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

Ning Ruan took in the changes in the expressions of the several powerful figures.

She clapped her hands, drawing everyone's attention back to herself, her face still bearing that infuriating smile:

"So, what have you seniors decided? Do you want to cooperate with the human race?"

As she spoke, the speed at which the runes flowed in the huge ink painting array beneath her feet seemed to subtly increase.

The flickering light then grew even brighter.

This isn't an attitude of seeking cooperation; it's a blatant threat!

I'm afraid those communication talismans were just fakes made to scam them out of money.

Thinking of this, the expressions of the powerful figures grew even more grim.

His chest heaved violently; he was clearly furious.

But circumstances were beyond their control. Beneath their feet lay an unknown formation, beside them stood an unfathomable old monster of the human race, and before them stood Ning Ruan, who smiled like a little fox yet was ruthless in every way.

Can't beat it.

They can't leave either.

They seemed to have no other choice but to bow their heads.

The powerful member of the Illusionary Phantom Clan was the first to succumb. He practically gritted his teeth as he forced out the words: "...Buy! We, the Illusionary Phantom Clan, buy!"

Anyway, we've already lost so much.

Adding one more stroke wouldn't make a difference.

With the first one taking the lead, the other powerful figures, though extremely unwilling, had no choice but to bite the bullet and nod in humiliation.

“The Sky Rift Clan… will also buy.”

“Phoenix Clan…buy.”

“Xuanshui Clan…buy.”

"Thunder Turtle Clan...buy."

"The Purple Gold Clan...buy."

“The Dark Clan… will also buy.”

"You seniors are mistaken. To be precise, it's not about buying, it's about cooperation."

Ning Ruan kindly corrected him, then looked at the remaining three races who had not yet expressed their opinions, "Although you've been exempted from compensation, cooperation cannot be waived."

Shadow Clan cultivator: "..."

Flame Clan cultivator: "..."

Jiaolong Clan cultivator: "..."

"Fellow Daoist Ning... could we discuss the cooperation later?" The cultivator among the Jiaolong clan, whose cultivation level could barely be considered the highest, stepped forward.

He first glanced at the mysterious human expert with awe, then quickly scanned the terrifying array light beneath his feet, before finally speaking with difficulty, his voice dry and tight: "My lord is seriously injured and unconscious, his soul is damaged, and he urgently needs to be treated. I really... I really cannot make a decision at this moment."

Just as he finished speaking, a cultivator from the Yan Clan stepped forward, his voice heavy with suppressed grief and indignation: "Our clan leader... has fallen! We cannot decide on cooperation."

People have been killed, and they are still being forced to cooperate.

This wasn't the first time they'd encountered something like this.

But it is they who, after each murder, force others to cooperate.

When have I ever experienced such a reversed situation?

The Shadow Clan cultivators shared the same sentiment.

But they are slightly better off than the Yan Clan.

At least for now, it has not been definitively confirmed that Lord Wang Xuan has truly perished.

News from the main world hasn't come over yet.

Even though Ning Ruan admitted it himself, they still wanted to hold onto a tiny bit of hope, just in case... just in case the master was still alive?

After all, Lord Wang Xuan was the strongest among all the officials present.

Although they harbored this expectation in their hearts, they would not say it aloud at this time.

The Shadow Clan cultivator echoed in a deep voice, "Lord Wang Xuan is also... Since he's not here, then..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Ruan interrupted him: "They're not here, but you are. By the way, do you still have cultivators from your Shadow Clan trapped in the Lesser Remnant Realm? If you don't go find them soon, something bad might really happen."

Shadow Clan cultivator: "..." Thank you for reminding me.

After Ning Ruan's "kind reminder," the other three races finally relented.

no way.

Ning Ruan was clearly making a threat.

If you disagree, she will activate the formation.

Ning Ruan didn't need to say anything more; those powerful figures who had already agreed to cooperate would be the first to force them to agree.

"Can you remove that painting now?"

The Xuan Shui Clan's Grand Master asked in a deep voice.

Ning Ruan smiled and looked over, "Of course, I'll leave now after you've given me the compensation."

Grand Master of Ceremonies: "..." She had almost forgotten about the compensation.

Besides the one from the Jiao Clan whose soul was severely injured, there were two others who had already died, and they all deserve compensation.

Now that things have come to this, further delay is futile.

Ning Ruan said something that is at least quite right.

There is still a portion of the clan within the Lesser Remnant Realm.

And Shui Ling'er kept saying that something was wrong with the Little Remnant Realm, that there were signs of immortality.

Others may not understand, but she knows it very well.

Shui Ling'er doesn't lie.

She might downplay something.

But I would never speak carelessly.

In the Lesser Realm of Imperfection, there may not be traces of immortals, but something is definitely not right.

Da Zongzheng took a deep breath.

They took out their magical artifacts and fruits first.

Given the precedent set by the powerful members of the Illusionary Phantom Clan, she didn't let Ning Ruan choose when it came to the spirit fruits.

Try to give something that will satisfy the other party, and the quantity is just right.

As for the most precious treasures, the ones she gave were rather useless.

A spirit-gathering array that can assist cultivators at or above the Foundation Establishment Realm in their cultivation.

The items are, of course, good things.

However, Ning Ruan is not yet at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Knowing that the other party had ulterior motives, she still accepted it.

He even added, "Grand Master, your elder is still in my hands. Do you want to redeem her?"

Da Zongzheng: "..."

Da Zongzheng gritted his teeth: "Redeem."

"Alright, then let the Grand Master make an offer. I'm a pretty easy person to talk to. As long as the price is right, the Elder will give it back to you."

Da Zongzheng: "..."

My desire to kill had never reached such a peak.

Following the Grand Master of Ceremonies.

The other powerful figures also stepped forward one after another, offering Ning Ruan's so-called 'compensation' with great heartache.

Leaving aside the priceless treasures, the spiritual fruit alone was enough to break their hearts.

Especially those few that Ning Ruan had never seen before.

Heaven knows how she, a mere ninth-realm cultivator, had ever seen so many spiritual fruits.

What she had never seen before was also something they rarely saw.

It took a lot of effort to get my hands on it.

As for the treasure... even if they deliberately disgusted Ning Ruan.

They gave her things that she didn't need at the moment.

But they can use these things.

Even if it's not needed, it can be given to a younger member of the clan. Wouldn't it be better to give it to anyone else than to Ning Ruan?

Wrong!

The Shadow Clan is even more frustrated.

After providing compensation, they also received a reminder from Ning Ruan to redeem them.

"..." I have absolutely no intention of redeeming it.

But it's impossible not to redeem it.

The one Ning Ruan captured and trapped in the painting was the city lord of this Eternal Domain Shadow City.

After reaching an agreement, Ning Ruan slowly took out her painting that could attract people.

They released all the cultivators of various races who had been imprisoned inside for a long time.

Along with the nine-tailed female cultivator who had just been taken in, she was finally able to see the light of day again.

"rather……"

The nine-tailed female cultivator looked around, her expression of shock completely undisguised.

Even more astonished than her were the group of cultivators from various races who had been imprisoned for a long time.

After suffering so much inside, the time to finally get out has finally come.

The group's dejected mood was lifted when they saw their clansmen.

Before they could even speak, the girl's sudden voice, like a demon, stabbed them in the back at their already heightened emotions:

"Alright, seniors of the Shadow Clan and the Xuan Shui Clan, you may leave now."

"But the others can't leave yet, seniors of the ten races. Please redeem them as well."

The number of cultivators released by Ning Ruan was far greater than anyone had expected.

In the world of the disabled, she received many people who came to rob her.

They basically took in everything that wasn't killed.

Now that they've all been released, the sheer number of people involved is astonishing.

"The seniors won't refuse to redeem us, will they? There's destiny involved here."

Ning Ruan raised her eyes and asked in a loud voice.

The ten races: "..."

He wanted to redeem himself from fate.

An ordinary cultivator like myself really doesn't want to redeem him.

But it's easy to imagine how harsh Ning Ruan would say if it were just about redeeming fate.

Ning Ruan's move was absolutely ruthless!

But looking at their own group of dejected clansmen, who were staring at them expectantly, including several of whom were even descendants of the Heavenly Mandate whom they had heard of...

"Redeem!" On the Jiaolong clan's side, a cultivator gritted his teeth and spat out a single word.

Several of them are from their Jiao clan.

What can be done if they don't redeem it?

With a leader in charge, other races could only swallow their pride and endure the excruciating pain and frustration of having their flesh cut off, before once again spending resources to "redeem" their people.

For a moment, the Boundless Realm seemed to have become a trading market, and all the cultivators watched as Ning Ruan accepted everything without hesitation.

The speed at which resources were inventoried was astonishing.

Besides the ten major races, there are still several non-human cultivators remaining.

He was looking at Ning Ruan with a nervous expression.

The ten major races had members who redeemed them.

They didn't have any members of their race who could represent them.

"Oh, you've all forgotten, none of you have redeemed them, have you?"

Ning Ruan looked over with a half-smile.

The dozen or so cultivators nodded hurriedly.

Some cultivators even hesitated and asked, "Can I...can I redeem myself?"

“That won’t do.” Ning Ruan shook her head decisively. “You should be at the Foundation Establishment Realm, right? Your things should be useless to me.”

The Foundation Establishment cultivator who spoke: "..."

Is it reasonable for someone at the Ninth Realm to look down on someone at the Foundation Establishment Realm?

...That seems reasonable too.

After all, he could easily capture a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator with just a casual painting.

“Fellow Daoist Ke Ning, my clansmen are not here.”

It is still there.

Among the group of cultivators watching from the outside were his clansmen.

But we're not familiar with each other.

They, like him, came out to gain experience on their own.

Who would risk their own resources to save him?

“Your people are gone, but your companions are here. Who told you to rob me? Go find him! He's the one who caused you to end up like this. Shouldn't he be redeemed?”

Ning Ruan said seriously, "Don't blame me for not warning you, you either get redeemed or you die in my hands, the choice is yours."

"..." Do we even need to choose?

Who would choose to die if they could live?

Even the dozen or so cultivators who were not very familiar with the situation made a decision in an instant.

"Brother Wang, you're the one who told me to rob Ningruan with you, you can't just abandon me."

“Fellow Daoist of the Illusionary Phantom Clan, you organized us, you must redeem us.”

"Fellow Daoist of the Purple Gold Clan..."

A group of cultivators spoke up.

The target of their conversation was, of course, the group of cultivators from the ten major races who had just been redeemed by their clans.

"..."

The powerful member of the Illusionary Clan took several deep breaths before managing to swallow the metallic taste that rose to his throat.

He stared intently at the foreign cultivator who was pleading for help, wishing he could crush them all with a single blow.

He turned back and glared fiercely at Tianming, whom he had just redeemed.

The latter's face was gloomy, but he didn't know what had happened before. Not only was the clan's patriarch injured, but he also had to submit to the mere human race.

In the end, he could only attribute it to the strange ink painting formation beneath his feet.

And the unfamiliar human cultivator standing next to the human god of death.

"We'll redeem them!"

The powerful member of the Illusionary Clan uttered three words in a fit of rage.

Then he tossed out a few medicinal herbs, throwing them at Ning Ruan without even looking at them.

"Should this be enough?"

Ning Ruan took it, smelled it only once, and nodded, saying, "That's enough. I didn't expect Senior to have so many spiritual fruits and herbs. If I had known..."

"What did you know beforehand?" The Huan Tong clan expert's face darkened.

The sight of Ning Ruan reminded him of the dozens of kilograms of spirit fruit he had lost.

I originally wanted her to choose from them, but I never expected that damned Ning Ruan would dare to take them all!

Ning Ruan readily agreed, "It's nothing." She should have used a sting operation to catch more Illusionary Phantom Clan members.

The other powerful figures, who had just been ripped off, also had faces as black as the bottom of a pot.

Once again, with a heavy heart, they spent their resources to "redeem" those foreign cultivators whom they wished they could kill with their eyes.

Ning Ruan didn't care how unpleasant their expressions were, and accepted everything with a smile.

After finishing, she returned to General Li and said, "Now, General, you can have your people discuss cooperation with them properly."

"I think since everyone has agreed to cooperate, let's discuss it here first."

"Now that we've reached an agreement, I can take my painting back."

Li Mu: "..." I never expected that the cooperation would be achieved in this way.

But regardless, it can be considered an achievement.

He nodded.

He took out an object and sent a signal.

This is a signal unique to the military; it can be seen from a certain distance.

soon.

The human army, which had been trailing behind, arrived at a distance.

Besides the deputy general in charge, there was also a young, chubby man with a cultivation level of thirteen realms who came over.

She's really young.

It's not just about appearance.

Upon seeing him, Ning Ruan was initially taken aback, never expecting to see an acquaintance in such a place.

But the other person wasn't surprised at all, and even winked at her with a smile.

Li Mu said in a deep voice, "Go and talk to them about cooperating on the communication talisman now."

Tang Yi smiled and nodded, "General Li, rest assured, this junior will definitely have a good talk with the seniors of each tribe."

After saying that, he turned and walked straight towards the group of cultivators from the ten major races, whose faces were grim and whose auras were terrifying...

The collaboration went very smoothly.

Tang Yi found it unbelievable that things went so smoothly.

Those already small eyes were almost squinted into slits.

All smiles on his face.

He was laughing so happily.

The more races there are, the darker their faces become.

This is hardly a collaboration.

This is outright extortion!!!

Being forced to buy a transmission talisman that they didn't want at all is one thing.

And then you get scammed.

There isn't a single good person among the human race. They may seem easy to talk to, but they're no different from Ning Ruan—they're all birds of a feather!