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

Because they didn't know when those evil cultivators planned to take desperate measures, they had to keep watch outside at all times, paying attention to the slightest movement. Chu Xingzhi got tired of keeping watch and started frantically typing on jade slips, asking how the investigation with the Eight Great Families was going and when they could return.

The result, of course, was that there was no response.

"When you came to the mortal realm, didn't the elders ask you to carry a message?"

Xue Yu turned to ask the members of the Biyue Sect. The Biyue Sect was considered a very laid-back sect, and this prison break had nothing to do with them, so they should know something.

Stared at like that by Xue Yu, Si Miaoyan shook her head, "I'm sorry, we haven't received any information either."

"But Ye Qinghan and the others are definitely innocent. It's just that the eight great families' reputations were trampled on by you not long ago, so they're bound to be angry. They'll be fine once this period is over."

"What about Yun Que's punishment?"

Chu Xingzhi squeezed to the side and said fiercely, "It's all her fault that we innocent people have ended up like this. We must not let her get away with this."

"..." He's too good at ruining the atmosphere. Si Miaoyan decided to ignore Chu Xingzhi and continued, "I feel that the Yueqing Sect would definitely be reluctant to abolish cultivation, but if the demonic cultivator was really let in by her, the Yueqing Sect's dissatisfaction is useless. But there's something strange about it, she seems to be fearless."

How could she remain so calm and composed under the rule of the Eight Great Families and the Five Sects? Is it because she is ignorant and fearless, or does she have some hidden trump card?

Ye Qiao let out a soft "oh".

She hadn't joined in the conversation when her sudden "Oh!" drew their attention. Ye Qinghan asked, "Do you have any thoughts on this?"

Ye Qiao's tone was ambiguous: "Yes, maybe some young master of the demon race or the demon king of the demon realm will come to her rescue."

These are all things that can't be said for sure.

Ye Qiao always kept to herself and didn't care if Yun Que found another suitor or another protector.

But if anyone dares to provoke her, Ye Qiao wouldn't mind tearing her protector apart.

"You mean, someone will save her?" Si Miaoyan strangely followed Ye Qiao's train of thought. She couldn't help but think of something that happened a long time ago, when Yun Que was on a mission about the demon race and there was a man with her.

Ye Qiao shrugged. "Perhaps."

Her vague words made Si Miaoyan even more suspicious. She tugged at the jade slip, trying to contact the elder. Chu Xingzhi noticed her actions and asked warily, "Si Miaoyan, what are you doing?"

Si Miao said, "Contact the elder and ask him if he can keep a close watch on the water dungeon where Yun Que lives."

After several attempts, she still received no reply. Si Miaoyan was helpless. It seemed that since she had only been in the human world for a few days, the elders had been frequently out of contact, and she wondered what had happened to them.

"Maybe they're held up by something." Ye Qiao clapped her hands. "Otherwise, there's no reason they wouldn't contact us. We can't count on the elders, so let's do it ourselves."

The first step now is to appease the ordinary people. In the past few days, the evil practitioners have caused chaos, resulting in many people going missing and causing widespread panic.

The talisman cultivators set up a barrier, trapping them inside the palace and preventing them from entering or leaving, which caused dissatisfaction among many members of the royal family, who questioned who these cultivators really were.

"I think you people are simply ignorant of your place and deceitful to the emperor."

Si Miao said, "Grandpa, please let us explain..."

Mu Chongxi went to give her own father psychological counseling, while the rest were members of the royal family who were trapped in the palace and could not enter or leave.

He wouldn't listen, asking, "What are you people really up to?"

Si Miaoyan: "We..." She was naturally gentle, and was interrupted after only a few sentences, which made her feel a little helpless.

Ye Qinghan impatiently pressed his sword against the old man's neck, his eyes cold: "Now, can you listen to us properly?"

The other person's voice instantly caught in their throat, becoming as quiet as a chicken.

Si Miaoyan looked at the restless royal family members and said softly, "We are cultivators from the cultivation world. The disappearance of so many people in the imperial city is most likely caused by evil spirits. You don't have to believe us."

"But we won't joke about the lives of the people here."

"So please be patient."

Si Miaoyan seemed too gentle and not very credible. Ye Qinghan frowned and prepared to go up and intimidate them himself.

Just then, the door suddenly opened.

Led by Ye Qiao, a few members of the Changming Sect casually kicked open the door. "Yes. That's right, it's our responsibility."

Zhu You covered her face in distress.

"..." Where did you Changming Sect learn to kick down doors at the drop of a hat?

With the arrival of the Changming Sect, the tense atmosphere vanished. Ye Qiao walked over leisurely, adopting the demeanor of a leader of the five sects, and said, "If you don't believe them, you can believe in me. Those who believe in me will have eternal life."

Her narcissism is so extreme that you just want to smack her on the head.

But sometimes, confidence has its advantages. A person with a gentle personality can't handle a situation, but Ye Qiao can perfectly control the situation.

"Even if you don't believe us, you can at least believe her, right?" Song Hansheng was getting annoyed with them. At this point, even though he couldn't stand Ye Qiao's smugness, he could only go along with it. "We're the number one in the cultivation world, believing her shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"You could randomly pick a cultivator; they might not have seen what she looks like, but they've definitely heard of her name."

Ye Qiao smiled and said, "With me here, there won't be any problems. Don't worry."

They calmed down. These people were definitely not ordinary people. They couldn't get out of the formation, but these people could come and go freely. Moreover, they were all royalty. Having reached such a position, they had some understanding of the mysterious things.

Some of the older ones had even dealt with cultivators before, and they didn't believe it was just because these people looked too young.

Mu Chongxi followed behind the emperor. No one knew how Mu Chongxi had persuaded the other party. The emperor looked somewhat dazed, as if his worldview had been refreshed. He cupped his hands and solemnly said, "In that case, I'll leave it to you."

Seeing that she had finally persuaded these people to stay quiet, Si Miaoyan breathed a slight sigh of relief. "Let's go."

Once the preparations are complete for the people in the palace, the rest is up to them to handle.

As the time drew near and darkness fell, the grass ball lay dormant like a lurking beast, poised to pounce. Several Nascent Soul cultivators expanded their divine senses, watching for any movement around them. In the dead of night, the grass ball gently rolled, and Ye Qinghan said, "They're here."

"But it's not fully here yet," Ye Qiao added for him, since there was still no movement from the evil god's side.

This made Ye Qiao even more confused about what this evil god was trying to do. Instead of going out, it sent its underlings up to give them a taste of its own medicine? Interesting.

The evil cultivators were all after the cultivators. They outnumbered the cultivators and had been lying in wait for more than two months. They all showed up at once and headed straight for them.

He kept muttering incantations, repeatedly shouting "For my Lord!"

Completely brainwashed, his evil aura spread out, locking onto several high-level cultivators, and then entangling them in a completely reckless fighting style.

Dan Xiu had little combat power, but Si Miaoyan was another matter. She gently played a melodious flute, and the moment it started, the sword cultivators were more or less momentarily stunned, and those who seized the opportunity killed her with a single sword strike.

"Hasn't the evil god appeared?"

"No, at least I didn't feel any sense of oppression."

Ye Qiao had summoned it, and the sense of oppression was very strong.

If it were to actually happen, the situation wouldn't be like it is today.

While frantically trying to figure out the evil god's intentions, Ye Qiao was also dealing with the evil cultivators who were rushing towards her. She didn't even notice that she had only injured someone with the bamboo shoot-grabbing technique before moving on to her next target.

She did it instinctively, as did Mu Chongxi and the others, only resulting in injuries.

Seeing these indecisive disciples, several cultivators rolled their eyes and swiftly took the lives of those evil cultivators for them.

"This is not a competition between you. Those evil cultivators deserved to die. What kind of behavior is it to hesitate in your actions?"

Two are at the Nascent Soul stage, and the rest are at the late to mid-stage or peak of the Golden Core stage.

Where in the cultivation world do so many geniuses at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages in their teens come from? Their identities are then easy to identify.

A group of precious disciples from five different lineages were personally instructed.

"Just treat it like you're killing a monster." Seeing them all dawdling, a few rogue cultivators who had watched their competition couldn't help but cheer her on, "Langlang! Where's that fierce energy you had when chasing monsters?"

"Kill them!"

"Even with all your fellow disciples dead, you still managed to take on nine of them single-handedly, Langlang!"

Ye Qiao almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Is it appropriate to mention this shameful title at this time?

She moved her wrist and took a deep breath: "I know, I know." She wouldn't show any mercy.

Zhou Xingyun was the first to come to his senses. He twisted his wrist and aimed at the other man's vital spot, the scent of blood spreading out. The man easily dodged the attack, without getting his clothes dirty.

This is the first time this group of inexperienced disciples has killed someone.

"Song Hansheng. What are you standing there for? Come and help."

Song Hansheng held several talismans in his hand. "Are you ordering me around?"

Mu Chongxi urged, "Hurry up." No matter how powerful a sword cultivator is, in this kind of team battle, they can't cover as much area as a talisman cultivator. He said impatiently, "I'll cover you, stop babbling."

Song Hansheng reluctantly walked over, talismans swirling around him as he scattered them without looking up. "Why did you make us come here to save people?"

Why protect these people? Song Hansheng couldn't understand it.

Are cultivators just asking for trouble? They started cultivating simply to live up to the expectations of their sects and families.

"Responsibility. This is our responsibility." Mu Chongxi kicked the evil cultivator away and thrust his sword down. The Chaoxi Sword materialized and fought alongside him.

"Didn't Ye Qiao stop you without hesitation back then?" Regardless of anything else, this was simply what a cultivator should do.

That scene is clearly recorded in the photo stone.

Song Hansheng sneered, "So your Changming Sect is the dumbest."

If it were him, he definitely wouldn't reach out.

Mu Chongxi rolled her eyes at him and continued to cover Song Hansheng's actions. A sword cultivator was needed to protect the talisman cultivators, while the alchemists could stay within the safe barrier.

Zhou Xiu saw his grandmother among them, and she was holding a sword. Her swordsmanship was so powerful that it was almost a blur. The sword shadows were so intense that they blinded him for a moment, and he thought of all the torment she had inflicted on him on the way.

I feel like I've been cheated.

Zhou Xiu couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly are you?"

Their methods of pulling off these dirty tricks are probably no less outrageous than those of the Changming Sect.

Ye Qiao glanced at it; it was her grandson.

She wasn't in the mood to tease him and replied, "Within the Changming Sect, guess."

Four rune arrays were activated in succession, but many evil cultivators were still jumping around, and their target was clear: the person they had personally sent.

"Make way, make way, let me have it." Mingxuan pulled out a stack of talismans from under her skirt.

With a shout of "Break!", electricity surged forth, crackling and exploding, as surging spiritual energy swept outwards, creating a commotion.

"...?"

Oh no, Mingxuan simply hung the mustard seed bag on his waist. The mustard seed bag was too conspicuous, and he was afraid that people would recognize his identity, so he covered it with his skirt.

But to others, it simply appeared as if this female nun had boldly pulled out a dozen talismans from under her skirt.

Then Chu Xingzhi also pulled a sword out from under his skirt.

The snow was hanging from his waist; he took it out from his waist. To outsiders, it looked like a bizarre combination.

"……"OK.

All five of you are awesome.

Turning around, the scene on the other side was even more ferocious. Qin Huai, finding the skirt in the way, tore it to shreds with one hand, easily jumped up, and several sword energies materialized, a silver dragon leaping up.

The Qingfeng Sword in his hand transformed into an invisible blade, and the young man fought his way to the front through sheer violence and bloodshed.

Such fierce sword intent, such formidable swordsmanship...

So why do you all want to tear your skirts?

Ye Qiao was amused by this rare scene, so he simply opened the recording stone, stuffed it into his pocket, and planned to sell it at an auction when he returned to the sect.

A bright, pale green sword aura was scattered, and the vibrant flowers stood out starkly in the chaos of battle. The moment the sword intent of the Path of All Living Beings was unleashed, it inexplicably calmed people's restless emotions.

A gentle breeze dispersed the surrounding evil energy, and Ye Qiao frowned as she looked up at the sky, feeling that something was vaguely amiss.

She and Mingxuan stood back to back, covering for each other, and whispered, "The evil god hasn't arrived yet. Why do you think these evil cultivators would attack us?"

Mingxuan narrowed his eyes, looking at the black mist-like gas. He vaguely sensed something was wrong. "...I have a feeling...the 'master' they're talking about is someone else entirely."

Is it someone else?

Ye Qiao began to ponder what exactly was wrong.

On the other side, Zhou Xiu was also having a frantic brainstorming session.

Grandma Li's strength is beyond doubt. Although they are both at the Golden Core stage, there is still a big difference between a Golden Core cultivator who has been personally taught and an ordinary person.

Being able to fight alongside those arrogant and aloof protégés, it's obvious that they're no ordinary people.

The girl in green spoke with a hint of sadness, as if she had been deceived. She brandished her sword and sighed, "Haven't you figured it out yet?"

"That stick, is it called 'Never See You,' or 'Stealing Bamboo Shoots'? It doesn't matter anymore."

"Treading on the gentle breeze and never seeing you." The other person paused for a moment, then continued, "Within the Changming Sect, who else do you think she could be?"

Honestly, it's fun to team up with the number one cultivator in the cultivation world; it would be even better if we didn't get tricked.

Poor Zhou Xiu was completely fooled from beginning to end.

Aside from Ye Qiao of the Changming Sect, who else could be so provocative, provoking an evil god and escaping unscathed?

Zhou Xiu suddenly stopped. If she remembered correctly, Changming Sect only had one junior sister, right?

This devastating news caused his voice to tremble slightly, "My grandmother, Ye Qiao of the Changming Sect?"