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

Chapter 1231 Killing the Flame Spider Clan Cultivator with a Fist

The Flame Spider Clan cultivator looked up in horror.

Suddenly, the girl in the green dress appeared silently less than a foot away from him!

too close.

He was so close that he could even see his own face, distorted with horror, reflected in the other person's eyes.

When did she arrive?!

How did you get here?!

Extreme fear gripped his heart, almost suffocating him.

He wanted to retreat, wanted to swing all his spider legs to attack, wanted to open his mouth and breathe venomous fire...

But, it's too late.

"You're done, now it's my turn!"

As the voice rang out, Ning Ruan simply raised her left hand calmly, her five fingers slightly curled up.

Then, he punched the face of the Flame Spider Clan cultivator, which was covered with spiderweb patterns and filled with terror.

The movements were simple, direct, and even somewhat nonchalant.

It was just a regular straight punch.

however--

This single punch sent the Flame Spider Clan cultivator flying backward.

Under his horrified gaze, Ning Ruan's figure disappeared once again.

Before he could even steady his body as he was sent flying backward, he saw that smiling, overly obedient face again.

Ning Ruan's figure appeared like a ghost in front of his backward flight trajectory.

It was still that fair and delicate left hand.

It was still a simple and direct punch.

A punch slammed into his mouth, which was agape in pain and horror!

"Bang-click!"

The dull impact was accompanied by the crisp sound of bones shattering.

The Flame Spider Clan cultivator's sharp teeth, along with his jawbone, shattered instantly under that punch, and blood and bone fragments gushed from his mouth and nose.

He couldn't even scream as his body was thrown backward and upward at an even faster speed, his head tilting back uncontrollably, almost bending against his back.

This isn't a battle of magic at all!

It was a one-sided beating!

However, the nightmare is not over yet.

Before the Flame Spider Clan cultivator's body had reached its highest point, Ning Ruan's figure flashed for the third time, appearing above and to his side.

He landed several punches on the opponent's body.

The Flame Spider Clan cultivator suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

But in that brief moment, a pillar of fire suddenly shot out from his mouth, which had just finished spitting out blood.

The flames were black.

It had a distinctly foul odor.

It rushed straight towards Ning Ruan's face.

His pale face wore a sinister smile.

At such close range, he couldn't believe the other party could possibly dodge... dodge... dodge away?

The thought of being determined to win had just begun when it abruptly stopped.

The Flame Spider Clan cultivator's eyes widened; Ning Ruan was nowhere to be seen.

They've disappeared again!

Are you looking for me again?

A clear, devilish voice came from behind.

Without a second thought, the Flame Spider Clan cultivator turned around and several lines of fire shot out from his legs.

Ning Ruan didn't hide.

She took out the iron pot and used it to shield herself.

The fire line fell onto the iron pot, but there was no reaction whatsoever.

At that moment, Ning Ruan threw the iron pot in her hand away.

"boom!!!"

This time the sound was particularly dull.

The already battered body of the Flame Spider Clan cultivator was once again sent flying like a meteor.

Ning Ruan leaned in and pressed forward.

Above the opponent's torso as it fell helplessly.

She bent her knee mid-air and delivered a clean and decisive knee strike, slamming it into the center of his already collapsed chest.

Finally, he threw a left punch, the wind from which was blazing hot, and it was covered with a layer of flames.

Several more punches landed.

The aura of the Flame Spider Clan cultivator gradually weakened until it disappeared completely.

She slowly lowered her fist.

They retrieved the iron pot that was still floating not far away.

He called out to Li Yuan, who was completely stunned not far away, "Want to loot the corpse?"

Before Li Yuan could fully recover from her benefactor's simple, brutal, and ridiculously fierce fighting style, she heard this sentence.

"Wh...what?" he asked instinctively, his mind still a little foggy.

"Loot the corpse." Ning Ruan patiently repeated, gesturing with her chin to the slowly sinking corpse of the Flame Spider Clan cultivator. "The spoils, don't you want them?"

"..."

Li Yuan quickly shook her head, "He was killed by his benefactor, so his things should naturally belong to his benefactor."

Ning Ruan raised her hand.

A fireball suddenly appeared in his hand.

She said, "If you don't want it, I'll destroy it. The things of a thirteenth-realm cultivator are useless to me and they even take up space. However... perhaps he has something from your Hundred Flowers Clan on him. Are you sure you don't want it?"

Something from the Hundred Flowers Clan?

Li Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening.

Isn't it something from their Hundred Flowers Clan?

The two races had only recently broken out into war, and the cultivation supplies plundered from the Hundred Flowers Clan, and even... the relics of their own people, might not have been used up yet.

"Yes!" Li Yuan quickly changed her mind, her voice filled with suppressed hatred. "If I'm really useless to my benefactor, I... I want it."

At worst, he could exchange it for the essence of a hundred flowers.

Although there are very few left now, as long as we are not dead, we can always have more in the future.

To make him feel at ease accepting the things from the Flame Spider Clan, his benefactor even came up with an excuse about taking up space.

Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator wouldn't ignore the possessions of a thirteenth-realm cultivator.

You're bound to come across one or two useful things.

Moreover, there are spirit stones inside. How can you say whether you need them or not?

So his benefactor was simply looking out for him.

My benefactor... is such a good person.

Moved, Li Yuan stepped forward to touch the corpse.

After touching the corpse, he thanked Ning Ruan again, deeply moved.

"..."

Ning Ruan had no idea what he was moved by, and casually threw the fireball in her palm at the corpse of the Flame Spider Clan cultivator.

"So you already know about the Hundred Flowers Clan?"

When Li Yuan left the Eternal Domain, his eyes and brows were still clear and bright. Even after three years of imprisonment, it did not affect his personality too much.

He was probably thinking about seeing his sister, whom he had mentioned countless times, so the closer he got to the Hundred Flowers Clan, the happier he became.

Happy from the bottom of my heart.

The eyes were almost slits.

But that's not the case now.

Li Yuan's brows are now shrouded in an unyielding sorrow and grief.

Those once clear eyes now held only unfathomable sorrow and hatred.

Even his physique seemed a little more hunched than before, exuding a sense of exhaustion as if he had been crushed by a huge blow.

“I know…” Li Yuan’s voice was dry and hoarse, with a lifeless calm. “I met my people, and they have already told me everything.”

He didn't go into details, but the despair and pain hidden beneath that calm was almost palpable.