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

"What is that?" She looked at the strange phenomenon in mid-air, raising her eyebrows.

Not only Ye Qiao noticed it, but the others observing the lightning tribulation also noticed something unusual. Ye Qiao's lightning tribulation was not over, but the thunderclouds of the other two were gradually disappearing.

Strangely, there was a faint, half-hidden golden light in mid-air.

Si Miaoyan glanced at it a few times. Having received a blessing from Heaven before, she had some understanding of this kind of phenomenon. She looked at Ye Qiao and asked, "Isn't this something you're most familiar with?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiao boldly guessed, "It's somewhat like a blessing from Heaven?"

Ye Qinghan: "Who is this meant for?"

It's definitely not for Ye Qiao; her tribulation hasn't even ended yet.

If it wasn't for Ye Qiao, then the only ones undergoing tribulation on site could be Su Zhuo or Ming Xuan. Chu Xingzhi felt slightly incredulous, "Is the Heavenly Dao really that generous? That can't be right."

"I think the other two might be incidental. So Heaven is still debating whether to give them to him or not." Mu Chongxi placed his hand on his forehead, gazing at the two Heavenly Blessings that seemed about to fall. "Then I have a question, why is it Mingxuan again?"

Ming Xuan's breakthrough speed is the slowest, the same as Ye Qiao's, which is not the reason why he can always accurately catch up.

"It's okay," Zhou Xingyun tried to comfort him. "Even if you didn't get to try and get it this time, there might be another chance next time, right?"

After all, Ye Qiao has also reached the Nascent Soul stage. This means she's at the same level as them, and if they break through at the same time, there might be a chance.

After Zhou Xingyun finished speaking, he felt that Mu Chongxi became even more withdrawn.

"Forget about Mingxuan." Xue Yu understood his junior brother's feelings. He raised an eyebrow. "Why should the Yueqing Sect have the right?"

The only thought that everyone present shared was probably—

The Yueqing Sect and their group benefited greatly, actually getting a blessing along with everyone else.

Xie Chuxue raised an eyebrow, interrupting the group of kids' incessant complaints, "Those two are the heroes."

The Way of Heaven is always fair. The roles played by the two individuals are indispensable, which can be understood as a reward given by the Way of Heaven afterward. However, the Way of Heaven may only be considering whether to give the reward to the other two as well.

Xie Chuxue said calmly, "It's fallen."

Two blessings descended. The blessing for tribulation is slightly different from the blessings of talismans and elixirs. Being blessed by talismans and elixirs only indicates high talent, but the blessing for tribulation is different. Those with high comprehension can glean some opportunities from it.

Mingxuan, that little rascal, seems to have really good luck. He managed to snag two blessings.

"What is this? A post-war reward...?" Ye Qiao couldn't help but murmur.

The golden blessing was simply too eye-catching.

Just after the blessings were bestowed, a few of the tribulation clouds surrounding the three people in mid-air dispersed. Ye Qiao sprang to her feet and quickly moved away from the area. Heaven had clearly finished its deliberation, bestowing two blessings upon Su Zhuo and Ming Xuan, and then focused its attention back on Ye Qiao.

"Damn it, here we go again."

A sudden burst of lightning and thunder erupted all around.

Xie Chuxue waved her sleeve, blocking the aftershocks of the heavenly lightning. "Just wait."

In no time, Bibo City was completely turned into a tribulation site. The surrounding city walls and ground were shattered into pieces, and deep pits and the remains of demons were everywhere. Zhou Xingyun rarely took a look at the site that had been bombarded by them, and it was full of devastation.

He remained silent for a long while, then said softly, "We're not going to have to clean up this battlefield, are we?"

Xie Chuxue shook her head humanely, "That's not necessary. There will be cultivators to help you clean up. The key is for you to find any stragglers and clean them up. It may take some time, but it's perfect for you to handle."

"Go!" he encouraged his protégés in a cheerful tone, trying to use his personal charm to inspire these youngsters to risk their lives.

Zhou Xingyun naturally pretended to be deaf, keeping his head down expressionlessly, as if he hadn't heard what he said.

Xie Chuxue looked at Ye Qinghan.

In his memory, this child was probably the most diligent one.

Ye Qinghan also lowered her head.

Xie Chuxue: "Why are you looking down?"

Ye Qinghan didn't even lift her eyelids, and said indifferently, "I'm so happy."

Xie Chuxue looked at Song Hansheng again, her voice unusually gentle, "Then, why are you looking down again?"

Song Hansheng: "He's too insecure."

After a pause, probably for the first time, he refuted a senior who was on equal footing with the elders, and gently added: "By bowing their heads, they conceal their inner inferiority."

Xie Chuxue: "..."

Mu Chongxi: "Let me tell you a joke, about the insecure Song Hansheng."

Xue Yu: "Let me tell you another joke, about the sunny and cheerful Ye Qinghan."

terror.

so horrible.

When Mingxuan and Suzhuo limped back, their eyes lit up when they saw Xue Yu. They immediately rummaged through Xue Yu's storage pouch, asking, "Do you have any pills?"

"Ideally, it should be something that can relieve pain."

It hurt so much!!

The tribulation lasted for three whole days.

Xue Yu rummaged around for a bit and pulled out a porcelain bottle, tossing the whole bottle to him: "A top-grade healing pill."

"Able to maintain a stable state of mind."

"There are no pain relievers available at the moment."

The pain from the lightning strikes seeped into the bone marrow and the body; no medicine could stop it.

"Awesome." Mingxuan took the porcelain bottle and praised it sincerely. With so many top-grade items, he whispered mysteriously, "Did you also go and rob the Xue family's treasure vault?" He was even more daring than him.

He only dared to take high-grade talismans.

After all, based on Mingxuan's years of experience mingling among the Eight Great Families and being repeatedly beaten by his own father.

The eight great families share a common trait.

When something happens, the eight families, who have never gotten along, all tacitly pretend to be dead.

Once things have calmed down, if anyone dares to harm their interests even a little, these old bastards will crawl out of their graves to cause you trouble.

"Don't be so arrogant." Xue Yu waved his hand, his expression natural. "So many pills are stored in the inheritance grounds, and no one else is taking them, so it's just a matter of course for me."

The pills were laid out there in a dazzling array, seemingly to test their character? Xue Yu was somewhat experienced with this kind of old-fashioned trial; the pill-cultivation trial was not dangerous, it only tested one's character.

Si Miaoyan and the others kept their eyes straight ahead, clearly showing that even though Heavenly Grade items were rare, the experienced members of the Biyue Sect could still resist the temptation.

So Xue Yu took all the pills that were laid out on the table.

Clearly, such a lack of manners from a disciple is rare even in the entire cultivation world, and the senior alchemists were stunned.

……

Several sect leaders appeared one after another. Ye Qiao was undergoing tribulation. Yun Que, who was bound, tried to escape using a magic weapon, but was watched closely by several sword spirits and had no chance to run away. She could only anxiously hope that someone could rescue her.

After her hopes were dashed, she couldn't help but curse the group of people.

As a result, she was completely ignored throughout the process, so Yun Que had no choice but to change tactics and seek help from her acquaintances.

"Senior Brother Ye..." She suddenly lunged at Ye Qinghan, "Please save me, or I'm willing to be punished by the Sword Inquiry Sect, please take me away."

It's better for it to fall into the hands of the Sword Inquiry Sect than to fall into the hands of the Changming Sect.

Ye Qinghan: "That's a matter for the sect leaders." The implication was that he had no right to interfere.

Su Zhuo clenched his fists, thinking of the blessing from Heaven, but he didn't say anything. He wasn't stupid; he knew who the Heavenly Dao rewarded this time.

It could be said that he had taken advantage of Changming Sect for nothing. Faced with Yun Que's pleading gaze, he lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Unable to even rely on Su Zhuo, Yun Que felt utterly hopeless. "Are you going to kill me?"

"It's pathetic." She said sarcastically, but her eyes held more confusion. "You weren't like this with me back then."

"The pathetic one, isn't it you from beginning to end?" Song Hansheng looked at her coldly, his gaze like a knife piercing deep into Yun Que's heart.

She had faced this kind of gaze far too many times—disappointed, mocking, disdainful—it was indifferent yet could make one feel embarrassed and resentful.

Yun Que broke down and shouted, "How dare you look down on me, Song Hansheng! And all of you!"

In this cultivation world where talent reigns supreme, what's wrong with her wanting to become stronger!

"In the Five Sects, not having enough talent is like not deserving to live. What's wrong with what I'm doing?!"

Miao Miao gasped, startled by her frantic outburst: "Why don't you... calm down first? Ye Qiao's spiritual root was even worse than yours back then, remember? Just an ordinary, mid-grade spiritual root."

"She did it on purpose." Yun Que became agitated, the shadow of being dragged and slashed by Ye Qiao once again looming over her. "She has a Heavenly Spiritual Root, so of course she doesn't need to worry about being kicked out."

"Stop listening to her nonsense." Mingxuan stuck a talisman on her. "Shut up."

"Should this traitor be handed over to the Yueqing Sect for punishment?"

"Hand it over to the Yueqing Sect? That won't do." Chu Xingzhi sheathed his sword and muttered, "We're very worried about the Yueqing Sect's ability to handle this."

Xie Chuxue watched the show for a while, then seized the opportunity to interject, "Then let our Changming Sect handle it."

No one objected; it seems the sect leaders were eager to get rid of Yun Que, this troublesome figure.

Luo Xie Chuxue's hands...

Gee tut.

"Actually, sometimes Junior Uncle is more reliable than Master," Mingxuan muttered under his breath, "although most of the time, he's not quite normal."

Xue Yu wholeheartedly agreed.

"What are you all whispering about? I told you to clean up the mess, what are you all standing there for?"

The cold voice of the Sword Inquiry Sect Master, who had gathered his strength in his dantian, came from not far away, indicating that the matter had been resolved.

Mu Chongxi waved his hand, "Isn't there still the sword spirit? Let them go." Anyway, it's all about cleaning up the stragglers, so what difference does it make who goes? The sword spirit won't get tired.

"The Sword Spirit isn't here to clean up your mess!" Qin Fanfan arrived late and, upon hearing this, said irritably, "Don't dump everything on the Sword Spirit."

"No way, Master!" Mu Chongxi exclaimed. "We saved the people here, and you're sending our esteemed disciple to clean up the battlefield? Are those cultivators just freeloaders?"

"..." That makes sense.

Nobody wanted to clean up the battlefield and eliminate the hordes of demons and monsters hiding everywhere. It would be a waste of time, and everyone would be exhausted. Who would have the time to do such a thing?

In an instant, all the sword spirits were driven out to clean up the surrounding battlefield. While Ye Qiao was being struck, she casually threw out her spirit sword. Since they would all move on their own anyway, it was just right to let them clean up.

They have clearly overlooked one problem.

There is a hierarchy of contempt among the spirit swordsmen.

Moreover, people who are incompatible are more likely to fight.

"I Can't See You" was thrown out, slowly steadied the sword, and flew towards the Flying Immortal Sword.

The two swordsmen had disliked each other for a long time.

The man and the sword were locked in a fierce struggle. It was clear that Jun had no intention of refraining from bullying the female sword spirit. He reached out and grabbed the sword, attempting to slam her to the ground.

The moment the boy touched it, the Flying Immortal Sword transformed into a stream of light and vanished from his fingertips.

It's still very difficult to capture the speed of light.

The two, one white and one black, were locked in a fierce battle.

Ye Qiao discovered that Jun's discrimination against the Flying Immortal Sword was not just verbal; he had actually taken it to the ground.

"Feed?" she couldn't help but shout, "The Flying Immortal Sword hasn't taken form yet."

It's easy to break.

There is a difference in combat power between those who have transformed and those who haven't.

After a few exchanges, it became clear that the Flying Immortal Sword was no match for the transformed Bujian Jun. Fortunately, her attribute was light, otherwise Bujian Jun would have broken it in one go.

Duan Chen hesitated for a moment, then flew over to help Fei Xian, his voice slow and deliberate: "You can't treat a girl like that."

It would have been better if he hadn't interfered; originally, it was just a one-sided standoff between the two sword spirits. But once he intervened, Chao Xi, who had been silent all along, suddenly became excited.

"Are you very strong?" Chao Xi asked eagerly, "Hey, why don't you come and fight me?"

A bright red firework shot into the sky, intercepting Duan Chen. Duan Chen stopped in his tracks, his voice slow and deliberate, his gray eyes flashing with indifference, "Well then, alright."

No matter how well-behaved a sword spirit may appear on the surface, it is inherently warlike. Moreover, this was the patriarchal sword of the Zhou family back then, so how could Duan Chen really be as harmless as it seems?

"What are the attributes of Duan Chen?"

Mu Chongxi touched his chin. This silver sword spirit seems pretty powerful.

Zhou Xingyun stared for a few seconds, then replied, "I don't know."

"He basically didn't show up more than a few times."

He appears and disappears without a trace. Since he is hailed as the patriarch's sword by the Zhou family, he should be very strong as a matter of course.

"Look, is that Ye Qinghan's sword spirit?" Mingxuan raised his voice. He hadn't participated in the battle, so he naturally didn't know when the Broken Water Sword had taken form, but Ye Qinghan was exceptionally talented, so it wasn't surprising.

"The water supply is cut off!"

The ice-blue sword spirit's temperament was truly cold, quite different from Frost. Frost's coldness was the kind that seemed oblivious to human affairs, like a emotionless, taciturn loli.

But this sword spirit gives people a feeling of indifference that runs to the bone.

Chao Xi, who was born with a love for light and fire, decisively distanced himself from him. Mu Chongxi shuddered and muttered, "Indeed, a sword follows its master. Chao Xi, we should stay away from people with such dark and cold minds."

Ye Qinghan gave him a cold look upon hearing this.

Xue Yu was taken aback by the unfolding events: "They've started fighting, should we stop them?"

"Let's fight!" Xie Chuxue, always eager for a good show, said, "It'll be a good opportunity to see what these sword spirits are all capable of."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Changming Sect released so many sword spirits." Chu Xingzhi smirked sarcastically, "You guys are quite arrogant."

Mu Chongxi grinned, effortlessly retorting with a sarcastic remark: "After all, we, the Changming Sect, have four sword spirits. You're asking about the Sword Sect... those who know, know." The young man paused slightly, his smile mocking.

So far, only Ye Qinghan from the Sword Inquiry Sect has been able to transform into human form.

Chu Xingzhi felt like he'd been stabbed in the heart. He wanted to mock him, but for a moment he didn't know how.

On the other side, the Water-Severing Sword and the Frost Sword clashed.

Frost Sword: "They have a lot to say."

very noisy.

Without comment, the Water-Severing Sword cleanly severed the frozen ice block and coldly attacked the little girl in front of it.

In terms of attributes alone, the Frost Sword has the upper hand, but in terms of killing intent and ruthlessness, the Frost Sword is still lacking.

"They're fighting?" Zhou Yizhe stammered, his eyes widening in surprise. He had never seen such a lively scene in his life.

"So this is how you guys interact in private?"

Why would they make their sword spirits fight each other over the slightest disagreement?