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

At the same time, Ye Qiao had already encountered the group of demonic beasts. She kept recalling the overwhelming momentum of her fourth senior brother's sword strike. She stepped on the wind to increase her speed and quickly dodged the locusts that swooped down.

Unable to escape, Ye Qiao remained calm after being caught. With a flick of her wrist, she severed the sword hilt and rolled down. The beast roared and opened its mouth wide, ready to swallow her whole.

Ye Qiao pushed off the ground with all her might, but was still swept away by the wings and sent flying to the ground. Just as it was about to pounce again, she slashed the Xuan Sword in her hand in the direction it was coming from.

The gentle sword wind fell on the demon beast like a sharp blade, piercing its tough flesh. The demon beast opened its mouth wide and let out a mournful cry, struggling more and more violently.

Ye Qiao plunged the tip of her sword deep into its soft abdomen, and fearing it might not die, she pounded it twice more.

He fought tirelessly, constantly adjusting his incorrect posture, without even realizing that the speed of the sword shadows in his hand was gradually increasing and becoming lighter.

Like the wind, like a knife, it instantly plunged into the horde of monsters, piercing the abdomen of a massive yellow beast that collapsed to the ground, blood gushing out.

Ye Qiao was exhausted and panting heavily, feeling completely refreshed, although she couldn't match the power of Mu Chongxi's sword that killed dozens of demonic beasts.

But she had already mastered the sword technique to about 70-80% accuracy.

Xue Yu was secretly surprised to see this. He rarely praised her, saying, "You've adapted well. Including the time you spent in the outer sect, Junior Sister has only been in the sect for less than half a year. In just a few months, you've been able to use the first move of the Qingfeng Technique seven or eight tenths of the way. Junior Sister's talent in swordsmanship seems to be no less than yours."

What Xue Yu couldn't understand was, if she could really comprehend the first move of the Qingfeng Technique, then why did her junior sister's grades in the outer sect always hover around average?

Mu Chongxi fell into deep thought, questioning the meaning of life.

After a long silence, he spoke with difficulty, "But the problem is... Junior Sister hasn't had time to learn the first move of the Qingfeng Technique yet."

During these two months of classes, Elder Duan only taught Ye Qiao the basic technique of Stepping on the Breeze, and didn't have time to teach her the first sword technique of the Breeze Technique.

Ye Qiao learned the basic sword techniques of the Qingfeng Technique after watching it once, but she was afraid of being noticed, so she just went through the motions during the test and never had the chance to practice them completely.

Duan Yu hadn't had time to teach her the other sword techniques yet, and Ye Qiao knew this was a great opportunity to train. Whether before or after her transmigration, her principle had always been: learn what you can, and leave what you don't know as is.

Fortunately, the things I've learned so far haven't been too difficult.

As Song Hansheng watched Ye Qiao's figure constantly weaving through the horde of demonic beasts, his eyes darkened slightly. Ever since he learned that this group of people were direct disciples of the Changming Sect, he had to take them seriously.

They will be the opponents of the Moon Purity Sect in the future grand competition.

He was particularly good at judging people, especially the girl who was fighting the monster. She was very perceptive and her talent was definitely not bad.

As the saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle." Song Hansheng was thick-skinned enough that he acted as if the previous friction had never happened. He walked up to Ming Xuan and tried to find out information indirectly.

"Where did your Changming Sect find this disciple? Is he a sword cultivator?"

Mingxuan was shocked by his shamelessness. To be honest, Changming Sect and Yueqing Sect were not familiar with each other, especially since he had just ambushed his junior sister. He curled his lip and was about to scold Song Hansheng when Xue Yu stopped him.

Xue Yu smiled slightly: "I can't compare to your junior sister's talent." His voice was gentle: "Ye Qiao is a junior sister we picked up from the outer sect."

"It can't compare to those with top-grade spiritual roots. At most, it's just that its memory is a little better." Xue Yu lowered his head and pondered for a moment as if he were serious. "It's about the level of photographic memory."

Su Zhuo was stunned.

Leaf, leaf curl...?

Is it a coincidence that they share the same name?

He vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Come to think of it, that girl's voice really does sound somewhat similar to my second senior sister's.

After her second senior sister went down the mountain, she disappeared without a trace. Moreover, given her talent, she could at most become an inner disciple in a small sect. Su Zhuo never considered Ye Qiao as a possible candidate.

But now, it seems he has no choice but to believe it.

How could there be so many coincidences? Same voice, same name, and both are sword cultivators.

Yun Que's pupils trembled slightly, also caught off guard by this news.

She had seen Ye Qiao's face before; she was indeed her second senior sister...

Yun Que's voice was somewhat weak. She pursed her lips, and, unwilling to give up, tentatively asked, "Is Senior Sister Ye Qiao also a direct disciple of the Changming Sect?"

"Otherwise, do you think just anyone can make us call them Junior Sister?" Mingxuan asked, surprised. Then, glancing at Yun Que's fleeting, seemingly resentful gaze, he chuckled, "Really? You don't actually think being a personal disciple is some kind of impressive status, do you?"

Yun Que truly believed this, or rather, she simply couldn't accept that someone who was inferior to her in every way had suddenly become just like her and had become her personal disciple.

Her eyes darted away. "Senior Brother Mingxuan, why are you being so aggressive? I was just asking a question."

Mingxuan shrugged with a half-smile: "If that's what you think, then there's nothing I can do."

These words caused a huge uproar.

The disciples outside the barrier had already squatted down to watch the show, while the rogue cultivators who were casually eating melon seeds were stunned when they heard these words.

"A direct disciple of the Changming Sect? Have these major sects gone mad? They're all crowding into minor secret realms."

"I know all four of Mu Chongxi's disciples, but where did this junior sister come from?"

"You must have just been accepted. You've been so quiet and discreet. I only found out now that the Changming Sect is accepting disciples."

"But isn't the Changming Sect known for its kind and benevolent image? How could they do something like seizing the medicinal herb fields...?"

A cultivator from the Changming Sect territory timidly raised his hand, "It's a bit immoral to say it, but it's quite satisfying to watch."

"Moreover, this year's new junior sister from Changming Sect is quite impressive."

Ye Qiao's swordsmanship may still be somewhat immature, but the flowing sword energy is pure and rich, not inferior to Mu Chongxi's sword strike just now.

"What's so great about that?" one rogue cultivator said dismissively. "If it were Junior Sister Yun Que, she could definitely do it too."

It wasn't just the independent cultivators outside who shared this idea; Song Hansheng thought the same way.

Song Hansheng didn't know Ye Qiao; he was just so angry that his stomach hurt.

So you have a photographic memory?!

Right? !

He was quite provoked by Xue Yu's Versailles-like rebuke. Who doesn't have a junior sister with extraordinary talent?

Song Hansheng pulled Yun Que back, his voice cold and deep, "Junior Sister, you should come too. This is a good opportunity for training." He added, "There won't be any danger; those demonic beasts have very low cultivation levels."

"Senior Brother Song, I don't want to go... I'm scared." Yun Que gripped Song Hansheng's sleeve tightly, shaking her head, her eyes reddening again. "They're too disgusting."

Song Hansheng was getting anxious. Didn't he see that the Changming Sect members were already on a killing spree? If he didn't go out and show off his skills now, the Changming Sect would steal all the limelight.

Seeing this, Su Zhuo quickly spoke up for her, "Senior Brother Song, Junior Sister is still young."

"Sixteen is still young," Song Hansheng said, finally losing his temper. "Is she a giant baby?"

As the two argued, the cultivator outside who had just been speaking up for the Yueqing Sect fell silent.