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

Seeing her avoidance attitude, Mu Chongxi touched the tip of his nose and poked her: "I told you from the beginning not to choose such an outrageous name."

Dust has settled, day and night, yet I see you never.

The elder in charge of filling in the names looked up at these people and whispered to the person next to him, "The Changming Sect has quite a few spirit swords."

As for the five from the Sword Inquiry Sect, they don't even have a natal sword anymore.

He nodded and smiled, "That thing Ye Qiao has is quite interesting." It looks strange. When she takes it out during the competition, it will be as if she is insulting her opponent.

It doesn't resemble a sword; rather, it's more like a rare magical artifact.

*

With the team competition over, the group returned to their clan to pack up before heading to the individual competition venue a few days later.

The five members won first place in the team competition and received an unprecedentedly warm welcome upon returning to the sect. Everyone was surrounded by people, especially Ye Qiao, who was excitedly asked by both male and female disciples about what had happened in the secret realm during the competition.

"I used to only look at the photo stone, Ye Qiao is so cool!"

"Your Ye Qiao is infinitely arrogant."

"This is the first time I've ever seen a real person from the competition."

"How did you shoot that spirit bow? I was watching that match too, and I got so excited that I beat up the person next to me."

"Is it feasible to refine pills in a large cauldron? Can we give it a try?"

Seeing Ye Qiao surrounded by a group of people, then leisurely clapping her hands and saying "Keep it low-key," Duan Yu reached out and pulled her over, tapping her on the head, "Stop being naughty."

"Hey, be gentle, Elder! That's a genius's mind."

Elder Duan glared at him, "Even geniuses get beaten up. You bunch of brats, go and cultivate!"

"..."

Ye Qiao was carried away, and Ming Xuan waved to her, unable to suppress his schadenfreude: "Have a good trip."

Duan Yu didn't intend to hit her. He patted her shoulder and said, "We're going to the main venue of the Eight Great Families in a few days. You better behave yourself."

"Also, the individual competition will be all about your own opportunities. Use what you have."

"Try to get into the top ten. Even if no spirit sword chooses you after going to the Sword Cave, it's still worth it, as the spiritual energy of the Sword Inquiry Sect is very strong."

He said, "Take out that ghost baby of yours and let me see it."

Ye Qiao reached out and pulled Xiao Qi out.

The little guy stared at him for a few seconds with his round eyes, then hid behind Ye Qiao, looking a little shy.

"Uncle, do you want to play with me?" His voice was childish, and he tilted his head, inexplicably exuding a strange murderous aura.

Duan Yu commented: "You have a bad temper."

Ye Qiao smiled and said, "Hey, just don't play games with him." Xiao Qi has a strong ability to imitate. She tricked him into playing a game with her before, and he became obsessed with it and often liked to drag others into playing games.

Duan Yu smiled and said, "That's good. Perform well in the individual competition, don't cause trouble, understand?"

Ye Qiao reiterated: "If I said that I've always been an honest person, would you believe me?"

Duan Yu chuckled twice. Although he didn't say it directly, his eyes made it clear that he didn't believe her at all.

He had a feeling that this individual competition would be very exciting.

After Duan Yu finished talking, Xie Chuxue swaggered in. The young man stretched and drawled, "Hey, hey, hey, are you done talking? I'll borrow your disciple for a bit. I need to talk to Xiao Qiao."

After saying that, he hurriedly dragged Ye Qiao away.

Ye Qiao: "..."

No, is it poisonous? It's only her first day back in the sect, and everyone's already coming to see her?

Why don't you go find Mingxuan and the others?

Xie Chuxue did have something to discuss with her. She had also watched the fifth competition and had to admit, he was quite flamboyant, arguably the number one person to strike the secret realm with lightning.

But that wasn't the point. He quickly pulled Ye Qiao to the library and pounded on the door, making a loud noise.

"Open the door! Manager Yu, I know you're home. Don't hide inside! Let us in!"

Steward Yu: "..."

He opened the door to the library, closed the book, and looked at Ye Qiao. His feelings were somewhat complicated. He still remembered the little girl and Ming Xuan's great feat a year ago. He never expected that in just half a year, Changming Sect would actually win first place.

At that time, she was still indignant and said that she hated talented people the most in her life.

Gee tut.

Xie Chuxue didn't waste time with him. She looked down and examined the bamboo shoot hanging from her waist. "Golden Core?"

Ye Qiao didn't understand what her junior uncle wanted to do. She nodded. Xie Chuxue lowered her eyes slightly, her nonchalant expression softening. "During the fifth round, when you were forming your core, I discovered something very interesting."

"Your sword..." He paused, "is rather strange."

Xie Chuxue is a talisman cultivator. Talisman cultivators need to find places to set up formations everywhere, so they have strong observation skills. The bamboo shoot at Ye Qiao's waist clearly changed shape as she advanced in level.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for Xie Chuxue to confirm that her thing was a spiritual artifact.

He glanced at it and pulled an old book out of the shelf.

Ye Qiao glanced at him.

Xie Chuxue is a man who is reliable in crucial moments but outrageous when things are going well.

Seeing this, she also joined Xie Chuxue in reading in the library.

"It falls within the realm of the sword, but not entirely."

Xie Chuxue immediately thought it was a sword, but perhaps that was just his preconceived notion. If it were a spiritual weapon, its form would definitely be more than just a sword.

Ye Qiao also noticed its changes. After she formed her core, its appearance and characteristics became clearer. When she put it in her hand, it was engraved with a magic seal, and its pure black color was mysterious and ancient.

"What did it remind you of at the time?"

Ye Qiao: "A stick."

She just thought it was a stick.

Xie Chuxue: "But when I first saw it, its aura was very similar to the Spirit Sword."

He initially thought it was a strange-looking spirit sword.

"Its appearance and aura are somewhat like a magic staff." Xie Chuxue tapped Ye Qiao's head and reminded him, "Try to probe it with your divine sense and try to change its shape."

Ye Qiao covered her head. "But if it's a magical artifact, why would a demon beast like to rub against it?"

It's just like catnip.

They kept sticking things on top of each other.

Xie Chuxue made a gun gesture, rested her chin on her hand, and pretended to be deep in thought: "It should be constantly changing shape. There must be something inside supporting its transformation. Why don't we take it apart and study it?"

After he finished speaking, the bamboo shoot in Ye Qiao's hand moved slightly. If it hadn't been untransformed, it would have rushed out in the next second.

Ye Qiao stopped him from having this dangerous idea, and then obediently probed in with her divine sense. Logically speaking, her divine sense was very strong, but at this moment she could feel obvious discomfort.

She tentatively imagined it as a sword.

"The aura has changed." Xie Chuxue's eyes widened slightly. How amazing!

"Let's see if we can turn them into two swords?"

Ye Qiao tentatively used her divine sense to connect with Bujianjun. After she reached the Golden Core stage, her divine sense was more than twice as strong. The stick in her hand, which had been motionless, actually split into two pieces, with subtle differences in shape. It was more like a sword than a stick.

"What about others? Like bows and arrows, sickles, and the like?"

Ye Qiao tried it, but it didn't work.

"I'll try it again when you reach the Nascent Soul stage." He was somewhat regretful, it seemed that this magical artifact transformation was limited to swords.

This kind of magical artifact might not be of much use to others; mastering even one form is difficult enough, let alone other forms. But it's just right for Ye Qiao. She knows many forms and there are no limitations. The Bamboo Shoot Snatching Technique is perfect for her.

"In that case, it feels like we don't even need a sword," Xie Chuxue muttered.

On her way back to the courtyard, Ye Qiao was still pondering how to change the form of her weapon while switching sword techniques during the competition.

There is no doubt that both tests one's spiritual awareness and reaction speed.

……

The venue was within the territory of the Eight Great Families, and the Eight Great Families had an unwritten rule that cultivators entering their jurisdiction were not allowed to fly on swords. Therefore, the Five Sects prepared to go by flying boat.

All sorts of sect costumes were gathered together, a colorful and dazzling sight.

"Let's stand with the Wenjian Sect." Zhou Xingyun refused the other members wearing green and gold sect robes.

Xue Yu agreed: "Red and green together are too jarring to look at."

"Hi, hi, hi." Ye Qiao waved and greeted the other sects.

The Yueqing Sect and the Chengfeng Sect stood together, seemingly discussing something.

One blue and one yellow.

This scene made Ye Qiao's lips curl into a smile.

"I have a feeling that these two sects together are like Meituan and Ele.me," Ye Qiao said sincerely, looking at the sect uniforms of the one in blue and the one in yellow.

There's a reason this group came together.

The others glanced at her, unable to understand what Ye Qiao was saying.

It's really inexplicable.

Mu Chongxi swaggered over to the Sword Inquiry Sect and went to provoke Chu Xingzhi. He grinned and said, "Don't end up not even making it into the top ten."

Chu Xingzhi sneered: "This is for you and Ye Qiao: be careful in the individual competition."

Ye Qiao, who was being called out, was also a little annoyed. "What do you want?"

Chu Xingzhi instinctively flinched, snorted, and loudly proclaimed, "I'm fine."

After a brief reminiscing, everyone boarded their flying boats and headed to the venue for the competition between the eight major families. It must be said, the treatment of being a direct disciple is really good. Upon arrival, not only were the managers of the eight major families there to greet them and show them around the city, but there were even fans waiting to pick them up at the airport.

Mu Chongxi spat twice, spitting out the flower petal he had accidentally eaten. "Wait, they said they'd scatter flower petals during the individual competition, are they really going to scatter them?"

Xue Yu sneezed. "Oh no!"

So enthusiastic.

Ye Qiao rummaged through the petals in her pocket. Just like walking a red carpet, a group of cultivators came to watch, and every disciple who walked by was judged by them.

"Are ugly people not fit to be mentors???"

"Yun Que's face is so beautiful. Why is Song Hansheng always so cold to her?"

Song Hansheng's male fan immediately shouted back in dissatisfaction, "Get lost."

Mingxuan immediately tilted his head and whispered to Ye Qiao, "Song Hansheng's fans are quite enthusiastic, huh?"

Ye Qiao wholeheartedly agreed, especially since they were all men.

"I like the one with the stick hanging from its waist, wow, it looks so pretty."

"That's Ye Qiao."

The other party instantly calmed down.

Ye Qiao. Everyone in the cultivation world who watches the competition knows how shameless she is, but who would have thought she has such an innocent face?

"What about the one who's with Ye Qiao? That's really tempting."

"That's Mingxuan. Don't worry, there aren't many normal people from the Changming Sect."

After they all disembarked from the flying boat, the eight great families followed closely behind to meet them.

The cultivator exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, it seems like the people who came to pick us up this time are all direct descendants of the eight great families! Wow, they're really rich!"

A group of young ladies and gentlemen from aristocratic families, riding on flashy mounts, descended slowly from mid-air with an ethereal air, making an exaggeratedly grand spectacle.

They dismounted leisurely, and seeing that all their trusted followers had arrived, they nodded slightly and said in a calm tone, "Come with us."

Ye Qiao sighed slightly at his arrogant demeanor, "I've noticed that Song Hansheng has actually toned it down."

Because she discovered that these loyal followers really didn't even bother to look at people properly.

Mingxuan immediately became extremely excited, poked his head out, and vehemently criticized, "See, see!! I told you they were annoying!"

"How arrogant," Mu Chongxi muttered.

Xue Yu agreed: "They're all so arrogant, it's like they don't even recognize their own parents."

"..." The question is, is it appropriate for the two of you from the Eight Great Families to say such things?

*

There are still 3,000 words left, which should be about 6,000 words in one go, but I can't finish writing them. I'll post them tomorrow.