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

All monks have no objection to this rule.

Lost little remnants are often too fragile.

Some are even not as stable as large secret realms.

Although the one in front of him didn't look too broken, it certainly couldn't withstand the chaos of a strong man inside.

If the small remnant world is completely destroyed, all living things still in the world will most likely be caught up in the space turbulence.

Even someone as strong as Da Zong Zheng could not guarantee that he could survive the spatial turbulence.

So she didn't think of going in rashly.

But before that, a group of suitable Xuanshui cultivators had already been sent in.

As for the monks of the other nine races?

She stopped them all by herself.

"Grand Master, by allowing the Xuanshui Clan cultivators to enter first, you have already violated the rules of the ten major races in the Eternal Domain. Now that the Small Remnant Realm is open, the spirit stones collected must belong to the ten major races, right?"

The Lord of Jiao City is already in the late Nascent Soul stage and is not qualified to enter the Small Remnant Realm.

But that doesn't stop him from being sarcastic.

This amount of spirit stones is not too much, but not too little either.

But why should the Xuanshui tribe give orders?

Da Zong Zheng glanced coldly at the Lord of Jiao City. The chill in his eyes almost froze the air around him, causing the latter to subconsciously shrink his neck.

But he soon realized that he was embarrassed, and immediately raised his head and chest and looked directly at the other person.

"Everything can remain the same." Da Zongzheng looked at the cultivators from the other nine clans expressionlessly.

Hearing her say this, Shui Qianyun, whose heart was in his throat, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be fine if it only offended the human race to death.

But the other nine clans cannot be fooled easily.

I don’t know how much I have to pay for the Yunqitai incident alone... Shui Qianyun always feels that something is wrong.

They made such a big fuss, but they didn't get any benefit at all.

Instead, he became the target of public criticism.

No one cares what Shui Qianyun thinks.

All the monks were rushing to sign up.

Especially for the cultivators below the Yuan-building stage, even if Ning Ruan had not happened, they would have gone to the Small Remnant Realm to try their luck.

Now is even more important than ever to miss it.

……

"They found their way in."

On the glacier, in the slowly moving carriage, the leader of the blood bat tribe opened his slightly closed eyes and gave a reminder.

Mu Yiqiu raised his eyes and asked, "Is that the Grand Master who came in?"

"No." The Blood Bat leader raised his lips with a hint of sarcasm. "They value their lives more than us, the Infinite Bandits."

"The small remnant world is unstable. With their cultivation level, if they take action, they will directly destroy this place, and then everyone will be sucked into the spatial turbulence."

"However, although I don't cherish my life as much as they do, I don't want to die like this either. So... for my own life, and for your lives, I may not be able to use my full strength."

"Then do you know what level of cultivation those who come in have?" Ning Ruan asked.

"Below Nascent Soul." said the leader of the Blood Bat Clan.

"?"

A question mark slowly appeared on Ning Ruan's face.

Seeing this, the leader's face was more confused than hers, "What's with that expression? He's only below the Nascent Soul stage, are you afraid of this?"

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator was also surprised. "Doesn't your painting even contain Nascent Souls?"

Ning Ruan's expression became even weirder. "So, the lord of the movie city is a Yuanying?"

She looked at the Blood Bat Clan leader with a very complicated look, "You are more powerful than him, could you be a god?"

The Blood Bat leader nodded.

Ning Ruan: "..."

She was silent for a while, and an extremely rare emotion called "trance" flashed in her clear eyes.

She even unconsciously took another bite of the spiritual fruit, chewing it slowly, as if digesting this unexpected information.

He opened his lips again silently, his voice filled with tentativeness and uncertainty, "After becoming a spirit, wouldn't it be Dongxu?"

Without waiting for anyone else to answer, she continued to ask, "Then after reaching the Void stage, wouldn't that mean fusion?"

This time, the Blood Bat leader finally revealed an expression of confusion and surprise, his brows furrowed.

"What is Fusion?"

Ning Ruan: "...So you two don't merge together?"

Mu Yiqiu and Han Ze, who had completely lost their ability to understand the conversation, asked: "?"

At this moment, it was as if we were all young monks of the same generation just a moment ago, but the next moment, my friend's knowledge in a certain area suddenly became incredibly advanced.

What are the concepts of transformation into a god and the void... they have never even heard of them.

Mu Yiqiu was completely confused.

Han Ze was also confused, so he immediately began to ask about the residual soul in his body.

The Blood Bat leader looked at him strangely, "Why do we need to merge?"

But soon, he fell into deep thought again, "So, it was your human elders who said that after reaching the Void stage, one should merge?"

That’s not the case... I said it was made up by those people on Blue Star who wrote novels about cultivating immortals. Do you believe it?

Ning Ruan silently took another bite of the spiritual fruit, "So after the Void Realm, there is the Mahayana Realm?"

"After the Mahayana stage, it's time to transcend the tribulation?"

The leader was really surprised at this moment.

He didn't deny it, but asked in a deep voice: "You are only at the ninth level, and the human race has told you all the levels?"

"They are quite courageous and are not afraid that you might become obsessed with knowing too much."

Knowing about Nascent Soul and Transformation of the Spirit is quite reasonable for the Son of Destiny.

But even Dongxu and Mahayana knew about it, which doesn’t make sense.

Ning Ruan: "..."

They just hid it so well.

This made her feel as if she had returned to her previous life.

The key point is, aren’t their cultivation realms from one to thirteen?

After that, it is also the Yuan-building realm.

How come the Nascent Soul suddenly turned into a spirit?

Ning Ruan's lips twitched slightly, "There must be a Golden Core in the realm before the Nascent Soul, right?"

"...You even know about the Mahayana stage, but you don't know about the stage before the Nascent Soul stage?"

The Blood Bat leader didn't want to talk to her anymore.

He simply closed his eyes again on the spot.

Ning Ruan doesn't mind either.

Silently thinking.

Building the Origin... Building the Foundation...

Before building the foundation, refining Qi?

Once again, she felt it was such a coincidence.