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

Ning Ruan didn't have time to speak again.

Everything went black before my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again...

The familiar underground palace came into view.

A dense array of statues.

And... a large group of Xuan Shui Clan cultivators were still blocking the entrance.

"We...we're out?"

It was still Mo Feng's fearful voice, the first one coming from behind.

Then came the heavy breathing of the nine-tailed female cultivator, "Ning Ruan, what just happened? She...she let us go?"

Why don't you think that I killed her and saved you?

Ning Ruan countered with a question.

Nine-tailed female cultivator: "..."

My initial shock subsided a little because of this joke.

"Then you are really awesome."

Ning Ruan nodded, "I've always been very capable."

Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator: "..." I didn't praise you.

Although I can't remember exactly what happened.

But his whole body still vividly remembered the fear he had felt before.

At that moment, she truly felt she was going to die.

That kind of being, is it possible for Ning Ruan to kill it?

"Huh? We're all awake. Why haven't the elders come out yet?"

Shui Ling'er exclaimed in surprise.

Ning Ruan looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Shui Ling'er was already standing in front of the group of Xuan Shui Clan cultivators.

They remained motionless, their eyes lifeless.

This state clearly indicates that they haven't yet emerged from that strange space.

Ning Ruan immediately looked away.

Without a second thought, they flew towards the largest statue of the Cursed Raven Clan in front of them.

"Ning Ruan, how dare you..."

The nine-tailed female cultivator closest to her was startled and instinctively called out to warn her.

But she didn't finish her words.

Ning Ruan had already successfully retrieved the robes and shoes that the statue was wearing.

The enormous clothes and boots shrank instantly after they fell into her hands.

She fell from the sky.

Standing in front of Han Ze, he was about to speak.

The former spoke first: "Senior Sister Ning, as we agreed before, the immortal artifacts will be split equally, but if you need them, you can..."

He completely ignored the slightly weakened roar of the remnant soul within him.

The tone was sincere.

Ning Ruan interrupted him, "It's fine to split it equally. I have no use for so many immortal artifacts."

The remnant soul, roaring madly in its sea of ​​consciousness: "!!!" Is there any point in saying more?

If it's useless, just put it down!

He can never have too much!

The nine-tailed female cultivator and Mo Feng, who were standing nearby, also felt a pang of pain from those words.

One reason is that Ning Ruan is really infuriating.

The other is something I can't even imagine: what would it be like to have so many immortal artifacts that I don't even know what to do with them?

After confirming that she could not awaken her clansmen for the time being, Shui Ling'er silently began to set up an array around her.

Although I don't know what's going on with my clansmen.

But her intuition, as the chosen one, told her that this was definitely related to Fellow Daoist Ning.

Perhaps, once she sends the person away, her clansmen will be able to wake up.

As for the fairy weapon...

Of course she wanted it too.

Who wouldn't want a celestial artifact?

But compared to the immortal artifact, she was clearly more interested in Fellow Daoist Ning.

Therefore, the formation at this time is done willingly.

Ning Ruan decisively chose the dark-colored robe.

With a thought, the robes transformed into a blue gown.

With a slight beckoning of her hand, the blue robe was put on by herself.

There was no sense of being overwhelmed by having an extra layer of clothing.

They didn't even realize they were wearing an extra layer of clothing.

The robe had no weight.

But at this moment, she exuded an ethereal aura.

It's so rich and intoxicating.

"Seems pretty good."

The moment she put on the clothes, she could feel their extremely strong defensive capabilities.

However, as a celestial artifact, even in terms of defensive capabilities, it should still differ from a spiritual artifact.

However, she is not aware of this difference yet.

We can only fully understand it once we have control over it.

After putting on the magical artifact, she turned around and saw everyone else staring at her with strange expressions.

Mo Feng hesitated to speak.

The nine-tailed female cultivator was far less polite. She took a deep breath and spoke directly:

"You're planning to wear it like this?"

"It's a celestial artifact! Don't you think this is too high-profile?"

Ning Ruan touched her clothes and suddenly nodded, "You're right, it's really not appropriate to wear this."

Done.

It then removed its magical artifact.

Before the nine-tailed female cultivator could even catch her breath, she took off her original blue robe.

He put the immortal artifact inside.

Then he put his original blue shirt on top.

Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator: "?" Is this what she meant by being high-profile?

Wearing the magical artifacts underneath would make it less conspicuous?

She felt the still strong ethereal aura emanating from Ning Ruan and burst into laughter on the spot.

"Ning Ruan, if you go out dressed like that, everyone will want to steal you!"

"If I don't dress like this, will they stop robbing me?" Ning Ruan retorted.

The nine-tailed female cultivator was immediately choked.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Never mind, you were already being watched anyway."

Having survived a brush with death and barely escaped with her life, she had almost forgotten that they were still in the Lesser Disability Realm.

Meanwhile, outside the Lesser Remnant Realm, the various races coveting Ning Ruan's Immortal Artifact had already surrounded the area completely.

In this situation, it seems to make no difference whether Ning Ruan wears a celestial artifact or not.

Han silently put the shoes away.

He does want to wear it too.

But I really don't have the confidence of Senior Sister Ning.

“However…” The nine-tailed female cultivator suddenly thought of something and looked at Ning Ruan with a suspicious expression, “How did you know it was okay to touch the immortal artifact just now?”

Ning Ruan had already stepped towards Shui Ling'er and casually said, "Now that the culprits are gone, of course we can touch the immortal artifacts at will."

The culprit… The nine-tailed female cultivator took a deep breath, “Who is the culprit? Could it be… the one you were talking to?”

"Yes." Ning Ruan nodded, but her gaze was fixed on Shui Ling'er. "How much longer will it take for the formation to be completed?"

"It'll be ready soon," Shui Ling'er replied quickly.

After saying that, she tentatively asked, "Fellow Daoist Ning, my people... can they still come out?"

"How would I know?" Ning Ruan raised her eyes. "Perhaps I could."

Actually, she really did know.

It was seeing this group of guys that made her realize that her second father must have deliberately given her time to get the immortal artifact.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for them all to have come out, while the later group of cultivators were still trapped inside.

Oh, and it's not just that this group of monks didn't come out later.

Beneath the giant statue, two corpses lay silently.

These were the two Golden Core cultivators who had been pulled in first.

The former was killed by the latter.

As for the latter, Ning Ruan had never seen it in that strange space.

The body is cold now; it's probably dead inside.

The probability of being killed by that indiscriminately killing Yan Clan cultivator is extremely high.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, that's enough!"

Shui Ling'er's voice was filled with obvious excitement.

The teleportation array she painstakingly set up finally took shape.

Intricate runes outlined patterns of flowing light on the ground.

The immense spiritual energy began to converge and vibrate rhythmically, causing subtle ripples to spread throughout the stable space within the underground palace.

Ning Ruan glanced at it only once before striding into the formation.

The nine-tailed female cultivator was about to remind her that Shui Ling'er was, after all, a member of the Xuan Shui clan, when Ning Ruan had already taken her place inside the formation.

He stood right next to Shui Ling'er.

"...You're coming out with us too?" She pointed incredulously at the still unconscious Xuan Shui Clan cultivator beside her. "Aren't you going to leave them behind?"