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

"...It's too strong, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

Mu Yiqiu had already retrieved her natal flying sword and was about to return to the carriage.

Ning Ruan: "..."

After fighting Mu Yiqiu, his newly broken-through cultivation level became much more solid and stable.

It's as if they broke through a long time ago.

The effect is very significant.

According to her calculations, this aircraft should be able to continue operating for quite some time.

Who would have thought this guy would suddenly admit defeat?

"You go first, see if I can handle it!"

"You've already won, why are you still fighting? Let's stop fighting."

"So you're admitting you're weaker than me?"

"Who's better than you... Never mind, I'm just weak. Anyway, I lost, so I'm not playing anymore."

"?"

Even reverse psychology failed?

Ning Ruan found it unbelievable.

If we're talking about the most easily provoked person in the world, that little brat Ying Bei from Tianyuan Academy is one of them.

Her seventh senior brother is one of them.

Mu Yiqiu definitely counts as one too.

Can you tolerate this?

But Mu Yiqiu just endured it.

The two returned to the carriage one after the other.

The carriage continued on its way.

Ning Ruan munched on a spiritual fruit to replenish her spiritual energy, glancing at Mu Yiqiu as she ate.

The latter was also eating.

Finally, unable to bear the stare any longer, she suddenly looked up and stared at me, asking, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Caught red-handed, Ning Ruan showed no remorse: "I feel like something's off about you."

"What's wrong with me?"

"It's not right for you to admit defeat."

"I'm admitting it."

"Then something's not right with you."

"..."

Mu Yiqiu had no way to refute it.

He couldn't argue with Ning Ruan either.

She was never good at arguing and followed the principle of fighting if she couldn't win an argument.

But if we really fight now, wouldn't that be exactly what Ning Ruan wanted?

Without that newly learned sword technique, she was no match for Ning Ruan.

In that previous battle, she wasn't the only one who didn't go all out.

Ningruan also didn't release one.

So even if she uses swordsmanship, she might still lose.

It doesn't matter if we lose.

But if you lose, and Ning Ruan sees the side effects of your swordsmanship, that would be very unpleasant.

No matter what Ning Ruan said, Mu Yiqiu just pretended not to hear it.

At first, he responded with a couple of sentences.

Later, he simply went into a meditative state and stopped responding.

Ning Ruan: "..."

Something's not right.

(??)

……

Nine meals' worth of time have passed since the last sparring session.

According to normal time constraints, it has been three days.

For the next three days, the carriage traveled through the boundless land.

On the fourth day of their journey.

Fang passed by a small, ruined area.

It can no longer even be called a boundary.

It's really small.

So small that no race was assigned to guard or protect it.

Its only function is probably to facilitate location on the regional map of the Boundless Realm.

Even if it's small, it still has a general location.

It also provides a convenient place for cultivators traveling through the Boundless Realm to rest temporarily.

The chariot flew straight in.

A spacious place atop the peak.

"Young Fellow Daoist Ning, we've arrived."

The Blood Bat Clan leader and the Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator went down first.

Ning Ruan and Mu Yiqiu followed closely behind.

When Ning Ruan came in, she knew that this place probably wasn't very big.

But I really didn't expect it to be so small.

Only three peaks remain standing side by side.

Not to mention the sun, moon, and stars, even the spiritual energy is extremely thin.

Beyond the three peaks lies the familiar void.

It looks quite frightening.

But actually, it's also safer.

In such a place, unless one is courting death, no one would dare to make a move.

Even a few Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators fighting here might cause a tremor and lead to a collapse.

The carriage landed right in the middle of the three peaks.

There was not a single patch of green on any of the peaks.

Looking around, there were only three barren hills.

"Where are they?" Ning Ruan asked, munching on a spirit fruit.

The Blood Bat Clan leader replied, "They'll be there soon. They're nearby, but as Fellow Daoist Ning knows, it's only a three- or four-day journey. To be precise, it's still within the Eternal Domain."

"Given the speed of those powerful individuals from the ten major races, they could catch up very quickly if they wanted to, so they wouldn't dare to hide here. However, they won't be too far away. As soon as we come in, they will definitely notice us."

Ning Ruan nodded and focused on eating the spirit fruit.

Mu Yiqiu curiously withdrew her divine sense and looked at Ning Ruan.

In fact, you can't see anything with the naked eye.

This small, desolate realm is so barren that it lacks even light.

It was pitch black; only divine sense was available.

"Are they reliable?" Mu Yiqiu asked telepathically.

The moment the voice transmission occurred, the Blood Bat Clan leader seemed to sense something.

However, they didn't pay any attention to it and pretended not to notice.

Ning Ruan replied telepathically, "Unreliable."

Mu Yiqiu: "?"

"Then why are you still looking for them?"

"That's why I'm looking for someone unreliable. Who would agree to do this for me if they were reliable?"

"...You're right."

"Then when will you fight me again?"

"Didn't you say it was just a friendly sparring session?"

"When shall we spar again?"

"...Ning Ruan, you'd better not say anything."

Mu Yiqiu used to love picking fights.

The phrase "Should we have a fight?" is often what she says to others.

Especially for Ningruan, we need to say even more.

Now everything is fine.

The same words still apply, but people's roles have been reversed.

Retribution followed.

Fortunately, the Blood Bat Clan leader was right; those cultivators arrived very quickly.

Seeing that they had arrived, Ning Ruan stopped bothering Mu Yiqiu with fighting.

There were four people who came.

Two female cultivators and two male cultivators.

Three races.

Because one of them is the thirteenth-ranked Binary race.

In the Twin Star Clan, any offspring born will be twins.

No exceptions.

This race is similar in appearance to humans, but their bodies are covered with blue fish scales.

Behind it grew a slender tail, also covered with jade-green scales, which shimmered slightly.

Their faces are the same as those of humans.

The two binary stars are even more like clones of each other.

Just like the Twin Star Clan that Ning Ruan had seen before, it was indeed impossible to distinguish between the two with divine sense and the naked eye.

Even the taste is very similar.

But they are only similar.

There are always slight differences.

The two female cultivators were from the Twin Star Clan.

The two male cultivators, one from the Shadow Clan and the other from the Spirit Sand Clan, were quite familiar to each other.

But the problem is...

"Shadow Clan?"

Ning Ruan slowly uttered two words.

It was unclear whether the question was directed at the Blood Bat Clan leader or at the Shadow Clan cultivator who was merely a shadow, completely blending into the darkness.

He did not deliberately conceal his presence.

A quick scan with one's divine sense is all it takes to see it clearly.

But to the naked eye... the combination of darkness and shadows does indeed complement each other perfectly.

The Blood Bat Clan leader coughed lightly, as if to explain: "Young Fellow Daoist Ning, we Boundless Bandits have all kinds of races, so it's not surprising that we encounter humans."