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

The days without missions allowed the disciples to let loose for nearly a month, until the arrival of several elders broke the atmosphere of laziness and slacking off in the courtyard. First, Xie Chuxue waved her hand, signaling them to come back to their senses.

The courtyard was divided into several rooms, with each disciple having a separate room. Duan Yu quickly knocked on the doors of the five people's rooms, asking them to come out and meet him.

After they finally emerged, Ye Qiao vaguely understood why they had been called out. Standing in front of Duan Yu was the young prince of the Dragon Clan, who snorted when he saw Ye Qiao.

He was clearly somewhat dissatisfied that these people ignored him and went back to their respective courtyards to sleep.

"How's it feeling to rest for a month?"

"I feel..." Ye Qiao thought for a moment and said sincerely, "We can rest for another month."

As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Zhao gave him a cold look.

Xie Chuxue sighed, "Alright."

Judging from Ye Qiao's explanation, it's clear that this group of people really did play around for a month. Although forcing growth is not advisable, the results of this experience are quite remarkable. How did this group manage to be so focused and idle?

"So, you have a month to figure out how to arrange things?"

"For example, regarding the matter of going to the dragon clan, have you collected all the usable information?"

Xue Yu was speechless after being asked two questions in a row. Ye Qiao, thick-skinned, simply pretended not to understand.

Xie Chuxue's temper was truly among the best of the three, compared to the other hot-tempered elders. He wouldn't sneer at them from time to time, and when he did target someone, it was only Ming Xuan. He would never beat them up. The formation was much gentler than a physical punch or attack.

Faced with the scrutinizing gazes of the elders, Xue Yu simply gave up and replied, "I haven't had time to collect them yet. I'll take them to the library in a few days."

Xie Chuxue didn't say much. He nodded, looking at Ye Qiao with a neutral gaze, his tone much warmer, "In this competition, you also showed us what a genius is."

"But I think your strength can be improved further."

Duan Yu, with his hands behind his back, replied in a low voice, "If compared to other cultivators, you are undoubtedly the most outstanding."

"I hope you will not let the sect down this time."

Mu Chongxi realized they probably wanted to beat them up again, and with a pained expression, asked, "So you're going to beat us up again next?"

"Smart." Xie Chuxue straightened up slightly and clapped her hands. "Don't be nervous, it's just to improve your physical skills. Have you ever thought about how you would spar with someone if you didn't have cultivation or a sword?"

Ye Qiao prefers to kick directly or use his fists. They are good at dodging and are not bad in terms of physical skills. At least compared with their peers, they are definitely the best.

Mu Chongxi didn't care at all, "Let's fight with our bare hands, what else can we do?"

"You seem very confident?"

Hearing Elder Duan's cold laugh, Mu Chongxi had a bad feeling.

"Seal your cultivation, and stop talking nonsense. Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi, you two go first." Duan Yu pointed to the little boy in front of him. Not only did the dragons want to see the strength of cultivators, but they were also very curious about the dragon species. However, a group of elders would not bully the younger generation.

It can only be done through this group of relatives.

Ye Qiao, whose name was mentioned, smiled slightly. "Why am I included?"

She didn't say a word the whole time.

Why not just punish Mu Chongxi? Why is she involved too?

Compared to the reluctance of the two, the young prince was quite calm and composed.

He mimicked Ye Qiao's previous provocative gesture, beckoning slightly with his hand, "Come on."

He actually looked kind of cute when he did that cheeky thing. Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi exchanged a glance and reluctantly went up to him. They would take it easy this time.

After all, it's their yard; if it collapses, they'll have nowhere to live.

Even though the child in front of me is very young, there is no denying that he is a genuine dragon.

After his cultivation was sealed, his lethality plummeted, and he couldn't even use a sword, relying solely on physical techniques. Mu Chongxi felt uncertain about his future.

At first, he wanted to take the initiative, but he was too slow. The young boy in front of him turned around and grabbed his arm. After a few moves of entanglement, Ao Li easily threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

With a thud as something heavy fell to the ground, Mu Chongxi tried to get up.

The next second, the little prince punched him in the eye socket.

It doesn't hurt, I'm just a little dazed.

The two attacked one at a time. Seeing that Mu Chongxi was defeated within ten moves, she immediately retreated. The young prince was much more cautious when dealing with Ye Qiao. The competition had shown that this disciple's methods were endless and she was very difficult to deal with.

"I have a request." Ye Qiao dodged the boy's fierce punch, the air whistling past her ear with a sense of pressure. She was extremely sincere. "Please don't hit my face, okay?"

"That's right." She said shamelessly, "I have this status in the cultivation world entirely because of my looks."

Since being beaten is a foregone conclusion, it's better to fight for some benefits for oneself.

Without hesitation, the young prince punched Ye Qiao in the eye socket. He held back his strength, otherwise he could have sent the person flying.

Ye Qiao most likely dodged quickly; while other things might be uncertain, she rarely faltered in terms of speed.

Zhou Xingyun observed calmly and said, "Ao Li's attack speed is impossible to see. In terms of both speed and attack power, human cultivators are simply no match for this special race."

In terms of physical skills, the Dragon Clan is virtually invincible. Mu Chongxi, relying on the Dragon Clan's heritage, could barely exchange a few blows with his opponent, while Ye Qiao could only choose to dodge.

"Alright." Ye Qiao was punched to the ground, gave an OK sign, covered her nose which was almost bleeding, lay there for a few seconds, then jumped up briskly. "Now I'm sure he's a dragon."

This simple and brutal method is unique to the dragon race, so it's no wonder that the dragon race's inheritance found Mu Chongxi.

Ye Qiao didn't like being beaten all the time.

Just a little probing was enough. The moment he threw his punch, Ye Qiao sent out a wisp of her divine sense, and Ao Li didn't react to it at all.

Therefore, it can be confirmed that the young prince's spiritual level is not as high as hers.

"You go fight him." Ye Qiao barely managed to stop the bleeding from her nose, observing the young prince's attack sequence and several of his signature moves. "I'll remind you."

It seemed that Elder Duan meant they wouldn't be allowed to leave if they couldn't win. That suited their desire to figure out the Dragon Clan's trump cards. After a brief discussion, Mu Chongxi made his move again.

Ye Qiao's divine sense spread out at this moment, like an invisible net that silently enveloped people.

Her divine sense easily detected the young prince's movements. Seeing this, she further communicated with him using her divine sense, directing Mu Chongxi to evade with her. With this back-and-forth, the originally passive situation was suddenly reversed.

After several failed attacks, the young prince became somewhat irritable. Dragons are inherently a bit irritable, and he guessed that the culprit was Ye Qiao. What he disliked even more was that the other party's spiritual sense was clearly superior to his own.

"What is the strength of your spiritual consciousness?" The young prince looked up and stared at her.

Late Nascent Soul stage? He had a feeling it might be more than that.

Ye Qiao gave a forced smile: "Take a guess?"

Ao Li refused.

This disciple seemed to be able to predict his attack sequence. Except for the initial success, he intercepted his attacks perfectly every time afterward, which drove the young prince crazy. Seeing this opportunity, Ye Qiao kicked the young prince in the chest with a fierce gust of wind. This kick was so powerful that it sent him flying into the wall.

She kicked him mercilessly, but it didn't even cause the dragon a scratch; instead, it smashed a hole in the wall.

"Wow." Ye Qiao looked at the huge hole. "Such a big hole. How much will it cost to repair it?"

Mu Chongxi patted her on the shoulder, "It's okay, it's just a wall, you don't need to pay for it."

"Why?" Ye Qiao raised an eyebrow.

"Because you smashed my wall..." Zhou Xingyun's voice came from behind him, his face darkening at that moment, and the shape of the hole was not neat.

Mu Chongxi's eyes widened slightly, and he swallowed hard: "You've... you've turned evil?"

"Whoa, run!!"

The two of them took off swiftly with a light step, and Zhou Xingyun coldly pursed his lips and chased after them. In an instant, the three of them disappeared without a trace, leaving Ming Xuan and Xue Yu looking at each other.

Xie Chuxue placed her hand on her forehead, and in the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared from sight. "These sword cultivators are really quite a handful."

Duan Yu looked at the little prince who was huffing and puffing as he crawled out of the hole, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He knew Ye Qiao's memory. She could act out what she remembered the next second. A race with such a unique advantage should not be suppressed and beaten.

But that's the reality. Speed ​​can't outpace the speed of divine sense, and the moves are too simple, making them too easy for Ye Qiao to figure out.

He reassured the other person twice.

Elder Zhao secretly made up his mind that he would definitely make them leave the sect in a few days! If they stayed any longer, their Changming Sect would be torn apart and nothing would be left.

In recent months, the Wenjian Sect has been in seclusion, and the Yueqing Sect has also been cultivating. Only the Changming Sect has been sent on missions, which has made many disciples envious.

Compared to the tedious practice, going out is definitely more interesting.

With only a month of rest left, Elder Zhao, to prevent them from getting lost in unfamiliar territory or angering the Dragon Clan due to their lack of manners, unusually gave them a series of lengthy lessons. The entire lecture revolved around this ancient divine beast clan.

They were getting sleepy listening to him. Elder Zhao would often veer off-topic, and before long, he would steer the conversation toward the glorious history of the Changming Sect, reminiscing about its illustrious past.

Seeing the elder's engrossed expression, Ye Qiao didn't dare to disturb him. Instead, she took a few sheets of paper and idly sketched and drew on the book to study talismans.

Seeing this, Xue Yu raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you really afraid of getting caught?"

They dared to practice drawing talismans during Elder Zhao's class.

Ye Qiao gestured for him to look elsewhere. Ming Xuan and Mu Chongxi had learned a new origami game in class, flying paper airplanes around in the air and launching them precisely every time Elder Zhao turned around.

Sometimes, the plane would unfortunately fly over Zhou Xingyun's head, and then the senior brother would reward them with two punches on the head without any expression.

Overall, Ye Qiao's performance in class was fairly normal.

She was just studying how to draw symbols.

such as--

Five Thunderbolts Talisman.

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There will probably be three chapters tomorrow.