I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

The seven people tied together looked grim. Yuan Shan's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his Adam's apple rolled, and he forced a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Ning, you're joking. We're just worried about the dangers in the secret realm, so we want to explore..."

Ning Ruan lightly tapped the soul-binding rope with her fingertips, and the silver light suddenly tightened, making Yuan Shan and others turn pale.

She tilted her head and said in a light tone: "Friend Yuan, do you still want to continue lying now?"

"This isn't your first time here. You should be well aware of the dangers here."

Cold sweat broke out on Yuan Shan's forehead.

What else did he want to say.

Mu Yiqiu's sword flew out of the sword case with a clang.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the group of scammers tied together with the spirit-binding ropes. "Just kill them. It's useless anyway."

Ning Ruan nodded in agreement, "What you said makes sense."

"..."

It seemed that the two men were about to kill him suddenly.

Yuan Shan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he trembled as he said, "I...I admit it! This isn't my first time here, this is my second time! But it's really only my second time!"

Others echoed, "Yes, this is only our second time here."

Yuan Shan continued to explain, "Fellow Daoist Ning, we stumbled upon this place last time and discovered it was profitable, so we decided to take the risk and trick people into coming in and robbing them. This is the first time we've done this!"

"What a hassle." Ning Ruan curled the corners of her lips, "I really shouldn't have asked you so directly."

The words fell.

She casually took out an iron pot.

Everyone is familiar with this pot.

Because when Ning Ruan was in Shui Ling'er's attic, she used this pot to heat up food.

They also ate.

taste good.

But soon.

No one was interested in recalling their connection with the pot anymore.

Because in the next moment——

The iron pot suddenly fell from the sky.

It was clearly just a pot for cooking delicious food before.

At this moment, it suddenly became a murderous weapon.

Yuan Shan felt that even without spiritual energy, his body's defense was extremely strong.

But when the iron pot fell down, he realized that he had been too confident.

This pot is so hard!

The seven monks who were unable to use their spiritual power were knocked unconscious by Ning Ruan's few hits.

Shui Ling'er screamed in shock.

Ning Ruan held the pot and turned to look at her.

"..."

The little girl, who had been confused all the time, quickly covered her mouth.

He said in a muffled voice:

"If you hit them, you can't hit me."

"I can say anything."

"You have already taken my poison, there is no need to hit you." Ning Ruan took the iron pot back casually.

He took out several talismans.

Shui Ling'er blinked, still covering her mouth.

But there are gaps between his hands.

"What I ate wasn't poison." She said seriously, "The pill is sweet. You said that if you wanted to harm me, you wouldn't poison a delicious spiritual fruit."

"Although the elixir is not a spiritual fruit, it is also delicious, so you won't poison it."

Ning Ruan: "..."

"You're quite smart."

"If you know it's not poisonous, why did you follow me?"

Shui Ling'er opened her eyes wide, stared at her seriously, and said word by word: "Because you are Ning Ruan."

"I've heard your name before in the Xuanshui Clan. Even the elders of the clan said that it would be great if Ning Ruan was from our clan."

"It shows that you are very capable. Since I want to gain experience, it would definitely be better to follow you."

"Although it's safe to follow the elders, it's too safe. It's completely different from going out to train with other cultivators in the clan."

"That's right." Perhaps because she saw that Ning Ruan really had no intention of hitting her, Shui Ling'er was no longer afraid. She put her hand down and stared at Ning Ruan with clear, almost foolish eyes:

"Could you please stop calling me a fool?"

"I heard everything in there. You called me a little fool."

Ning Ruan: “…”

She took a deep breath.

Stop paying attention to some fool.

He took a few steps forward and injected the soul-controlling talisman into the bodies of Yuan Shan and others.

Then he used light healing magic to revive the person.

"Now we can talk."

"...Fellow Daoist Ning, you..." Yuan Shan spoke in horror, but just after he uttered a few words, an indescribable pain from the depths of his soul instantly swept over him.

"what--!!!"

A shrill scream erupted uncontrollably from his throat, his body twitched violently, and his eyeballs were bloodshot and almost bulging out from the severe pain.

It looked extremely horrifying.

Then, as if in a chain reaction, the other six monks who had the soul-controlling talisman injected into their bodies also let out heart-wrenching howls at the same time.

On the ground, seven figures twisted and rolled frantically, trying to escape the unbearable pain that penetrated deep into their bones.

"Fellow Daoist Ning...Fellow Daoist Ning, why...why are you like this?"

"There is no hatred between us..."

"Fellow Daoist Ning... I was wrong, I was wrong. I'll tell you everything..."

"Stop it, stop it!"

"what--"

Ning Ruan stood there quietly until the screams of Yuan Shan and the others began to grow hoarse and weak, and their struggles gradually became less intense. Then she slowly spoke:

"Wouldn't it be better if you cooperated sooner?"

"Now, tell me who you are and what you want to do."

"You must answer well. If your answer does not satisfy me, you know the consequences."

"..."

Yuan Shan collapsed on the ground, his body still twitching slightly, and every breath was accompanied by a lingering pain like a needle pricking deep in his soul.

The look he gave Ning Ruan was filled with extreme fear.

He opened his mouth, his throat dry and hoarse, "I...we are...the Wuyin Bandits. We usually...search for the geniuses of various races, trick them into coming to this small, ruined world, and then kill them, steal their treasures, and leave through the teleportation array."

Mu Yiqiu was a little unconvinced, "Are all geniuses stupid? Is it really that good..."

She stopped talking suddenly.

That’s right, didn’t they follow us?

"You killed the geniuses of various tribes. Will the guardians who followed them let you go?"

Yuan Shan spoke with difficulty: "A dead genius is no longer a genius. Once we leave the teleportation array, they may not be able to find us in such a vast world."

"Besides, we have our own way of disguising ourselves. We can't just change our race, but our appearance. It will be difficult for them to catch us."

Ning Ruan raised her eyes and pointed at Shui Ling'er, who was already stunned by what she had heard. "But you have been poisoned by the elders of her family. Even if you leave the teleportation array, you will die."

The only female cultivator among them gasped heavily and spoke slowly, "We won't die. Once we get out... there will be alchemists and talisman masters who will find a way to remove it for us..."

"Are they that powerful?" Ning Ruan asked curiously, "Can they solve anything?"

"Then my soul-controlling talisman can also be unlocked?"

"Of course!" the female cultivator replied.

"I don't believe it." Ning Ruan raised her hand and tugged. The seven monks who were bound by the spirit rope felt the rope tightened again. "You get up and lead the way. I want to see how they untie it."

Yuan Shan and the other seven: "..."