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

The direct descendants are quite strong; they are all geniuses nurtured by the entire family. When Elder Duan saw the group of direct descendants and personal disciples who were gathered in the courtyard the next day, he remained silent for a moment, then gave a thumbs up: "Awesome."

With so many of his trusted followers transferred away in such a short time, he could imagine the impotent rage of the Eight Great Families, their secret fury.

The Ye family was inspired by Ye Qinghan's personal charisma, while the Zhou family was forcibly transferred away by Zhou Xingyun using the family head's order.

Other disciples from the Eight Great Families returned to their respective homes to brainwash people relentlessly, using their eloquence to their advantage. Some who weren't eloquent simply copied and pasted Ye Qiao's words, trying to persuade as many as they could.

Thanks to the tireless efforts of our mentors, we have the team we have today.

"The Zhou family transferred more than a hundred cultivators, including ten direct descendants. The Qi family had eight direct descendants who sneaked out as well, along with the Song and Ye families..." Elder Zhao's head was almost spinning after counting for a long time. He chuckled twice and said, "I still underestimated the abilities of these direct descendants. Of the eight aristocratic families, almost half of their direct descendants were taken away by them."

"It's not a skill passed down directly from him," Duan Yu said with a complicated expression. "It's Ye Qiao's skill."

The power of brainwashing is truly terrifying.

The eight prominent families are probably going to be furious again.

I thought it was just a bunch of disciples messing around, but they actually brought so many direct disciples and Golden Core cultivators. Even the elders might not have the face to do this, but these disciples managed to get it done.

There were quite a few people from the Changming Sect gathered in the back mountain. A group of direct descendants who didn't know each other were chatting and exchanging ideas, excited about the upcoming mission.

Once all the disciples of the Changming Sect had arrived, a young man from the Zhou family walked straight towards Ye Qiao. "You are Ye Qiao of the Changming Sect?"

The young man stood there, a sword at his waist, exuding an aura that was among the strongest of the direct descendants.

Ye Qiao glanced at him twice, and the young man introduced himself crisply, "My name is Zhou Yize."

After a pause, Zhou Yizhe looked at her and the senior brothers behind her, and chuckled: "The Changming Sect is nothing special."

If Zhou Xingyun hadn't forcibly summoned them, none of the Zhou family's direct descendants would have been willing to help, and their attitude was quite hostile.

But this kind of cruelty seems to be directed only at the Changming Sect.

Ye Qiao clenched her fists, already considering that if she threw a punch, she would be locked up in the restricted area for several days.

The five sects are currently short of people, which means that even if she beats this person up, the elders will most likely pretend not to see it.

"Junior Sister, look at his sword." Mu Chongxi suddenly tugged at Ye Qiao, who was preparing to make a move, and tilted her head. "Wasn't it glowing just now?"

He must have seen it correctly; the fleeting light that flashed by as the other person walked by resembled... a sword spirit.

"A sword spirit taking human form?" Ye Qiao loosened her fist and turned her head to look. The two of them tilted their heads to examine Zhou Yizhe, then clicked their tongues in amazement, "The Zhou family is quite full of hidden talents?"

The fact that the sword spirit can take human form indicates that it possesses some skill.

Xue Yu gazed at the other's figure, thoughtfully tilting his head, and explained to his fellow disciples, "Speaking of which, if Duan Chen hadn't recognized him as his master back then, he would have been the next designated head of the family."

It's not hard to understand where his inexplicable malice towards the Changming Sect comes from.

The three of them all tilted their heads and stared at Zhou Yize: "..."

He couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. This Changming Sect is insane!

*

All the inner disciples of the five sects remained in their respective territories to drive away the demon race. Taking advantage of this, the demon race became rampant and hunted cultivators on a large scale. Several sect leaders led a group of relatively strong cultivators from the cultivation world to suppress and quell the turmoil caused by the demon race.

There's something rather strange about it.

For some reason, the demons, who were previously perceived as having weak cultivation, suddenly became much stronger.

This bizarre situation caught everyone off guard.

The cities on the border of the demon race were the first to fall. The demon race and the monster race were fighting each other, and the cultivators in the cities could not hold out for long. The fact that they have been able to hold out until now is only because a few sect leaders are in charge.

Each attack by the demons was incredibly large, making each encounter an agonizing ordeal for the cultivators, who hoped for reinforcements only to be disappointed time and again.

Xie Chuxue looked at the cultivators struggling to leave and remained silent for a long time before whispering, "Should we stay? Actually, we can let go of the cities." After all, they were just border cities.

If the two races join forces and the cultivators in the cultivation world continue like this, they will only be slowly worn down by the demon race through a war of attrition.

The only solution is to wait for the eight major families to send representatives, and then discuss the matter at length.

Qin Fanfan: "We'll have to wait until at least the eight major families send people."

They have the manpower; there are countless human cultivators alone. What they lack are their direct descendants who are skilled in different professions.

Xie Chuxue is the only highly skilled talisman cultivator in the Changming Sect. Without him, the inner disciples would have died eight hundred times over. He chatted casually, "Alright, alright, although I know you're daydreaming, you have to have dreams."

In his memory, however, no one ever came to this city until his death.

It took a great deal of effort to quell this unrest; in his memory alone, three elders were killed.

"If Ye Qiao and the others were here, there would be no need for the Eight Great Families to act so arrogantly," Qin Fanfan said through gritted teeth.

"They should still be in the land of inheritance." Xie Chuxue stroked her chin and began to ramble on with motherly worries: "They're still so young, what if things don't go well? What if someone dies?"

Qin Fanfan, unable to bear it any longer, kicked the man outside, signaling him to take night watch:

"Get out and use your divine sense to check your surroundings. Stop cursing them for no reason."