I saved the entire sect by playing idly by letting things fall apart.

On the other side, the close associates who had fled separately almost scattered like birds and beasts.

Zhou Xingyun and Xue Yu ran together, and all the sword cultivators' natal swords were in the mustard seed bag, which was the most frustrating thing.

Outsiders began pointing and whispering among themselves as they surrounded the other sects.

"Ye Qiao has a mustard seed bag."

"She should have given it to Duan Hengdao first, and then to those close disciples. At least with the Mustard Seed Bag, they would have a chance to fight back."

At least it won't be a one-sided situation like this.

"But what if the 'One-Section Horizontal Blade Plan' fails? What if the Mustard Seed Bag is returned to the Demon Clan? It's best for her to keep it; at least it can guarantee that the Mustard Seed Bag won't fall into the hands of the Demon Clan."

The disciples were all fleeing for their lives, and none of them knew that Ye Qiao had a mustard seed bag. Besides, so much time had passed, Ye Qiao should have already left.

"At least one of our sect members managed to escape." Mingxuan panted as he scattered the few talismans he had on him.

At least they weren't wiped out.

"I don't know if my dad will buy me the most expensive burial plot when I die."

Xue Yu glanced at him. "Don't think about it anymore. You're dead now. Rest in peace."

"You're so mean." Mu Chongxi clicked her tongue. "Why did you have to shatter the young man's last wish?"

After a brief discussion, the sword cultivators decided to stop the two Nascent Soul cultivators and let the other disciples escape.

"The talisman cultivators stay behind," Ye Qinghan said. "Use whatever talismans you have, quickly set up the formation, and let the alchemists and weapon cultivators leave first."

Everything that alchemists and artifact cultivators could use was in their mustard seed bags; keeping it would be useless.

Fu Xiu can also leave behind formations.

Yun Que instinctively wanted to run away, but Ming Xuan ruthlessly pulled her back. The boy's clear voice rose slightly, his peach blossom eyes staring straight at her, "Why are you running? Aren't you a talisman cultivator?"

"Who wants to die with you all!" Yun Que completely lost control of her emotions. "Why should I stay?"

"If you didn't have this kind of selfless dedication before becoming a disciple, what kind of disciple are you?" Chu Xingzhi sneered. "This is the world of cultivation."

Yun Que bit her lip, holding back her tears. "What about Ye Qiao? She ran away, so why can't I run away? She used to run faster than anyone else, so why only criticize me?" She felt so wronged. People are selfish, so why should she be expected to be selfless?

Chu Xingzhi choked slightly for a moment.

"Why didn't she run if she could?" Shen Ziwei was taken aback. "Besides, who told you that Ye Qiao ran away?"

This is a huge misunderstanding.

*

Unable to find a way to fly up, the two could only continue walking inside, trying to see if there was a way out.

Ye Qiao: "So many skeletons, it seems quite a few people have died."

"They're probably all rogue cultivators." Song Hansheng said this with disdain for rogue cultivators in his words.

Ye Qiao was speechless: "At a time like this, please toned down your class discrimination, thank you."

Song Hansheng snorted coldly.

Ye Qiao reached out and pulled the KFC chicken that had jumped down with her back.

The duo exchanged a glance and then focused their attention on the phoenix, the only one that could fly up without any obstruction.

"Hey hey hey, KFC!" Ye Qiao looked at it with sparkling eyes. "Can you grow bigger and carry us both up there?"

It looked down at Ye Qiao with a "Are you crazy?" gaze.

Even a fool would know that this is impossible.

KFC is small, and two people would probably crush it. Others might not think of riding a monster to fly, since mounts and monsters are different. As it turns out, practice makes perfect. Although Ye Qiao was often carried up and down by the red bird, she also showed everyone her amazing skills.

You really can ride mythical beasts and fly.

Ye Qiao stroked her chin, starting to think of other ways to get out. "Since there are spider-like monsters here, I guess there must be other monsters as well."

Song Hansheng remained expressionless and coldly said, "Just tell me what you want to do?" After hurting each other for so long, Ye Qiao never said anything good.

"How about this, let's divide the work." Ye Qiao smiled slightly, her hands behind her back: "You set up the formation to protect me, and I'll use the Bamboo Shoot Snatching Technique to lure those demonic beasts over. We'll pick one that can carry us up, and then we'll take care of the rest on the spot."

"How is it?"

Song Han chuckled, "Are you choosing concubines for your harem here?"

They also picked a monster.

But it must be said that this method is feasible.

*

"Wait, what are those disciples of the Changming Sect up to?"

"The numbers on the jade slip from the Changming Sect have changed."

Who did this?

They were all arrested on the first day, and all their close associates have been busy on the run ever since. The numbers haven't moved for a long time, but just when everyone was worried about the situation of these kids, the numbers suddenly moved in a strange way.

The number of Changming Sect members skyrocketed to the top spot.

The top-ranked Wenjian Sect originally had around one hundred demonic beasts, while the Changming Sect was previously ranked fourth or sixtieth. By rounding it up to a whole number, it's obvious who did it.

Changming Sect is currently firmly in first place, and there is a growing trend towards it.

are you crazy?

Which disciple is so reckless, running away while still having the time to deal with monsters?

At the bottom of the cliff, the moment the bamboo shoot was taken out, a horde of monsters swarmed up in no time.

As expected, their cultivation levels were all low, and they all had strange appearances. Ye Qiao frowned. "Did they just grow up randomly because no one can see them in a place like this?"

Song Hansheng didn't get this kind of lame joke. He said in a cold tone, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and choose."

"This?" Ye Qiao clicked her tongue and pointed to the blue bird not far away.

"Too fat."

Ye Qiao: "The black one?"

"Too ugly."

Ye Qiao: "You're so troublesome."

The other monsters: "..." Although they couldn't understand, they became unusually angry and agitated.

While the two engaged in a pointless conversation, Ye Qiao activated her sword technique. Although there was a gap in cultivation level between her and the Golden Core stage demonic beasts, with Song Hansheng setting up an array to assist her, they managed to temporarily control the situation.

In the end, Ye Qiao chose a red bird, then casually tossed the bamboo shoot into her domain, pointed at the Golden Core stage demon beast, and said, "It's grown so big, isn't it just for us to ride? Song Hansheng, this is it. Quickly take care of the other demon beasts so we can ride it out."

Song Hansheng's lips twitched. As expected of you.

"Go ahead." He took a deep breath. "I'll draw some defensive talismans; the formation won't hold for that long."

With few talismans left and no need to flee, Song Hansheng simply drew his qi on the spot, connecting his divine sense with the wolf-hair brush to begin drawing talismans.

The talismans were very useful at the bottom of the cliff, and the two of them had used quite a few, so they were indeed running out now.

Seeing this, Ye Qiao nodded and did not disturb him, choosing instead to deal with the monsters that had been lured in.

Anyway, she has plenty of resources; if she can't win, she can still fight with pills, talismans, and magical artifacts.

Ye Qiaotou experienced the joy of being a resource dog for the first time.

Song Hansheng drew the talisman quickly, and after several hours, his face had become much paler.

Seeing his miserable and pitiful appearance, knowing it was the result of his spiritual energy being overdrawn, Ye Qiao used the Bamboo Shoot Sweeping Technique to disperse the approaching demonic beasts and kindly asked, "Can you continue like this?"

She usually exhausts her spiritual energy when drawing talismans, then wakes up to draw more, and feels dizzy after finishing, repeating this process over and over again.

Song Hansheng: "Yes." After he finished speaking, blood started flowing from under his nose again.

He wiped away the bloodstains expressionlessly.

My head may be severed, my blood may flow, but my dignity must not be lost.

He was the most outstanding talisman cultivator of the Moon Purity Sect.

"Forget it." Ye Qiao looked at him, who looked like he had lost too much blood and was about to faint, and remained silent for a moment. "I'll draw it."

She activated the Gentle Breeze Technique with the Bamboo Shoot Snatching Sword in her hand, and with another Gentle Breeze Opening, the surrounding area instantly cleared out. "You set up the formation to block these demonic beasts, I'll draw the talismans."

Fighting monsters was easy; the difficulty lay in drawing talismans. Talisman cultivators needed a quiet place and complete concentration to succeed. Song Hansheng's skill was unquestionable; he didn't fail a single time in this environment.

Ye Qiao sighed, "There's a reason why the chief is the chief."

"You can draw talismans?" Song Hansheng glanced at her. No one had ever seen Ye Qiao's talisman-drawing skills; her level remained a mystery to this day.

These life-saving talismans can break easily if not handled carefully, and the success rate is extremely low. When Song Hansheng first came into contact with such talismans, it took him a very long time to figure them out.

The advantage of having two talisman cultivators is that if one's spiritual energy is overdrawn, the other can take over.

Ye Qiao: "Yes." After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but doubt her life for a moment.

Do I look like the kind of idle talisman cultivator who only knows how to set up formations but not how to draw talismans?

Song Hansheng's mind was also reaching its limit, so he tossed his wolf-hair brush to her and urged, "Please hurry up."

Everyone has different talents in drawing talismans. If you go too fast, you can easily ruin it if you are not careful. Therefore, talisman cultivators with less talent need to draw each stroke carefully.

He didn't expect Ye Qiao to be quick with her talent, but at least not like Yun Que.

Previously, Yun Que's speed of drawing a stroke and then pausing almost gave Song Hansheng a stroke.

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Two chapters, 6,500 words. Don't say I'm slacking off, I'm really busy.