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

Zhou Xingyun couldn't help but mutter to himself, "...What a fat dragon."

The original design of KFC is quite beautiful, with its fiery red color and its tail curled up, shimmering with iridescent light. Even if you can't tell it's a phoenix, it's still a beautiful mythical beast.

It turned out that the little prince was actually a big, fat, snow-white dragon?

Upon hearing this, Ao Li stomped his feet in anger: "I will grow up and become taller!!"

With a stomp of his foot, another group of aquatic creatures died.

Ye Qiao swallowed hard. "Okay. We understand."

Stop stomping your feet, she's afraid the little fat dragon will stomp them both to death if it gets angry.

The dragons are formidable fighters; with a single stomp, their massive forms are unmatched, and the aquatic creatures scatter in all directions.

It's no wonder that the dragon race holds such a high position in the South China Sea; even if their numbers are small, their size is still unmatched by the jiaolong (a type of dragon).

KFC shrank behind Ye Qiao, not daring to spit fireballs at him, for only the Phoenix Fire could ignite in the South China Sea.

Originally, the leader of this aquatic tribe only had his eye on the young prince. If he were to be exposed too soon, he would definitely be among those who were chased and killed.

The chubby little prince, increasingly enraged by the discrimination, swiftly whipped his tail, sending the aquatic creatures ten meters away flying.

That's why he hates the original form the most!!

Under the suppression of bloodline, the two dragons crawled on the ground, and the young prince, with only one dragon, could chase after both dragons and hammer them.

Ye Qiao and Zhou Xingyun exchanged a glance.

So it seems that this leader can only be dealt with by the two of them.

"We can't beat them," KFC said. "I advise you to calm down."

"I know," Ye Qiao replied softly, her palm facing upwards. The pale green domain enveloped everyone in the area. To be on the safe side, this time she brought her senior brother and KFC along to deal with this Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Zhou Xingyun still harbored some lingering fears about his previous entry into her domain. He pursed his lips and surveyed the area, wary that vines might suddenly leap out and attack them again.

After the previous beating, the domain fell silent, and all the creatures within it could be transformed into weapons of attack.

Ye Qiao mobilized all the attributes covered in her domain and unleashed them on the man, but the effect was not significant. The domain was effective against human cultivators, but against the thick-skinned dragon, it could only cause some superficial injuries.

"Can we solve this problem within the domain?" Zhou Xingyun asked.

He had witnessed the destructive power of Ye Qiao's domain, and it would be best to eliminate him in one fell swoop.

Ye Qiao shook her head. "No. It would only take him a little time to break through the domain, and that little time wouldn't be enough for Wanwusheng to obliterate him."

This is the drawback of Ye Qiao's domain.

Although Ye Qinghan sometimes likes to make some unpleasant comments about others, what he said is indeed very true. His own domain is too slow in dealing with people, and the conditions that are met can only be met after the color ends.

Her domain is virtually unbeatable when the opponents are of equal strength, provided that her opponent is not a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Ye Qiao was well aware of her own limitations. Sure enough, within two minutes, her domain was shattered by the man.

Zhou Xingyun's domain followed closely behind, its ethereal destructive power being zero, making it suitable for hunting down opponents. Once inside, one could easily become lost within this boundless domain.

Taking advantage of this lull, Zhou Xingyun asked, "If you strike a snake at its vital point, what about a dragon?"

He still wanted to get rid of the leader.

KFC swayed its drooping phoenix tail. "Dragons have incredibly strong vitality. Even if you shatter its heart, it might not die. Besides, it's only at the Nascent Soul stage."

Duan Chen and Bu Jian Jun refused to believe in this superstition. Without the two sword masters giving orders, the one in black and the one in silver leaped out one after the other, eager to try and slash hard at the man's groin.

The two swords, each imbued with murderous intent, were met with a disdainful laugh from the man, who allowed the two sword spirits to strike him. The fierce sword winds fell in response, slicing his body in half.

Unfortunately, even if trapped in the void, he still cannot be killed. In fact, the blood on the man in front of him will soon congeal and new limbs will grow.

The dragon's vitality is incredibly tenacious.

……

The three members of the Changming Sect, who were aimlessly searching for their companions, were also treated exceptionally poorly.

Mingxuan and Mu Chongxi were alright; one was a talisman cultivator and the other a sword cultivator, so all they had to do was throw talismans and pick up their swords. Xue Yu was the only one who overexerted his spiritual energy the entire time, with blood constantly dripping from his nose.

"Xue Yu." Ming Xuan was surprised: "This is the first time I've seen you with your mind completely drained." Ming Xuan and Ye Qiao are the most common people to experience this state of bleeding from all seven orifices.

Ye Qiao's spiritual sense should be above theirs, but she overdraws too many talismans and exhausts them, while Xue Yu rarely does. The other party is very good at knowing how to control himself and cannot be as reckless as the two of them.

This is the first time.

Xue Yu said weakly, "If it weren't for my junior sister and senior brother who got separated, I wouldn't have to do this."

Their reliable yet not-so-reliable junior sister has disappeared somewhere.

Xue Yu could only be extra careful, at least to ensure the safety of the team before finding the person.

Fortunately, he was a pill cultivator and could be self-sufficient, constantly consuming spirit-replenishing pills. "However, it wasn't without its advantages."

"It can train your consciousness." He paused slightly as he spoke, "For example, this."

Xue Yu slightly raised his hand, and in his hand was a faint dark light—a domain.

The dark, inky light spread out in layers, like a scroll being unfurled. The domain expanded continuously at this moment, creating a very mysterious feeling. Everything was under his control and transformation. Xue Yu's mind worked quickly, and he grasped this point in the instant he got his hands on it.

Based on his previous experiences, he had seen illusions no less than three times.

This time, it was within his own illusory realm.

It can create any scene at will. Xue Yu had only experienced it once in a daze. Now that his spiritual sense was exhausted, he dared not activate it.

If he loses control, he might become the only disciple among the five sects to be destroyed by his own domain.

Xue Yu prefers to be cautious and always tries to have everything under control before taking any action. This was the only time his mental energy was so thoroughly depleted.

I never expected to have this kind of result.

Mu Chongxi and Ming Xuan were both taken aback. No one would be uninterested in a domain, and so far, Changming Sect only had two people with it.

Mu Chongxi immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Let me see!!"

"What kind of domain is this? How did you create it? Is it the same as Junior Sister's? Her domain can annihilate people, they're gone in a flash." He vividly added his voice, staring at the domain in Xue Yu's palm with sparkling eyes.

Xue Yu: "...No."

He wasn't that ruthless. "It's called a scroll within a scroll."

Just from the name, you can tell it's not the kind that's overly lethal.

Okay, actually names aren't always accurate; Ye Qiao is a classic example of a scam.

"This should be related to divine sense. An illusion-type domain?" Mingxuan, who came from a prestigious family, was knowledgeable. After staring at it for a few seconds, he raised his eyebrows and said happily, "Impressive, Xue Yu."

Unsure, Mu Chongxi scratched his head and asked, "What is an illusion-type domain?"

His concept of the field has remained somewhat vague until now.

Mingxuan lazily explained, "Have you experienced the illusion realm before? In this realm, Xue Yu can construct any scene and immerse people in it. This is somewhat similar to the Landscape Painting. The only difference is that attacks within the realm are effective."

"No recollection." Mu Chongxi shook his head, his voice dry. The illusion that could affect other people's state of mind was useless to him. He usually chose to smash it with a single sword strike, so he didn't feel anything special.

Mingxuan raised an eyebrow and stroked his chin: "That's why people from the Path of Passion have a lot on their minds. Of course, someone like you, a cultivator from the Path of Inquiry with an empty head, wouldn't understand."

The third realm of the Changming Sect.

The scroll painting and the landscape painting.

Whether it's the spirit artifact or the domain name, Xue Yu is a standard illusion type.

Mingxuan couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Besides, I've overdrawn my divine sense so many times, and I still haven't even touched the tail of the domain."

Mu Chongxi: "You only broke through to the Nascent Soul stage two months ago, right?" He said enviously, "I want a domain too~~"

The two made sounds of longing.

Xue Yu rolled his eyes at the two of them, clearly annoyed.

*

The two domains shattered, and three figures appeared on the battlefield. The leader, who had been imprisoned, walked out unharmed, his gaze filled with coldness and killing intent.

"You two failed?" The young prince was not surprised at all, speaking quickly: "It seems we really can't beat them."

He pondered his options: "I still hold a high position among the aquatic tribe, they wouldn't dare kill me. How about we have them set up a three-person prison, and the three of us live together?"

Ye Qiao and Zhou Xingyun both declined his invitation to go to prison.

With the help of the young prince, the pressure from the Nascent Soul stage was practically nonexistent. The two ferocious dragons were like toys in the young prince's hands; he could step on one at a time as if it were a mudfish.

However, to dragons, a jiaolong (蛟龙) is indeed no different from a loach (泥鱼).

The young prince held back the two giant dragons, and the water spheres that shot out from all directions were kicked back by Ye Qiao in the front, each blow hitting the aquatic soldiers squarely.

In an instant, a large area around them was empty.

The pale green sword energy fell, and the vibrant flowers were particularly eye-catching.

Ye Qiao always felt that her sword energy was too strange compared to those domineering and fierce ones, but she couldn't deny that the sword energy was indeed very beautiful when it swept down.

What is this called? Is it a romance unique to the common people?

"The Path of the Common People." The leader immediately understood. "It's rare to see cultivators from the Path of the Common People these days. But throughout history, the Path of the Common People has always been righteous and focused on saving the world. This is the first time we've seen someone with your kind of character."

"Have you seen other Daoist paths?" Ye Qiaojian paused slightly. It was strange, as there were very few Daoist paths in the cultivation world, yet they seemed to be known by everyone.

"Of course, all cultivators of the Path of All Living Beings are in harmony with the will of Heaven." He sneered. "I thought there were none left, but I didn't expect to see another one."

He seemed to say a lot of things, but in reality, it was all useless talk. Ye Qiao didn't hear anything useful for a long time. "Then thank you for the compliment?"

The leader sneered and delivered a direct blow to her.

It's no exaggeration to say that a strike from a Nascent Soul cultivator could be as devastating as a mountain collapsing or a tidal wave crashing down.

The water surged all around, gathering in the man's palm. His eyes flashed with undisguised murderous intent. "Perhaps you can go down and ask how those people from the Path of the Living Dead died before you."

The suppression of one's realm prevents one from having any thought of resistance.

The two spirit swords, Jinghong and Lueying, grew stronger with each battle. Even though you couldn't hear them talking, you could sense that they were even trying to urge Ye Qiao to go up and fight the opponent.

Go ahead and fight them; maybe if the fight is intense enough, they'll even transform.

Sensing their restless activity, Ye Qiao gripped the sword tightly in her hand, threatening to strike a Nascent Soul cultivator at a Deity Transformation cultivator.

She's not crazy; fighting aquatic creatures is enough for her.

She was in a Nascent Soul stage, and she wasn't trying to die.

As his attack arrived, Ye Qiao slammed the pale gold tower down with her other hand.

Suddenly, a magical artifact enveloped him. The tower spirit immediately tried to trap him inside, but the Nascent Soul stage cultivator's reaction speed was too fast, and in the end, he only managed to absorb the surrounding attacks.

Enraged by the loneliness that filled its belly, the tower spirit cried out, "Aaaaaah, Ye Qiao!!"

"Is this how you treat me?"

"Isn't that why I thought of you first when I was in danger?" Ye Qiao looked at it. "At least you got attacked."

After absorbing that attack, the first floor of the tower was attacked indiscriminately, and its interior was smashed and shattered. It angrily flapped its wings and went back into the tower to repair it, patching and mending it for another three years.

The combined attack was unexpectedly thwarted, and the leader stared in astonishment at the strange tower.

After finishing his conversation with Ye Qiao, the pale golden tower disappeared again.

"A magical artifact?" His eyes changed. "Kill her, I want her magical artifact."

"And her two swords!!"

Those two swords were also very special; one was dark purple and the other light purple. When they were used together, their power could be combined, making them a very rare pair of swords.

Ye Qiao's lips twitched as she looked at the densely packed number of creatures that kept appearing before her. She couldn't help but suspect that, to ensure absolute success, Old Bi had summoned all the aquatic creatures within Dragon Gorge.

The junior uncle gave a considerable number of talismans, but talismans are consumables. If one's strength exceeds the limits of the talismans, throwing more will be useless.

Unable to quell the two dragons with any talismans, the young prince stamped his foot in frustration, looking at the endless swarms of demonic beasts that seemed like ants. "What do I do?" he grumbled. "Once I get out, I'm going to find my father and have him kill them!"

"It's alright, it's alright. I still have some cheap talismans." The pale yellow talisman was flicked between Ye Qiao's fingertips like a trick, and then accurately tossed onto the leader's head.

He originally intended to coldly watch the others be torn apart and leave the scene, but unexpectedly, a talisman was thrown at him. However, it seemed that this disciple's aim was a bit off? The talisman did not land on him, but instead landed on his head.

He sneered, "Is this the skill passed down directly by your human race?"

When the leader uttered the word "human race," he paused for a moment, his tone filled with sarcasm and disdain.

Ye Qiao gave a strange smile, quickly retreated, and clearly enunciated, "Five, thunder, boom, top."