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

"How dare you speak to your grandmother like that?" No matter how fast it is, it can't outrun light. It couldn't escape the flying sword, and the light refracted and fell on its body, leaving it nowhere to hide.

Light-attribute spirit swords are the natural nemesis of evil creatures.

The moment it struck, it cut through the air, the motion like hitting a dog.

The moment the light touched him, it was like hot oil being poured on him, making a sizzling sound. The evil spirit's body was dissolved, but it managed to come back together through sheer willpower.

He stared in disbelief as Ye Qiao, wielding a sword, repeatedly called out "unfilial descendants" and "good grandsons" as she whipped the evil spirit beyond recognition.

Holy crap, his milk is awesome.

After whipping it beyond recognition, Ye Qiao grabbed the evil spirit with her bare hands, snorted, and said, "I'll go have a chat with it and teach this unfilial descendant a lesson." With that, she left with a profound sense of accomplishment and humility.

The group that remained was slightly disorganized.

The girl in green stared blankly for a moment, then took a deep breath: "See, see, I told you this old lady was unusual."

"And... I've never seen anyone use that sword of hers." She stroked her chin, looking at the sword light, which seemed to be the main light? That was extremely rare; she had never heard of such a sword on the Spirit Sword Ranking.

"The Flying Immortal Sword?"

Zhou Xiu shook his head: "Impossible. The Flying Immortal Sword is still in the Sword Cave. I have heard that the disciples went in to choose their own swords, and Ye Qinghan's Broken Water Sword, Cun Xue and Luo Shui have successively recognized their masters."

"Later..." he said in a strange tone, "it is said that the elders of the Sword Inquiry Sect were furious, and it seems that several swords followed the people of the Changming Sect."

If he were from the Sword Inquiry Sect, he would also be furious.

But no matter what, this self-proclaimed sixty-year-old grandmother is definitely strange. At the very least, she's not simple. The girl in green patted Zhou Xiu, "You should spend more time getting to know her. Maybe she really is some kind of expert, just infiltrating the group to test us out of boredom."

Zhou Xiu nodded; of course he knew.

After this experience, it seems that her eccentric personality is not unbearable after all.

*

Ye Qiao was fiddling with the evil spirit that had fallen into her hands. She reached out and pressed it down, squeezing it tightly, and threatened fiercely, "You don't want to be burned to ashes, do you?"

The evil spirit shrieked and tried to scatter and escape, but naturally failed. Phoenix Fire and the Flying Immortal Sword were natural nemesis of such evil creatures. It would get a beating the moment it tried to run away.

Having witnessed the power of the Flying Immortal Sword in her hand, the evil spirit looked at her and nodded obsequiously.

The evil spirit is not an individual, but an omnipresent creature. Ye Qiao caught one and made it call for help. The snowball slowly grew bigger and bigger. After controlling it within a certain range that she could handle, she formed another ball of evil spirit.

I neatly rolled out more than a dozen evil-evil dumplings.

But evil spirits only have self-awareness; devouring is their instinct. They cannot be restrained or bound by contract, so catching them is pointless.

Moreover, it can only be burned, not chopped up, because if it is not burned completely, it will quickly come back.

Very troublesome.

Xiaoxi tilted its head and looked at it, "We can kill it now."

Just kill it within the domain. Although you can't kill it in one go, you can do it several times. The domain is its territory.

"No need to kill it." Ye Qiao patted Xiao Qi's head. "Keep it locked up; it'll be useful later."

Xiaoqi obediently agreed.

The domain doesn't include living creatures, except for KFC, which consists of contracted beasts. Entering is fine, but evil spirits don't count as living creatures.

Of course, swords don't count either.

The field has been quite lively these past few days.

Several swords flew around erratically, beating up Fei Xian. Why were they attacking it? Because Ye Qiao liked to use it.

The others never even touched her.

Fei Xian shook the sword, and the evil spirits immediately scurried away like rats.

The Frost Sword poked it, and a layer of ice spread from the tip of the sword, causing the evil spirit to scream even more miserably.

Frost was somewhat bewildered.

so weak.

The weak.

In the eyes of a swordsman, there is no right or wrong, only rank and strength. Once you are labeled as weak, you will only be bullied to death.

As expected, upon seeing its reaction, the two lovers, Jinghong and Lueying, briefly separated and circled around it.

"Where did this little piece of trash come from?" Without seeing Jun transform into human form, the wicked one rolled the evil spirit into a ball and kicked it around for fun.

He and Xiaoqi didn't get along very well.

A sword that wields slaughter, and a ruthless little devil who kills without blinking an eye—neither of them are good people.

They were constantly fighting fiercely. Now that something new has come in, they've decided to temporarily put aside their grudges and focus on messing with the evil spirit.

Hehehe, this is so much fun.

The evil spirit has gone mad.

What kind of demons are these?

……

Meanwhile, the situation in the palace was also quite lively. Along with a large number of cultivators entering the palace, there were also quite a few charlatans from the martial arts world. They all looked like immortals, holding whisks, and their air of superiority was even higher than that of the elders in their sects.

Mingxuan started staring at those charlatans, muttering to himself that he was beginning to doubt his own existence, "Ugh, I just feel like..."

Those elders in their sect are probably fake.

They have no sense of decorum. All they talk about is making them lose money.

Those charlatans were quite convincing, spouting a bunch of pretentious nonsense, and received the highest level of treatment.

Recently, several groups of people claiming to be cultivators have entered the palace. Some are genuine, some are fake. The highest cultivation level of the real cultivators is only at the Golden Core stage. Relying on them to eliminate evil cultivators is definitely not as good as relying on these disciples.

However, Mu Chongxi's biological father placed some hope in these swindlers, giving them the highest level of treatment and treating them with great respect, while also taking the opportunity to scold his son.

"Show respect to the Taoist priest."

He had a terrible headache.

Ever since that charlatan abducted the child, he's only been seen a few times a year. The few times they do manage to meet, he leaves in a hurry the next day. When asked where he's going, Mu Chongxi always blurts out, "Cultivation."

He was almost driven mad with anger.

The throne is definitely not going to go to this kid, but the royal family can't have a charlatan either. It had been a long time since they last met. When they did, this brat started talking mysteriously, saying that they had come on a mission and that he needed to settle his fellow disciples.

The emperor, his mood unclear, glanced at his fellow disciples: several female cultivators walking with a bold stride, and a few chattering teenagers arguing about something.

He doesn't look like a respectable person at all.

Mu Chongxi replied dismissively, "Oh, how could there be any cultivators among them? They're all just a bunch of shamans."

Only his father would believe in such superstitious tricks.

Mu Chongxi pointed to several of his close disciples below, "Look, these are my fellow disciples."

The emperor's words were ambiguous: "Are they also a group of shamans?"

Mu Chongxi bristled: "No, no! We're respectable people. You'll see when my junior sister arrives; she's the most respectable one." Yes, that's right. Under normal circumstances, Ye Qiao is a very reliable person.

Then his father chuckled softly twice.

They tolerated his attempt to save face.

No matter how you look at it, these people are anything but serious, aren't they?

Mu Chongxi scratched his head. "Really, they're all pretty capable. Anyway, we'll protect this place. It's our responsibility."

The most talented peers in the cultivation world are basically all here.

When the fight breaks out, I hope his father will still be so convinced that they are all just a bunch of shamans.

It's worth mentioning that Qin Huai and Ye Qinghan, along with a group of sword cultivators, were forced to dress as women.

Not to mention Ye Qiao's fame, these guys are just too eye-catching.

Especially for those geniuses who become famous in the competition, if they don't disguise themselves, just dealing with the cultivators who want to capture them would be troublesome enough.

That's great. I can already imagine a group of delicate girls tearing open their skirts and deftly drawing their swords to fight when the fight breaks out.

Mu Chongxi shuddered.

On the other side, Song Hansheng and Mingxuan were eliminating suspicious individuals one by one.

"Why hasn't Ye Qiao arrived yet?"

If Ye Qiao didn't come to the gathering soon, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist throwing a talisman at the group of shamans. Those people were not only chanting incantations, but also trying to throw glutinous rice at him. Song Hansheng, who had a cleanliness obsession, was going crazy.

Mingxuan nodded: "Ye Qiao is being quiet... either she's causing trouble, or she's on her way to cause more trouble, right?"

"Calm down, Song Hansheng. Even without Ye Qiao, we can still handle these things." He clapped his hands. "Trust me, I'm a genius."

Song Han sneered, looking Ming Xuan, who was dressed in women's clothing without any shame, up and down: "You think you can rely on me?"

Relying on these oddballs, Song Hansheng preferred to believe that Ye Qiao would save the world.

Destroy it, really.

"Actually, you're quite pretty, Ye Qinghan," Xue Yu smiled. He didn't know what had happened to the Sword Inquiry Sect, but it probably wasn't pleasant; otherwise, there would be no reason for Ye Qinghan to dress like this.

Ye Qinghan said calmly, "Shut up."

There are many ways to summon evil gods, and sacrificing cultivators is one of them. With the infiltration of a large number of cultivators from the imperial palace, those evil cultivators seemed to have calmed down a lot, but this was more like the calm before the storm.

……

Many cultivators gathered at the palace. After Zhou Xiu received the news, they discussed it for a moment. The girl in green paused and said, "I heard that many cultivators have gathered at the palace."

"Then let's go find evil cultivators elsewhere first."

It's not just in the imperial palace that evil cultivators lurk; perhaps other kings, nobles, and generals also hide many such practitioners, secretly carrying out various sacrifices.

Ye Qiao thought so too. With the four chief disciples of the five sects in the palace, there shouldn't be any problems.

Zhou Xiu nodded in agreement: "Many people have gone missing recently."

However, only cultivators went missing; ordinary people were unharmed.

The heretical cultivators also dared not commit mass killings, otherwise they would be in big trouble if they were discovered.

Zhou Xiu and his group planned to sneak into a royal mansion that was suspected of harboring many evil cultivators overnight. They did so deliberately without Ye Qiao's knowledge, since she seemed to have difficulty moving around, both from the time they met and spent the past two days with her.

They do understand the importance of respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

Ye Qiao followed them slowly after they left.

The cultivators had their own way of communicating with each other, exchanging clues, and finally decided to go to a royal palace to lure the enemy in and coordinate an attack from the inside.

They went up to provoke them, then pretended to be caught, which made a group of evil cultivators sneer and lock them up in a secluded place with a formation.

Such a fake method is obvious to anyone with eyes; these cultivators are suspicious.

Ye Qiao, who was following behind, watched with great interest. Being a lazy person, she naturally chose the most comfortable way to complete the task: to slack off.

With her fellow disciples working hard in the palace, that was enough; of course, she chose to follow the cultivators and reap the benefits.

Seeing that Zhou Xiu and the other cultivators had been taken away and imprisoned by the evil cultivators, Ye Qiao stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then took out the contents of his mustard seed bag and threw them all into his Small Abode Domain. The domain cannot store living people for too long, but inanimate objects are fine.

She threw everything into the mustard seed bag, then put a few heavy stones into it and hung it on her waist. With everything ready, Ye Qiao took a step on the breeze, lightly stepped onto the bricks, and landed in mid-air. She looked around and carefully memorized the general layout of the Prince's mansion.

KFC: "What are you doing now?"

Ye Qiao wrote it down without turning her head: "Prepare for an escape route."

"?"

okay.

KFC understood; it was about to be hunted down along with Ye Qiao again.

The last time it was the Eight Great Families' guards, the time before that it was the demons, and the time before that it was the ghost cultivators.

The five disciples were also deeply in love with her, and they often chased after her relentlessly in the secret realm.

Is it the turn of heretical practitioners this time?

She came for both the mission and these so-called evil gods. There should be more than one evil god; in a sense, they are not gods at all, but just powerful evil beings.

It needs to be brought to the world through special means because it is very powerful and can also help some cultivators improve their cultivation.

This has led many evil cultivators to flock to it, hoping to raise the other party and fulfill their desire to become stronger.

This illegitimate cultivation method is explicitly forbidden in the cultivation world. With a group of powerful figures overseeing it, those evil cultivators are like rats in the gutter. They can only hide and constantly change locations to perform their rituals.

Because there are too many powerful figures in the cultivation world, this approach is not very effective.

The amount of power they can receive is pitifully small.

There are always more ways than difficulties.

The cultivation world could not tolerate them, so the evil cultivators simply went to the mortal realm to continue raising evil gods, gathering a large number of ordinary people to serve them and stirring up trouble.

Ye Qiao strode in casually and knocked on the door: "Hi?"

Is anyone there?