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

The consequence of a full night of hangover was that he couldn't get up the next day and was lying sprawled on the ground. When the elders pushed open the door, they saw a group of people all asleep. Qin Fanfan kicked a few disciples in disgust, one in each hand, and threw them on the floor of the room.

When it was Ye Qiao's turn to fall asleep, he carefully covered her with the blanket before tiptoeing away.

These children can sleep until tomorrow, but all five sects will be busy. The top ten talisman cultivators can enter the forbidden area of ​​the Moon Purity Sect to select talisman books, which contain many ancient books. As for alchemy cultivators, their disciples can freely choose spiritual plants.

When it comes to generosity, look no further than the Sword Inquiry Sect.

You can choose any spirit sword in the Sword Cave; whatever you choose is yours.

But if no spirit sword is willing to acknowledge it from beginning to end, then don't blame them for being stingy. Just ask them if they lack talent or have the right mindset.

Everyone slept in all sorts of crooked positions that night. When Mu Chongxi woke up, he was left on the cold ground. He rubbed his neck, secretly got up, and woke Ye Qiao, "Wake up, Junior Sister, let's go to the casino to collect debts."

Considering that Mingxuan and Xueyu were too weak in close combat, and fearing that the casino owner might turn against them, Mu Chongxi specially called her senior brother and junior sister along. The three of them rushed in, and the casino staff couldn't stop them.

Unable to avoid it, he was directly knocked away by Mu Chongxi.

That's incredibly unreasonable.

The other gamblers in the casino, witnessing this scene, could only twitch their foreheads, repeatedly telling themselves, "Calm down, calm down, he's a direct disciple, he's awesome."

Mu Chongxi barged in arrogantly, slammed his fist on the table, and announced, "Check, check!"

The boss was so startled that he paused in his work on the abacus.

He was about to yell at whoever was so rude when he looked up and saw three eye-catching red robes, and his stomach started to hurt.

It's so red, now he gets a headache whenever he sees red.

Ye Qiao then slammed her hand on the table: "What are the odds again? How much money can we make?"

The boss swallowed back the urge to curse, his tone somewhat evasive, "It's you guys."

The lineage of the Changming clan is passed down by Ye Qiao.

Having had their name mentioned in the competition, it was truly a household name.

He wondered where all these suckers came from. It turned out that the Changming Sect was absorbing them internally. Each one of them was more generous than the last, betting tens of thousands of coins at a time. He was secretly laughing at the fat sheep that had delivered themselves to their doorstep, but in the end, the fat sheep turned out to be themselves.

Ye Qiao blinked: "You know me?"

"I've heard so much about you." The boss gave a wry smile, feeling that he was about to lose all his underwear this time.

Who would have thought that Changming Sect, the least prominent of the five sects, would eventually produce a dark horse?

These people bet so much, each one higher than the last, and naturally they ended up with the most spirit stones. You should know that very few cultivators in the cultivation world would bet on Changming Sect to win.

Those cultivators who made the wrong bet all went off to jump off a cliff in a group.

In summary, those who bet on the Sword Inquiry Sect have been saying things like, "Are the Sword Inquiry Sect's disciples there? The wind is so strong on the cliff, we're so scared."

They died with their eyes wide open in disbelief. They had bet on the Sword Inquiry Sect with the idea of ​​making a fortune, but they never expected that there would always be someone stronger. The title of the number one sect was snatched away by the Changming Sect, which was ranked last.

These past few days have been a mix of joy and sorrow for some.

Ye Qiao roughly counted the amount and then distributed the spirit stones she won to the others. With money, she could finally buy some useful things. She had too few magic weapons, but magic weapons in the cultivation world were very expensive. After buying a higher quality spirit bow,

She also picked up a few interesting magical artifacts and brought them back to the sect.

"Junior Sister, what did you do before?" Mingxuan stretched out his hand and looked at the tiny, negligible magical artifacts, genuinely expressing his confusion.

Don't let its small size fool you; it's quite expensive on the market.

Ye Qiao bought it mainly because the magic artifact was similar to a listening device, and she bought several of them at once after she had the money.

Last time, she casually placed a butterfly on Ye Qinghan, but if such a butterfly were placed on a person, the target would be quite obvious and it would be easy to be discovered. This time, the magic artifact was much smaller, about the size of a bead, so that it wouldn't be noticed even if placed on the shoulder.

Ye Qiao said sadly, "I am a lowly corporate slave." She used to be just a hardworking corporate slave who was scolded by her boss.

Several of her senior classmates were extremely curious about the new gadget she had bought and wanted to touch it.

"Junior Sister." Zhou Xingyun held the spoils she had bought, his tone low and his dark eyes revealing a hint of curiosity, "What is this now?"

The small, pure black box looks quite ordinary no matter how you look at it, placed among a group of magical artifacts.

Seeing that his senior brother was genuinely curious, Ye Qiao invited him to join her team: "I just bought it to play with. You can use it to fool people if you want."

Zhou Xingyun had never seen her use a box to fool people before, so Ye Qiao added, "It can fool idiots."

For example, someone like Song Hansheng, but it's best not to bring it up, because she's afraid that if Song Hansheng finds out that she was the one who did it, he'll come looking for revenge.

Seeing that her senior brother seemed skeptical, Ye Qiao blinked and said, "How about this, when the Sword Cave opens in a few days, I'll have Ye Qinghan fool you into believing it."

Zhou Xingyun hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Let Ye Qinghan fool us?

Given Ye Qinghan's personality, how could he possibly agree to such a thing?

Seeing Ye Qiao's confident demeanor, he remained silent. At worst, if Ye Qinghan disagreed, he would put a sack over her head and beat her up after they entered the sword cave.

……

Qin Fanfan knew that Ye Qiao was naive and inexperienced, so she specially found some books about spirit swords for her to read. Ye Qiao then simply spent the last few days reading in the library.

The library is very quiet because only personal disciples are allowed inside. It's usually a good place to stay quietly, unless the other senior disciples come in to join in the fun.

The others didn't like studying much. Mingxuan chewed on a blade of grass, his affectionate peach blossom eyes crinkling with laughter. "Indeed, people still need to study hard, otherwise they'll become idiots like Mu Chongxi."

Mu Chongxi was furious and kicked out, but he didn't hold back. He kicked a big hole in the wall. Xue Yu glanced at it and came to a conclusion from the painful lesson, "Stop fighting, you're not going to kill anyone like this."

"And later, the elders will come and demand compensation from us."

The key point is that we need to lose money.

Mu Chongxi snapped out of his rage, hesitated for a moment, and then tried to fix the wall.

Mingxuan made a sarcastic remark: "It's no use telling me, a broken wall can't be repaired, just like my broken heart won't get better. That kick you just gave me shattered my heart into several pieces."

Ye Qiao wouldn't be surprised if Mingxuan got a sack put on him while walking, given his personality; she continued flipping through her book as if it were none of her business.

Mu Chongxi and Ming Xuan, the two culprits, were repairing the wall. When Xie Chuxue came, she took the opportunity to give them some pointers on how to repair it, and she seemed to be extremely experienced.

Ye Qiao respectfully greeted, "Junior Uncle."

The other person smiled and hummed in agreement, holding a cup of tea in their hands. "Are you going into the Sword Cave?"

Unlike her senior brothers, Ye Qiao had not spent as much time in the cultivation world, so she only had a vague concept of spirit swords. The book said that when a spirit sword chooses its master, the first thing it considers is the spiritual root, and only then does it consider the physical constitution.

They particularly favor naturally formed sword bones.

Ye Qiao nodded, guessing, "However, some people don't have swords and would choose me, and I already have my natal sword." Going would just be for the sake of participation.

Xie Chuxue waved her hand, drawing out her words, "No. You should know that it has been a very, very long time since a sword master with a lightning-type spiritual root appeared in the cultivation world. The Sword Cave only opens once every hundred years, and during that time, there has never been a lightning-type sword cultivator."

There may not have been a direct disciple of the lightning-type spiritual root for thousands of years; those lightning-type spiritual swords must be going crazy with envy.