While thinking about this, he suddenly smelt a sweet osmanthus fragrance in the air, his smile Froze the first person that came to his mind was Fusheng.
The Osmanthus fragrance had a soothing effect on him, just like how seeing Fusheng had a soothing effect on him. The Osmanthus fragrance made him sleepy curing his insomnia, then he suddenly heard a shrill, proud cry. He could not recognize that sound, but he felt it was too familiar, too perfect and it really sounded like a lullaby to his ears and gentle caress to his face. He did not know when and how he went to his bed and fell in to a deep comfortable sleep.
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The White Phoenix circled Fusheng a normal of times before giving a loud cry and disappearing. After that the atmosphere became still again, the bamboo leaves all fell to the ground, the fluttering lights all dispersed, Feilong stopped feeling the oppressive aura of the Phoenix and stood up, only to see Fusheng falling from the great heights still unconscious and hurriedly caught her before she fell, the Sweet osmanthus fragrance disappeared with the white phoenix.