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

Ning Ruan's reaction was indifferent, and she just said "Oh".

"..."

This felt like punching cotton, and the Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator was so angry that she almost went crazy.

She had even thought about it. Once they left the stone chamber, she would make Ning Ruan take seriously her will as a Jindan cultivator.

Is he as fragile as she imagined?

Ning Ruan kept walking.

Even though she was dragging Mo Feng, who was completely trapped, it did not affect her speed at all.

Just when they were almost at the stone gate opposite, Ning Ruan felt a strong pulling force on the soul-binding rope around her waist.

She paused and looked back in confusion.

The nine-tailed female cultivator, who had just been quite proud and swore that she was determined, now had a dazed look in her eyes. Her originally charming and lively fox eyes were now empty, and even had a faint red tint.

She no longer moved forward, but seemed to be nailed to the spot, her body trembling slightly, her lips moving silently, as if she was confronting an invisible enemy.

"Tsk." Ning Ruan uttered a short syllable and pulled the rope, "Let's go."

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator showed no reaction.

Instead, as if irritated by the slight pull, her face instantly showed extreme anger and resentment, and she screamed, "Why did you abandon me?! You said you wouldn't abandon me!"

The voice was shrill and filled with a strong sense of despair, and it was obvious that he was completely immersed in the illusion.

Just from these two sentences, Ning Ruan could even guess what she was experiencing in the illusion at the moment.

In all likelihood, it was the scene where he was left alone by the leader to face Wang Xuan.

And he said he didn't care.

It's obvious that he cares a lot.

Ning Ruan blinked, and an expression of "as expected" appeared between her eyebrows.

She pulled the soul-binding rope hard, trying to drag the other person away by force.

But she obviously underestimated the horror of Jindan cultivation.

Even though her spiritual power was bound and her injuries had not yet fully recovered, her physical strength should not be underestimated.

After falling into the illusion, she instinctively resisted external forces. Her feet were rooted to the ground, and Ning Ruan couldn't pull them away immediately.

At this moment, a cultivator in the Yuan-building stage, who was trapped in an illusion and waving a long sword randomly, happened to bump into her.

The long sword whistled with the sound of wind, and it seemed that this full-strength blow was about to fall on the Nine-tailed female cultivator—

"trouble."

Ning Ruan muttered, and with a flick of his wrist, the soul-binding rope tightened instantly as if it had life, pulling the Nine-tailed female cultivator a big step closer to him.

The long sword almost grazed the fox ears of the Nine-tailed female cultivator and chopped into the air, leaving a spark on the ground.

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator who had escaped the disaster was completely unaware of this. She was still immersed in the illusion and gnashed her teeth at the air: "How could you lie to me! How could you lie to me!"

Han Ze stepped forward quickly, his eyes clear. "Senior Sister Ning, Senior Jiuwei is deeply obsessed. I'm afraid the illusion won't dissolve on its own anytime soon. We need to leave here as soon as possible. The longer we delay, the more dangerous it will be."

He just finished speaking.

The iron pot that had been flying above Ning Ruan's head suddenly fell into her hands.

Without even looking at her, she turned around and hit the back of the Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator's head—

"Boom!"

A muffled sound, crisp and with a strange echo, rang out in the stone chamber.

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator, who was immersed in the pain of betrayal and unable to extricate herself, had her expression frozen in an instant and her angry accusations came to an abrupt end.

The pair of crimson fox eyes suddenly widened, revealing a moment of confusion, and then the eyelids fluttered, and the body fell forward softly.

Ning Ruan grabbed the collar of her neck and lifted her up in his hands as if she were a large pet.

The whole process was smooth and skillful, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

Han Ze: "..."

The remaining soul of the Curse Crow Clan in his body: "..."

"Okay, it's quiet now." Ning Ruan weighed the Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator in her hand, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Han Ze, "Let's go."

Han Ze swallowed silently and nodded repeatedly, "Yeah."

Ning Ruan held the unconscious Nine-tailed female cultivator in one hand, with one end of the soul-binding rope tied around her waist. She dragged Mo Feng along, and walked towards the stone gate opposite with steady steps.

There were no obstacles this time.

The four of them quickly passed through the stone gate and reached the stone stairs to the next level.

The noise inside the stone chamber was isolated behind him.

The moment he left the stone chamber, Mo Feng reacted.

His whole body trembled violently, like a drowning person finally floating to the surface, gasping for breath, and the dullness in his eyes quickly faded away.

As if he thought of something, he subconsciously touched his chest. After making sure that nothing was wrong, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

But there was still a strong sense of fear and dread in his eyes.

"I... was I in an illusion just now?" His voice was hoarse and his face was as pale as paper.

Ning Ruan threw the still unconscious Nine-tailed female cultivator roughly to the ground.

Then he retracted his soul-binding rope and said, "Your willpower is indeed quite weak."

"..."

Mo Feng's face turned red instantly, and the burning sensation reached his ears.

He opened his mouth and wanted to argue.

But thinking back to the embarrassment and despair I had just felt in the illusion, any excuse seemed pale and powerless.

He lowered his head in shame, his voice as thin as a mosquito: "...Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ning..."

Along the way, he was asked to cook.

He really just cooked a meal, and Fellow Daoist Ning didn't know how many times he had saved him.

"No need to thank me, I expected it." Ning Ruan said truthfully.

After she finished speaking, she turned around and cast a healing spell on the Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator's head.

She was very measured in her smashing.

It can hurt the other person without hurting him too badly.

The healing spell only lasted for a moment before the Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator subconsciously made a hissing sound.

Then Yoyo wakes up.

The clear pain from the back of her head made her subconsciously raise her hand to touch it.

The wound has healed.

But the dull ache remains.

The brief but shameful memory before she fell into coma flooded into her mind like a tide - she had just told Ning Ruan that she was not trapped in an illusion, but the next moment she was!

"What's wrong with my head?" She slowly got up and asked while touching the back of her head.

Ning Ruan's eyes were clear, "I don't know."

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator didn't believe it, "You didn't hit him?"

"If you say so, then so be it." Ning Ruan spread his hands, nonchalant.

Nine-tailed female cultivator: “?”

What does it mean if she says yes?

It seems like she is wrongly accusing someone!

Han Ze stepped forward at the right moment and calmly smoothed things over, "Senior, if it weren't for Senior Sister Ning, you would still be trapped in the illusion. Not to mention that she didn't take action, even if she did, it was to get you out of the stone chamber as quickly as possible."

"..." Do you dare to look into my eyes and say it again, she didn't do it?

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator, who was originally not very sure, is now basically certain that it was Ning Ruan who hit her.

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator took a deep breath and held it in for a long while before squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth: "...Next time, don't hit me on the head!"

"It's most convenient to hit the head." Ning Ruan retorted.

Nine-tailed female cultivator: “…” You still say it’s not you?

You don’t even have to pretend, right?

She didn't continue to worry about it, because there was one thing she did agree with.

Without Ning Ruan, she would really be trapped.

If it were the heyday, being trapped wouldn't be a big deal.

You can definitely break free, it’s just a matter of time.

But now...it's hard to say.

"Thank you." She still said to Ning Ruan.

The latter, already carrying the iron pot, continued down the stone steps, casually waving his right hand, "It's just a matter of convenience."

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator also hurriedly chased after him, glancing at the iron pot several times.

Although I have no memory of being beaten.

But no matter how she looked at it, she felt that this pot was highly suspicious.

Mo Feng walked last.

He had already roughly guessed what Kyuubi-senpai had encountered, and suddenly felt relieved.

Compared with this senior, the fact that he fell into an illusion didn't seem so shameful.

At least... he wasn't knocked unconscious and carried away by Fellow Daoist Ning...

As soon as this thought came up, Mo Feng quickly suppressed it.

I was afraid that the seniors in front would notice.

……

"Han Ze, right? What's on the next level?" The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator was still rubbing her head and asked as she walked.

Han Ze remained calm and said, "I don't know."

"..."

No wonder they are senior sisters and junior brothers.

You can tell at first glance that they are from the same school.

It's really infuriating.

She gave him a professional fake smile, "So guess what?"

Han Ze said, "I guess it has something to do with space and formations."

"Space? Formation?" Ning Ruan raised her eyes. "What do you mean?"

When others asked, Han gave perfunctory answers.

When Ning Ruan asked, he immediately straightened his face and answered seriously: "According to my guess, the stone house on the third floor may have an ancient formation, and it cleverly utilizes the power of space."

"To put it simply, the bluestones on the floor of the stone chamber are not fixed; they move according to a certain pattern or randomly."

"What if we step on the wrong bluestone?" Mo Feng couldn't help but ask.

Han Zezheng said, "If we step on the wrong one, we will be greeted by the trap left by the Curse Crow Clan. As for whether the trap will be ineffective, it is unclear."

"But I think, based on the conditions in the first two stone chambers, the possibility of failure is relatively low."

"And this is not the most troublesome thing."

Han Ze frowned slightly, his expression was a little solemn, but his tone was still calm:

"It will also randomly teleport you to the stone house on the two floors above, so we have to be very careful. If we take a wrong step, we will either face danger or have to start all over again."

"Randomly teleport? Start over?"

Just hearing these few words, the Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator's scalp went numb.

No.

Even the back of my head started to ache again.

She couldn't bear to hear such words now.

When I thought about having to go through the illusion again, or even more than once, I suddenly felt that even the immortal weapons were not so interesting.

"Isn't this the altar of the Curse Crow Clan? Altars aren't places for trials, are they setting up so many traps here to use against their own people?"

"It wasn't there back then." Han Ze said, "This is the altar's defense mechanism, which they activated at the last moment."

"..."

After hearing this, the Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator no longer had the mood to bother with Han Ze anymore. He kept saying he didn't know, but in the end he even explained such a private matter so clearly.

Her mind was now filled with the tragic scene of the Curse Crow Clan being exterminated.

There was a moment of silence.

She still couldn't help but ask:

"What are the identities of those who wiped out the Curse Crow Clan? Are they related to the immortals?"

Han Ze still gave a familiar answer: "I don't know."

This is what I really don't know.

Because even the senior in his body didn't know.

Even though he described the scene of genocide he had witnessed, the senior still said he could not remember anything.

"Then why did they want to destroy the Cursed Crow Clan? You don't know?" the Nine-tailed female cultivator asked again.

Han Ze: "I don't know."

Nine-tailed female cultivator: "..." She knew this would be the answer.

The atmosphere inside the stone staircase was a little depressing for a moment.

Only the sound of four people's footsteps of varying weights echoed in the narrow space.

Mo Feng didn't even dare to breathe. He held the lamp carefully, trying to minimize his presence.

Whether it was the secrets of the Curse Crow Clan or anything else, it was not something a small cultivator like him could get involved in.

……

Just after Ning Ruan and the others had left for a while.

The cultivators of the Xuanshui clan protected Shui Ling'er and Shui Yingxue and brought them to this level of illusion.

The Jindan cultivator with the highest cultivation level only took a glance inside and was able to roughly see the problem.

"Ning Ruan and the others are not here, so they must have passed."

His face looked a little ugly.

I originally wanted to follow Ning Ruan.

In the end, I didn't even see the person's back.

Of course, he wouldn't be so foolish as to think that this level would be easy to pass.

Ning Ruan is over.

But looking at the group of monks trapped inside, you can tell that this level might be even more difficult than the first one.

"What should we do? Ning Ruan and the others are not here. They are the most likely to know how to crack it."

Another Jindan cultivator said in a deep voice.

"How to crack it?" Shui Ling'er blinked her clear eyes. Before anyone else could speak, she strode in. "Why don't you try it yourself and find out?"

Ning Ruan didn't know that the Xuanshui tribe was secretly preparing to pursue her.

At this moment, she has reached the third floor.

Several monks stood outside the stone gate.

I was hesitating to go in, but I didn't dare to.

Obviously he had witnessed the horror inside the stone chamber.

"Are you guys waiting for me if you don't go in?"

Ning Ruan greeted with a smile.

But the several monks who had noticed Ning Ruan a long time ago could not laugh at all.

The saying "there are wolves in front and tigers behind" is probably just like this.

I dare not go in.

Retreat...seeing Ning Ruan is not a good thing.

"Ning...Fellow Daoist Ning." A cultivator in the Yuan-building stage forced himself to maintain an expression and performed a Taoist salute.

Unexpectedly, this arrogant villain actually politely returned the gift.

This made him not know what to say.

Fortunately, Ning Ruan didn't want to say more to him.

She walked forward on her own.

They naturally dispersed to both sides and made way for her.

It’s not like no one has thought about the possibility of a sneak attack at such a close distance.

But if they fail, death will surely await them.

Knowing that there are also magical weapons below, why do you have to provoke Ning Ruan?

The altar is so strange, maybe she is trapped on one floor?

Then wouldn’t they also have a chance to seize the immortal weapon?

Based on this possibility, and seeing that she had no intention of killing anyone.

The Yuan-building Realm cultivator stepped forward and pointed inside, "Fellow Daoist Ning, there's a formation on this floor. It's quite terrifying."

"But the more terrifying it is, the closer we are to the bottom."