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

Ye Qiao easily drove away the Wenjian Sect members with the help of the recording stone. Without the Wenjian Sect, which had the highest martial arts strength, only the Chengfeng Sect was left.

"Are you leaving or not?" Ye Qiao looked at Qin Huai, who was still chasing her.

Qin Huai coldly said, "Leave the Soul Stone behind."

The Sword Inquiry Sect has already obtained five, and there are five left. The Wind Transformation Sect is determined to get them. Ye Qinghan was willing to leave simply because the Sword Inquiry Sect already had them; otherwise, no one would back down for a single recording stone.

With the Soul Stone snatched into Ming Xuan's hands, it was clear that the two weapon cultivators from Chengfeng Sect were no match for him.

The boy's figure was unpredictable, and it was easier for him to cast formations in such complex terrain. He let out a "Hi!" and snapped his fingers with a smile, instantly teleporting several weapon cultivators ten meters away.

The sword cultivators from Chengfeng Sect made a move to give chase, but Mingxuan hugged himself tighter, puffed out his cheeks, and acted like a spoiled child, "No, no. Just kill me."

The sword cultivators of Chengfeng Sect are all ruthless. Seeing this, he narrowed his eyes and slashed down with a sword shadow. If they couldn't dodge, they would most likely be torn to pieces. Ye Qiao was also too far away from Ming Xuan, and this distance was completely out of reach.

She kicked Qin Huai away, then suddenly grabbed the soft water sleeve hanging from Miao Miao's wrist from behind, threw it over, wrapped it around Ming Xuan's waist, and pulled him back.

Duan Hengdao: "!!!"

He also took out a rope, wrapped it around Mingxuan's waist, and pulled him towards Chengfeng Sect.

This bizarre scene silenced the crowd for a moment.

"Are you planning to tear him apart?" A disciple of the Sword Inquiry Sect, who hadn't completely evacuated yet, couldn't help but interrupt this bizarre scene. "Although he's despicable, he doesn't deserve to die."

The shameless Mingxuan: "..."

Fortunately, neither side made any rash moves to pull or drag the person away, lest they actually tear the person apart.

This gave Mingxuan room to maneuver, and he quickly affixed a shrinking talisman.

After Mingxuan shrank and ran away, only the Soul Stone was left entangled by the water sleeves and ropes.

A bag of soul stones—whoever grabs it first keeps it.

Ye Qiao: "What are you standing there for? Pull it out!"

Qi Yu, who was watching from the sidelines, did not hesitate to help Ye Qiao with the tug-of-war, saying, "Your thing won't work. I have something that works better."

Qi Yu threw out the prepared golden chains, which entangled the soul stone. The direct descendants of the weapon-cultivating family really had a lot of good stuff. The automatically binding chains, the floating ribbons, the golden ropes, and all kinds of magical artifacts showed off to them.

That's why they say repairmen are rich.

Duan Hengdao cursed under his breath, "What are you Qi family members doing helping them?"

Qi Yu: "It feels pretty fun."

She had always found these protégés' competition quite interesting, with their endless stream of moves making it a real spectacle. Now that she could participate up close, why couldn't they join in?

Qi Lu hesitated between the two sides before choosing to help Ye Qiao. The Changming Sect was not complete and obviously could not compete with the Chengfeng Sect. If the soul stones were all taken by the Chengfeng Sect, their trip would have been in vain.

Then the only option is to help Nagamyoumune.

Su Zhuo, who was forced to participate in the tug-of-war, vomited.

Why should a talisman cultivator like him suffer such treatment?

What started as a simple fight for something turned into a tug-of-war.

Watching the two sects begin their back-and-forth battle, Ye Qinghan remained silent for a few seconds, then expressionlessly sheathed his sword, somewhat numb to this scene. "Let's go."

Zhu You nodded, "Okay."

It was definitely the right thing to avoid hanging out with the Changming Sect; spending too much time with them can easily lead to intellectual disability.

"The sect leader said he would strive to break through to the Nascent Soul stage within six months."

The standard is quite high, but in the Ghost Realm, it's not impossible for someone to reach the Nascent Soul stage in half a year if they're willing to take the risks.

Zhu You, with her hands behind her back, said, "We can go to the Ghost King Tower to train."

"Let's loot the Ghost Realm's resources first before heading into the Ghost King Tower." Ye Qinghan pondered for a moment. He was leading the team this time, and for the safety of his junior brothers and sisters, it was best not to trespass into a place like the Ghost King Tower lightly.

……

Perhaps unable to bear the tug-of-war any longer, Qin Huai, expressionless, swung his sword straight down, severing the chains. The Qingfeng Sword, sharp as mud, cut through the iron, and after severing the chains, Ye Qiao used the "Unseen Lord" technique, simultaneously cutting the golden rope with Qin Huai.

Two spirit swords, unless they are of equal spiritual weapon, there is really no magic weapon that they cannot cut through.

His expression turned somewhat cold. "Ye Qiao!"

In response, Ye Qiao delivered a merciless flying kick, striking Qin Huai squarely in the face. Qin Huai was thrown back, and at the same time, his sword slashed down, aimed at Ye Qiao's left shoulder.

It's unavoidable.

Ye Qiao decisively prepared to retreat, not wanting to linger in the fight. Qin Huai only wanted to beat Ye Qiao up, which caused him to expose too many weaknesses. In a battle, it's all about who has a more stable mindset.

As Ye Qiao and he exchanged blows, a gust of sword wind swept past, carrying no killing intent. Qin Huai smiled coolly, about to mock her swordsmanship, when he saw Ye Qiao snap her fingers. Then Qin Huai looked down and saw that his belt had come loose.

Qin Huai's face twisted into a grimace. "You're courting death."

My mental state has completely collapsed.

On the other side, accompanied by sections of rope and chain, the Soul Stone fell to the ground. Miao Miao, who had been hiding behind the alchemy furnace, caught the Soul Stone steadily when the opportunity arose. She then scrambled into the alchemy furnace and curled up inside.

It has a kind of calmness that says, "No matter how strong you are, I will remain unmoved."

Duan Hengdao, who arrived a step too late: "..."

They've really made the alchemy furnace their home!

Strictly speaking, the alchemy furnace was more useful than the home. Without Miao Miao's order, even if Duan Hengdao smashed all the magical artifacts in his hand into the furnace, he still wouldn't be able to open it.

Qin Huai, like a mad dog, kept chasing Ye Qiao. Ye Qiao took a wrong step, and a light green field appeared with fluorescence. Seeing that she was about to open the field, Shen Ziwei hurriedly stopped Qin Huai.

"Forget it, Senior Brother."

Fighting against Ye Qiao in her field before fully understanding its name and structure would be a complete waste of time and effort.

Even Ye Qinghan didn't dare to be so arrogant as to confront them head-on; it was better to remain calm.

"Let's look elsewhere." Duan Hengdao took a deep breath, forced to face reality: they couldn't win by force, even if they were stronger than them.

What's the point of struggling? Anyway, there are other places in the Ghost Realm where Soul Stones can be found.

Qin Huai stared at Ye Qiao for a few seconds, pursed his lips, barely regained his composure, and uttered a single word: "Withdraw."

Fearing that Chengfeng Sect might launch a surprise attack, Mingxuan used his divine sense to probe several times, and only after confirming that they had left did he allow Miaomiao to emerge from the alchemy furnace.

……

"With Su Zhuo gone and Yun Que betraying the sect, the Yueqing Sect only has three direct disciples left. The high-ranking members of the Five Sects still sent us to the Ghost Realm; they probably have some kind of grudge against us." After scouting the way back, Zhai Chen said, "There's some fighting going on on the other side. I guess some sects have run into each other. Let's go around them."

"Su Zhuo is alright, I guess." Song Hansheng glanced at the fighting not far away and said indifferently, "He's still somewhat useful, better than a dog."

"Yun Que is the same whether she's here or not. I hope Master can bring back a reliable disciple next time."

With Yun Que betraying the sect and Su Zhuo absent, the Yueqing Sect only has three members, whose martial prowess is weak no matter how you look at it. At this point, they can only seek cooperation with the equally weak Biyue Sect.

Zhai Chen: "..."

He shook his head. "The Changming Sect has also left behind two people. They, like us, are also three direct disciples. If they insist on finding someone to cooperate with, why not find the stronger Changming Sect?"

Song Hansheng lowered his eyes in thought, "What you can think of, other sects can also think of."

The Changming Sect was undoubtedly in high demand, but Song Hansheng didn't think he could compete with the other sects. So he had to settle for second best and go to the Biyue Sect, where alchemists could sustain themselves with pills in the Ghost Realm, which would greatly improve their situation.