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

The ten people entered together, and the Grand Elder of the Sword Inquiry Sect couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Severing Water Sword, Startling Swan Sword, Frost Sword."

I wonder which of these renowned spirit swords will choose as their master.

Ye Qinghan and Mu Chongxi were the first to step into the Sword Cave, which opens only once every hundred years. All the spirit swords are waiting for the right person to possess them, and very few swords can actually leave the Sword Cave.

In other words, all those swords went mad.

As the two naturally born sword-wielding individuals walked together, all the spirit swords within the sword cave sensed something. The ground trembled slightly, and they gradually began to go out of control. Perhaps because they hadn't seen a sword cultivator for a long time, they darted around in mid-air in a chaotic mess, and one could easily be cut by the sword energy if they weren't careful.

Ye Qiao grabbed the bamboo shoot and dodged, simultaneously swatting away the spirit swords darting about in the sword cave. She was moving slower, lagging behind the main group, and was immediately stunned by the scene before her: "Have these spirit swords gone mad?"

Contrary to her expectations that the sword cultivators would have to go to great lengths to find it, with the arrival of several sword cultivators, all the spiritual swords in the sword cave were drawn at once. And this was only on the outer perimeter; the sword energy was already so terrifying. No one knew what would happen inside.

Mu Chongxi grinned, and before he could react, a cut appeared on his face from the sword energy. He said, "It's like a widow who has been widowed for many years seeing a group of lively men. It's normal for her to be excited. Try to understand."

He and Ye Qinghan were so popular that the spirit swords would come over every now and then to reward him with a sword aura. Mu Chongxi was in agony.

Ye Qiao bent down to dodge the swords flying everywhere. Her treatment was not bad. The worst off was Ye Qinghan. Every spirit sword that saw that he did not have his own natal sword tried to get close to Ye Qinghan.

However, Ye Qinghan was extremely cold and indifferent, and with a blank expression, he swung his Xuan Sword and knocked away those spirit swords.

When he came to the Sword Cave, the only spirit sword he took a fancy to was the Broken Water Sword; the other flashy and cheap swords naturally didn't catch his eye.

The sword cultivators were all dodging and weaving. Those with strong dodging skills were able to handle the situation with ease, while those with poor movement skills had their clothes torn to shreds after just a few sword strikes.

In the Sword Cave, the stronger ones would help the weaker ones, since it was for rewards, not a competition. Zhou Xingyun and Ye Qinghan had been told this before.

Naturally, Ye Qinghan went to take Zhu You away, and Zhou Xingyun went to take Ye Qiao away. With a light turn of his Duanchen Sword, he blocked the flashing swords.

Chu Xingzhi turned his head and saw the two senior brothers protecting their junior sister, and his expression darkened: "Not the eldest brother? Why don't you take a look at us?"

The Sword Inquiry Sect is the most pitiful. They're not good at speed to begin with; the Changming Sect is good at it. Ye Qiao doesn't need protection at all. To put it bluntly, she'd thrive in any place where trouble can break out.

As he spoke, several cuts appeared on his body in no time. If this continued, he would become a beggar sooner or later.

Chu Xingzhi bit his handkerchief in jealousy, wishing he were a girl.

The group continued forward from the outside in. The deeper they went into the sword cave, the better the spiritual swords became. When they reached the center, there were two paths to take. The two sects had long since decided not to stay together, so they immediately chose to go their separate ways.

"Let's go to the right," Chu Xingzhi said.

Ye Qiao pondered for a moment. The original text described it in quite detail. The swords encountered on the two paths were different. If he remembered correctly, the Luoshui Sword was on the left.

She nodded. "Okay."

There are also opportunities on the right, but the swords encountered on each path are different.

In the original story, Yun Que could choose the path of sword cultivation, but later the plot changed and Yun Que chose the path of talisman cultivation. As a talisman cultivator, she naturally could not enter the sword cave of sword cultivators.

I wonder who will get the Luoshui Sword, which originally belonged to the female lead.

After deciding which path to take, they immediately parted ways with the Sword Inquiry Sect. The further they went into the Sword Cave, the higher the level of the spiritual swords inside. Some of them even developed sentience. After sensing that Mu Chongxi had a natal sword, their blades trembled.

They finally found someone with innate sword talent, but he married young.

It's all in chaos, complete chaos.

Some of these spirit swords had been waiting in the sword cave for over a thousand years, and were already quite hungry for food, not to mention that all of them were geniuses.

Even those with natal swords were still pursuing the two with increasing ferocity. Countless sword shadows filled the sword cave. Mu Chongxi touched the bloody wound that had just been cut open. "Forget it. Let's split up and run."

One possessed a celestial spiritual root, and the other was born with sword bones. The spirit swords were absolutely smitten with them, relentlessly chasing after them. Zhou Xingyun immediately tried to pull Ye Qiao away, but Ye Qiao waved her hand, saying, "Senior Brother, you take him. I have a way to shake off these swords."

Who could rival Ye Qinghan in terms of allure? He didn't possess a natal sword, yet his talent was exceptionally high. After saying this, Ye Qiao veered off course and ran towards the path taken by the Sword Inquiry Sect.

After the two separated, the spirit swords split into two groups, one chasing Ye Qiao and the other chasing Mu Chongxi.

They were all organized and orderly.

damn it.

Mu Chongxi ran incredibly fast, reaching out to stick the spirit-gathering talisman Ye Qiao had given him onto the Chaoxi Sword, and shouted, "Senior Brother, help! I can't outrun them!"

Zhou Xingyun's brow twitched, but he remained expressionless, grabbing him and dodging the attack in a few quick movements.

Because he was busy escaping, Mu Chongxi didn't notice that the spiritual energy at his waist was flowing into his sword like a vortex.

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late.

He stopped abruptly. The talisman attached to the Chaoxi Sword at his waist had burned away due to absorbing too much spiritual energy, and the sword, hanging quietly at the boy's waist, emitted a faint, almost imperceptible light.

It quickly condensed into a ball of sword energy. The sword spirit continuously transformed within the sword energy, eventually floating in front of Mu Chongxi with a grin on its face, its appearance changing into that of a handsome young man.

Mu Chongxi almost stopped in his tracks. "Who the hell are you?" He's so handsome, it's unforgivable.

Zhou Xingyun: "Your wife."

Mu Chongxi: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, that's your wife."

Zhou Xingyun: "Oh, my wife hasn't taken human form yet."

But seriously, is Junior Sister's talisman really that powerful?

Chao Xi rubbed her face together, making an innocent and cute expression, not understanding why her sword master was making that face.

Zhou Xingyun glanced at it for a few seconds. "Junior Sister's talismans are only effective in places with abundant spiritual energy." The Sword Cave contains tens of thousands of swords, making it a good place to nurture sword spirits. Just now, only a shadow appeared. In the end, Mu Chongxi was too weak before to support the complete transformation of the spirit sword.

Mu Chongxi looked at the sword spirit with a complicated expression, and whispered to his senior brother, "Is this thing really my sword?"

Zhou Xingyun gave him an approving look.

He was also pondering a question: would he still look like this after he transformed from dust into human form?

Chao Xi's personality was just like Mu Chongxi's—cheerful and even a bit immature. After looking around for a moment, Chao Xi asked, "Where's Ye Qiao? Where's Qiao Qiao? Where's your junior sister?"

Mu Chongxi reached out and grabbed his collar, reiterating, "That's my junior sister!!"

Chao Xi was very beautiful, and her personality was extremely passionate. The sword spirit pouted: "Alright, alright, I'll forgive your rudeness for now."

As a renowned sword on the Spirit Sword Ranking, Chao Xi led the way with his red sword energy like a rainbow, imbued with killing intent. The heavy pressure he exuded severely deterred those eager spirit swords that wanted to approach.

A red sword spirit followed behind Mu Chongxi. The spiritual energy inside the sword cave was so dense that the Chaoxi Sword Shadow, which had only appeared for a second on the competition stage, had completely solidified.

Although the sword master of the Morning and Evening Sword is Mu Chongxi, the sword spirit itself prefers Ye Qiao a little more.

When Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi first met, he especially enjoyed being touched by her. Now, thanks to her talisman taking form, he... likes it even more!

Mu Chongxi looked at the sword spirit, who seemed to want to twist herself into a caterpillar, waving her arms incessantly, and speaking in a tone like she was being coquettish, and his lips twitched wildly.

He understood that each sword spirit had a different personality.

But why is his Blade Spirit such a drama queen/king?

Zhou Xingyun looked dazed and pale, holding Duan Chen in his hand, seemingly devoid of any will to live.

Mu Chongxi and Ye Qiao were already quite argumentative.

After Chao Xi transformed into human form, all Zhou Xingyun could hear was him and Mu Chongxi babbling on and on. He couldn't imagine that after the other sword spirits transformed into human form, their Changming Sect would probably become a brothel.

With the sword spirit clearing the way, the journey was unimpeded.

"Let's go back and find our junior sister." After Chao Xi transformed into human form, they no longer had to constantly flee within the Sword Cave. How wonderful!

……

On the other side, Ye Qiao was also running for her life. She was so focused on escaping that she almost crashed into a wall. She searched everywhere for Ye Qinghan's whereabouts, and along the way, she leisurely examined the spirit swords.

The one leading the group was a sword as bright as moonlight, which followed him around like a madman.

Ye Qiao quickened her pace, and after her persistent search, she finally spotted Ye Qinghan. The two bumped into each other, and the moment she saw Ye Qinghan, a bright smile appeared on her lips. "Hi, hi, hi, Ye Qinghan?"

Ye Qinghan's lips twitched; she had a bad feeling.

As far as he knew, Ye Qiao possessed a Heavenly Spiritual Root, and her talent was no less than his, which meant...

The number of spirit swords following behind her was no less than her own.

This unexpected encounter with love almost drove Ye Qinghan crazy. He wanted to turn around and run, but it was too late. There was only one way to go, so he could only run for his life with Ye Qiao.

Ye Qiao reached out and tied the demon-binding rope around his waist, making him carry her as she ran. Her talismans were useless against swords, so she took out a Shadow Talisman from her mustard seed bag and stuck it on Ye Qinghan's body, instantly increasing his speed.

Ye Qiao turned to look at the spirit swords, her tone leisurely, "See, I told you that being a widow for a hundred years would cause problems. Your Sword Inquiry Sect really keeps a close eye on them. If you had let them out earlier, things wouldn't have turned out like this."

Ye Qinghan saw that even at this moment she couldn't stop spouting nonsense, and her veins bulged. "Shut up."

With a swing of his sword, he carved a path through the air.

"Walk."

The two immediately ran inside.

Inside the Sword Cave, it's less about them choosing swords and more about them waiting for the swords to choose them.

Ye Qinghan knew that Ye Qiao had a natal sword, so she would not be his rival. In the current situation, there was no need to be wary of her.

"Hey hey hey, are you going to find the Broken Water Sword?" Having temporarily shaken off those spirit swords, Ye Qiao followed behind him and asked with a smile.

Ye Qinghan hummed in agreement, seemingly speechless. He glanced at her but didn't shoo her away. After all, the spirit swords were flying around like madmen, and people had scattered. It would be good to have someone accompany her so they could look after each other.

The good news is that I have a close mentor to keep me company.

The bad news is that the protégé is Ye Qiao.

Once inside, she didn't stop looking around. She even climbed the wall like a monkey and tried to walk vertically on it. This bizarre walking motion made the veins on Ye Qinghan's forehead bulge again.

He couldn't quite imagine how Zhou Xingyun and Ye Qiao, such unreliable people, could stay together calmly.

"Ye Qiao," Ye Qinghan asked coldly, "Is this path no longer suitable for you?"

Ye Qiao ignored him and continued to scale the walls and eaves with her bizarre movements. Ye Qinghan took several deep breaths to suppress his anger and continued walking deeper into the cave with a blank expression. The interior of the sword cave was pitch black, and the closer they got to the higher-level spirit swords, the fewer swords were chasing them.

Those spirit swords that are mentioned in the rankings are all people with backbone.

Finally, no sword was chasing after him anymore, and Ye Qinghan breathed a slight sigh of relief. He was going to find the Broken Water Sword, and Ye Qiao followed him aimlessly. On the way, they encountered Chu Xingzhi. After observing for a moment, she discovered that Chu Xingzhi and Ye Qiao were entangled with a spirit sword.

Chu Xingzhi: "Didn't you take a different path?" Why did you come with his senior brother?

Ye Qiao casually changed the subject: "You want to subdue Cun Xue?"

"That's right." After entering, Chu Xingzhi's eyes fell on a snow-white sword named Cun Xue.

In the icy, snow-covered landscape, every inch of snow was white. The previous owners of these swords were all cultured men, each with a more refined and elegant name than the last.

He felt that Cunxue was a perfect match for his aloof temperament.

Ye Qiao looked at Chu Xingzhi, who had a somewhat intoxicated expression, and turned to leave. Once inside, the swords all calmed down, and no one expected that a sword would still relentlessly chase after them.

She whirled around, using her bamboo shoot to block the flying sword, narrowed her eyes, and reminded him, "I have my natal sword now."

The sword tentatively took a small step closer to Ye Qiao. It was snow-white, slender, and light, like a little tail. She took a step, and it moved a step. Ye Qiao tentatively raised her hand, and the snow-white longsword immediately flew obediently into her hand. She noticed that there were three small characters engraved on the hilt.

Flying Immortal Sword

Ye Qiao hadn't expected it to come to her hand so easily. She cleared her throat and said, "I have my natal sword now."

The Flying Immortal Sword seemed deaf, remaining firmly in her hand. Finally, the Bamboo Shoots hanging at her waist seemed to have reached its limit and pounced on it.

The Flying Immortal Sword and the Unseen Lord, one black and one white, collided like lightning striking fire.

Ye Qiao tried to hold on tightly to Bujianjun, but failed and could only watch helplessly as it flew away.

Ye Qiao blurted out, "Snatch the bamboo shoots!"

The sword, which was not seen, paused slightly.

Upon hearing the name "Snake Bamboo Shoots," the Flying Immortal Sword jumped up and down, emitting a mocking "caw caw caw." Don't ask Ye Qiao how she could read mockery from a sword.

Because the moment it made a sound, it was clearly provoked. The pitch-black stick changed shape in mid-air, sometimes a sword, sometimes a scythe, and finally fixed itself on a large knife, which it slashed down fiercely at the Flying Immortal Sword.

A crisp clanging sound rang out, followed by continuous buzzing sounds. Two spirit swords were fighting fiercely for her sake. What kind of script did Ye Qiao use to conjure up this image of a scourge to the country?

Ye Qinghan's expression was subtle, as if he were looking at a scumbag. He already had his own natal sword, yet he still flirted around with other women. Ye Qiao was indeed a toxic person.

Even the swords that just pass by are slapped twice by Bujianjun, scaring the sword spirits into scattering in all directions.

Not far away, Chu Xingzhi stubbornly tamed the spirit sword, Duan Duan Cun Xue. Each strike of the bright sword was chillingly sharp, attempting to force Chu Xingzhi back.

This sword requires a wielder with a pure heart; it is testing the other's character.

The moment Chu Xingzhi saw that Cun Xue was still, his eyes lit up. He rushed over and reached out to grab Cun Xue. The boy was fast, but the spirit sword was even faster than him, and disappeared in a few moments.

He immediately followed, and ahead were Ye Qiao and Ye Qinghan. With the arrival of Cun Xue, Bu Jianjun immediately and without hesitation slapped Cun Xue hard.