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

"Speaking of which, is realm suppression related to immortal weapons?"

A cultivator from the Spirit Butterfly Clan suddenly asked.

"If it is related to the magic weapon, why would that madman from the Panxi tribe suppress his realm? Wouldn't it be more beneficial for him to restore his realm?" The cultivator from the Eclipse Wolf tribe retorted.

"...But if it's not a fairy weapon, how could this world suddenly suppress the realm?"

"Who knows? Little girl from the human race, do you know?"

I know... but I won't tell you. Ning Ruan paused while eating melon seeds when she heard someone suddenly cue her from outside. She answered seriously, "I don't know."

"She is only at the eighth level, what can she know?" The instructor of the Tianyuan Academy of the human race frowned and interrupted the conversation between the two sides.

The cultivator of the Spirit Wood Clan suddenly chuckled: "In fact, I am very curious about what the inside of the immortal weapon looks like. I heard that it contained a world of spiritual energy before. Now that the spiritual energy is released and returned to heaven and earth, will there be any changes inside the immortal weapon?"

The human race didn't want Ning Ruan to say more about other issues, but when it came to the immortal weapon, even Teacher Duan was curious.

But he didn't want to force Ning Ruan to confess.

So when he heard that, he just said calmly: "If it's inconvenient to say, then don't say it."

The Lingmu Clan cultivator was dissatisfied: "What's the inconvenience? It's just talking about the internal situation of the immortal weapon."

"The inside of the magic weapon is quite good. The spiritual energy is very rich, and there is also a pool of spiritual liquid." Ning Ruan did not hide anything and said honestly.

"Pond of Spiritual Liquid..."

The monks from the five tribes couldn't help swallowing.

When the spiritual energy becomes dense enough, it can turn into liquid.

A drop of spiritual liquid contains sufficient spiritual energy.

Needless to say, its value is inestimable.

A few drops are already a treasure, but there is a whole pool?

"Um... the spiritual fluid inside, can you take it out?"

The strong man from the Spirit Butterfly clan suppressed his excitement and asked anxiously.

Ning Ruan looked at the spiritual liquid in the pool. She had already drunk several cups.

You can definitely take it out.

But why would she bring it?

"I can't take it with me. Without the owner's consent, I can't take it with me."

Yes, without the consent of her master, she couldn’t take anything with her.

The master that Ning Ruan mentioned was automatically considered to be a strong man of the Panxi tribe.

She said no, and everyone was disappointed and had no choice but to accept it.

The instructor at Lingshan College was concentrating on breaking the ban, while the other cultivators were silently communicating with each other.

I wish the support from the tribesmen could come immediately.

……

Inside the wolf clan’s fairy palace.

The strong men of the Panxi tribe are recuperating from their injuries.

After escaping on instinct, he regained his consciousness.

Just a terrible headache.

From time to time, the scene of him killing his tribesmen with his own hands five hundred years ago would forcefully appear in his mind.

The scenes were bloody and clear. The more I tried to forget them, the harder it was to forget them.

"It is not my fault!"

"I have no choice. I will avenge you!"

"I will kill ShadowClan!"

"There is also a magical weapon... I will definitely find it back!"

"They all deserve to die!"

"They all deserve to die!"

"..."

Control of the magic weapon is out of control again!

Ning Ruan had no choice but to concentrate on taking back control.

In the next five days, she and the madman from the Panxi tribe fought back and forth for control.

It was probably because the other party sometimes regained consciousness and sometimes went crazy again. Until five days later, control was still firmly in her hands.

And the restriction of the storage belt was finally loosened!

The Wolf Clan City Lord’s Mansion.

Today, the City Lord's Mansion has been completely controlled by the cultivators of the five tribes.

The Wolf City Lord and his immortal servants did not dare to express any opinions at all.

On the contrary, he cooperated very well with the cultivators of the five tribes, and only helped to run errands when given instructions.

Even after the ceasefire, other races sent representatives to show their goodwill to the monks of the five races.

Of course, humans are different.

Perhaps because of their distinct racial characteristics, the humans in this world are particularly close to the humans.

It was at this time.

The teleportation array, which had been silent for a long time, finally responded.

The monks sent by the five tribes to support finally arrived.

But it was not just the cultivators from the five tribes who arrived.

And there are the Shadow Clan.

The six tribes came together.

"I heard that my disciple Wang Jiujiu was imprisoned by you? Or is he actually dead?"

As soon as the powerful Shadow Clan member stepped into the City Lord's Mansion, he directly questioned the cultivators of the five clans.

There are not many strong people left in the City Lord’s Mansion.

Because most of them went to break the ban.

In order to ensure absolute safety, the place where the ban was broken was also in the City Lord's Mansion, but it was isolated.

The one in charge of the reception was a cultivator from the Spirit Butterfly clan. Although his cultivation level was not high, he had a very gentle temper.

But this gentleness completely disappeared after seeing the aggressive Shadow Clan monks.

"What if I'm dead? What if I'm not dead?"

If it were in the past, how could he dare to speak to a strong man from the Shadow Clan, one of the ten major races, in such a tone?

But now he really couldn't help it, because of the Shadow Clan's plan, he killed many geniuses in his clan.

It's really hard to swallow this!

Another Shadow Clan warrior sneered upon hearing this, his arrogance not concealed at all, "If Wang Jiujiu is alive, release him immediately."

"If he dies, find someone to bury him."

After saying this, he began to sense on his own, and after a moment, he locked onto a certain direction.

"Oh, it seems that we don't need to find someone to bury him. Do you want to let him go, or should I go pick him up myself?"

The Lingmu clan cultivators looked embarrassed.

His lips and teeth moved, but he couldn't utter the word "let him go".

Finally, the strong man from the Lingmu tribe who came to support said in a deep voice, "Let him go."

"Wang Jiujiu deliberately killed our disciples, how can we let him go so easily?"

"Let him go!"

"..."

No matter whether it was the strong men from the five tribes who came to support, or the cultivators from the five tribes who were responsible for guarding the City Lord's Mansion, all they could feel at this moment was aggrieved.

If they had known this would be the result, they would have just killed Wang Jiujiu earlier.

But if they really kill him, will the Shadow Clan be at peace?

Definitely not.

Wang Jiujiu was finally released.

Under the angry and unwilling gazes of Yun Yin and others, he walked out swaggeringly.

The first thing he did when he came out was to walk up to the human race strongman, suppress his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Please return my storage ring to me."

The strong human beings who came to support: "???"

"You took his storage ring?"

Yun Yin was the first to shake her head, "No, I think his storage ring is dirty."

Ying Bei sneered and said bluntly: "Who knows where he lost his storage ring? What about Tianming? He can't even take care of his own storage ring. He is so powerful!"

Ji Heng and Yan Liang looked down on each other.

The young man with dimples didn't have a bad temper. He stepped forward and said seriously, "No one has ever taken his storage ring. I can prove it."

What a bullshit testimony you have! Wang Jiujiu's face was distorted with anger, "He is a human disciple, Ning Ruan's senior brother. I heard Ning Ruan call him Fourth Senior Brother with my own mouth!"

It was like a robber who had been poor all his life, and all the valuables on him were taken away.

There was really not a single bit left for him!