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

"No, they are certain that the human race must have something to rely on in this high-profile confrontation with the ten major races."

The nine-tailed female cultivator leaned lazily against the window frame, her slender fingers twirling the ends of her hair, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Young Fellow Daoist Ning, do you know what the title 'Ten Great Races' means in the Boundless Realm?"

Before Ning Ruan could answer, she replied herself:

"It means deeply entrenched power, unshakeable authority, and rules."

"For ordinary races, offending even one family, let alone several, could lead to the extermination of the entire race. But this time, your human race has practically declared war on them in a high-profile manner."

Her gaze shifted to the ground floor, where she could clearly see the bustling scene.

His tone carried a hint of complexity: "Although I know I shouldn't think this way, even now... I still feel that you humans really did this on purpose."

"First, you paraded around with your immortal artifact, attracting the covetous eyes of the ten major races. Then, you had this human senior take action to suppress the other races. If it were any other race, people might not have thought of this."

"But humans are different after all."

“So,” she said, turning her gaze back to Ning Ruan with a smile, “their current alliance with the human race is less about optimism and more about placing a bet.”

"They are betting that the storm stirred up by the human race this time will not subside easily, and may even... change the existing pattern of the Boundless Realm."

Ning Ruan: "..." They really do have a vivid imagination.

But it seems no wonder people make up their own imaginations.

In fact, even she, the person involved, did not expect that such a powerful figure would actually emerge from the human race.

Ning Ruan picked up Han Ze's specially blended milk tea.

Take a sip.

"If I were to say now that the immortal artifact is truly mine, would no one still believe me?"

Tang Xiaopangzi quickly replied, "I believe you. You've worn it yourself, how could I not believe you?"

"Miss Ning is such a kind person. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had the chance to feel the immortal energy."

"It smells so comforting."

Tang Xiaopangzi's words were actually the part that the nine-tailed female cultivator found most puzzling.

Logically speaking, now that things have progressed to this point, Ning Ruan should be able to gracefully withdraw.

But she was still wearing a magical artifact...

When General Li left, he didn't even ask to go back.

Are you planning to pick it up later, or...?

The nine-tailed female cultivator stared intently at Ning Ruan and asked, enunciating each word clearly, "The immortal artifact, they agreed to give it to you?"

Ning Ruan: "..."

She reached up and touched her forehead.

"What do I have to do with what I found myself?"

"I'll say it one last time: the immortal artifact is mine, the painting is mine, and it has nothing to do with the human race."

There was no conspiracy involved.

She spoke very seriously.

It's like his face is practically screaming "I'm lying to you."

The nine-tailed female cultivator suddenly began to believe it.

If what Ning Ruan said is true, then... then the time travel outside might not necessarily be a misunderstanding.

After all, the strong ones are real.

Thinking of this, the nine-tailed female cultivator suddenly chuckled, her voice sweet as honey, with a hint of self-mockery at the end.

She stretched, her graceful curves revealed in the light and shadow by the window. "Never mind, these things have nothing to do with me anyway."

"After all, they're just a notorious bandit known to everyone, so why should we worry about who among you humans and the ten races is plotting against whom?"

After dinner.

Ning Ruan didn't escape either.

The unidentified human expert still sought her out.

Han Ze was also summoned at the same time.

Mu Yiqiu, on the other hand, was not included.

The mysterious powerful figure now resides in the city lord's mansion of Xuanshui City.

It's not far from Ling Shan Ge.

When Ning Ruan and the other person arrived, General Li was also there.

A man stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree.

One of them sat casually in a sandalwood chair, toying with a warm, smooth jade slip in his hand.

He was still wearing the same blue robe, with a gentle demeanor and deep, penetrating eyes that seemed to absorb light, making it difficult to look at him for long.

Upon seeing Ning Ruan and the other person, he casually raised his hand, indicating that they did not need to be so polite.

"Sit down." His voice was calm, revealing no emotion.

Upon hearing this, Ning Ruan sat down without any hesitation.

Han hesitated for a moment, but still sat down.

"Do you know why I've come to you?" The mysterious powerful figure's gaze fell on the two of them, with a hint of scrutiny, but without any sense of oppression.

Ning Ruan raised her eyes and said directly, "It can't be that you want us to hand over the immortal artifact, can it?"

"And if that's the case?" His tone remained calm, revealing neither joy nor anger. "Would you hand it over?"

"Do you want to tell the truth?" Ning Ruan asked.

The gaze of the powerful human race fell upon him. "What do you think?"

Ning Ruan said "Oh," and added, "The truth is, of course I won't hand it over. I still have a use for the immortal artifact, so why should I give it away?"

"With your current cultivation level, are you capable of using immortal artifacts?" the human expert asked.

Ning Ruan met his gaze in surprise, "Why not?"

Li Mu's deep voice rang out at this moment, "She can indeed use it."

The human race's powerful figures knew that Ning Ruan could use immortal artifacts.

But I can't understand it.

Ultimately, it can only be attributed to the privilege of destiny.

It's just that unreasonable; it seems that anything impossible becomes reasonable as long as it happens to fate.

"The other immortal artifact is the one that the Shadow Clan has been plotting against, isn't it?"

The human warrior asked again.

Ning Ruan nodded frankly, "Yes."

"Heh." Upon hearing this, the human expert let out a soft "heh," put down the jade slip in his hand, and lightly tapped the armrest with his fingertips. "You and the Panxi Clan are colluding?"

"The immortal artifact was clearly in your hands, yet he offered no explanation and ultimately died in the siege of the ten major races."

Ning Ruan felt that these words were a bit too aggressive.

The word 'collusion' should not be used indiscriminately.

"Does Senior have a problem with me?" Ning Ruan tilted her head slightly and asked directly.

"You are the chosen one, the pride of the human race, why would I have a problem with you?" the human powerhouse retorted.

Ning Ruan gave a slight smile: "Then I don't know."

"However, I should be able to answer the question you just asked about why the Panxi tribe didn't explain."

"Perhaps he didn't try to explain, but even if he did, no one would believe him."

"Does he think the ten major races will let him go just because the immortal artifact isn't in his possession?"

The human powerhouse: "..." Of course, they couldn't let them go.

There was a moment of silence.

He stopped dwelling on the matter.

In a calm tone, he asked, "None of you are willing to hand over the immortal artifact?"

Ning Ruan said, "I'm not willing right now, but maybe I can when I get bored with it."

She paused, then said, "Of course, I am, after all, human. If humanity is in dire need of it right now, I can offer it."

"But if it's just something to be displayed and not used, I don't think it's necessary to take it out."

She spoke these words with utmost seriousness.

The human powerhouse kept staring into her clear eyes.

Did you want to see a hint of reluctance in her eyes?

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

The girl's eyes were as open and honest as a mountain stream, without the slightest flicker or reluctance.

She wasn't lying, nor was she offering empty words to please him.

She was genuinely willing to do it.