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

Chapter 1309 A Short Essay on Last Words

Man Shan's rugged face remained expressionless, his voice deep and resonant: "This was given to me by Chi Ling."

Ning Ruan paused in her movements.

Manshan continued:

“Chiling said that she took the initiative to propose that sparring match, and she was also responsible for the destruction of the mountains outside Shadow City, so you can’t be the only one to compensate for it.”

Ning Ruan understood. "Why didn't she give it to me herself?"

Man Shan's Adam's apple bobbed, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

After a moment, he raised his head, a hint of mockery on his face:

“He should have come to see you a few days ago, right? I’m talking about… the city lord of Jiaocheng.”

Before Ning Ruan could answer, he continued, "They will definitely come to you, and they will come to you first, but you must not have agreed."

"Because they also approached me, but I didn't agree."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, his voice rough and hoarse, "Who would agree to be bait and help them catch people?"

"Only Azure Empyrea agreed."

"That guy is incredibly stupid. Doesn't he realize that if she dies, what use are those resources? Would she even need them?"

"Who will remember her a thousand years from now?"

"It might not even take a thousand years. He's just a fool with talent but no brains."

Ning Ruan listened to Man Shan's sarcastic remarks, one after another.

The hand holding the storage bag paused again.

I already had a guess in my mind.

Sure enough, the next moment, Man Shan's voice continued to ring out.

"This storage bag was given to me by Chi Ling before she left."

"She said that if she could come back, she would personally give you the things."

"What if she can't come back..."

Man Shan took a deep breath, his tone complicated: "If she can't come back, then I'll give it to you in her place."

"So, she's not coming back?" Ning Ruan asked.

His tone was very calm.

“Yes.” Man Shan tugged at the corner of his lips. “She’s not coming back. Not only did she die, but her body was also taken away.”

"Perhaps we'll have another chance to meet in the future."

"But back then..."

Man Shan suddenly laughed out loud, "When we meet again then, she should already be a corpse puppet. We might have to take action."

Ning remained silent.

But he couldn't help but recall that three days ago, Long Jun had also stood here, confidently guaranteeing that they had made thorough preparations and that the bait was absolutely safe.

She also remembered that proud genius in battle, whose eyes were filled with arrogance and whose body was surrounded by flames that seemed capable of burning everything.

So that was the last time they would see each other.

I should have treated her to a meal.

After all, she didn't dislike that person.

"How did you die?" Ning Ruan asked again.

Man Shan looked at Ning Ruan in surprise, stared at her for a long time, and then clicked his tongue, "Before I came, I really didn't expect you to ask that."

"I don't know the specifics of the situation at the time."

"All I know is..." He paused for a moment before saying sarcastically, "Actually, Chi Ling had a chance to live."

"But she was abandoned."

"If we save her, we won't be able to capture the Dark Phoenix Clan alive."

"Therefore, between the Blazing Feather Clan and the Dark Phoenix Clan, they chose the latter without hesitation."

“Actually, this is not surprising.” Ming Shan smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. “After all, Chi Ling is the bait.”

He said, "Isn't the purpose of bait to lure out the target and create an opportunity? Now that the target has been identified and the opportunity has arisen, how can we give up this excellent opportunity just because of the safety of a mere bait?"

Ning Ruan: "..."

Actually, I would give up.

If the bait is Shui Ling'er, whom she once knew... then they will definitely give up.

No.

None of them could be Shui Ling'er.

They would never risk the talents of the ten races.

Ning Ruan's fingers unconsciously caressed the small storage bag.

The bag was made of an unknown material, but it felt warm to the touch and still retained a faint, lingering heat reminiscent of flames.

It's from Chiling.

“So,” Ning Ruan looked up at Man Shan, “they captured him alive?”

"Heh." Man Shan's smile vanished, his lips turning icy cold.

"Of course, after all, this was achieved at the cost of Chi Ling's life. The eight city lords came in person, bringing their clan's experts, and laid a trap. They paid such a price. If they still can't catch him, wouldn't they become a laughing stock?"

"But it's actually quite ridiculous now. It's said that they had an accomplice in the Eternal Realm. In the end, two of them escaped, and only one was captured."

……

Manshan is gone.

Ning Ruan returned to Yunqi Terrace.

He looked down at the storage bag in his hand.

He casually swept his divine sense across the area and then sent it inside.

There are no restrictions.

It is clear that Chiling trusts Manshan.

There were no spirit stones in the storage bag.

Only rare and precious materials.

And a single, inconspicuous piece of paper mixed in with a whole bunch of rare and precious materials.

There was a lot of writing on the paper, and the handwriting was terrible.

'Ning Ruan, if you're seeing this letter, then I'm most likely dead.'

"There are no spirit stones in your storage bag, and I know you don't lack them, so I'm giving you rare and precious materials."

"That should be enough, right? If it's not enough for compensation, then there's nothing I can do. I'm dead anyway, you can't exactly come after me and ask for more."

Are you curious why I left you a message? After all, we're not that close.

"There's nothing I can do. In this Eternal Domain, you're the most talented. I did consider Man Shan, but while his talent is decent, he lacks intelligence and has a bad personality, often offending people. There's a risk that his efforts might be cut short."

'As I write this, I suddenly feel like I'm talking about you too. You're pretty much the same, but maybe it's just a gut feeling that the probability of you failing halfway through is lower than his.'

'Okay, I admit it, I really had no one else to choose but you.'

'Anyway, your name, Ning Ruan, is now well-known among all races. I don't need you to do anything. I've said so much just to reinforce your impression of me. If a future powerhouse can remember me, then even if I die, it won't be a loss.'

The next paragraph consists of two lines of text that have been smeared in black.

It went beyond mere physical smear campaigns.

They even resorted to spiritual arts.

Ning Ruan couldn't see what was below either.

You can only see the last sentence.

"...I was just kidding. Actually, I still feel a bit cheated. How can having someone destined for fame remember me compare to the joy of becoming famous myself?"

Ning Ruan: "..."

Although I've only met Chiling once or twice.

But you can also tell that he's not a talkative person.

I never imagined that even a will could be written into a short essay.

He casually hung the storage bag on his waist.

He then put the page into his storage belt.

Ning Ruan waved his hand.

Little Red, who had been floating beside him, flew over on its own initiative.

Ning Ruan leaped onto it.

Turning to Lei Zhen, he asked, "Senior Lei, aren't you curious whether you have a soul-controlling talisman inside you?"

"Come with me, and you'll find out soon enough."

Lei Zhen: "?"