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

"I can't sit still, so I'm not going out."

Ning Ruan was engrossed in writing at her desk.

Hearing this, he replied without even looking up.

As for what was happening outside, she seemed completely unconcerned.

It seems they are truly preparing for a final search, and this time the commotion is far greater than before.

In just a short while, several groups of cultivators had passed by the vicinity of the Crimson Lotus Immortal Artifact.

We used to chat whenever we passed by.

Now they've stopped talking.

He revealed not a single word more.

"The situation seems different from before; they are determined to find you."

Ning Ruan finally put down her pen.

Focus your attention on the outside world.

He took out two spiritual fruits, handed one over, and asked, "Would you like some?"

"You really aren't worried at all." Mu Yiqiu took the spirit fruit and took a big bite. "The advantage of being with you is that it's more exciting, but the downside is that I think I'm starting to become bad with you."

As she spoke, she cursed under her breath, "Damn spirit fruit, it really does taste delicious."

They've fallen into depravity.

She actually developed a liking for these culinary delights.

click-

click-

Ning Ruan swallowed the spiritual fruit in her mouth, "What do you mean by learning bad things from me?"

She added, "I'm not bad."

“It’s not bad for you to eat spirit fruits, but it would be very bad for me to eat them.” Mu Yiqiu looked at her resentfully. “I won’t be able to get so many spirit fruits in the future.”

A large portion of Ning Ruan's spiritual fruits were obtained through extortion.

Of course, she could follow suit.

But if such an opportunity really came up, she would of course want something else first.

It can't be a spiritual fruit.

It's because she's too poor.

Spiritual fruits are scarce, spiritual stones are scarce, and spiritual talismans are also scarce.

The poor swordsman lacks everything.

"Your magical artifact, could it really have been found by them?"

After finishing the spiritual fruit, Mu Yiqiu suddenly asked a question.

Ning Ruan looked up at her and shook her head. "I don't know."

The ten races are all formidable.

She thought that using the magical artifact would make everything foolproof, but what happened?

The young cultivator named Wang Wu was able to sense her.

Who knows if some other bastard will pop up again?

She then took out several handfuls of melon seeds.

He's stopped writing novels.

The two sat there eating sunflower seeds while keeping an eye on what was happening outside.

It didn't take long.

Then another group of people arrived.

Searching, brushing past each other, continuing onward.

This cycle was repeated several times.

Ning Ruan suddenly looked up, temporarily stopping her sunflower seed eating.

coming.

A very powerful aura.

Within the Crimson Lotus Space, one generally cannot freely extend one's divine sense.

It is easy for powerful beings with stronger divine sense to detect it, and they can follow their divine sense to touch it, damaging the soul.

But with that fairy robe, it's different.

One of its most important functions is that it can conceal one's presence.

And concealing one's divine consciousness.

Through that garment, its outstretched consciousness seemed to have an extra layer of protection.

It won't be easily traced back by the strong.

Of course, this is not absolute.

If that powerful individual is indeed skilled in this area and possesses special secret techniques, the possibility of having it retrieved cannot be ruled out.

Ning Ruan boldly scanned the outside world with her divine sense at this moment.

She could clearly see that the cultivator named Wang Wu was standing next to a powerful figure with a very dark shadow.

Very strong.

He is even stronger than Wang Xuan, Bei Ying Wang, and all the other cultivators in the valley before him.

If you absolutely have to find something comparable to it...

The first person Ning Ruan thought of was that mysterious and powerful human who still doesn't know his name.

Mu Yiqiu saw it too.

The two exchanged a glance, their uncertainty deepening.

Mu Yiqiu: "Your magical artifact, can it hold up?"

Ning Ruan: "...Maybe."

She added two more words, "probably."

Mu Yiqiu: "..."

She silently summoned her natal flying sword.

Although I know there's a high probability I won't need it.

But as a sword cultivator, having a sword in hand always gives me great comfort and courage.

Ning Ruan then took out the painting.

The kind that instantly killed Wang Xuan and the Yan Clan cultivators.

She didn't know whether she could kill this formidable Shadow Clan expert.

However... the scene that was expected to be found did not appear.

A group of Shadow Clan cultivators simply passed by.

No one spoke throughout the entire process.

"..."

Mu Yiqiu opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

But then he quickly shut his mouth.

I was afraid that if I made a sound, the other party would notice something.

Only after the cultivators had gone far away did she speak:

"It's amazing that it wasn't discovered. I underestimated your celestial artifact."

"They seem to be using magical artifacts to test me, they're not paying any attention at all. They know I have a celestial artifact, yet they're only using magical artifacts to check me." Ning Ruan clicked her tongue twice and made her judgment, "They look down on me."

Mu Yiqiu: "..." So you expect the other party to respect you at this moment and directly take out a celestial artifact to deal with you?

Fault!

She said, "The Shadow Clan has immortal artifacts, but not all immortal artifacts are good at detecting auras. Perhaps none of their immortal artifacts are good at this."

“Then they’ll be disappointed again.” Ning Ruan put the scroll away.

He sat down and continued writing his novel.

There was absolutely no worry.

Now that things have come to this, even Mu Yiqiu is no longer worried.

Anyway, we can't find it.

If even such a big shot can't be found, what's there to be afraid of?

She calmly retrieved her natal sword and began cultivating.

……

Among the many reclusive powerhouses, the Shadow Clan leader is considered one of the easiest to get along with.

He also had the grace of passing on his knowledge to the Northern King.

So it was him who came this time.

Only him.

After searching the area, they saw the well-preserved corpse of the Northern King and Wang Jiang's angry, helpless, and somewhat desperate expression.

He finally sighed and said, "I can search again, but you should also be prepared that we probably won't be able to find that person."

Wang Jiang bowed deeply, adopting an extremely humble posture: "Then I will trouble you, senior."

"Ugh……"

The powerful man thought of the Northern King's corpse in his storage ring and couldn't help but shake his head. "I advised him long ago that his talent is excellent and he should focus all his energy on cultivation."

"But... never mind, since he has already fallen, it's useless for me to say anything now."

"Wang Jiang, you've been following him all along. Do you know which of his enemies are capable of infiltrating our tribe and taking his life?"

"..." Wang Jiang was silent for a moment before giving a helpless bitter smile, "Senior, I really can't figure it out. Perhaps... even I don't know it. After all, His Majesty has always trusted Wang Xuan more."

He remained completely calm when he said this.

"Then you have no one to suspect?" the powerful man asked again.

Wang Jiang shook his head, "I dare not make any wild guesses."

He just finished speaking.

The powerful figure's voice transmission echoed in his mind:

"There's nothing I wouldn't dare to do. Now only you and I know. If you suspect anyone, just say so. Whether it's true or not, it's up to you to decide. There's no reason for me to hold you accountable."