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

Elder Zhao narrowed his eyes. "Not bad reaction speed. It seems Duan Yu's training wasn't entirely useless."

The Changming Sect, known for its speed, reacted so quickly that almost everyone's landing point became a blur. Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan directly reached their destination by calculating the array's position, and the others reacted just as quickly, reaching the other side one after the other.

Qin Huai couldn't help but mutter to himself, "As expected of the Changming Sect, which is known for its speed."

The gentle Biyue Sect, the Yueqing Sect's array that conceals deadly intent, and the Wenjian Sect's merciless fists.

The Changming Sect's defining characteristic is its speed.

There might even be formations mixed in; it's quite impressive, I must say.

They crossed the floating rocks one after the other without incident, only to find themselves facing a barrier that they needed to break through. The formation was from the Changming Sect. The two talisman cultivators simultaneously formed hand seals, and pale golden talismans unfolded in their palms, working in tandem to break through the formation's core. Simple formation-breaking talismans were useless; they had to do it themselves to break through this kind of formation.

Perhaps the founder considered that the Changming Sect might not be able to recruit talisman cultivators in the future, so the array's difficulty coefficient is not high.

The array formation of Changming Sect is indeed no worse than that of Yueqing Sect. Compared to the dreamlike Yueqing Sect, this one is more shocking. Countless tiny runes are like scrolls unfolding, wrapped around the body like scriptures. Ye Qiao calmed himself down and followed the trajectory of the array to find the location of the array eye.

Having found the core of the formation, the two violently shattered it.

Having watched the show to their hearts' content, Qin Huai and his companions knew that it was time for the respective patriarchs of the Changming Sect to give their instruction. He tactfully led his fellow disciples away, saying, "Let's go."

It's time to go and see their trials.

No one stopped the Chengfeng Sect members from leaving, and the elders of the Changming Sect obviously didn't want to see this group of outside disciples either, but Ye Qiao also disappeared along with them.

When Ye Qiao was ejected from the formation, her mind was completely blank.

Elder Zhao was responsible for protecting their safety throughout the entire process. He was supposed to leave after these disciples finished their trials and went to find the inheritance. However, just as he saw that the group of disciples had passed the trials, he discovered that Ye Qiao was gone in the blink of an eye.

He guessed it might be because... it had been marked with the seals of two sects.

This led the elders of the Changming Sect to mistakenly believe that he was a direct disciple of another sect.

"Never mind," Elder Zhao said, rubbing his forehead, deciding to go and explain.

Ye Qiao, who had been kicked out by her own ancestor, scratched the back of her head, not embarrassed at all. What difference did it make who she trained with? She brazenly followed behind Chengfeng Sect. Duan Hengdao let out a deep sigh, "How did you, a member of Changming Sect, manage to sneak in? Were you kicked out?"

But Ye Qiao doesn't seem to fit the word "weak" at all, but it's too pitiful that her ancestor doesn't want her.

That's a good question.

Ye Qiao was equally puzzled: "How would I know?"

"You've been marked by two sects, what normal person would want you?" Qin Huai scoffed.

Ye Qiao's current status is somewhat complicated, with one mark on her wrist and another on her forehead.

Only then did she notice a faint blue mark between her eyebrows. Was that the mark of the Yueqing Sect?

Ye Qiao touched it curiously, "Like this?"

"What should we do then?" she asked humbly.

Duan Hengdao tossed her a stone. "Hold it. It will greatly reduce your presence. Elder Zhao can explain to the seniors later. When we get to our training ground, just stay quiet."

Ye Qiao readily agreed.

Holding the jade stone, she followed Chengfengzong into their training ground. Just as she stepped in, a hurricane swept in, striking all of them with overwhelming force, leaving bloodstains as it grazed their cheeks.

Qin Huai calmly wiped away the bloodstains. "Get ready."

"Be careful, don't get hit by the wind blades."

The latter wind blades were like knives, each strike showing no mercy. Perhaps because the Chengfeng Sect had always had male disciples, the patriarch hadn't considered the inappropriateness of striking their faces, so the wind blades were aimed directly at their faces, and Ye Qiao was unfortunately caught in the crossfire.

"Did your ancestor want to shave our heads bald?"

Ye Qiao turned her head, and before she knew it, the end of her hair was cut off. Using the momentum, she stepped onto the stone wall and swung her hand down the second move of the Qingfeng Technique to try to block the wind blade. However, the wind was invisible and it was of little use.

"If this keeps up, I'll go bald." Ye Qiao touched her hair, still feeling lingering fear. The founder of Chengfeng Sect was quite a wicked man.

Is this meant to tell them that in the face of absolute power, every move could be fatal?

Ye Qiao was forced to hide and evade, and Qin Huai, who was also trying to evade, instinctively took out a recording stone and frantically recorded Ye Qiao.

He was clearly seeking revenge for the time when Ye Qiao threatened him with the photo stone of him dressed as a woman.

Ye Qiao noticed his actions, pursed her lips, and as she passed by him, she cheekily sidled up to him.

The next second, the wind blade swept towards him with unavoidable speed, shaving off a section of Qin Huai's hair.

"Ye Qiao!!!" came the roar from behind.

She gave a short "ha!" and weaved through the crowd, a smirk playing on her lips: "Sorry, you're in my way, you're interfering with my getting beaten up."

The elder of Chengfeng Sect, who was watching the battle from outside through a barrier, rubbed his forehead.

Has it actually integrated perfectly into the Chengfeng Sect?

He had to reassess this mentor.

Their reaction speed and learning ability are simply terrifying.

Ye Qiao noticed that when the wind blades chased people, they would subconsciously pass by her. After all, she was not a disciple of Chengfeng Sect. After realizing this, she immediately began to openly slack off against the wall.

Soon, the founder of Chengfeng Sect also noticed the sword cultivator who was taking advantage of the situation in the corner. He counted again and again, not believing in the superstition, and found six.

Does this mean that the number of people accepted as disciples has now expanded to six?

Moreover, among the several sword cultivators, this little girl's swordsmanship was the most rudimentary. She could use all seventy-two sword techniques, but she seemed like a beginner.

The Chengfeng Sect's cultivation method is not suitable for female disciples to practice, and the practice speed is slower than that of male disciples, which is why female disciples with even a little talent will not choose the Chengfeng Sect.

If a female disciple is too weak after joining a sect, she will only be ostracized.

Judging from his cultivation level, he's only at the late Golden Core stage. What a weak and pitiful child.

The old patriarch stroked his beard, heartbroken, and felt it was necessary to personally instruct this newly initiated disciple.

The old man then gently waved his hand at Ye Qiao, leaving behind a phantom image and a sword stance.

Ye Qiao, who was happily slacking off, had no idea that she was being imagined as a pitiful little thing. Just as she was enjoying her slacking off, she felt a chill on her head and realized that there was danger. She looked up and saw a long sword slashing straight at her.

Ye Qiao's first reaction was that there was danger.

Using the "Stepping on the Breeze" technique to dodge, Ye Qiao calmly watched the changes in the longsword without blinking. She gripped "Not Seeing the Lord" tightly in her hand, her expression becoming serious. She used the Chengfeng Sect's sword techniques, and she countered each move as it came, constantly changing the seventy-two sword techniques throughout, her mind racing to find a way to break them.

Qin Huai raised an eyebrow, "Guiding the battle?"

"Why isn't the ancestor giving us guidance, but instead teaching her?" One of the disciples was baffled.

But whoever he wanted to mentor was his personal choice, so no matter how dissatisfied they were, they could only swallow their anger. They would grunt in protest and then shut up.