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

The small secret realm was not very dangerous. Xue Yu had been to similar places no less than twenty times. He skillfully led his fellow disciples inside. The denser the spiritual energy, the more good things there were. As they approached their destination, Ye Qiao could feel the spiritual energy surging through her body.

"There are probably a lot of good stuff in this secret realm." They weren't the only ones here; the Yueqing Sect group was also there, and Xue Yu was worried that someone would get there first.

In the very center of the secret realm, a large patch of spiritual plants filled everyone's view. The emerald green leaves emitted a refreshing fragrance, and just smelling the aroma brought a sense of clarity to the mind.

"It's a calming herb."

Xue Yu had been lucky enough to snag one before, but it was later stolen by the Yueqing Sect.

He regretted it for a long time, never expecting that there would be such a large area in this place.

He became genuinely excited.

Ye Qiao was frantically calculating in her mind how much money she could make if she refined these herbs into pills.

"Hurry up and harvest it. Otherwise, someone will be here soon." Having learned his lesson from being intercepted before, Xue Yu quickly instructed, "Try to preserve the roots as much as possible, so that it can be transplanted to Danfeng later."

The four split up. Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan were picking in another area. Just as she squatted down and reached out to pick something, a fierce talisman came rushing towards her. Just as it was about to hit Ye Qiao, Ming Xuan quickly threw out a Vajra talisman to block the attack.

At the same time, after the talisman landed lightly on the ground, Mingxuan's expression turned cold. "Explosion talisman."

If he hadn't reacted quickly, and landed on his junior sister who was only at the peak of Qi Refining, she would have been blown away, if not killed.

Song Hansheng, with his hands behind his back, waved the talisman at his fingertips without any apology. "Not bad reaction speed."

Mingxuan's expression shifted, and he stared at him warily. He reached out and shielded Ye Qiao behind him. He had finally realized that none of the disciples of the Yueqing Sect were good people.

The standoff between the two successfully attracted the attention of the nearby independent cultivators. It's human nature to join in the fun, and the area, which was not crowded at first, gradually became packed with people.

Mingxuan's face darkened.

Seeing this, Song Hansheng set up an array without hesitation, not allowing rogue cultivators to enter.

In his view, now that he had seen it, this medicinal field should rightfully belong to their Yueqing Sect, and no one else should be allowed to take even a single plant away.

Seeing this, Ye Qiao sighed, "They're quite possessive of their food."

Mingxuan curled his lip, amused by her analogy: "Isn't that right? Look at him, he looks like a dog."

The senior and junior disciples kept talking, making Song Hansheng's face turn so black it could drip ink.

Yun Que frowned slightly: "How can you talk like that?"

How could these rogue cultivators be so rude? She was somewhat angry.

Ming Xuan glanced at her casually, his tone odd: "You're all over us just because we talked to you?"

Ye Qiao chuckled. Her second senior brother was indeed a sharp-tongued person, but if he wasn't talking to one of their own, it was quite enjoyable to hear him roast people.

Yun Que had been pampered since childhood, and even after entering the immortal sect, everything went smoothly. She had never been humiliated like this before. She looked embarrassed, bit her lip tightly, and her eyes reddened.

Mingxuan was stunned: "...You cried?"

You're crying already?

He remembered that every day when he pressed down on his junior sister's head and called her a little potato landmine, Ye Qiao would just silently punch him in the back.

Su Zhuo was heartbroken and quickly wiped away her tears, while also warning the two of them, "We are direct disciples of the Yueqing Sect. This is our junior sister."

He tried to make the four men behave.

"Wow—a direct disciple?" Mu Chongxi rushed over after hearing the commotion, and upon arriving, he heard Su Zhuo's words. He raised his eyebrows high and chuckled, "Is he that amazing?"

Xue Yu glanced up and saw that a group of rogue cultivators were already watching outside the barrier.

There were even comments and discussions.

"The Moon Purification Sect? No wonder they dare to be so arrogant."

"Oh no, oh no, who did I have to mess with but the direct disciple of the Yueqing Sect?"

"Don't they know that junior sister of the Moon Purity Sect is their lifeline? They even dared to make Yun Que cry, what were they thinking?"

"That junior sister is such a delicate and beautiful person. What was that rogue cultivator thinking, with such a foul mouth?"

The direct disciples of each sect are almost all well-known. As long as their talent is high enough, most cultivators in the cultivation world will be curious about geniuses.

Yun Que's talent is exceptional, one in a million, so it's not surprising that some rogue cultivators know her.

What displeased Xue Yu was that Yun Que was the only one who was considered human? Their junior sister had just been ambushed by Song Hansheng, so why didn't anyone stand up for her?

He suppressed his displeasure and said calmly, "So you are fellow Daoists from the Yueqing Sect."

Xue Yu then changed the subject, "But it wasn't appropriate for you to attack our junior sister right away."

"If it weren't for Second Senior Brother's quick reaction, our Junior Sister would have been injured."

As Song Hansheng listened to his words, his expression became increasingly disdainful. What could he do even if he injured a disciple of a small sect?

His voice turned cold: "So what if I'm injured? Even if we had succeeded, do you expect me to apologize?"

"How dare you, a small sect like yours?"

The surrounding rogue cultivators nodded in agreement.

"That's enough. Yueqing Sect didn't even bother with you, so why are you pushing your luck?"

"Ahhh, Song Hansheng is so handsome!"

"This is the first time I've seen a direct disciple in such a secluded place. He's really made something of himself."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiao agreed.

They're all sycophants of the Qunyue Qingzong sect.

After Song Hansheng finished speaking, he gave a disdainful sneer, then stepped into the medicinal field and began to fill his mustard seed bag with spiritual plants. Seeing this, Su Zhuo quickly joined in and began to carefully transplant the Qingxin Grass.

Seeing this, Mu Chongxi was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to rush in to confront them, Ye Qiao grabbed him.

"Fourth Senior Brother," she said softly, her large eyes curving into crescent shapes as if she were thinking of something, looking utterly innocent, "can you beat Song Hansheng?"

This question is equivalent to asking a man if he's capable.

Mu Chongxi immediately replied, "I can take on three Song Hanshengs."

Fu Xiu's combat strength is weak. Once he gets close, he will only get beaten up. Mu Chongxi's words are not an exaggeration.

Ye Qiao's eyes lit up: "Then can you knock him out?"

Mu Chongxi was stunned: "This...this isn't a good idea, is it?"

The Changming Sect is known for its love of helping the poor, and its elders are all known for their fiery and outspoken personalities.

In Mu Chongxi's mind, driving others away and monopolizing the possessions violates the principles of a righteous disciple.

Ye Qiao pushed him inside, asking, "What's wrong with that?"

Ye Qiao said sincerely, "I studied back then so that I could talk to idiots calmly."

"And now I'm learning swordsmanship so that idiots can talk to me calmly."

"Haven't you heard the saying? 'One day, with a sword in hand, I will slay all the 'reasoning idiots' in the world."

Sword cultivators don't learn swordsmanship by talking about principles.

Mu Chongxi rationally felt that what she said was wrong, but strangely, she was convinced and even thought: It makes sense.

Why do they need to talk about principles when their swordsmanship is already so strong?

"It's all up to you, Fourth Senior Brother." Ye Qiao pushed him towards her. "I know, Fourth Senior Brother can definitely do it, right?"

His junior sister looked at him with eyes full of hope and trust, which dispelled Mu Chongxi's last hesitation.

"it is good."

Mu Chongxi nodded, and without further hesitation, he reached out and drew his sword. The moment the sword flashed, spiritual energy burst forth. A white sword shadow flashed, and in an instant, both the rogue cultivators outside the barrier and the Xuan sword at Ye Qiao's waist trembled at the same time.

That's a natural sword bone.

A sword genius who is among the best in the entire cultivation world.

The moment the sword energy spread out, Ye Qiao admitted that she was stunned by the handsomeness of this usually unreliable senior brother.

Just a second before Mu Chongxi drew his sword, Song Hansheng sensed the danger and, without even grabbing the spiritual plant in his hand, quickly took a step back.

But it was too late; the Vajra Talisman on his body was shattered.

Everyone fell silent.

Su Zhuo asked in disbelief, "It's broken?"

That was something Senior Brother Song had refined for a long time, and it was said to be able to withstand the full force of a Golden Core cultivator's attack, yet it shattered so easily.

How could that be possible with just a sword aura?!

Song Hansheng gritted his teeth.

Without this Vajra Talisman, it's easy to imagine that if it fell on him, he would either be knocked away or injured.

Where did this damned group of rogue cultivators come from?

Song Hansheng dared not make any more rash moves, suppressing his anger and staring intently at the group, wishing he could devour these people who had humiliated him alive.

"Come here, second senior brother and third senior brother." Ye Qiao ignored the people from Yueqing Sect and waved happily to her two senior brothers who were also caught off guard.

Mingxuan watched as his junior sister and Mu Chongxi quickly harvested the spiritual plants, and his conscience bothered him. "Shouldn't we leave some for the others?"

"Why leave any for them?" Ye Qiao was exasperated. She finally understood why Changming Sect had been losing competitions for so many years. A saintly heart and naivety were no good!

"Don't listen to Elder Zhao and Elder Duan's nonsense." She frantically tried to brainwash them, doing psychological work: "What do you mean by 'walk your own path and let others talk'?"

She grinned, "We want to walk other people's paths and leave them with no path to walk."

If the Moon Clean Sect is shameless, then their Changming Sect can be shameless too!

"As the saying goes, 'A person needs face, a tree needs bark; a person without shame is invincible.' As long as we are shameless enough, no one can defeat us."

"Hurry up, second and third senior brothers, or they'll really snatch it away!"

After Ye Qiao's brainwashing, Xue Yu and Ming Xuan suddenly realized the truth.

Yes.

Why should they have to give in?

Does tolerating them do them any good? No, it will only keep them being bullied.

After being patiently persuaded by Ye Qiao, the members of Changming Sect finally let loose and brazenly seized a plot of medicinal herb field, infuriating Su Zhuo to the point of trembling: "How can you be so shameless?!"

"We got it through our own strength, so why are you calling us shameless?" Xue Yu turned his head, his tone gentle but surprisingly righteous upon closer listening.

Xue Yu discovered that although this behavior was indeed a bit rude, it felt good.

He used to be bound by all sorts of rules every day, and every time he went out to gain experience, he lived like a dog.

Now, I'm taking advantage of my junior sister's misfortunes every day, and it's definitely much more comfortable.