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

Ye Qiao stroked her chin: "Has he gone mad? Isn't he holding back at all? He's so ruthless."

What if we get worn down and killed by the senior brother's war of attrition?

"Perhaps... jealousy has distorted him beyond recognition," Xue Yu concluded.

However, Ye Qinghan is so fierce that if the senior brother can't handle it, his cultivation level could easily become unstable, and a unstable cultivation level requires a trigger.

A powerful opponent can undoubtedly stimulate the opponent's cultivation level. After all, when pushed to the limit, the opponent's cultivation level will naturally weaken due to the strong desire to survive.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xingyun saw a shattered, cold light flash before him. He blocked it with his Duanchen sword. At the same time, the young man's aura changed, sword wind surged, and the Duanchen sword shimmered. In the instant of the collision, under the powerful sword energy, Ye Qinghan's Xuan sword suddenly emitted a crisp breaking sound.

With a "bang," the air froze for a few seconds.

"I'll go."

Zhou Xingyun: "You didn't lose."

Ye Qinghan: "I know."

Zhou Xingyun's weakening of his cultivation level was unexpected, and given that his sword was just an ordinary Xuan sword, it was perfectly normal for it to be broken by a spiritual sword.

Since it's not a top ten competition, we just need to figure out each other's skill levels.

but……

Ye Qinghan's gaze darkened slightly: "First place can only be mine."

Zhou Xingyun possesses a spiritual sword, making him a formidable opponent given their similar cultivation levels. Ye Qinghan secretly resolved to continue practicing her swordsmanship and secure first place.

Seeing the provoked expression on his face, Zhou Xingyun thought for a moment and said disdainfully, "You take it, first place is yours."

He didn't actually want to fight.

If it weren't for Ye Qinghan's disgusting behavior, Zhou Xingyun might have even given up before the fight, just going through the motions.

Who told him to go crazy?

Ye Qinghan: "..."

He didn't quite believe it, but thinking about Zhou Xingyun, it seemed that he had never competed or fought for anything.

Seeing this, Ye Qinghan's unfriendly expression softened. "Congratulations on reaching the Nascent Soul stage. Did Ye Qiao help you block your tribulation lightning? You're quite lucky; it should be over soon."

He was quite grateful to Ye Qiao.

Otherwise, it's the Nascent Soul stage. It's very difficult to endure it all by yourself.

Zhou Xingyun didn't say anything.

He has magical artifacts that can block a few hits, not to mention that Ye Qiao is not suitable to block them right now, and the lightning tribulation really hurts when it strikes, and his junior sister is still young.

This was the first time Zhou Xingyun, who had never been very responsible, had considered other people.

Hey.

The young man sighed. He was already tired of living, but then this troublemaker showed up.

Before Ye Qiao arrived, his junior brothers were all quite sensible. After Ye Qiao arrived, he was taught a lesson.

……

"Nascent Soul Stage"

"Holy crap. I knew Zhou Xingyun was going to break through."

"How long has Ye Qinghan been in the Nascent Soul stage? It's only a matter of time."

"Wouldn't it be a privilege to witness two Nascent Soul stage cultivators vying for first place?"

"You're dreaming. Zhou Xingyun wouldn't even bother fighting Ye Qinghan."

"Wait, wait, what about the lightning tribulation?"

The area outside and inside the arena was quite far apart, considered a safe distance. The thunderclouds gathered quickly, and before Zhou Xingyun could even find a place to undergo his tribulation, the thunderclouds had already gathered.

"Should we move away?"

The reason is simple: the shadow left by Ye Qiao's previous attack on an outsider was too heavy, to the point that some people were seeing threats everywhere.

"No need." Not everyone is like Ye Qiao, whose tribulations can have far-reaching consequences.

Zhou Xingyun looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky, a subtle emotion on his face.

On one hand, he thought, "I might as well just kill myself." On the other hand, he thought, "Should I try to struggle a little longer?" After all, he was afraid that if he were gone, his junior sister would destroy the Changming Sect.

"Senior brother, your survival instinct is so weak."

Ye Qiao's inability to help share the burden means that Zhou Xingyun will have to shoulder the responsibility on his own from now on.

There are quite a few geniuses who have perished in the tribulations of lightning in the cultivation world.

Ye Qinghan's easy tribulation was an exception; when it came to their senior brother, they were all a little worried.

Ye Qiao composed herself and looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky.

He tilted his head and glanced in the direction of the cloud magpie.

She remembered the original plot. How did the senior brother become the female lead's devoted follower? Was it because he was redeemed and healed? In the novel, the female lead relentlessly warmed and encouraged him throughout the entire story.

Although Ye Qiao felt that this method might be a bit idiotic, since it appeared in the original work, Ye Qiao thought for a moment and pulled the others aside.

"Hey, why don't we go and offer some warmth to our senior brother?"

Mu Chongxi: "??? Eh eh eh."

"Let's not send it," Xue Yu shook his head.

In this situation, I'm afraid Ye Qiao might suddenly show concern.

"Sure," Mingxuan said. "How do you think we should send it?"

Ye Qiao thought for a moment about how Yun Que delivered the warmth in the original story.

Because it's a novel about a universally adored female lead with a low IQ, she pondered for a long time before muttering to herself, "Since the heavenly lightning hasn't struck yet, why don't we go deliver a gift? And then shower our senior brother with meticulous care?"

"..." Mingxuan poked her, "You don't have a fever?"

Imagine if we showed our senior brother meticulous care, wouldn't he think we'd gone mad?

These people, who are lucky if they don't cause any trouble, suddenly showing concern for him, would probably scare Zhou Xingyun so much he'd hang himself to calm down.

Ye Qiao awkwardly touched the corner of her lips.

Well, it is indeed quite strange.

But under this kind of lightning tribulation, it's hard to say whether they can withstand it.

The Shield-Binding Talisman was drawn, and the Vajra Talisman was given to the eldest brother, just to prevent this kind of situation from happening.

Many of the talismans they had given him were destroyed by Ye Qinghan's sword during their fight, and they were still far from enough to block the lightning tribulation.

"I have an idea." Mingxuan took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and pulled Ye Qiao aside. "Remember the talismans we drew before?"

Ye Qiao had also thought of that. She looked at him and nodded, "I remember, tell me."

"Drawing talismans in one stroke shouldn't be a problem for you, Junior Sister, right?" Mingxuan handed her the wolf-hair brush, and several sheets of talisman paper were quickly laid out. "Let's do it together."

Ye Qiao was the fastest talisman cultivator he had ever seen; drawing a talisman in a single stroke was no problem for her. Back when he was undergoing his tribulation, Ye Qiao could sit down casually to the side and draw a Vajra talisman.

Ye Qiao's expression turned slightly serious, and she hummed in agreement.

She used to treat tribulations like a game, but that doesn't mean others are the same. The lightning tribulation at the Nascent Soul stage is so devastating that it leaves nothing but barren land.

"You draw it, and when you're done, I'll throw it under the lightning tribulation."

"OK."

After a brief exchange, the two moved swiftly, tossing several talismans into the air, gripping their wolf-hair brushes tightly, and steadily placing them on the talisman paper.

For a lightning tribulation, the Vajra Talisman might not be able to withstand it, but the Mingxuan family's Shield-Binding Talisman is extremely useful. Although it can't withstand the lightning, it can offset a lot of the lightning.

Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan immediately focused their energy, pursed their lips, and held their breath. This wasn't the first time she had drawn talismans, but it was the first time she had challenged herself to draw so many at once. In this situation, she would either faint or bleed from all seven orifices.

Mingxuan took a deep breath and earnestly encouraged her, "We can do it."

Ye Qiao: "Mmm."

She has always approached things with the attitude of "learn if you can, and give up if you can't." As it turns out, she never knew she could draw for so long if she didn't push herself.

Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan took turns taking drugs, and as soon as they finished drawing talismans, they threw them inside. Although it was unclear to outsiders, they could see perfectly well that the situation inside was not optimistic.

Ye Qinghan's journey was easy because of her presence.

It will be difficult for the eldest brother to survive this tribulation unscathed without the help of outsiders.

People outside didn't dare to breathe.

Two Nascent Soul stages.

It's been so long since the cultivation world has seen someone reach the Nascent Soul stage in their teens.

This is what a child prodigy is like.

If they can get through this, it will really be a source of pride for the other two factions.

On the other side, they were also busy. Mingxuan quickly finished drawing and threw it to Ye Qiao, who was also drawing. After finishing, she threw it into the lightning tribulation.

Anyway, she's not afraid of being attacked.

Those two talisman cultivators are incredibly bold. They dared to calmly draw talismans even as the lightning tribulation struck, demonstrating remarkable composure.

After Mingxuan finished drawing, he handed the painting to Ye Qiao, who then headed straight for the lightning tribulation.

The trip went exceptionally smoothly.

No one paid attention to them at first. The first half of the event was drawn to the fight between Ye Qinghan and Zhou Xingyun, and the second half of the event focused on this lightning tribulation.

Zhou Xingyun's tribulation was brewing too quickly; within minutes, there was lightning and thunder, so much so that they didn't give the others much attention.

But that doesn't stop Ye Qiao from being conspicuous.

She was all alone, her dark blue clothes making her stand out. Without looking back, the girl grabbed a handful of talismans and flew towards the direction of the lightning tribulation.

"???"

"It must be Ye Qiao."

"This outfit definitely belongs to her."

"Um, what is she doing?"

"You should ask what she and Mingxuan are doing."

Yes, what are those two up to? Qin Fanfan was just about to call them back and tell them to hurry up and come back because it was too dangerous over there, but when she got closer, she found that the two disciples, who always preferred to lie down rather than stand, were writing furiously.

He was truly writing furiously.

The young girl and boy huddled together, their talismans flying about, almost becoming afterimages.

The two didn't even glance at the completed talisman. After finishing, they hugged each other and rushed inside. In Ye Qiao's words, "Whether we succeed or not isn't up to us; it's up to fate."

Anyway, one of them will eventually succeed. The most important thing now is speed and quantity.

The eldest brother is counting on these talismans to save his life.

This was undoubtedly a strong and unprecedented pressure on the minds and consciousness of the two people. Ye Qiao almost vomited and felt dizzy. After finishing the pill, she continued to draw.

Both of them were on edge, their hands trembling slightly. Mingxuan swallowed hard: "I've never drawn this fast in my life."

Ye Qiao: "Me too."

After she finished drawing, she suddenly remembered something and pulled out a few defensive magical artifacts that she could use.

Then it continued straight towards the tribulation of lightning.

It was extremely urgent.

"..."

Chu Xingzhi muttered, "These people are actually quite loyal."

Song Hansheng scoffed, "You're envious?"

Chu Xingzhi bristled: "You're the one who's envious, aren't you? The atmosphere in your sect is so awful, tsk tsk tsk."

The two were having a good time arguing when the others glanced over and couldn't help but tug at the knowledgeable person next to them.

"Are all talisman cultivators this fast at drawing talismans?"

To be honest, this speed is quite surprising.

"What is this drawing? Does anyone recognize it?"

After the two finished drawing, they ran towards the lightning tribulation, so the grade of the talisman would only be higher, not lower.

It has to be said that the people in the Changming Sect are all incredibly crazy.

To dare to act so recklessly under the lightning tribulation, are they truly not afraid of angering the Heavenly Dao?

"I've never seen this before, but can they draw high-level talismans this fast?"

Several talisman cultivators came to watch the competition, but they were all accompanying their friends and had no idea what the two were doing with the talismans they were drawing. The Nascent Soul stage was undergoing tribulation, and the eight great families and five major sects all rushed over upon hearing the news.

But the focus now is not on the tribulation, but on the Changming Sect.

Ye Qiao came and went in a hurry. After finishing the drawing, she ran towards the lightning tribulation with the talisman in her arms. After running back, she bent down and drew talismans with the wolf-hair brush, with a speed that showed no regard for her own life or death.

When one's mental energy is depleted, they take drugs again, and this process repeats itself.

And there's Mingxuan next to him.

The boy's eyes and brows were unusually devoid of their former carefree demeanor; his serious expression almost made the Ming family patriarch cover his mouth with a small handkerchief and burst into tears.

That brat of theirs has really made something of himself!

"But... what kind of talismans are they drawing?" The Ming family head put away his dramatic expression; he felt like they looked familiar.

"We'll find out when it's over."

Both of the talisman cultivators from Changming Sect are very busy right now.

Ye Qiao looked down at the bloodstains on the talisman paper from her ear, and coughed. "I've never tried this hard in my life."

I'm completely exhausted.

She clenched her fingers, feeling somewhat exhausted, sighed, looked at the ongoing lightning tribulation, and continued to bury herself in drawing with Mingxuan.

She hadn't drawn advanced defense talismans many times, but her success rate was decent.

Seeing Ye Qiao, who was exhausted, Ming Xuan asked in a low voice, "Can you continue?"

Ye Qiao: "I'll try again."

She roused herself, blinked, and continued drawing, but this time, she clearly saw the moment the talisman was successfully cast.

A beam of brilliant golden light landed steadily on her brow.

Ye Qiao was slightly stunned, her gaze unfocused from exhaustion. She belatedly realized that she had broken through.

She could break through in talismans, swordsmanship, and alchemy, but each path was different.

It is a blessing from Heaven.

This time, however, the blessing was not for talismans.

It was her personally.

A blessing after the broken mirror.

Ye Qiao looked at the fleeting light, touched her brow, thinking it was over, and then calmly continued drawing, only to find herself drawing several more lines in a row, as if she were going crazy.

Ye Qiao couldn't hold back any longer. She looked up at the sky, her expression slightly blank, unable to understand.

What is the Heavenly Dao thinking?

Mingxuan, standing nearby, was also stunned. "Holy crap, Ye Qiao?!"

Several blessings followed.

Amidst Mingxuan's exclamation, Ye Qiao snapped out of her daze and, seeing the blessings still falling, pulled Mingxuan over without a second thought.

The boy was slightly bewildered, but was forcefully pulled over by his junior sister.

"Come on, let me let you bask in the blessings of the Heavenly Dao." She finished speaking quickly, and a golden light shone down, with several blessings of the Heavenly Dao gently falling on the two of them in an instant.

Mingxuan paused for a moment, then widened his eyes slightly.