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

Zhu You narrowed his eyes, observing the coiled dragon. "If we attack again, it probably won't be able to hold on."

The KFC staff inside the area were a bit restless. They were nearly scared to death when they saw Ye Qiao stab him with her sword. They rushed out to stop her, shouting, "Wait! That's not a dragon, that's a real dragon!"

The fiery red bird gently raised its tail, and bright flames ignited as it turned. Before, it could barely be called a chicken, but now, the only thing that could be associated with it is a phoenix.

The phoenix, the king of birds.

The KFC chicken flew into the air and hurriedly reminded, "And now its target isn't you, its target is those two big idiots, Mu Chongxi and Chu Xingzhi."

"During the fight just now, it chose its successor."

KFC was a little unhappy. At first, it wanted Ye Qiao to get the inheritance, but it overlooked the fact that the short-sighted dragons preferred the kind of inheritor who was straightforward.

"Is this a phoenix?" The founder of the Changming Sect was somewhat surprised. Although it had not yet awakened, it was already a rare sight in the current cultivation world.

Upon learning that it was a real dragon, everyone's expressions grew increasingly grim; no wonder it was so difficult to deal with.

The chosen successors were two cultivators who had explored the Dao of the Heart. Once the dragon had made its selection, it stopped chasing after everyone else and focused on dealing with these two sword cultivators.

Mu Chongxi roused himself, and the spirit of the Chaoxi Sword appeared. Its light suddenly enveloped the boy, merging with the sword energy. Having just been healed by Ye Qiao's sword energy, the two, now fully recovered, approached the black dragon in unison.

The surrounding breaths rose and fell repeatedly, and the sound of its tail slapping mercilessly was enough to make one's teeth ache.

Sometimes I ask myself, and I realize that this kind of indomitable spirit is truly admirable.

Time passed indefinitely. As he was repeatedly knocked away and burned, Chu Xingzhi mustered all his strength to stab Cun Xue into the dragon's weak spot. At the same time, the light of the Chao Xi Sword became increasingly dazzling, and he severed the black dragon's head with a single strike.

After landing steadily, the afterimages dissipated, and two beams of light simultaneously surrounded them.

Inheritance usually depends on the other person's path. If they cultivate the same path, it is easy to receive the inheritance together, but this feeling is disgusting, like two people being fed each other.

Mu Chongxi and Chu Xingzhi exchanged a glance and then vomited.

I vomited so much I felt dizzy and disoriented.

Mu Chongxi: "How disgusting! Why him?"

Chu Xingzhi shouted even louder than him: "Ahhh! Who wants to receive the inheritance with you?"

Qin Huai glanced at the two of them casually and sneered, "You really know how to act innocent after getting a good deal. If you don't want them, you can give them to us." He was already quite unhappy that the inheritance had chosen these two people after he had worked so hard for so long.

Chu Xingzhi: "That won't do." His tone was cold. "I can't let you get away with this."

It means that they are tired of looking at each other.

Covered in blood, the two lay prostrate on the ground after receiving the inheritance. After the dragon's shadow disappeared, perhaps as a consolation or a reward, many valuable items were left behind at the spot where the dragon had been.

Dragons love treasures, especially glittering magical artifacts.

The magical artifacts falling before my eyes were of all kinds, including some that I had only seen in books.

"The Soul-Gathering Lamp, I've heard that it can be placed inside as long as there's still a breath left."

Ye Qiao took it casually. "And this pill can improve a person's physique. For example, talisman cultivators who are not good at close combat will be enhanced after taking it, and there are no side effects. However, this change is better than nothing."

After all, it's not some kind of divine pill, but if there are enough of them, the talisman cultivators won't be completely helpless when attacked at close range.

We can get some for Mingxuan to take back, so that every time he fights with Chu Xingzhi and loses, he doesn't have to come back to complain to them in a sorry state.

"We can take it?" Ye Qinghan frowned slightly. "If we take it all, what will happen to the younger generation?"

"Take it, why not? Just like you said, if we don't take it, other descendants will take it later. We can't let them get it for free." Ye Qiao didn't hold back and started sweeping away the treasures in the inheritance site.

It would definitely be a painful blow to his juniors.

The patriarch of the Changming Sect smiled broadly and nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, we must definitely crack down hard on the younger generation. It's rare to find a personal disciple who isn't rigid."

Ye Qinghan and the others were quite reserved at first, until they realized that being reserved was useless. The three from Changming Sect were too good at taking advantage of them, and if they were even a little slow, they wouldn't be able to grab anything at all.

"Bandits..." Several elders who were investigating them couldn't help but sigh.

"The dragon's share has already been taken; there are only a few left." Regardless, they all hoped that these children could obtain the inheritance here, after all, they needed to know...

"Their heritage is different from ours." The patriarch of Chengfeng Sect said cryptically. Their heritage only included sword techniques, but other heritages would contain much more than just sword techniques.

"We've already got the Dragon Clan's share. I wonder if this kid who cultivates the Path of Ruthlessness can get the rest."

Whether in terms of talent or temperament, Ye Qinghan is of the highest caliber.

It's just that he's a bit too cold-hearted.

His personality and values ​​are too straightforward.

"Isn't Ye Qiao quite nice too?"

The patriarch of Chengfeng Sect assessed the cultivation levels of both parties and shrugged, "She's only at the late Golden Core stage."

He could tell that Ye Qiao was quite strong in the battle just now, evenly matched, but at the late Golden Core stage, she couldn't even touch the edge of the domain. How could he let the other party feel at ease with her?

……

After the great battle with the black dragon, apart from the two who received the inheritance and were exhausted, the others were somewhat invigorated by Ye Qiao's "One Sword, All Things Grow" healing. Qin Huai was still unwilling to give up, "Let's continue searching. We still have time before dawn."

You can tell he's a hard worker.

No one had any objections. Even if no predecessors chose them, it would be good to encounter the inheritance and get it. However, they all underestimated the strange creatures that roamed this ancient forest.

As they continued trekking deeper into the dense jungle, where there were almost no paths, they struggled to make their way through. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed by, making a rustling sound. They drew their swords in alarm.

Soon, their path was blocked by a man who appeared to have an eye problem.

"Another direct descendant of the Five Sects, specifically seeking to inherit the lineage?" The voice was laced with a strange laugh.

This place is similar to another dimension or a secret realm. It was opened up by the founders. Basically, only their direct disciples can enter. They have been lonely for too long, and when they see living people, it's like they have found a beloved toy.

The patriarch of the Changming Sect perked up: "It was actually this guy!"

The Moon Purity Sect's founder's voice was somber and unreadable, "This is someone even I found troublesome back then."

"He can foresee future scenes. These can last for tens of seconds."

Let alone a group of Nascent Soul cultivators, even those in the Divine Transformation stage would be no match for someone with innate precognitive abilities.

If these close disciples were to encounter them, everyone would be completely outmatched.

What happened next was exactly as they expected—

Except for Zhu You and Ye Qiao, who were spared, almost all the other disciples were humiliated by this man, who specifically targeted their vital points, showing that he had no intention of holding back.

"I've discovered a pattern." Zhu You's lips twitched: "This senior, wherever he hears a man's voice, he kills that person."

"In other words, he kills whoever is a man."

What's this called?

A contest to kill men?

The opponent didn't fight the female cultivators at all; he just kept focusing on killing the male cultivators. It was as if these male cultivators had desecrated his ancestral graves.

The male cultivators, led by Ye Qinghan, were furious. They didn't know what this man was thinking. He killed them whenever he wanted, and then he even tore their clothes.

In no time, the clothes were almost torn to shreds.

All their attacks were dodged in advance, preventing them from truly harming this senior.

Although Zhou Xingyun didn't have Ye Qinghan's strong sense of shame, he still didn't like the feeling of having his clothes torn. The young man said in a low voice, "He can foresee the future. If you want to get rid of him, you'd have to change your mind faster than he can foresee it."

Meanwhile, the ancestors who had been observing them silently from the shadows chuckled, "They're actually going in one by one?"

The alchemy group had already resorted to ganging up on the enemy, but unexpectedly, the sword cultivator group turned out to be the good guys in the end.

The seniors from the Azure Water Sect who came to observe sighed repeatedly, saying that Xue Yu was indeed poisonous.

I don't know who I learned it from.

The training environment here for sword cultivators is definitely better.

……

Seeing the sword cultivators who had stopped attacking because their clothes had been stripped down to just shreds and they were too ashamed to continue, Ye Qiao's lips twitched, and she used the Unseen Monarch to test him a few times.

As if knowing what she was thinking, the other party dodged and then viciously snatched her belongings.

For example, break the pills on her body.

They stole the talisman she had drawn.

Ye Qiao's initially smiling expression gradually turned expressionless.

"Hahaha." Seeing her change of expression, he laughed happily. "I know, I can see what you're going to do next, so no one here can beat me."

The man clenched his fist and slammed it down hard into his stomach. "Is this all the skill this generation of disciples has?"

A strange smile played on his lips, full of mockery and sarcasm.

Perhaps because Ye Qiao was a young girl, he didn't tear her clothes, but instead targeted her valuables. He even secretly stole the mustard pouch from her waist just before she got close.

Ye Qiao's mustard seed bag contained all sorts of odds and ends.

Most of what she collected were spirit stones and magical artifacts.

Ye Qiao's lips slowly straightened, her face expressionless.

Sensing the sword master's emotional fluctuations, the sword spirits that had been lying flat in the domain became lively.

Wow, it's rare to see Ye Qiao get so angry.

The more pronounced the sword master's emotional fluctuations, the more likely the sword spirit is to take human form. For example, the Flying Immortal Sword was given that opportunity.

This time, everyone in Blade & Soul is eager to try.

Ye Qinghan was stunned. Based on his understanding of Ye Qiao, she rarely got truly angry or provoked, but if pushed too far, the consequences could be seen in the flattened competition stage and the shattered secret realm.

Mu Chongxi mouthed to the man: You're finished.

The other person felt a chill run down their spine.

Anticipating what was about to happen, he instinctively dodged, and then Ye Qiao unleashed a curse seal upon him.

As expected, it was dodged.

Ye Qiao absentmindedly flipped the spell seal in her hand, her expression icy cold.

"What about your field?" she asked Ye Qinghan.

Ye Qinghan, barely managing to wrap himself in the ripped strips of cloth, said in a somber tone, "He opened it. It seems he also guessed the attributes and system of my domain, and failed to kill me with a single blow, allowing him to escape."

How could there be such a bizarre inheritance?

Foresight?

Ye Qiao said "Oh," indicating that she understood.

"Can you predict everything?"

She asked in a low voice.

Knowing that Ye Qiao couldn't hear them, the Moon Purity Sect Patriarch shook his head, "Precognition isn't omniscience. In fact, as long as she changes quickly enough, prediction is completely useless."

The transformation here does not refer to swordsmanship.

Rather, it refers to the cards she holds in her hand.

"Of course." The man grinned upon hearing Ye Qiao's reaction. "I can predict your swordsmanship and actions in the next second. So don't struggle."

He can see future scenes in advance, including the other party's actions.

Ye Qiao stared at him intently, her emotions surging even more intensely as she thought of the stolen mustard seed bag. "Oh, foresight."

Without a trace of his sword, a black sword spirit materialized within it. Ye Qiao remained expressionless. "Kill him."

"it is good."

The man smiled confidently, "Oh, so it's a killing sword? That's really fierce."

Unaware of Jun's incessant chatter, he grew irritated. Black sword shadows danced, creating a space divided in four directions to encircle and annihilate him. Ye Qiao drew her Flying Immortal Sword, and at the same time, as he dodged Unaware of Jun, she threw out the other three idle swords.

Prediction is indeed possible.

However, no man could have predicted that someone could switch between five swords at any time.

The speed of prediction couldn't keep up with the speed at which she changed swords. The Flying Immortal Sword and the Soaring Swan Sword each had different attributes, all inherited from the Predictive System. They were invincible in one-on-one combat, provided that the opponent didn't have so many tricks up their sleeve.

Seeing Ye Qiao wield five swords in succession, each with different attributes, he felt the images in his mind becoming chaotic. He went from being able to handle things with ease to becoming confused. First, he had to dodge the sword spirit's slashes, and then he had to dodge her five spirit swords with different attributes.

Because the swords are of different attributes, his methods of dealing with them also need to be constantly adjusted.

How could a normal person's brain possibly adjust to this?

Having this foresight doesn't mean he can have a photographic memory.

Ye Qiao's eyes flashed with killing intent. She was truly enraged that her mustard seed bag had been taken away. The Frost Sword flashed past, and the white-haired loli's phantom appeared before her. Her hands were folded in front of her, and as if she had been forcibly awakened, she opened her eyes with a hint of coldness in them and uttered a single word without expression: "Die."

The icy blue sword shadow transformed into a sharp ice blade, piercing into the man's flesh, and his expression froze completely.

Humans shouldn't, or at least shouldn't, have so many sword spirits, right?