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

Ning Ruan finally finished the search, stood up, clapped his hands, and said casually: "Who knows? Maybe this place is weird, or maybe they really want this lamp."

She looked at the lamp in her hand, then cast her gaze on the two bodies that had died together, as if thinking about something.

"But if you want to talk about weird..." She tilted her head, "This lamp is quite weird."

And this world beneath the ice...

Ning Ruan suddenly took out the sound transmission talisman.

After finding Mu Yiqiu's spiritual imprint, he sent a message to Mo Feng under his bewildered gaze:

"Hey, can you hear me?"

"..."

There was no movement on the other side of the sound transmission note.

Ning Ruan was not in a hurry and sent another voice message: "If you can hear me, try to dig a hole and send me a message to the world under the ice. If that doesn't work, try to find the spiritual weapon of the Curse Crow Clan and try again."

The message has been transmitted.

She found Han Ze's spiritual imprint again and repeated her previous words.

Mo Feng couldn't understand, "Fellow Daoist Ning, could it be that our sound transmission talismans can be used under the glacier?"

"How should I know?" Ning Ruan put away the sound transmission talisman and said as a matter of course: "It doesn't matter if I try."

"This place is weird. The rules above may not apply below. Now that we're here, of course we have to try different possibilities."

Mo Feng was speechless. This... was not wrong.

Any normal cultivator would be extremely anxious by now. Who would have the time to do such an experiment?

Just when he thought Ning Ruan was just giving it a try and didn't hold out any hope -

The sound transmission talisman in Ning Ruan's hand suddenly flashed!

"There's actually a reaction!" Mo Feng exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

(=?Д?=)

Ning Ruan's consciousness moved, and Mu Yiqiu's voice came from inside, "Can you hear me? I dug this hole with great difficulty, don't lie to me, Ning Ruan?"

The other party not only sent you a voice message, but also a video request.

It works!

Ningruan also turned on the video mode.

The image that was projected before his eyes soon revealed Mu Yiqiu's tired-looking face:

"How did you know you could use the sound transmission talisman underground?"

Ning Ruan said: "I guessed."

"..."

Mu Yiqiu choked, "Then you are really good at guessing."

Ning Ruan nodded in agreement, "Of course. Why do you look so miserable? Did you encounter an enemy?"

It would be fine if he didn't mention it, but when he did, Mu Yiqiu got angry, "I was chased the whole night. I don't know what kind of thing turned into your appearance and followed me all the way. Luckily, I was smart and you didn't trick me."

"Then they were chased from dusk till dawn. Fortunately, as soon as the sun rose, those guys turned into black mist and ran away."

"You should have encountered it too, right?"

"Yes, I met him." Ning Ruan nodded.

"..." Mu Yiqiu paused for a moment before saying, "You're not being hunted?"

"They are afraid of strange fire." Ning Ruan said, pointing to the lamp in her hand, "Maybe they are also afraid of the spiritual weapons of the Curse Crow Clan. I am on my way south now."

Mu Yiqiu: "I'm heading in this direction too, but it's no use. I'm afraid I'll be randomly teleported again after nightfall. Why is this shabby world so weird?"

"Then walk under the ice." Ning Ruan said.

Mu Yiqiu immediately showed a look of joy, "Will we not be randomly teleported if we walk under the ice?"

Ning Ruan spread her hands and said, "I don't know, I'm just guessing."

"..."

Others' guesses may just be guesses.

Ning Ruan's guess is probably true.

Mu Yi Qiu has decided not to go up next time.

"That's all for now. I'll continue digging. It's much more troublesome to walk down than up."

Mu Yiqiu unilaterally cut off contact.

Since we know that we are all heading south, there is no need to rush to meet up.

Ning Ruan did not delay in her journey.

He raised his hand and a fire dragon appeared.

If it was ordinary ice, the fire dragon would be able to quickly melt it to create a channel.

But the ice here is clearly unusual.

Under the burning of the fire dragon, the ice layer only melted slowly, and large amounts of white cold air rose up. The progress was much slower than expected.

Mo Feng also tried to use magic to attack, and ice chips flew everywhere, but the traces left were very shallow, and not as effective as Ning Ruan's fire dragon.

He stopped talking.

With a dejected look on his face, he followed Ning Ruan silently.

"Hold it for me."

Ning Ruan turned around and handed over something.

Mo Feng caught it instinctively.

He subconsciously lowered his head and when he saw clearly what was in his hand, his whole body froze and he almost threw the thing away!

What Ning Ruan stuffed into his hand was the Curse Crow Clan lamp that had just frightened away the evil creature.

"Ning...Fellow Daoist Ning?!" Mo Feng's voice changed, and the hand holding the lamp trembled slightly, as if holding a red-hot iron. "This...this item is too valuable, so you should keep it."

It would have been fine if he hadn't known about it before.

Now that we know everything, how can we still feel at ease holding such a life-saving thing?

It goes without saying that once the cultivators of various races outside know that the spiritual weapons in this small remnant world can intimidate those evil creatures, they will inevitably fight to the death for these spiritual weapons.

"Do you think I need it?" Ning Ruan didn't even turn around and continued to control the fire dragon to burn the ice in front of him. "Take it yourself. If you die, where can I find a cook in a short time?"

Mo Feng: “…”

I'm so sorry, I'm so weak.

I must live well and cook for you.

Mo Feng no longer refused.

Holding the lamp carefully.

I was afraid that the flame on the lamp would suddenly go out.

Ning Ruan cleared the way while activating the sound transmission talisman.

This time I’m looking for Han Ze.

After the message was sent, there was no reply for a long time.

She put away the sound transmission note.

It is impossible to worry about it.

I'm afraid no one now knows this small remnant world better than Han Ze.

……

Outside the small remnant world.

The situation where the Xuanshui clan was the only one in control of the entrance has long been broken.

First, several elders of the Feather Clan approached with the Feather Clan army.

If Ning Ruan were here, she might have laughed out loud on the spot.

The scene at that time was really too embarrassing.

The Feather Tribe had come with great force to seize the immortal artifact, but in the end, they didn't even see the person in question. Instead, they were confronted by the Xuanshui Tribe's leader...

Indeed, no matter how powerful Da Zongzheng is, he may not be able to fight them alone.

But what good would it be even if we won?

Not only will he fail to obtain the immortal weapon, but he will also face the wrath of the Xuanshui clan.

At that time, the elders of the Feather Clan were so angry that they wanted to curse.

Especially scolding the culprit Ning Ruan, why did he spread the news of the immortal weapon to all races in the entire Boundless Realm?

And then the next moment——

Wang Xuan, the strongest man under the Shadow Clan’s Northern King, also came.

He did not come with a large army.

But he also brought a lot of powerful Shadow Clan members.

In terms of strength, they are no worse than the Xuanshui Clan.

"Killing a mere Ninth Realm cultivator actually gave him the chance to escape to the Small Remnant Realm... Tsk tsk, you don't dare to enter, but I do. I want to see what means she can use to force me to use my full strength."

Unlike the cautious Grand Master, Wang Xuan was about to enter the Small Remnant Realm.

The Grand Master, who was originally blocking the way, dodged to the side upon hearing this, his brows cold, "If you want to die, then go ahead, but if you really destroy the Small Remnant Realm, Ning Ruan will inevitably be sucked into the spatial turbulence, and the immortal weapon will disappear once again."