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

"Um, senior sister and senior brother, why are your clothes both like this?"

Both of their clothes were tattered. It should be noted that the robes of the direct lineage are made of special materials, and it is rare to see their robes in such a tattered state. They looked as if they had just fled back from the Syrian battlefield.

Song Hansheng: "..." grass.

I forgot to change my clothes.

Ye Qiao's 'modest' smile froze for a moment, but she quickly composed herself and pulled her clothes closer. "This is our trend. Junior brother, you're still young, you don't understand."

The inner disciple nodded blankly, "Then can I join your trend?" He had longed for the world of direct disciples for a long time.

Song Hansheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement, gritting his teeth as he uttered two words: "Okay."

Song Hansheng and Ye Qiao maintained an unchanging demeanor in front of others, as if this was the trend passed down among them, an alternative style that others could not understand.

Then, as their backs turned to the crowd, the two exchanged a glance, their faces contorting in shock.

Damn! Their lifelong reputation!

Duan Yu looked at Song Hansheng's feigned calm explanation and realized that the two must have experienced different beatings in the inheritance area, which was why their clothes were so torn.

As a result of Ye Qiao's actions, it actually became a unique feature among close relatives?

The key point is that Song Hansheng even cooperated with her.

Duan Yu had a rather complicated situation.

Has another protégé gone mad this year?

……

Ye Qiao and Song Hansheng's team is doing well, and the others are also carrying out rescue operations.

Watching Mu Chongxi effortlessly defeat a demon beast with a single punch, Su Zhuo remained silent for a long time.

He stared intently at the demonic beast whose brains were nearly splattered out, "Mu Chongxi, what kind of inheritance did you obtain in the Land of Inheritance?"

It feels like it's getting more and more violent.

Mu Chongxi reached out his hand, puzzled: "Dragon Clan, what's wrong?"

Su Zhuo kept his distance from Mu Chongxi without making a sound, afraid that if he displeased this person, he would punch him in the head and crack it open.

Mu Chongxi, oblivious to the fact that his partner Su Zhuo was secretly terrified, grabbed Su Zhuo, complaining that he was too slow, and with a swift step, rushed into the battlefield.

With the help of the talisman cultivator, the sword cultivator couldn't be more comfortable. Watching a group of demonic beasts besiege the cultivator, the fiery red longsword plunged into the ground, bursting into intense flames. The bright sword spirit manifested and burned countless demonic beasts in the flames wherever it went.

The pale blue talisman landed and formed a defensive shield, firmly trapping the cultivators within it.

"That's the Morning and Evening Sword!" The cultivator, who had almost thought he was going to die, almost burst into tears when he saw the sword. He knew Mu Chongxi; to be precise, he had seen the boy's match in the Grand Competition.

It is a direct descendant of the Changming Sect and the Yueqing Sect.

Such scenes also occur in many other sects.

A large group of disciples descended the mountain to rescue people, and the cultivators who were rescued in various places were extremely excited after surviving the ordeal.

"Those are our disciples from the cultivation world. We'll never call Chu Xingzhi a fool again. When he stood in front of us, it was like a god descending to earth; I almost shed tears."

"When Zhou Xingyun and Ye Qinghan slew the demon king with that sword strike, I understood for the first time why a personal disciple is truly superior to a disciple of the same level."

"Ye Qiao and Song Hansheng together easily defeated eight demon kings. I've never seen them so ruthless when they worked together."

"I used to really dislike the people from the Sword Inquiry Sect. I thought they didn't watch where they were going and liked to look down on ordinary cultivators. But the moment Zhu You saved me, I realized that the disciples had their reasons for doing what they did!"

"The Sword Inquiry Sect is really great. Next time, I want to sign up for the Everlasting Brightness Sect."

*

After a busy half-month, they barely managed to quell the chaos caused by the demon race in the vicinity of the Five Sects. However, judging from the current situation, the Eight Great Families are still not making any moves and are planning to continue playing dead.

With five sects contributing their efforts, there was naturally no need for the eight great families to provide support.

In any case, they don't need to recruit any disciples, nor do they need to consider how outsiders view them. For the eight great families, the purest bloodline of the direct descendants is enough.

Their act of pretending to be dead is disgusting.

"Under the current circumstances, the Eight Great Families are not lending manpower." Duan Yu glanced deeply at the group of disciples who were all exhausted and lying on the ground. "We don't have enough manpower."

"Why didn't you recruit more cultivators back then?" Chu Xingzhi scoffed. They'd almost worked themselves to death in the past two weeks. What kind of personal disciples were they? They might as well be treated like dogs.

The elder of the Sword Inquiry Sect kicked him: "Stand up straight, what kind of behavior is this lying down?"

Ever since they spent a long time with the Changming Sect, even the disciples of the Wenjian Sect, who were always standing upright like Xiaobaiyang, have all started to lie on the ground!

"We've collected too many resources, but there aren't enough to go around," Elder Zhao said, glancing at them sideways.

The inner disciples all had to stay and guard the vicinity of the five sects. Only the members of the eight great families were able to spare manpower to go and provide support. However, none of these families uttered a word, as if they had all agreed to it beforehand.

Mingxuan seemed to be deep in thought: "Master and the others from the Demon Clan haven't returned yet."

After clearing out the rampaging demons, the main battlefield is still on the demon side. No one knows what they're planning, but they've started attacking and seizing territory like madmen.

It was inevitable that the cultivators in the small city couldn't hold them off. All the inner disciples of the five sects stayed behind to guard their respective cities, leaving no one to come to their aid from the nearby cities on the demon side.

The sect leader and a few elders alone are far from enough.

No matter how powerful, it's impossible for them to appear simultaneously in more than a dozen cities.

"To be honest," Ye Qiao listened for a long time and only came to one conclusion: "You guys aren't very good."

"How dare you speak to an elder like that?" Duan Yu's brows furrowed, and the merciless iron hammer came crashing down.

Ye Qiao slammed her head on the table, letting out a howl as she clutched her forehead. She calmly said, "That's exactly right. You sent me here. As long as you give me cultivators and enough disciples or direct followers, I can lead them back."

Ultimately, the sect leaders didn't really understand how to use people; they only knew how to suppress others with force.

Half-asleep, Miao Miao immediately shouted out, "Ye Qiao is brilliant!"

Duan Yu: "..."

He also remembered that it was she who led the alchemists to fight back during the Grand Competition, but now the problem was back to square one: "The Eight Great Families won't lend us any people, we don't have enough manpower, and our relationship with the Eight Great Families is just so-so. No matter who comes to us, they won't compromise."

"It's alright." Ye Qiao waved her hand casually, "You can't, but we can."

"The Five Sects are the Five Sects, and we are ourselves. If we lack manners, that doesn't mean we have to do it."

It's common knowledge in the cultivation world that this generation of disciples lacks manners. Even if you're angry, can you really kill them?

"At worst, we'll just go to jail after this is over." Ye Qiao looked at him with a smile, "Elder, you'll bring us prison food, right?"

Come to think of it, she hasn't been imprisoned by any of the Eight Great Families yet. She could give it a try after things settle down.

Duan Yu had no idea that she was already prepared to go to jail.

Can……

"Are you sure they'll help you?" He didn't think Ye Qiao had enough influence to make those old fogies from the Eight Great Families agree.

"Of course they won't help me." Ye Qiao was self-aware enough to shrug. "But their loyal followers might step in."

The direct descendants are all teenagers in their early teens.

It's the age when you're experiencing chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

Take the Grand Competition as an example. No disciple would not yearn to become famous in one battle. Disciples still have room to perform in the Grand Competition. Once their strength is solid, they will also be popular figures in the cultivation world.

Controlled by their families from a young age, the direct descendants, confined within the clan, never even had the chance to prove themselves.

This turmoil presents a great opportunity. If they can stir up emotions effectively enough, there will always be some immature teenagers willing to go with them to the Demon Realm.

During the two weeks that the Qi siblings spent exterminating the monsters, through their tireless brainwashing efforts, they successfully persuaded eight of their loyal followers to join them on the same pirate ship.

"Nearly half of the Song family's direct descendants have left, and the Ming family's treasury has been mysteriously robbed."

"The Ye family suddenly transferred almost half of its direct descendants."

"Is this a distortion of morality or a decline in humanity?!"

The cultivators on the forum were discussing this extensively, speculating about who was responsible.