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

"Wow." Mu Chongxi exclaimed in disbelief, "Impressive! When did you leave that memory talisman?"

The effect is worse than a commemorative stone; you can see a three- or four-second image.

"A little habit of talisman cultivators." Talisman cultivators need to observe their surroundings and leave their own marks and traces in every place, just like a puppy urinating, so that it is easier to use the talismans in their hands.

During his stay at the Dragon Palace, he quietly and without leaving any trace scattered his talismans all around.

Xue Yu even complained that he was like a pervert, now he's discovered the benefits of being a pervert!

The three exchanged a few insults before the scene emanating from the talisman caused them all to fall silent.

A woman, her face half-covered, stormed into the Dragon Palace and, expressionless, snapped the neck of a water creature.

The ground was covered in blood and the corpses of aquatic creatures; the entire palace had become a living hell, and the lingering stench of blood permeated the air.

Damn it, what kind of luck is this? I stumbled upon a murder and body disposal scene as soon as I stepped out.

Mingxuan quickly grabbed two concealment talismans and stuck them to his body. He held his breath and pressed himself against the wall outside the Dragon Palace, remaining motionless and carefully concealing his presence, afraid of being noticed.

The woman in the video, unaware that she was being watched, slightly tilted her head, smiled, and gave a cold look to the aquatic creature that had come to help. "So eager to come and die?"

It felt like a knife slicing through the air, making everyone tremble uncontrollably.

She waved her hand, and with a single strike.

The aquatic creatures that rushed over didn't even have time to say a word before they all collapsed to the ground.

With that kind of strength, one must be at least at the Nascent Soul stage.

With the woman's strike, the scene vanished instantly, and the three of them exchanged a dazed glance, still somewhat bewildered.

Mu Chongxi pursed his lips, cautiously saying, "I've only ever seen Junior Sister's curse seal possess this kind of power."

One strike and all beings are equal.

"At least at the Nascent Soul stage," Mingxuan speculated. "In the demon race, that kind of strength would be at least at the elder level. Why did they bring so many people? Are they planning to slaughter the aquatic race?"

"The dragon race is not weak, but its numbers are extremely small. Other aquatic monsters follow different lords, so they don't unite against external enemies, which is why they are so fearless."

Or perhaps those aquatic creatures had long been dissatisfied with the dragons. Aside from those who chose to follow the dragons, the other aquatic creatures wouldn't come to help at all.

The three men carefully hid themselves and watched silently as the woman, after leaving a few survivors, tapped one of them on the head. Finally, screams echoed from within the palace, and as the sounds gradually subsided, the man turned into an idiot.

Mingxuan changed several projection talismans before he could see the whole process. He opened his mouth, unable to accept it, "That was... Searching for the Gods?"

Mu Chongxi gripped the cold sword tightly. He turned his head and asked in a low voice, "What are they doing?" He noticed that the people's expressions were extremely painful, and they looked like idiots in front of everyone.

He wasn't from a family of cultivators, so he only had a vague understanding of this. Xue Yu rested a finger on his chin, pondering, "They've been searched by spirits."

The Search for Gods is forbidden in the cultivation world.

If anything goes wrong, she'll become an idiot; even Yun Que never intended to search for her spirit.

After searching the spiritual consciousness of these aquatic creatures, the recording talisman also revealed the voice of a woman communicating with someone.

"Did you find it?"

"no."

The woman immediately sneered twice, "They should tie up a dragon."

"Only the dragons would know such secrets. What would those rotten fish and shrimp of the aquatic race know?" The woman said casually, scoffing at her companion's speed. "Hurry up, don't waste your breath on these trash."

"How arrogant!" Mingxuan couldn't help but mutter upon hearing this.

How dare they cause such a large-scale massacre in the Dragon Palace? Why don't the dragons here just whip these demons away with their tails?

"Let's go." Xue Yu had a bad feeling. Searching for gods and slaughtering people were too dangerous.

The three hurriedly left this dangerous place, only to find that the area outside had been overrun by the water beasts of the demon race. A group of water beasts commonly found in secret realms appeared in the South China Sea. Mu Chongxi felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing them and wanted to slash at them with his sword to greet them.

After Mingxuan affixed several concealment talismans and confirmed that the surrounding area was safe, the three prepared to make a quick escape.

He ran out from near the Dragon Palace and bumped into two monsters chasing a four or five-year-old child. The child was so young that he hadn't even grown horns yet, just tiny little horns. He stumbled around and didn't even know how to transform into his original form.

"At this speed, that child..."

"They're doomed." Xue Yu calculated the speed and the situation. As soon as he finished speaking, his two companions rushed forward. Mu Chongxi threw the sword upward and kicked the Chaoxi Sword with his feet full of spiritual power. The sword flew over with a fierce wind and the blade pierced through the two demonic beasts.

Mingxuan quickly grabbed the little boy. After all, he was a dragon cub. How could he explain to the young prince if he died?

The three of them exhibited unusually strong spiritual energy fluctuations. Mingxuan used a teleportation talisman to send the child away, then calmly looked at the woman who appeared before him.

The woman did notice the little dragon cub, but what could a four or five-year-old possibly know? She simply left.

What interested her more were the three people in front of her.

"Gotcha, you three peeping rats." The woman curled her lip coldly, flicked her hand, and condensed several balls of spiritual energy into them, which exploded and blocked their path.

In an instant, a deep crater was blasted open beneath my feet.

As Mingxuan blocked the attack, the three defensive talismans in his arms also turned to ashes.

Really ruthless.

The woman casually spoke to another person in the jade slip, sizing up the three of them. "These three rats we caught are actually direct disciples of the Changming Sect."

None of the three were wearing clan robes, yet they were recognized at a glance?

He watched the other person warily.

The fact that they recognized them at a glance, not just because of their official robes, shows that these people understood the worst possible situation they were in.

"You haven't even come looking for us yet, and you've already delivered yourselves to our doorstep." Her tone was light and cheerful. "Don't rush, don't rush." ​​The woman chuckled, "Soon it will be your turn, the five sects."

Mu Chongxi dispersed the highly aggressive spiritual energy before him with a single punch, his voice rising sharply and exceptionally clear, "What are you things?"

The woman glanced at Mu Chongxi a couple more times, realizing he could actually catch the spirit ball head-on; it seemed to be a dragon clan inheritance.

Upon catching sight of the sword hanging at the boy's waist, her eyes lit up. "Your sword spirit can't come out, can it?"

The fire-elemental sword spirit was completely sealed within the South China Sea. The woman narrowed her eyes, then suddenly changed the subject, "Speaking of which, your spirit sword, could it be the most prized treasure of your Changming Sect?"

Mu Chongxi was slightly taken aback, finding this woman's behavior inexplicable. "This is a gift from my master to me when I became his disciple." How could it possibly be some kind of treasure of the sect?

Although none of the three knew what the Changming Sect's most prized treasure was, the Changming Sect taught a very diverse range of subjects. They taught talisman drawing, alchemy, and swordsmanship, making their teaching more eclectic than the other four sects. They were skilled in a few things, so a spirit sword could never be their most prized treasure.

At least for the Changming Sect, the spirit sword is not representative.

"Then think about it, why does everyone else not have one, but you do?"

Indeed. None of the other four had them, and even Ye Qiao's spirit sword was obtained from the Sword Inquiry Sect.

Seeing Mu Chongxi remain silent, the woman became even more certain, staring intently at the Chaoxi Sword in the boy's hand.

A man's voice came from the jade slip, asking in a deep voice, "Is it the key?"

"Not sure." She shook her head.

Some magical artifacts are man-made, later imbued with their own spirit; others are naturally born magical artifacts. Only naturally born magical artifacts are what they are looking for.

With so many spiritual artifacts in the cultivation world nowadays, who knows which one it is?

They currently only know of the five sects' most treasured artifacts, all of which are innate spiritual weapons. There's also the Dragon Pearl of the Dragon Palace, passed down through generations of the dragon race.

The woman was getting impatient. "I've searched so many places, but none of them are it. This information from the Dragon Palace should be the most accurate, right?"

If the Dragon Balls aren't innate magical artifacts, what are they?

This is quite a lot of information.

The three exchanged glances. Since they couldn't run away now, they might as well chat for a bit. Mingxuan asked in a low voice, "What kind of gibberish are they speaking?"

He was getting a headache from all the talk about innate talent and magical artifacts.

Mu Chongxi was also somewhat skeptical of life after being refuted by the woman's series of cold words, and he soon realized that something was wrong.

The most treasured item of the Changming Sect is definitely not the Chaoxi Sword.

Even a rare oddity like Junior Uncle had said that the Changming Sect's most prized treasure was strange, so it definitely wasn't the Chaoxi Sword. But now he could only remain silent, otherwise, judging from the group's fanatical state, the Changming Sect might be the next target for slaughter.

After analyzing the situation, the woman was certain that Mu Chongxi's sword was the treasure of the Changming Sect. She immediately moved like a ghost, unleashing her powerful Nascent Soul stage aura, and prepared to snatch the Chaoxi Sword from Mu Chongxi's waist.

The three of them should have remained frozen in place.

Mingxuan quickly dispelled her oppressive aura with a fingertip hand seal. Xue Yu's Landscape Painting unfolded, the scroll rapidly spreading out. In the instant he had trapped the woman, he reopened his domain.

The three of them fled into the area to seek refuge.

Mu Chongxi stroked his chin: "The use of a domain is... well, that's all."

Xue Yu wasn't as optimistic as him. "At most, she can hold out for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. After that, her domain will dissipate, and she'll be lying in wait for you. You'll be waiting to lose your natal sword."

Mu Chongxi: "..."

"What? Have we violated the heavenly rules?" Mingxuan gritted his teeth. "A Nascent Soul stage cultivator has come down to deal with us."

It should be noted that the elders of their sect are only at the late or peak stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Sect leaders are generally in the tribulation stage.

These people are not as strong as the elders, but they are more than capable of dealing with them. If it weren't for their abundant equipment and good fortune, they would have been helpless against them and would only have lived a little longer than the incense sticks burned.

……

Zhou Xiuyi's team was in a similar situation. He was absolutely furious; he had just come out of Dragon Gorge and hadn't even had a chance to feel relieved before he was captured.

The one who did it was a man.

A very strong demonic aura.

As the pressure from the opponent's Nascent Soul stage aura was released, Zhou Xiu's legs instantly went weak. He collapsed to the ground, on the verge of tears. What kind of luck was this? He had finally met Ye Qiao and thought things had taken a turn for the better, but it turned out that things hadn't turned at all.

"Human cultivators."

He didn't dare to speak, and just kept nodding.

He knew that demons were capricious, and as he said, he wasn't Ye Qiao, so he really didn't dare to speak to demons in a provocative tone.

"Where did you come from?"

He casually killed several cultivators, and his murderous aura could not be calmed down no matter what. Any spiritual artifact was possible. His companions went to the Dragon Palace, while he was responsible for coming to Dragon Gorge. No one knew what the water-based spiritual artifacts of the Dragon Clan looked like. Perhaps the spiritual artifact in Dragon Gorge was the Dragon Pearl.

The man reeked of blood. He twisted his neck, his expression somewhat ferocious. A girl behind him gasped in alarm.

He happened to run into a man in a terrible mood, sneered, and snapped the man's neck on the spot.

Zhou Xiu felt as if his heart was being squeezed, and he dared not breathe too hard. He stared intently at the ground, unable to bear looking at his companion's miserable state, and replied, "Dragon Gorge."

The man seemed thoughtful. "I heard that place has water-based magical artifacts?"

Hearing his cold, questioning tone, Zhou Xiu instantly breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes."

The demons are always capricious. They haven't been killed yet because they are still useful. It's impossible for them to save themselves from the clutches of the Nascent Soul stage cultivators. He can't do it, but he has thought of another way.

Dragon Gorge is no longer the territory of the Flood Dragon. It is impossible for him to save himself, so he chooses to rely on Ye Qiao.

Zhou Xiu's voice trembled slightly. She lowered her head to control her expression, her attitude exceptionally sincere: "We just came out of Dragon Gorge. How about I take you inside Dragon Gorge?"

"Let's go." The man didn't expect him to be so cooperative, and nodded with a cold face.

Watching the demons stride confidently into the interior, Zhou Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and silently lit a candle for them.

go well.