The True Thousand Gold Possessions of the Myriad Realms Trading System

These are all good things, we must find a way to get them!

Thinking back to the Golden Core stage experts from Lingtian Sect that she had seen when she glanced around the room earlier, Ruan Mianmian quickly made up her mind.

At that moment, a chilling voice rang out: "This place is already crowded enough. Those who suddenly appear and don't want to die, get out now—"

With a final shout of "Get out!", a murderous intent, swift as lightning, struck towards Ruan Mianmian.

Ruan Mianmian's long sword suddenly appeared in her hand. With a casual wave, she blocked the killing intent. Then, without stopping, she pressed forward and slammed into the person who had spoken and released the killing intent.

She had just broken through to the next level and felt very powerful. She was looking for someone to test her level after the breakthrough when someone came knocking on her door.

Furthermore, if she doesn't fight back when someone has taken advantage of her, she will lose her right to compete for this small pond!

The one who spoke to drive Ruan Mianmian away was Ye Xiao, a top expert in the Golden Core stage from the Qiu Tian Sect. He didn't expect that Ruan Mianmian would dare to fight back even though she came alone. Moreover, when her long sword came down with a rainbow of killing intent, the pressure was extremely overwhelming. It even had the powerful charm of a sword cultivator who was one with his sword. He was immediately taken aback and hurriedly summoned his magic weapon to block the sword energy.

However, the first magical artifact shattered instantly under the impact of the sword energy.

Night Owl was shocked and immediately summoned his second magical artifact.

The second magic weapon only held out for a moment before being shattered. He had to use a third magic weapon to defend himself, and only then did he manage to hold on.

Ruan Mianmian gripped her longsword, pointing it at Night Owl, and said coldly, "With this level of skill, you dare to raise your voice in front of me?"

"You brat, how dare you!" Night Owl was so angry at Ruan Mianmian's pointing and mockery that he trembled all over, his face and neck turning red as if they were about to bleed.

However, he only made these pronouncements and didn't actually take any action.

Just now, Ruan Mianmian swung her sword, which made him dare not confront her head-on—now is the time to seize treasures, and he must not lose his own fighting strength, so even though his face was burning, he ultimately held back and did not make a move.

Ruan Mianmian quietly released her Little Absolute, then glanced around indifferently, raised her chin slightly, and said in an arrogant tone, "I want a share of both the growth and the spirit stone veins, and what I get must be higher than what any of your sects get."

"You think you can do this?" A voice immediately rang out, but no one came out; it was clearly a master speaking from the shadows.

Immediately, someone chuckled and acted as a peacemaker: "Given the fairy's fighting prowess, she should indeed receive a share. However, the amount she receives is still open to discussion."

"We've been fighting here for days to drive away a few powerful demons. You didn't contribute anything in the early stages, yet you still want a big share. You're really thinking too highly of yourself!" a voice mocked sarcastically.

Ruan Mianmian's pretty face darkened: "Don't talk to me about early or late game. In my opinion, heroes are judged by their fighting strength. Anyone who disagrees with me taking the lion's share, come out and fight me!"

As I said this, I felt a slight excitement and a strong longing in my heart.

As expected of the Dao-Harmony Flower, it not only allowed her cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, but also her understanding of the Dao to reach a high level. Now she feels that she is terrifyingly strong, so naturally she wants to find a master to fight her to the death.

All those present were experts in the late stage of the Golden Core realm. Apart from Ruan Mianmian, none of them came alone. Each of them was accompanied by several or even more than a dozen fellow disciples. Naturally, they did not want Ruan Mianmian, who had no teammates, to be smug.

Immediately, some forces intervened.

Holding a long sword, Ruan Mianmian leaped into the air and charged towards the seven or eight magical artifacts that exuded terrifying pressure. Her sword light was as dazzling as the blazing sun, incomparably brilliant.

Boom boom boom——

The sword energy and the pressure emanating from the magical weapon collided, seemingly about to shatter the void itself.

Then, Ruan Mianmian's longsword clashed with the magic weapon, emitting a whistling sound that made the ears of the surrounding late-stage Golden Core experts of the same level ache slightly.

Many monks were horrified.

A female cultivator, with only a sword, was able to block the shots of so many experts and create such a terrifying scene!

However, since it was an attack by eight people together, Ruan Mianmian's sword strike failed to repel those magical weapons and killing intent.

She gripped the sword hilt tightly and charged forward again, like a god of death, unleashing the sword techniques she had comprehended during her seclusion a few days prior.

Many stones and trees at the scene were reduced to dust, but the surrounding mountains shimmered and remained firmly in place.

Clearly, this place, a battlefield for late-stage Golden Core experts, only had one or two mountains razed away because an exceptionally terrifying entity had added an array around it. Nothing within the array could be broken, so things outside the array were destroyed by the late-stage Golden Core experts.

None of the surrounding forces showed themselves, but they were secretly watching the battlefield.

The more they watched, the more frightened they became.

Although the female swordsman was not able to overpower the opposing group, she was still coveted by many, because she was fighting eight against one!

Moreover, it seems they still have energy to spare.

Many people from various sects narrowed their eyes as they watched the two sides fighting.

This female sword cultivator who suddenly appeared is indeed powerful. However, no matter how powerful she is, she is only one person. Each sect only needs to send a few people to fight her in a relay battle, and they can wear her down!

However, how can we get the various sects to send a group to beat up that female sword cultivator?

Before these cultivators could come up with a decent solution, Ruan Mianmian's "attack" on them came first!

It turned out that Ruan Mianmian was fighting eight opponents at once. In the early stages, things were fine, but after that, her spiritual power was depleted, and she found it increasingly difficult to fight. It seemed that every strike required her to exert all her strength, and she no longer had the mind to pay attention to anything else. As a result, her control over her moves was not as precise as it had been at the beginning.

As a result, many attacks could not be held and instead rushed out in all directions.

Many sects that had formed a circle around the small pond, those closest to Ruan Mianmian's fighting circle, were basically all affected.

Although their cultivation level was high enough that they wouldn't be seriously injured, they were still in a very bad state, which caused dissatisfaction among many sects.

Just then, a man rushed out from the Lingtian Sect, holding an ancient zither, and angrily stepped forward: "You sword cultivator, how dare you hurt my junior sister! Prepare to die!"

After saying that, he set up the guqin, sat down, and began to play with swift, graceful movements.

Logically speaking, someone as elegant as him should have exceptionally light and skillful finger movements.

However, this person's finger movements were unusually heavy, as if each stroke required the utmost effort.

Under such strange fingering, the guqin produced a heavy and sorrowful sound, as if it were weeping for someone.

The attacks of the eight cultivators who were locked in a fierce battle with Ruan Mianmian suddenly froze for a moment, and then Ruan Mianmian was also taken aback.

Upon seeing this, the expressions of the surrounding sects who were watching the battle all turned solemn.

The man from Lingtian Sect's sonic attack could affect one's divine sense to such an extent; he was truly not someone to be trifled with.

It seems we'll have to take extra care of this person in the upcoming battle.

Enraged by the sound waves, Ruan Mianmian swung her sword at a sect next to Lingtian Sect.

The sect was furious: "You wretch, how dare you!" Several of them, unable to bear the anger, simultaneously unleashed their magic weapons, blasting them at Ruan Mianmian, who was locked in combat with eight people.

Ruan Mianmian was dodging the eight people's magical weapons when she sensed this attack. She quickly and awkwardly avoided it, then slashed her sword behind her: "You dare to touch me?"