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

Equipment refiners from all races gathered around the iron pot.

Since they agreed to come, they have never underestimated this pot that even the strong men of the Shadow Clan can't do anything about.

But when I saw it with my own eyes, I realized that although I said it was not underestimated, it was actually underestimated.

"Strange! It's really strange!"

"It's really weird!"

“This pot is so weird!”

A group of weapon refiners frowned and racked their brains to study for a while, and they came up with these few sentences.

The Silver Wing Clan monk didn't have the patience to listen to their confusing talk, and asked gloomily, "Can this pot be solved?"

This tone is much more aggressive than that of the restaurant owner.

But at this time, no weapon refiner bothered with him.

Although they came for profit, after actually seeing the pot, the feeling of excitement is something that every weapon refiner cannot resist.

The speaker was a weapon refiner who used the Illusion Body Pearl to transform into a member of the Spirit Wood Clan. Among the cultivators present, his weapon refining attainments far surpassed those of other weapon refiners.

Even the Phoenix Clan could not find anyone who could match him.

He shook his head slowly, beads of sweat on his forehead, and said solemnly: "The material of this pot is very special, and the refining method is unheard of. I'm afraid it will be difficult to figure it out in a short time."

The restaurant owner asked first, "It means it can be cracked, but it will take time? How long will it take?"

The Spirit Wood Clan's weapon refiner wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking embarrassed, but still said truthfully: "I don't know. What I mean is, I don't know if it can be broken."

"If we can give it a few years, maybe we can come up with a solution, but it's also possible that we still won't find the right solution."

A few years? Maybe? Possibly?

This was not the kind of words the restaurant owner wanted to hear. "So you guys can't do anything about it?"

The Spirit Wood Clan's weapon refiner looked depressed, "At least that's true now."

"Let alone breaking it, we can't even tell what it's made of."

The shopkeeper's first reaction was disbelief.

But all the weapon refiners present gave the same answer, and he had no choice but to believe it.

But the question is, where did a young man from the human race get such a powerful defensive spiritual weapon?

Even the strong men of the human race cannot produce such a thing!

It’s okay not to think about some things.

As soon as he thought about it, an extremely absurd conclusion popped up in the shopkeeper's mind.

The human race...it's not that they can't come up with such good things.

After all, this was one of the top ten races back then.

Even ranked in the top three.

Occasionally, you can sit in the first seat.

Even though they are down and out now, who knows if those old immortals of the human race have hidden any good things?

If there is... then it makes sense to entrust it to one's direct descendant to save his life.

Especially, he is a junior who can be on the list of geniuses.

Yes, no matter whether the Silver Wing Clan believed it or not, he believed it anyway.

The human woman's cultivation level was low, and it was possible that she could escape right under his nose again and again with such a low cultivation level.

Don’t young people like this have the qualifications to be on the list of geniuses?

This thought popped into my mind.

The shopkeeper did not dare to hesitate, and immediately set up a ban to block everything, and began to take out the sound transmission talisman to transmit the sound:

"The situation may have changed. I suspect that the human cultivator named Ning Ruan is the descendant of a powerful human, and a highly valued direct descendant!"

The message was transmitted.

The shopkeeper stood aside with a gloomy face, and only ordered the other monks to continue breaking the iron pot's defense. He stood aside, neither moving nor leaving.

Ning Ruan actually didn't know much about anything outside the iron pot.

One of her magical powers is invisibility, which allows her to project her spiritual awareness at will without being discovered by others.

But she seemed to have grasped this upper limit.

If you send out your spiritual sense frequently, the Shadow Clan and the Silver Wing Clan, the two strongest at present, will soon notice that something is wrong.

So she could only throw it out occasionally.

And then taken back without a trace.

Anyway, she wouldn't give the other party a chance to capture her consciousness.

"I think the guy from the Shadow Clan is calling for people." Ning Ruan said with certainty.

Lei Yuanbai had heard the term "摇人" from her more than once, so he certainly understood what it meant. "How did you know?"

Ning Ruan said: "Because this is the expression I make when I shake someone's hand."

Lei Yuanbai: “…”

He was speechless.

He could only look at Qi Feibai, "That General Yang hasn't replied to you yet?"

Qi Feibai sighed, "No, maybe... he is on his way?"

To be honest, he was not sure whether the other party could really lead a large army to rescue him.

Mainly, he is not that important.

And he is from the Seibu Empire.

If there weren't disciples from Dongqin Qingyun Academy there, he wouldn't have the nerve to ask for help.

Ning Ruan took out a pile of melon seeds from her storage belt.

Distribute generously to everyone.

"Eat something, we'll probably have to wait for quite some time."

Everyone: "..."

So, is it time to eat melon seeds now?

No matter whether others are doing it or not, Ning Ruan has already started doing it.

He ate some melon seeds for a while, took a sip of milk tea, and from time to time he sent his spiritual consciousness out to watch the show.

This leisurely attitude is quite contagious.

Xu Mulan and a few others followed suit and started to kowtow.

Qi Feibai was the last one to eat the melon seeds.

As soon as the melon seeds entered his mouth, the expression on his face suddenly changed, "Fellow Daoist Ning... these are not ordinary melon seeds?"

“Pfft.” Li Xingyue chuckled. “I knew you would be scared. We were actually shocked the first time we ate Junior Sister Ning’s snacks.”

"Don't worry about eating. Junior Sister Ning didn't deliberately treat you with precious things. Although these melon seeds are indeed extraordinary..."

Melon seeds, candied fruits, spiritual fruits, it seems that nothing Junior Sister Fan Ning took out was ordinary.

"..." Qi Feibai looked at the handful of melon seeds in his palm. They looked extremely full and gave off a faintly tempting aroma. Although he was still cracking them, his speed had obviously slowed down.

It doesn't feel like eating melon seeds.

Ning Ruan felt more like tasting melon seeds.

Just as he was complaining in his heart, there was a sudden loud noise coming from outside the iron pot.

Even if you don't cast out your spiritual consciousness.

The voices of monks of various races outside could also be heard, becoming increasingly anxious and panicked.

"what happened?"

"It's a large army, a human army. They are blocking the entrance and exit and are attacking!"

"Is it that Yang who brought the army here?"

"Just the human race, come if you want, do we still fear the human race?"

"What a joke! Does the human race still want to razed the Eternal Domain? Is Yang crazy? Where does he get the courage to do that?"

"No, it's not the human Beiyue army, it's... it's the human Dongqin army!"

"..."

The messy noise outside instantly attracted the attention of everyone under the iron pot.

Especially Xu Mulan and others, their eyes suddenly lit up when they heard Dong Qin.

Ning Ruan directly sent out his spiritual sense to continue spying on the situation outside——