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

The imperial concubine looked slightly dazed as Ye Qiao covered her head with a headscarf and descended from the sky, stepping on several people.

Well-behaved? Serious?

"Grandma." Zhou Xiu scrambled to his feet, nearly vomiting from Ye Qiao's sudden, powerful movements. He asked earnestly, "What was that thing that was chasing us just now?"

"An evil god." Ye Qiao didn't hide it.

"To be precise, it was a phantom." She paused, not forgetting to maintain her persona, and lectured him a bit, her tone like she was scolding her grandson, "Young people need to train more. Look at how fast your grandma is."

He couldn't hear what Ye Qiao said after that; his mind was filled with just two words.

Evil God...

Evil god?

Was that thing chasing them just now actually an evil god?

Zhou Xiu looked at her hesitantly, wanting to ask, "What did you do to offend it?"

It's incredibly difficult for an ordinary person to even meet an evil god.

He was genuinely curious about her background. He couldn't imagine finding another person in the cultivation world with the ability to cause trouble and escape unscathed.

Ye Qiao had no idea what Zhou Xiu was thinking. She had completely forgotten about her grandsons, and Mu Chongxi pulled her in front of her mother, introducing them enthusiastically as "my fellow disciples."

He was careful to shield the view, "my junior sister."

Ye Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then obediently let herself be led over. When she met the Consort's eyes and brows, which were exactly the same as Mu Chongxi's, she felt inexplicably embarrassed. "My name is Ye Qiao."

The elders she had met were all old men; this was the first time she had chatted with a female elder.

As soon as she finished introducing herself, Mu Chongxi couldn't wait to show off to her mother, explaining in every word how awesome Ye Qiao was.

The mother and son reminisced, and Ye Qiao consciously stepped back, standing at the back of the line with several other senior brothers.

The Imperial Concubine was slightly stunned. She believed in these things, after all, strange things had happened in the palace, but the immortal sects were still very far from normal people.

"Then you must get along well with your junior sister." After giving these two instructions, the Imperial Concubine asked about the matter she cared about most, "Xiao Xi, you've been in your sect for so long, have you found a girl you admire? How is that junior sister surnamed Ye?"

Although her style was a bit unconventional, the Imperial Concubine felt that there were probably very few normal people in their entire sect. Judging from the boastful tone her son used when talking about Ye Qiao, it was clear that the junior sister was quite remarkable.

Mu Chongxi: "..."

The demonic scene from the illusion resurfaced in his mind, and he frantically shook his head, shouting, "No, no, no! She's my junior sister!"

Junior sister, aren't they like family and friends?

The imperial concubine thought for a moment, then asked, "Are there any other female cultivators in your cultivation world?"

Mu Chongxi said, "Yes, but very few." There are only about five or six female disciples among the direct disciples.

"Any gentle and reserved ones?" The Imperial Concubine noticed that these female cultivators in the cultivation world were all quite bold. Some walked with an air of arrogance, while others, like Ye Qiao, seemed to descend from the sky. They were all too unconventional.

Gentle and reserved?

Yun Que of the Yueqing Sect?

The thought of this person sent a shiver down Mu Chongxi's spine; he would rather spend his life with a sword.

While Ye Qiao was exchanging messages with her three senior brothers, Mu Chongxi floated back, utterly exhausted.

Ye Qiao never expected that he would experience an ancient version of being pressured to get married.

Mu Chongxi is only seventeen years old this year, but if it were ancient times, he would already have a son. Unfortunately, cultivators in the cultivation world are all single, and their Changming Sect doesn't even have a master's wife. How sad.

"Junior Sister, while you were away..." Mingxuan glanced at Xue Yu and snorted twice, "We were risking our lives outside, and he was secretly flirting with someone behind our backs."

Ye Qiao was shocked.

Xue Yu: "I didn't. They were the ones who started talking to me." Xue Yu has a good temper and is good-looking, so anyone who sees her would be tempted to chat with her. Besides, since they were just trying to gather information and find more clues, Xue Yu naturally wouldn't refuse.

After saying that, Xue Yu grabbed Ming Xuan by the neck and shook him violently, "I haven't even reported you for dressing up as a woman and parading around in public yet!"

Mingxuan: "Ahhh, you're no longer the gentle third junior brother I used to be."

"Shut up." Zhou Xingyun punched each of them once, and the two righteous punches calmed down the two crazed junior brothers.

The senior brother's merciless iron fist silenced the two of them instantly.

Now that Ye Qiao has arrived, it's enough to just pile all the clues in front of her. Ming Xuan was too lazy to think. "We started by investigating the royal family and nobles. We turned the entire palace upside down and were able to roughly pinpoint a place where the evil cultivators often gathered."

"Ye Qinghan is preparing to call upon several sword cultivators from the Sword Inquiry Sect to attack and destroy their stronghold."

"Let's move tonight."

They investigated everyone involved, which was very extensive, and some nobles wanted to cover up their crimes so well that no one could find any evidence against them.

However, with so many evil cultivators mixed in, it's impossible to wipe them all out in one fell swoop. If it were truly possible to eliminate them all, the mortal realm wouldn't be sending cultivators down so frequently to deal with them.

We should eliminate as many as we can.

Ultimately, the root cause of the rampant evil cultivators lies in those insatiable nobles who, while pursuing power, also seek immortality.

The Unseen King floated out and said, "Who cares if they're innocent or not? Just summon all those suspicious members of the royal family and kill them all together."

Sword spirits are neither good nor evil; the Morning and Evening Sword floated out, swaying, and said, "Agreed."

Ye Qiao shattered the two sword spirits with a single punch. "Why are all these kids so vicious?" It's one thing to not see Jun, but why does Chaoxi have to join in this ridiculous commotion?

Song Hansheng: "Then let Ye Qinghan lead a few sword cultivators from the Sword Inquiry Sect to destroy their lair. The remaining cultivators should stay in the palace and be careful not to let those evil cultivators take advantage of any loopholes. They want to summon an evil god through a sacrificial ritual, and there will definitely be a large number of people going missing in the next few days."

Monks were also to be stationed outside the palace to keep watch.

That evening, a group of trusted disciples gathered around a large round table for a meeting. The content of the meeting made the group of disciples, who didn't want to use their brains, drowsy. Song Hansheng slammed his hand on the table without hesitation, making a vibrating sound.

This startled several sword cultivators who were slacking off and sleeping.

"What are your thoughts?" Song Hansheng asked, looking at Ming Xuan and the others who had been sleeping soundly.

Mingxuan had no opinion whatsoever; he was fast asleep, oblivious to the passage of time. The young man lowered his head deeply, pondered for a moment, and said, "I think Ye Qiao is right!"

Chu Xingzhi retorted, "I think Senior Brother is right."

"Our junior sister is absolutely right."

"You're talking nonsense."

Mingxuan: "You're talking nonsense! In crucial moments, isn't it always my junior sister we rely on?"

Song Hansheng: "?" Question marks popped up above his head. Ye Qinghan and Ye Qiao didn't say a word the whole time. How did you two manage to talk to yourselves like this?

Just as the two were about to start arguing, their respective senior brothers punched them on the head, silencing them.

Ye Qiao covered her face; to be honest, her eyes were burning again.

These two seem to have no sense of shame at all, arguing while dressed in women's clothing. I don't know what triggered this, but everyone in the Sword Inquiry Sect is wearing women's clothing. Does their cultivation world have any future?

With the arrival of the cultivators, those evil cultivators also became more restrained, but they only went from being open to operating in secret. Relying on them alone was definitely not enough, so the cultivation world successively sent down several more batches of cultivators.

Among them were close associates who had gathered together quietly.

Considering their safety, the disciples usually carry out their missions in secret, and everyone keeps a low profile. Si Miaoyan made a soft "uh" sound and stared blankly at Ming Xuan, who was dressed as a woman, passing by her. He seemed happy to see her and waved to them, telling them to come and meet up.

Miao Miao covered her mouth: "Ah. How come they went crazy after coming to the human world?"

Si Miaoyan shook her head blankly, not understanding. She truly understood less and less what these disciples were up to.

Theoretically, it's a good thing that the cultivation world sends people down to the mortal realm. With disciples from other sects coming down to help, the pressure is greatly reduced. During the day, they sweep away the evil cultivators in the vicinity, and at night, they also have to secretly investigate the hiding places of those evil cultivators.

I stayed there for two months.

They were so busy they were practically falling asleep the moment their heads hit the pillow. Strangely enough, since they arrived in the mortal realm, the five sects hadn't sent any messages down. Before, they had practically taught them everything step by step, acting like babysitters.

It's understandable that the elders can't contact Ye Qiao and the others; what they did was truly despicable, so it's understandable that they don't want to contact them, but...

She poked at the jade slip with the horizontal blade, "Has no message or instruction been relayed down?"

Duan Hengdao shook his head: "No. Maybe they want to test our ability to handle things? That's why they haven't contacted us?"

Ye Qiao pondered for a moment. He planned to return to the cultivation world after the matter was resolved.

The evil cultivators are impossible to deal with completely. While they are arresting people, those evil cultivators are also very good at hiding and evading. If they can't be dealt with in time, they will have no choice but to let that evil spirit descend.

That could be a huge problem.

Evil gods won't bother ordinary people, but they will bother the cultivation world.

The troublesome nature of evil cultivators is no less than that of demons; even if the elders came in person, they could not resolve the issue in one go.

They have wasted a very long time on earth.

All Ye Qiao and her companions could do was save as many people as possible, running back and forth to rescue the ordinary people who were being sacrificed. She also witnessed many people being killed, some of whom were simply a step too late and were mercilessly slit at the throat and sacrificed to evil beings.

For two consecutive months, my mindset was affected to some extent.

The atmosphere became somewhat somber.

Ye Qinghan said calmly, "We'll go back after we've settled things in the mortal realm. I'm curious, do they plan to keep hiding like this indefinitely?"

"Of course not." Zhu You shook her head. "They're probably waiting for the sacrifice to be almost complete before coming to take revenge on us."

The cultivators and the evil cultivators had been at odds for nearly two months. The evil cultivators' progress was greatly delayed, but it was only a slight slowdown. The cultivators could not stop them all the time, and the whole palace was filled with panic.

"I feel it's about time to reveal myself." Ye Qiao stretched. "Let's protect the ordinary people first. I'll go discuss it with the cultivators."

The evil god's power continues to grow. She has three constraints at her disposal, but preventing the evil god from manifesting in the world would be ideal. Constraints don't necessarily mean she can command the other party. There are loopholes that it can exploit if it wants to disobey.

The cultivators in the cultivation world all have their own organizations and leaders. Si Miaoyan tried to communicate with them, but no one was willing to talk to her and they all looked down on her.

Si Miaoyan was helpless. It was Ye Qiao who defeated these people by being shameless. She created the persona of an old lady for herself and relied on the perfect suppression of age and moral blackmail to make those cultivators reluctantly agree to listen to her for a few words.

Half of the disciples were sent outside to evacuate the crowd, so as to prevent panic if the evil god were to actually appear in the world. The other half stayed in the palace to confront those evil cultivators head-on.

Thanks to the camaraderie forged in the fierce battles within the Grand Competition Secret Realm, the five sects cooperated fairly well, and Fu Xiu reinforced the formation.

The group waited for the evil cultivators' next move, holding their breath and standing outside.

Ye Qiao wasn't so nervous. She looked up at the sky and realized that she would probably not appear until evening.

As the sun set, fearing that the ordinary people would run around in terror, Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan set up a confinement array to trap them inside, which served as a form of protection.

Theoretically speaking, once the barrier is set up, even if the evil god were to descend into the world, it would still be just an evil entity. There are ways to deal with it, and even if they can't, the elders are not to be underestimated, so there shouldn't be any major danger.

But now that we can't contact the elders, we have no choice but to bite the bullet and go ahead.

Ye Qiao tried to contact Xie Chuxue for a long time, but only managed to reach her. Xie Chuxue's voice was a little slurred, "Ah? You've all gone to the human world? Then stay there and don't come back yet."

"Evil things," Xie Chuxue replied even more casually, "They don't have much intelligence, so we just need to find a way to seal them away."

Ye Qiao's lips twitched, and she pressed, "How do you seal it?"

"The people of Yueqing Sect understand these things. Let Song Hansheng take his men with him. Yun Que..." Xie Chuxue paused, her tone turning cold, "...It's not important that we're missing Yun Que. You go and take its place. Find a way to seal it away. You all stay obediently in the mortal realm."

It seems that something quite significant has indeed happened.

Ye Qiao suddenly felt that asking them to come down might not be for any mission, but more like seeking refuge.

She shook her head, stopping her wild thoughts. Not only was the palace in chaos, but the outside world was too.

If the elders weren't coming to help, then something really must have happened. Ye Qiao took a deep breath and calmed down. As night fell, the evil cultivators who had been hiding for nearly two months finally made their move. This time, they were clearly confident.

They're already preparing to summon an evil god, so they must have some confidence, right?

But looking at the arrogant faces of these evil cultivators, Ye Qiao couldn't help but chuckle twice, wondering if that evil god would dare to show himself.

She imposed three constraints on it, and this was even under the premise that the evil god considered her an evil cultivator. If an evil cultivator were to summon it, its first reaction would definitely be that he had ill intentions.

Whether the sacrifice will succeed is another matter entirely. Whether the evil god dares to respond is yet another question altogether.

It would be best if it didn't come out, but if it dared to, Ye Qiao wouldn't mind giving these evil cultivators a surprise.