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

On the morning of the third day, all the disciples, including the elders, were summoned to witness the main figures of this event. In Ye Qiao's imagination, the mysterious dragon clan should at least be a giant dragon that descended from the sky. When they actually saw it, they all fell silent for a few seconds.

It's not that the other person was particularly ugly or anything, but the difference from what I imagined was quite large.

He was a young child, probably around twelve or thirteen years old, still with baby fat. He didn't look like a dragon at all, and he couldn't compare to the phantom seen in the Land of Inheritance.

Early in the morning, five close disciples were called out to watch a child. To be honest, their expressions were not very pleasant, and their attitudes gradually changed from solemn to indifferent and perfunctory.

Chu Xingzhi even wanted to make a sarcastic remark, "Is that all?" The boy opened his mouth, but was silenced by a glare from the elders.

Mingxuan looked at the young prince in surprise, then turned to Xue Yu beside him and asked, "Is this the legendary Dragon Clan?"

Mu Chongxi was equally surprised: "So, he's a person?" He had thought he was an animal like KFC.

Ye Qiao: "It's hard to imagine that he's actually a person."

The young prince of the dragon clan had sensitive hearing and stared intently at the disciple who had spoken the most unpleasant words. The girl was dressed in plain clothes and looked rather obedient and quiet.

His lips curled into a cold smile: "Who spoke?"

"A direct disciple of the Changming Sect."

"Where is the person next to her?"

"Another direct disciple of the Changming Sect."

Oh. Are these two, Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong, a combined entity?

It's obvious that this sect wasn't a proper sect.

In his mind, the Changming Sect, a major sect, was immediately eliminated from the list of human races he could cooperate with.

When the disciples didn't take the child seriously and even wanted to wave goodbye and go back to sleep, Zhou Xingyun suddenly whispered, "He is in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm."

He and Ye Qinghan broke through early, and their cultivation was at the mid-Nascent Soul stage. If the young prince did not use a magic artifact to conceal his cultivation, then he was undoubtedly at the late-Nascent Soul stage.

Chu Xingzhi's gaze shifted: "Seriously?"

"Him?" Su Zhuo chimed in.

"Yes," Ye Qinghan nodded affirmatively, "very strong."

Even Ye Qinghan said so, so it can only be the late stage of Nascent Soul.

"Are you sure he needs our protection?" Ye Qiao pointed to herself incredulously. "Protecting him would be worse than protecting me."

"That's not the point," Xue Yu shook her, signaling her to cheer up. "Who wouldn't want to be on good terms with the dragons?"

"There's also the issue of face. This is our venue, and we absolutely cannot lose to the other sects."

In this situation, a fight has to be fought to a draw, whether they want to or not, because it's a matter of face.

"Come to the sword training ground on the back mountain of Changming Sect." Duan Yu gestured for them to follow. This time, the young prince brought several guards with him. Their cultivation levels were estimated to be in the late Golden Core stage. As soon as they entered, they looked Changming Sect up and down.

He let out a few mocking sounds.

The dragon race has no shortage of spirit stones, as evidenced by the various treasures left behind after obtaining the inheritance from the inheritance ground. Seeing the monotonous appearance of the human cultivators' sects, they openly expressed their disdain.

Zhou Xingyun glanced at them and walked past them indifferently, "Don't make any pig noises if you don't have to."

One of them roared in anger: "You...!"

"Wait." Ye Qiao interrupted him in time, bumping into him with a dash. While the dragon was shocked and angry, thinking she had something to say, Ye Qiao asked casually, "What are we having for breakfast today, Second Senior Brother?"

Mingxuan chuckled twice, his expression ambiguous, and walked past them.

The newly arrived dragons were nearly driven half-mad by the Changming Sect's tacit cooperation.

"They're so good at teamwork." The young dragon prince smirked. "I hope they'll be just as coordinated when we fight."

There was only one competition platform in the sword training ground on the back mountain. To be on the safe side, Elder Zhao made a point beforehand after they all arrived: "If any part of the venue is damaged, we will compensate tenfold."

"I doubt any of my disciples want to stay and lose money." He glanced at the several powerful sword cultivators. "Don't you agree?"

The disciple who was hit by the gunfire reflexively straightened his back and nodded subconsciously.

"Your Highness, shall we leave now, or stay and see what happens?" the guard asked in a low voice.

"Stay and take a look." The young prince's voice was somewhat soft, and his gaze fell on the Sword Inquiry Sect.

He had a better opinion of this sect. Compared to the strange one before, this one seemed much more normal. Besides, what exactly was the difference between human cultivators and their dragon race? In any case, it was worth staying to watch the competition between these so-called disciples.

"Are you the most powerful cultivators in the cultivation world?" The young prince asked, looking at the serious-looking Ye Qinghan, as if he didn't understand.

Ye Qinghan said calmly, "No. It's possible that some rogue cultivators possess extraordinary talent."

"But most of the younger and stronger ones are here."

The young prince understood, "Then I hope you can win."

No matter how you look at it, the Sword Inquiry Sect is more reliable than the Everlasting Brightness Sect.

Ye Qinghan nodded.

In their hearts, however, they had already begun to analyze each other's strengths.

Biyue Sect was the first to be eliminated, Chengfeng Sect only had two sword cultivators, and Yueqing Sect had four talisman cultivators.

Currently, only the Changming Sect and the Wenjian Sect are vying for the mission of escorting the young prince.

Even before the competition started, there was already a palpable tension and hostility between the two sides.

"Come, come, come." Ye Qiao gestured for them to lean closer, then whispered a few words.

Mu Chongxi thought for a moment, "I'll keep Chu Xingzhi tied down."

Ye Qiao blinked: "Leave Ye Qinghan to me." Ye Qinghan probably also wanted to beat herself up in this kind of formal competition.

"Besides Zhu You, there are also those two sword cultivators; they'll be difficult to deal with if they work together," Mu Chongxi reminded him. "Will it be alright to leave them to our senior brother?"

Zhou Xingyun remained indifferent, yet appeared puzzled. "Didn't they say their strength was just average?"

"They are indeed quite average when fighting alone, but their teamwork is excellent. When the two of them work together, they can achieve a cross-border counterattack."

Ye Qiao, seeing how logically he spoke, asked, "Have you fought against them?"

Mu Chongxi shook his head honestly: "No, but I have seen them working together to fight against the monsters."

Ye Qiao and Mu Zhongxi were often forced to train together.

One is good at dodging, the other is good at head-on confrontation.

The two can't be said to have no cooperation, but they both prefer to fight individually, while team battles now test teamwork.

Ye Qinghan frowned, wondering what these people were secretly discussing. "Be careful of Ye Qiao."

"Try to get rid of her first."

Both sides harbor great animosity towards each other.

Zhu You rested her chin on her hand: "Do you hate her that much?"

Ye Qinghan: "I'm just analyzing from an objective point of view; she's very troublesome."

"However, Changming Sect has a pill refiner, which gives us an advantage."

Pill cultivation is a treasure of the cultivation world, but it is completely disadvantageous in combat. Chu Xingzhi couldn't help but raise his head again, "This time we must win."

The conversation between the two sides was clearly heard by those with higher cultivation levels present.

"Ha. These brats, after all that scheming, they're completely disregarding alchemy cultivators."

Duan Yu laughed, "Perhaps it's because I usually act too harmless."

This competition was very interesting.

If there isn't a significant difference in cultivation levels, then who will win at the same level?

The default rules of this competition are that sword spirits cannot leave their positions, domains cannot be opened, and it is a fair duel.

Ye Qinghan and Ye Qiao exchanged a glance, and Ye Qinghan said coldly, "I usually don't lose."

"I don't usually brag," she said with a smirk. "The moment I say it, I've already won."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qinghan curled her lips coldly and prepared to go on stage without saying a word.

"Ye Qinghan." Before going on stage, Ye Qiao called out to him, giving him a slight smile and saying in a disgusting tone, "Good luck!"

Ye Qiao was greeted by Ye Qinghan's cold, piercing gaze.

The young prince of the dragon clan stared thoughtfully at the way the two rival sects interacted for a few seconds without saying a word.

Ye Qiao discovered that this young prince enjoyed observing how cultivators interacted.

She paused, then turned to Mingxuan and said casually, "Speaking of which, it's a common way for us cultivators to talk. Adding a 'duck' when we speak makes us seem very friendly."

The young prince paused for a moment, then silently memorized it.