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

After hanging up the jade slip sent by the Sword Inquiry Sect, the Sword Inquiry Sect elder could only stare helplessly.

Chu Xingzhi's body was possessed by a phantom ghost. If Ye Qiao hadn't pulled him out at the crucial moment, he wouldn't even be considered human anymore. The rules of the tower would naturally be useless against him. Now, the three of them are completely like madmen outside the tower, wandering around without worrying about being sentenced.

It's the tower that's going to be destroyed right now, not them, so the three of them aren't in a hurry. At times like this, patience is key.

I've been here for more than half a month, so I don't care about staying any longer.

Compared to the bloody battles of the Eighteenth Floor, the Ghost King's lair was filled with food that the Ghost King had captured to eat, and it was filled with a deathly atmosphere. The intrusion of the demonic beasts made the place even more chaotic. Ye Qiao came up with the idea, so she was naturally responsible for cleaning up the mess.

The worst outcome was when a group of powerless alchemists were invaded by a demonic beast. Fortunately, the number of demonic beasts was small, and most of them had gone after Jun and the mother demonic beast, making the situation easy to resolve.

"Honestly, I'll cry if I don't see you come back." She finally managed to transform and get rid of her stick form, but in the end, Ye Qiao still threw her off to play with the monsters.

The sword spirit can now run away, no longer needing to be tethered to a monster and wander around.

Meanwhile, the Unseen Lord, relentlessly pursued by the demonic beasts, remained silent.

I want to die.

He then went to find Duan Chen's master and asked how to commit suicide painlessly.

……

The Flying Immortal Sword appeared before her eyes, flashing with light. The Flying Immortal Sword, ranked first on the Spirit Sword Ranking, was indeed very powerful. She slightly bent her knees, and the hem of her clothes curved slightly as she intercepted the enormous creature in front of her with a single sword strike.

A Nascent Soul stage demon beast.

The third senior brother was quite good at finding demonic beasts. Basically, none of these demonic beasts were weak. She didn't hesitate, and the curse seal exploded, creating a huge crater in the ground.

With a powerful stomp, the monster let out a wail, and the spirit sword in his hand swiftly pierced its weak point, killing it cleanly.

Blood splattered all over him.

None of them were wearing their sect robes. At least the red splattered with blood was still quite resistant to getting dirty. The young man easily sliced ​​through the attacking monster with a talisman, narrowing his eyes. "It's quite composed."

Even though the eighteen-story pagoda is about to be destroyed, they can still bear not seeing them.

This kind of experience is truly beyond what ordinary people can go through. Mingxuan was only at the late stage of the Golden Core realm half a month ago. He originally thought it would take a long time to improve his cultivation, but it only took half a month. His cultivation level improved faster than ever before.

Chu Xingzhi's sword light fell, dispersing the surrounding imps. He stepped onto the ground, and the Nascent Soul stage demon beast had already been dealt with.

For a group of cultivators in the Ghost King's lair, waiting to be devoured and on the verge of despair, these three were undoubtedly gods descended from heaven.

"Is she...is she here to save us?" Danxiu asked, almost in tears.

Someone poured cold water on the idea, saying, "He's only at the Golden Core stage."

"There is a Nascent Soul stage."

However, although Nascent Soul stage cultivators are rare inside the tower, they are not nonexistent; and not a single one has managed to leave alive.

Seeing the cultivators' eyes light up and then fall silent again, Ye Qiao frowned slightly and quickly tried to soothe their collapsing emotions: "Hey, hey, calm down."

"We can get out."

"..."

There was no answer. A deathly stillness hung in everyone's eyes, almost palpable, but this held no fear for She Niu. She chose a high spot to stand on and raised her voice: "Does anyone recognize me?"

Chu Xingzhi covered his face, wondering how Ye Qiao could ask such a question in front of so many cultivators without any shame.

Someone recognized him and whispered, "Changming Sect, direct disciple. He's known as 'The Wanderer'."

Ye Qiao never had an awkward silence, and she answered crisply, "That's right, it's me." Although she sometimes felt ashamed of this nickname, it didn't matter, as long as someone recognized her.

"Then trust me from now on."

"I can take you out."

Mingxuan rubbed his face and encouraged them, "Do you know what our Changming Sect relies on to get first place?"

"Rely on our self-confidence!"

The cultivators stared at the two men, who seemed strangely confident, and remained silent for a few seconds before realizing that there was some truth to it.

After all, this group of people were extremely confident wherever they went. I can't forget the way they walked with such swagger back then.

Dan Xiu whispered, "My family all thought we were dead..."

"Almost no one has ever walked out of the Ghost King Tower."

These cultivators are a rare profession no matter where they are, and those who can survive are all capable. Ye Qiao naturally wouldn't underestimate them.

"You know alchemy, you know aphrodisiacs, right?"

"Do you have any materials for weapon crafting? Could you please make a few bombs like this? Once they're done, we can go to the first ten floors and blast them around for fun. There are lots of rare and precious treasures there!"

"Now that we've opened up the possibilities, since we can't find a way out, let's keep it simple and blow up the Ghost King Tower."

The cultivator spoke tactfully: "The Ghost King will not let us go."

Mingxuan waved his hand: "It? It's too busy taking care of itself." The Ghost King is locked in a fierce battle with his disciples on the eighteenth floor.

"Just take the bombs and blow them up everywhere." Ye Qiao, acting as the commander of the fountain, began pointing and gesturing at everyone: "I think the pills could be even more potent."

The talisman cultivators were responsible for providing cover and protection; their talismans were effective in both offense and defense, making them very useful.

Ye Qiao clapped her hands happily as three people from different industries were brainwashed and threw themselves into passionate entrepreneurship.

On the other side, Qin Huai rode in on a demonic beast. Remembering Xue Yu's instructions, he only went up to the first ten floors and swept around the surrounding heavenly treasures.

Then they were left on the tenth floor, thinking there was nothing more to do in the tower, when they heard rustling noises not far away.

Seeing Ye Qiao leading a group of alchemists, weapon makers, and talisman makers, they learned how to destroy the Ghost King Tower in batches.

Ye Qiao was even able to run a pyramid scheme in the Ghost King's lair.

His lips twitched. Indeed, people's joys and sorrows are not shared; she can make a scene wherever she goes.

Physical destruction is the most lethal. What Ye Qiao needs to do is force the tower spirit to reveal itself when it can no longer tolerate it.

As night fell, the tower spirit, which had been waiting patiently, finally revealed itself. It did not surrender easily; the small golden creature slowly floated out. The tower spirit, no bigger than a palm, fluttered its thin wings and coldly looked at them, its oppressive aura suddenly descending upon the group.

The weight of a tower is more than a thousand pounds. The moment the pressure descended, Mingxuan subconsciously shielded Ye Qiao and the others behind him.

He had learned how to resist pressure from the blessing of the Heavenly Dao. The boy formed a hand seal in his palm, and the incantation was stretched and enlarged. The talisman hit the tower, which greatly reduced the suffocation caused by the pressure. He blocked it for others, but he himself was not so lucky.

He coughed twice, feeling as if his internal organs were being shattered. The pain was unbearable; the tower's influence was far beyond what a Golden Core cultivator like himself could withstand. Each strike felt like it was shattering his bones, and his feet were sinking into the ground due to the crushing force of the tower's weight.

Mingxuan absorbed most of the pressure, so the others didn't feel anything.

The tower spirit was somewhat surprised.

It intended to crush this group of people to death, yet there was a talisman cultivator who could alleviate the pressure of the curse seal?

Generally speaking, those who can learn or have the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of curse mark are favored by the Heavenly Dao.

Did you learn it from the blessings of Heaven?

The tower spirit unconsciously reduced its oppressive aura for a moment, not wanting to incur the wrath of the Heavenly Dao for killing a cultivator.

In an instant, all the sword spirits within the domain were released, and Ye Qiao gave the order expressionlessly.

"Grab it."

W-what is that?

The tower froze for a moment, watching the sword spirits fly over.

If Mingyue Jian were here, he would definitely have a lot of experience dealing with this kind of gang fight.

However, the tower is not as weak as the Moon Arrow, which was sealed away for hundreds of years and is now just a phantom. It was taken away by the Ghost King and has been nurtured into such a terrifying existence. Although the pressure is useless against the sword spirit, the tower spirit can run fast.

"You really aren't coming out?" She narrowed her eyes.

The tower spirit remained silent. "Come out? Come out and be enslaved by her?"

It saw through it! Among so many sword spirits, this woman was definitely not someone to mess with! It would never acknowledge her, even if it were beaten to death.

Enraged, the tower spirit made a foolish move. It imitated the Ghost Realm and transferred some of the ghosts from the eighteenth floor to where Ye Qiao and the others were, intending to let the ghosts bite them to death.

Ye Qiao refused to fight them. Instead, she made the KFC chicken grow larger, and the three of them sat on its back, running wildly through the first seventeen floors.

I've seen people run away, but I've never seen a ghost run away. This phoenix is ​​incredibly fast, and every now and then it turns around and throws a bright ball of fire at them, burning away the ghosts and monsters so they dare not approach easily.

"Why can they roam freely on the eighteenth floor?" one of the ghost generals asked, somewhat bewildered.

"Maybe...because they're provocative?"

"Hehehe." Mingxuan stuck out his tongue at them, "This is what it means to start at the eighteenth floor! Such prestigious treatment!"

Damn. This is unbelievable.

The tower was furious.

Seeing the three birds running around arrogantly on the first eighteen floors, it could only begin to rage helplessly.

As for the ghosts blocking the way? Who the hell dares to stop them? The Ghost King Tower has been occupied by monsters, and the scene is like wild boars being released from their cages or Japanese soldiers entering a village. Any ghost that happens to glance at them will be trampled by the monsters.

The tower spirit could no longer tolerate it; she discovered that the most outrageous person among them was Ye Qiao.

It felt it couldn't continue like this, so it pulled Ye Qiao into its space alone, preparing to talk to the cultivator. "I can let you out."

The tower floated up expressionlessly, saying, "But you are not allowed to concern yourselves with the lives of these ants."

"I can let your friends go." It can open doors, but the tower cannot kick people out on its own; it can only make them leave on their own.

The higher the level of the spiritual artifact, the more constraints the Heavenly Dao imposes. In the end, the Heavenly Dao truly favors humanity.

Ye Qiao clicked her tongue twice. "Humans are just ants that can be easily crushed, so does that mean creatures like you with intelligence are destined to be superior?"

"More or less." All magical artifacts are arrogant and devoid of good or evil. In their eyes, those with poor cultivation or talent are easily crushed.

"Are you sure you want to discuss this with me?" Ye Qiao just wanted to grab the tower spirit. This was the first time she had ever been so annoyed by something. She put away the Flying Immortal Sword. "Then I'll show you something fun."

"All things come to life." She smiled.

In an instant, a vibrant light descended beneath her feet. Her domain activated, and the entire first eighteen levels of the Ghost King Tower were bathed in this strange, pale green light. Now that she was in the late Golden Core stage, controlling her domain wasn't as difficult as before, and—

Even if the domain is out of control, the one that poses the greatest threat will be attacked first, and the tower spirit will be the first to suffer.

"Why don't you try to survive four cycles of the four seasons?" She was actually quite curious about what would happen after being trapped in the realm after four environmental changes.

You can't use people for experiments, right? The Tower Spirits are fine, aren't they?

"A domain?" The tower spirit had seen it before. The previous two humans had used their domains to cause the earth to shake violently. It did not expect that this seemingly ordinary girl also possessed one. It panicked and instinctively ran away.

That's too late.

In an instant, I was drawn in; the pale green space looked harmless and soft, and the temperature was just right as the wind blew by.

Danger.

The tower's nerves, however, were taut, trembling uncontrollably. "Reincarnation?"

Ye Qiao stood in the center of the domain in surprise: "No."

"It's called 'All Things Grow.' Let's respect its name." Although she didn't understand what this field had to do with "All Things Grow."

"What a cruel domain." The tower spirit wasn't human; it could see through the essence of this domain at a glance. "You cultivate the Path of All Living Beings?!"

Ye Qiao wanted to see what it had to say.

The tower was somewhat incoherent. In fact, the changes in the environment within the realm did not harm it, as it was, after all, a spirit without a physical form.

But what it fears is what happens after four rotations.

Rather than saying that all things are born, it's more accurate to say that they are subject to reincarnation. After four cycles, their existence is completely erased—not killed, but utterly annihilated, leaving no trace whatsoever.

In terms of destructive power, this field is actually not very useful. In fact, if you fight against a person, you need to endure four long cycles. But its most terrifying feature is that after four cycles, it can directly wipe out the opponent's existence from the root.

Ye Qiao showed extreme terror during the first four times she was in the tower. She quickly stuffed pills into her mouth. Fortunately, she was a pill cultivator and Xue Yu gave her enough. She had already reached her limit in the first three times. During the fourth reincarnation, she relied entirely on pills to prolong her life.

Neither of them was in a good position, and the tower's situation was even worse. She was actually at her limit, but whether she could eliminate the tower spirit depended entirely on her words. It was a matter of who could hold back. Ye Qiao rested her chin on her hand, calmly smiling as she asked, "So, are you ready to be eliminated?"

As the last glimmer of blue light faded after green, red, and yellow, signaling the end of the cycle of reincarnation, the tower spirit's will to survive took over. Ignoring its internal struggles, it decisively severed its contract with the Ghost King. The pain of breaking the contract nearly shattered it, and the tower spirit's figure flickered for a moment.

Without hesitation, it scrambled closer to Ye Qiao and bit her finger.

contract.

As long as you form a contract with her, this realm will not harm you.

The moment the contract was reached, Ye Qiao's consciousness almost exploded.

Towers are unlike anything else; this level of existence is practically another realm altogether.

As the contract was about to be finalized, she gasped. The domain of life collapsed, and the tower before her teetered on the brink of collapse. "Run! Run!"

"We're going to be buried."

Mingxuan only saw her disappear into thin air for a while, and when she came back, she was bleeding from all seven orifices.

Ye Qiao shook the Ghost King Tower in her hand, which quickly shrank and fell into her palm. "The tower, I got it."

From the outsider's perspective, it was like a perfectly good tower had collapsed.

The Ghost King Tower collapsed in an instant, giving no one a chance to react. Everyone was buried under the tower, and the elders outside who were preparing to go in to rescue them all stopped in their tracks.

It collapsed in less than a day?

Almost the instant the tower was destroyed, the cultivators began to emerge from inside, with the most tragic being the disciples on the eighteenth floor, who were nearly buried alive.

The Sword Inquiry Sect was the fastest to escape.

The other sects followed closely behind. After a few seconds of silence, the elder of the Sword Inquiry Sect couldn't help but ask, "Where's Xiao Chu?" He actually wanted to know more about what these people had gone through and why the Ghost King Tower had collapsed. But seeing the strange expressions on the children's faces, his heart tightened.

What happened?

Qi Lu lowered his eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry. We couldn't save him."

"He should be... gone by now." With the Ghost King gone, all the ghosts and monsters are naturally gone too.

The elder of the Sword Inquiry Sect suddenly felt all his words stuck in his throat, his mind went blank. He was about to question these people about their nonsense when he saw Ye Qinghan also remain silent for a long time. Then, the young man silently gripped his sword and turned to walk towards the flying boat.

"What are you going to do?" Mu Chongxi had a bad feeling.

Without turning his head, Ye Qinghan coldly said, "Kill those high-ranking members of the cultivation world."

Mu Chongxi exclaimed "Damn it!" and quickly tried to stop him: "Calm down. We can't kill the higher-ups. Besides, it might just be a coincidence. After all, we don't know much about the Ghost Realm. It's normal for information to be wrong. Don't be impulsive."

Ye Qinghan directly blamed the higher-ups for the incident. In fact, their information had been misleading from the beginning, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to get in so easily.

Xue Yu felt that these people seemed to have misunderstood something, so he patted his forehead and asked, "Where's Junior Sister?"

"She should be buried down there too?" Mingxuan popped his head out. "Come on, come on, let's dig her out together."

People's joys and sorrows are not shared, and Zhou Xingyun, fearing that she would suffocate, also joined the search for his junior sister.

"Why are they crying?" Ye Qiao finally crawled out of the ruins with difficulty. She was choked by the rubble and rubbed her nose to control the urge to sneeze. She was a little confused by the sad atmosphere in front of her and was still considering whether she should be sad and match the atmosphere.

Nobody paid any attention to her.

Ye Qiao scratched her head: "What's wrong with you all?"

"Chu Xingzhi is dead." Zhu You looked at her, as if she was about to burst into tears.

"Who died?" Ye Qiao wondered if she was hallucinating.

"Chu Xingzhi".

"Wait a minute." Ye Qiao paused. "You've got the wrong grave, haven't you?" Could Chu Xingzhi, a Nascent Soul cultivator, really be killed by a landslide?

Just kidding.

"If you dig around, you might just find him." She remembered that they were buried together.

"???"

Ye Qinghan, who originally planned to target the higher echelons of the cultivation world: "?"

"Junior Sister, Senior Brother." Chu Xingzhi struggled to emerge from the rubble, looking at his grieving fellow disciples in disbelief: "I heard you're spreading rumors that I'm dead?"