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

"Far away, yet right before your eyes." He looked up, smiling. "Then why don't you try to guess based on this phrase?"

"Right in front of you?" Ye Qiao repeated.

"Could it be..." Mingxuan pointed to himself, "that the Demon Emperor wants to possess us?"

Xie Chuxue's lips twitched, and she shook her head vigorously, "No need, this is really unnecessary."

One can be confident, but not universally trusting.

"There will be other guests at the banquet today," Xie Chuxue stretched. "Be prepared."

The Demon Emperor's goal was clear: to attack the city where the cultivation world was located. The failure of this operation made people worry about the possibility of a second attack.

Cultivators aren't like ninja turtles, waiting for other races to invade. What's called a victory celebration is actually a way to discuss alliances with other races.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with them.

"Other guests?" Mingxuan sat up straight. Born into a prominent family, he was somewhat knowledgeable about these matters. To be received by so many high-ranking members, the guests Xie Chuxue was referring to must be from other races of extremely high status. "Which race?"

"The Dragon Clan." Xie Chuxue didn't mind telling them this; even if he didn't, Qin Fanfan would come and inform them later.

"The Phoenix Clan is almost extinct, while the Dragon Clan is at least still a dominant force in the region."

Zhou Xingyun was slightly surprised. "Arrogant dragons?"

Ye Qiao made a comparison, "Even more fond of looking down on people than Song Hansheng?"

Xue Yu pondered for a moment: "It's like comparing a small fry to a big fish."

They've never dealt with dragons before, so it's really hard to say.

Dragons and phoenixes sometimes form contracts with human cultivators, but for a race of super-spirit beast level, choosing a cultivator is undoubtedly a disgrace.

"That's right, it's a dragon." Xie Chuxue: "It has a mysterious scent from an ancient spirit beast clan."

"I'll be your grandma's ass." Qin Fanfan searched the celebration banquet but couldn't find Xie Chuxue anywhere. Turns out, this shameless girl had squeezed into a table with the kids. He picked her up and, without thinking, chased her away, "Go and negotiate with the Eight Great Families."

Only shamelessness can defeat shamelessness. Elder Zhao and the others held their own in their debate with the scholars, but Xie Chuxue, with her thick skin, was more suited to confront those old fogies from the Eight Great Families.

After sending Xie Chuxue away, Qin Fanfan glanced at Ye Qiao and the other four, and said indifferently, "I'm giving you a task."

In an instant, the five alarms went off.

Another mission?

Ye Qiao sat up straight. "Didn't you promise to give us a holiday?"

Qin Fanfan chuckled, "This isn't the kind of complicated mission you're thinking of, and you won't need to fight. Our human cultivators have a history with the dragon race. Otherwise, the Land of Inheritance wouldn't have allowed you to obtain the dragon race's inheritance so easily."

"It's a collaboration. To show our sincerity, the Dragon Clan's young prince will come the next day, and it's the best option for you to go there to negotiate."

"And the dragons," he paused for a moment, "are a good opportunity to toughen up your fragile bodies."

"The mission won't be completed for another two months. In the meantime, you can do whatever you want."

Two months?

This amount of time isn't enough for her to sleep.

"What if we encounter danger?"

Qin Fanfan: "Keep the jade slip with you and stay in touch at all times."

Mingxuan interjected, "If you encounter danger, do you think you can fly from the sect to the Dragon Clan?"

Qin Fanfan said seriously, "Although our bodies cannot go, our souls can stay with you forever."

Then he noticed Ye Qiao's expression. "What's wrong? Smile, Qiao."

Upon learning that she only had one month of vacation left, Ye Qiao's eyes immediately lost their sparkle. She stared at him blankly and then uttered meaningless syllables: "Ha, ha, ha."

"Alright, stop laughing." Qin Fanfan coughed twice. "I'll give you some guidance later. Let us know if anything happens after you go to the Dragon Clan."

"Um," Ye Qiao said, slightly recovering from the huge shock, and told Qin Fanfan with utmost sincerity, "I've noticed that you all seem to be like landlords who exploited peasants in feudal society."

They wished they could squeeze them dry.

Qin Fanfan looked completely bewildered: "What do you mean?"

Mingxuan was quick to respond: "I'm praising you."

Qin Fanfan felt that what she heard wasn't very nice. She glanced at them to make sure the group of children were in good spirits, then nodded and walked to the head of the table.

When Xie Chuxue arrived, the situation was already one-sided. Elder Zhao coldly glanced at the faces of the eight great families and asked, "Do you have any complaints about our direct disciples?"

"Ye Qiao's ability to win is his own skill, not a fig leaf for you to cover up your shamelessness."

"So how did you win?" Patriarch Ye asked coldly. "What exactly happened with the lightning tribulation that day?"

The tribulations of the three Nascent Soul stage cultivators connected directly, and not only those in Bibo City witnessed it, but also the heads of the eight great families far away were so shocked that they ran out.

No one except the cultivators of Bibo City knew how they won. Even though the cultivators were arguing fiercely, the eight great families remained stubborn.

"What else could it be but a lightning tribulation? Why are you all talking so much nonsense?" Duan Yu was already impatient. He wasn't good at verbal sparring to begin with, and he coldly drew his sword. "If you keep babbling, believe me, I'll chop you up!"

"..."

The other elders coughed quietly twice: "Um..."

The main theme of this celebration banquet was to value harmony and treat everyone with kindness.

The head of the Ye family was also a true swordsman. He immediately drew his sword and sneered twice, "At least we have the right to know what happened back then."

It is said that the Ghost King Tower, which disappeared at that time, also appeared.

That's really interesting.

Their purpose in coming here was twofold: firstly, to demand an explanation and save face; and secondly, to find out what happened that day.

The advantage is that it can attract some disciples. The eight great families also need to maintain their reputation. Since those direct descendants have already left, it is not advisable to be angry. It is most useful to take more credit for oneself.

"So you want to know?" The elder of the Azure Water Sect said impatiently. "Besides the direct disciples, the one who played the biggest role at the time was Ye Qiao. You insist on taking credit for it. Then I can only say that you have no shame at all."

The loyalists also played a role; at least without their help, Bibo City fell very easily, but the victory was mainly due to Ye Qiao.

"Stop arguing, stop arguing. I can forgive your ignorance for now." Xie Chuxue lazily waved his hand as he saw them still arguing about the issue.

At that time, there was a prominent message on the forum of the Jade Slip section of the cultivation world.

—Someone is selling photo-taking stones.

They even went so far as to promote it on the forum, using every possible means possible.

"Come, come, let the lightning tribulation cleave the secret realm, let the nascent soul cleave the demon race, I am Ye Qiao, remember that. Welcome, fellow cultivators, to watch the image stone of Ye Qiao, the number one cultivator in the cultivation world, undergoing his nascent soul tribulation."

This is a scene that someone recorded with a photo stone that day.

Ye Qiao, who had been watching the show, suddenly straightened up like a spring: "..." Damn it.

Who the hell recorded this?