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

The human powerhouse remained silent for a long moment.

His silence was seen by cultivators of various races as an implicit acquiescence to the words of the Jiaolong clan expert.

After a long while, the human powerhouse, who had been maintaining a smile, finally spoke again: "Then why were you lured here?"

"Of course, it's because Ning Ruan is carrying a celestial artifact," the Jiao Clan expert blurted out.

He just finished speaking.

Having fully grasped the situation before her, Ning Ruan immediately stood up straight and raised her voice, saying, "It's true that I have a celestial artifact, and it's also true that you came to steal it. So what's wrong with me killing you in return?"

"Why did you have to come and take mine?"

She spoke with absolute certainty.

Even the mysterious human powerhouse instinctively turned around and glanced at her.

There wasn't much emotion in his eyes.

But with just that one glance, Ning Ruan was absolutely certain that this senior disliked her very much.

He was quite dissatisfied with her.

The dissatisfaction even carried a hint of resistance and disgust.

But he concealed it very well and did not show anything obvious.

If it weren't for her keen senses, she might not have even noticed.

But she's not a spirit stone.

If others dislike her or even hate her, it affects their emotions.

What does it have to do with her?

Not only did she not care, she even gave him a smirk, "Right, senior?"

The mysterious human powerhouse: "..."

He silently added another label to Ning Ruan's many labels: "thick-skinned and sharp-tongued."

However, no matter how dissatisfied they are with Ning Ruan, that is not a reason for others to bully the human race at will.

He looked again at the powerful dragon clan member in front of him, who was determined to die and was glaring at them.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the other person suddenly clutched his head, groaning in pain.

His entire body was completely out of control, like a puppet with its strings cut, clutching his head as he plummeted straight down into the endless void below.

This sudden turn of events left all the cultivators stunned.

However, just as the powerful dragon clan member was about to disappear from everyone's sight, the man in green simply raised his hand and made a grasping motion.

An invisible force instantly froze the falling figure in mid-air, then slowly pulled it back, making it float again in front of the cultivators of various races.

At this moment, the powerful dragon clan member had his eyes closed and his face contorted in pain, clearly indicating that his soul had been severely damaged and he had already fainted.

The man in the green robe withdrew his hand, his gaze calmly sweeping over the silent cultivators in the room, finally settling on the few powerful figures whose faces were deathly pale and who were trembling all over.

“I want to kill,” he said slowly, his voice flat and indifferent, “I never need any conspiracy.”

“Especially if I wanted to kill you, I could do it easily. I don’t need to use a junior as bait.”

His tone was soft, yet it struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

Killing a powerful individual whose strength is unknown and who is also skilled in mental attacks would indeed be easy.

Especially... this person is clearly an old monster from the human race who has been hiding for who knows how long.

They had never even heard of such a thing.

The human expert who had just finished his attack didn't even flinch, his calm gaze sweeping over the group of cultivators from the Jiaolong clan:

"I'm sparing his life today. Go back and tell those old folks in your clan that while the human race has declined, it's not that there are no people left."

"Just keep everything as it is and don't try anything to test us."

"You cannot afford the consequences of testing."

Humanity... cannot afford it either.

He silently added a sentence in his mind.

Finally, a silent sigh escaped.

The Jiaolong cultivator, supporting their respected elder, whose forehead was covered in cold sweat, asked in a trembling voice:

"Can...can we go now?"

The mysterious expert was about to nod.

But before he could make a move, Li Mu, who had remained silent, spoke in a deep voice:

"Senior, since they made the move, they should pay the price."

"If Ning Ruan hadn't been able to protect herself, she would have died at their hands long ago." "If they don't pay the price they deserve today, won't all the races think that human cultivators can be slaughtered and bullied at will?"

"General Li... you're being far too aggressive. Our lord... has already suffered severe damage to his soul, which is already a price to pay. What more do you want?"

Sensing the mysterious human expert's attitude, the Jiaolong cultivators, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, instantly became apprehensive again.

He forced himself to confront her and retort.

They naturally dared not offend this mysterious and powerful human.

But Li Mu... was indeed quite difficult to deal with.

Even the old monsters of the human race have relented.

He wouldn't let it go.

He truly lives up to his reputation as a god of death.

"Ha, since you say I'm being aggressive, then so be it if I am."

He moved the longsword in his hand.

The sword tip was pointed directly at the opponent.

"You're not convinced? Come and fight!"

"..." If he could have won, he would have gone in already.

But Li Mu... that's the kind of person who dares to point a sword at their master.

"Senior..." Unable to win against Li Mu, he could only turn his gaze to the human powerhouse who seemed easier to talk to.

The human powerhouses had been staring intently at Li Mu ever since he spoke.

Unlike the subtle aloofness he showed when looking at Ning Ruan.

His gaze toward Li Mu was filled with undisguised admiration.

He even seemed quite pleased.

Upon hearing the voice of the Jiaolong cultivator, he immediately interrupted him, saying, "That's right, what you said makes sense."

This "you" certainly doesn't refer to a cultivator from the Jiaolong clan.

The dragon-race cultivator panicked and could only say urgently, "Senior! This matter..."

The mysterious expert raised his hand, stopping him from speaking, and then glanced at the other experts whose faces were grim: "Li Mu is right. Since we have taken action, we must bear the consequences."

"I can let you leave, as long as he agrees."

He pointed at Li Mu.

However, the latter shook his head and said solemnly, "This matter has nothing to do with me. What they need is Ning Ruan's consent, not mine."

As soon as these words came out.

The powerful figures from several clans were in an even more embarrassing situation.

They could fawn over this human cultivator whose strength was unknown.

You could even offer a tactful apology to Li Mu.

But for Ningruan...

"If that's the case," the mysterious expert finally looked Ning Ruan in the eye, "then what do you think should be done to put this matter at hand?"

"Is what I say the final word?" Ning Ruan retorted.

The mysterious powerful figure smiled, "What you say goes."

He could tell, of course, that Li Mu was deliberately trying to get benefits for this girl.

He disliked destiny, but rather admired Li Mu, a sword cultivator who was not ordained by destiny and had reached this point entirely on his own merits.

He's willing to give him that face.