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

Everyone looked up towards the sound. Ye Qiao, riding on a fiery red bird, held a spirit bow, a slight smile playing on her lips as she winked at them. Song Hansheng sat beside her, saying, "Hey hey, your number one is here to save you!"

"It's not Miaomiao."

"It's Ye Qiao!"

The last sentence shattered the final silence, and the cultivators outside the arena screamed with excitement.

"Ahhh, looking northwest towards the heavenly wolf, awesome, Ye Qiao!"

"She's not dead? Holy crap."

"Not only did she survive, she also brought all the sword cultivators' wives and the alchemists' and weapon cultivators' belongings with her. Ye Qiao is truly amazing!!"

"You guys are so cool! Your number one has come to your rescue!"

The elders also stood up, and whether they were stirred up by the emotions outside the arena or something else, they were also inexplicably agitated: "And that kid Song Hansheng."

The two sat together. Song Hansheng quickly threw down the talisman, and the fire-controlling talisman burned away the personal disciple who was bound by vines. Ye Qiao followed up with two more arrows, which forcefully tripped up the demon saintess who was chasing people.

Her face turned cold as she looked at the two people. "You're not dead?" Logically speaking, at such a high cliff, without the ability to adjust one's posture to control the sword, the chances of survival are very small.

"Look! It's Ye Qiao!!" Miao Miao had almost been caught again because she was running too slowly. Noticing the spirit arrow and the rapid contraction of the vines, the girl's pupils trembled slightly as she looked up and caught sight of the other person.

Upon hearing that voice, Chu Xingzhi was about to turn around and curse which idiot was so arrogant when he saw his Xuan Sword being mercilessly thrown down from mid-air.

The boy subconsciously reached out and grasped it, his wrist slightly moving as he used the Sword Inquiry Sect's sword technique. The long sword was drawn, and frost covered the ground.

With a single downward slash, he forced back the demons who were trying to approach.

Sword cultivators need swords even more when fighting; without a sword, nothing is convenient. What Ye Qiao threw down wasn't just a sword, it was a savior!

"Holy crap. It's you? Ye Qiao!" Chu Xingzhi gripped his sword, looked up, and saw an old acquaintance, stunned: "So you really didn't run away?"

Previously, the direct disciples of the Yueqing Sect had been brainwashing them relentlessly, mocking Ye Qiao for leaving, and he basically believed them, so she hadn't left after all.

The same question arose in everyone's mind: What was she doing before?

They were travel-worn and had come with Song Hansheng.

Mingxuan wiped the bloodstains from his ear, which were left from the excessive exertion of setting up the formation. His heart was broken. "Why did you come back?" He had been relieved that one of their sect members had escaped.

"Of course I came back to save you."

When Qin Huai saw Ye Qiao, he almost fainted.

She actually didn't run away?

But what use is Ye Qiao, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, coming back?

Qin Huai used the tree branch in his hand as a sword to barely block the attack. Even so, he was seriously injured. The man was breathing heavily and his voice was hoarse: "You and Song Hansheng came back to die together?"

"Why send someone to their death? What bad luck!" Ye Qiao didn't even look up as she rode the large bird past him quickly. "Open the door! The Changming Sect is sending their wives."

Ye Qiao tossed Zhou Xingyun's Duan Chen, Mu Chongxi's Chao Xi, and all the sword cultivators' wives over, and then shouted to the sword cultivators below, "I've brought your wives to you."

"???" What wife?

Mu Chongxi was stunned for a moment, then saw Ye Qiao carrying a large pile of swords, and he recognized his own Chaoxi at a glance.

Zhou Xingyun's Duan Chen is also among them.

Ye Qiao tossed the swords down one by one. The swords and their masters were bound together, and the swords quickly returned to their respective masters after being thrown down. The situation changed at this moment. The sword cultivators, who had been listless, were instantly revived after grasping their swords, and their attacks became fierce and ruthless.

Even the Demon Saintess was forced to lose her composure slightly, gritting her teeth: "Ye Qiao."

"I really underestimated you."

He managed to survive falling off a cliff.

Ye Qiao smiled slightly: "You've just underestimated me."

"Take care of those two first!!" The demon saintess's face darkened, and with a command, her partner behind her moved as well. The demon youth shifted his feet slightly and appeared behind the two of them.

With a powerful slash, the defensive talisman Ye Qiao had drawn at the bottom of the cliff shattered instantly.

He raised his hand, intending to deliver a second blow, but the next second, Song Hansheng's talisman landed on his face at the same time.

The boy's expression was indifferent as he silently uttered a single word: "Break."

The seemingly ordinary talisman burst into flames the moment it was placed, cracking and spreading throughout the body. The demon youth felt his palms burning, and the next second he let out a scream.

The demon's eyes flashed with malice, and in his rage, he swung his palm fiercely at Song Hansheng: "Die!"

The attack from the Nascent Soul stage was wrapped in thick demonic energy and was about to land on his chest. Song Hansheng's breathing hitched slightly, and he was prepared to take the blow head-on.

However, at that moment, the talisman in my arms, which had been motionless, suddenly became slightly warm. The defensive talisman quietly lit up, forming a seal that neutralized the talisman and turned it to ashes.

Song Hansheng's voice was slightly hoarse. Logically speaking, in a close-range attack, there wouldn't be enough time for a defensive talisman to set up protection.

However, after Ye Qiao combined the two, both the defensive thickness and speed were greatly improved, and the time for close-range attacks was just right.

……

No one stopped him, and Ye Qiao rode the bird and flew around in the sky, which gave Song Hansheng a great opportunity to perform.

He had been relentlessly targeted before, either being attacked in close combat or ambushed. Today, Song Hansheng finally rediscovered the feeling of being able to command the wind and rain before he met Ye Qiaoqian.

A fan from the Moon Purity Sect reminisced: "Back then, before Song Hansheng met Ye Qiaoqian, he was also at the top, looking down on the chief disciples of other sects all day long."

As it turned out, Song Hansheng's talismans were much more legitimate than Ye Qiao's; they were all lethal. The demon was continuously hit by the talismans, and its state became increasingly frantic. The more agitated it became, the more flaws it revealed.

Mu Chongxi and Chu Xingzhi exchanged a glance, then immediately began to attack his wounds without any mercy.

Upon witnessing the power of his talisman, Ye Qiao sighed in admiration and sincerely said, "Thank you for sparing my life back then."

"..."

While Song Hansheng was throwing down the talismans, he also had to keep an eye on the movements of the few Nascent Soul cultivators to avoid being ambushed and knocked down.

Mingxuan, who was setting up the formation below, cursed and said, "Song Hansheng, you bastard, your talisman hit me!"

Song Hansheng: "..."

Si Miaoyan watched these sword cultivators show off their fancy skills, bit her lip, and for the first time felt that they alchemists were so useless.

She stood beside Xue Yu and sighed, "What can we do?"

Aside from being protected by others, I can't even offer any help.

"Let's just watch and see," Liu Yun chimed in. "Without a safety net, we're just a bunch of useless people right now."

People have self-knowledge.

"Don't say that." Xue Yu tilted his head back and dodged the vines that were attacking his face, then smiled slightly: "Although we may look useless, in reality, we really aren't that great."

Miao Miao blinked her eyes: "...Where's Ye Qiao? Our great-father, since he can give swords to sword cultivators, maybe she also has a mustard seed bag from our alchemy cultivators."

The voice just fell.

"Third Senior Brother." After tossing all the sword cultivators' natal swords to them, Ye Qiao immediately retrieved Xue Yu's mustard seed bag from her domain. "Here you go."

Just kidding, at this point, of course the mustard seed bag would be given to my own senior brother first.

Liu Yun: "???"

Miao Miao's eyes widened: "No way? There really is one?"

When Si Miaoyan saw Xue Yu's storage bag, she was stunned: "What on earth did she go to do?" They were all going down the secret realm, so why was her progress always different from theirs?

—Holy crap.

The audience outside the venue went wild with excitement: "Holy crap! Holy crap! A god has descended to earth! My Langlang!!"

"Isn't this a god descending to save the world? Awesome, my goodness!"

The mustard seed bag contained a bunch of things belonging to the disciples. Ye Qiao hadn't given it to Duan Hengdao before because she thought that if the rescue failed, having the mustard seed bag in hand wouldn't be too bad.

"As expected of you." Xue Yu's eyes lit up. He took out his storage bag and quickly distributed all the pills with the Biyue Sect members, tossing them to the sword cultivators and talisman cultivators.

As Ye Qiao rode the bird into the sky, she frantically threw mustard seed bags into the air.

The talismans of the Moon Purity Sect, the elixirs of the Azure Water Sect, and the magical artifacts of the Wind Transformation Sect are all in her hands.

All the disciples who saw it were stunned.

Chu Xingzhi: "The pills of the Biyue Sect, the array talismans of the Yueqing Sect, the magic weapons of the Chengfeng Sect, the sword techniques of the Wenjian Sect, holy crap, Ye Qiao, you really deserve to die."

Ye Qiao raised her eyebrows high: "The cultivation world is just one street apart, don't you even bother to find out who's the boss?"

"I have no backbone, I'll call you 'Father' first as a sign of respect." Duan Hengdao wailed, "Father! Quickly, quickly, give the Mustard Seed Bag to Chengfeng Sect." It's extremely urgent.

"Give us the Moon Purity Sect first," Su Zhuo also began to shout.

"Who do you think you are?" Liu Yun retorted without any politeness. "Who is Ye Qiao's partner in the third match? It's us, Dan Xiu! We are her teammates."

Ye Qiao had thrown all the mustard seed bags into Xiao Qi's territory. She was quite busy, sorting this and that. Hearing Duan Hengdao's words, Ye Qiao was not afraid of offending anyone and rushed over without hesitation: "Here I am, my sons, your father is here."

"..." Qin Huai gave Duan Hengdao a slap on the back of the head without any politeness: "You're useless."

Ye Qiao didn't waste any time, tossing the mustard seed bags to each sect, finally giving one to the Yueqing Sect. After receiving the mustard seed bag, Su Zhuo glanced at Ye Qiao, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

"Now, it's time to test our teamwork."

Each talisman cultivator drew a large number of fire-controlling talismans, just in case. Mingxuan lit a talisman at his fingertip and watched the fluttering vines. Seeing several talisman cultivators about to throw them out, he hurriedly stopped them, "Wait!"

"Don't control it, let it run wild."

Based on Mingxuan's experience of burning down the library with Ye Qiao back then, the power of the spirit fire would be even greater if it were to run rampant.

After all, the speed of a spirit fire can be insane when it gets out of control.

After hearing Mingxuan's words, the talisman cultivators hesitated for a moment, then flicked their fingertips, causing the fire control talisman to automatically spring up, instantly throwing the entire interior wrapped in vines into chaos.

Looking up, they could see various spirit flames floating overhead, spreading like wildfire and burning through the net woven from vines around them.

The Demon Saintess's face turned ashen: "Ye Qiao!!"

She was furious. Wood-type spiritual roots hate fire the most. She had already woven a net to catch this group of people, but Ye Qiao suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The reason they are called "personal disciples" is that while their strength and talent are one aspect, the most important point is that these people are all resource-hungry.

Ye Qiao's mustard seed bag solved everyone's immediate problem. The disciples who had been running around and dodging inside at the beginning now had the courage to turn around and fight back.

A dazzling array of magical artifacts and patterns; people constantly taking pills to prolong their lives; and all sorts of talismans flying and exploding.

Who the hell can handle this?

It's a war of attrition, and even two Nascent Soul stage cultivators are finding it hard to keep up.

These disciples could still take medicine even when their spiritual energy was exhausted, but they had no pills. The demon saintess's Nascent Soul stage aura dissipated, turning into afterimages, and suddenly gathered into a palm, slapping Ye Qiao's back.

With Ye Qiao's Foundation Establishment cultivation level, there was no way he could dodge it.

Moreover, she held nothing back with this palm strike; it was a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator, which even talismans couldn't withstand.

In a flash, Xue Yu unfolded the Landscape Map in his hand, and the totem illusion intertwined with the formation. The Demon Saintess was caught off guard by the scene of the illusion changing. She paused for only two seconds, and Ye Qiao quickly seized the opportunity to dodge.

Her attack missed, and the girl gritted her teeth fiercely.

From an initial overwhelming victory to being forced into a series of defeats.

The demon youth also had a gloomy expression: "We should have found Ye Qiao first."

As a result, she was ignored.

But in reality, who would take a Foundation Establishment cultivator seriously?

"The secret realm will end in two days." The demon youth pursed his lips and gripped his greatsword tightly. "The elders should be finding a way to enter the secret realm soon."

Should we evacuate or not?

"Retreat." The Demon Saintess gritted her teeth. What other choice did she have but to retreat?

They are unkillable by anyone, and each one is more troublesome than the last.

Seeing that they wanted to leave, Ye Qinghan and Zhou Xingyun drew their swords and went up to stop them. Duan Chen was drawn from its sheath, and Draw Blade to Cut Water. Countless sword shadows intertwined and tangled. Being grazed by a sword shadow would result in a bloody wound.

The Demon Saintess also possessed defensive magical artifacts, which she shattered in succession. Her eyes flashed with malice as she reached out and struck at Yun Que.

With a sudden burst of force, he locked the girl's slender neck in his grip.

She had tried to capture her protégés before, but they were too well-coordinated, and it was Yun Que who slipped through the net.

Having successfully taken Yun Que hostage, the Demon Saintess turned to her partner without looking back and said, "Let's go." She regretted not targeting Ye Qiao.

Ye Qiao frowned. Didn't she remember that Yun Que had quite a few trump cards? Her treasure-hunting beast alone had probably found a lot of good things for the female lead. Was she really that easy to kidnap?

Yun Que's eyes flickered slightly, realizing that this demon did not intend to take her life. She moved her fingertips. In fact, the fact that she took the Origin Pearl should have already been seen by the outside world.

If she really stays here, the Origin Pearl will definitely not end up in her hands, but will be handed over to the sect.

They were bound to face a barrage of criticism from outside cultivators and elders.

It would be better to be taken hostage by the demons...

Chu Xingzhi's sword light followed closely, and seeing Yun Que being held hostage, he abruptly stopped his sword and was forced to withdraw his attack: "Damn it." Yun Que is crazy.

He was arrested at a critical moment.

Just as the two were about to leave the secret realm with Yun Que as a hostage, Ming Xuan, who had been silent all along, twitched his fingertips slightly. Seizing the opportunity, four talismans flew up, activating the four-directional array, and the golden array rose up on the spot.

The moment the surroundings were locked, Duan Hengdao's golden rope flew up automatically, and Chu Xingzhi immediately slashed down at her head without hesitation. Yun Que screamed and was pushed out by the Demon Saintess to block the blow.

At the critical moment, Ye Qinghan, who reacted quickly, grabbed her.

It was a close call, but no real danger.

Yun Que's face turned pale. "Senior Brother Ye, thank you."

The two demons on the other side had no way to escape the three-pronged attack from the sword cultivator and the talisman cultivator.

Duan Hengdao's Immortal-Binding Rope flew out and quickly bound the two men tightly. Seeing that they were still struggling, Xue Yu swiftly handed them the Spirit-Sealing Pill and forcibly stuffed it into their mouths.

"The treatment period is two hours. To be on the safe side, feed it once every hour."

Everyone's hands were sweating as they took action, fearing something might go wrong along the way. Duan Hengdao licked his dry lips and said, "Is it over?"

The dust has settled, and it's finally over.

"Holy crap, that scared me to death!" Not to mention the direct disciples, even the cultivators outside the arena collapsed to the ground upon seeing it.

"From being attacked to counterattacking, all it takes is Ye Qiao."

Ye Qiao has truly become famous overnight.

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