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

Mingxuan's pupils trembled, and he blocked the attack at top speed. With a flick of his finger, the folding fan opened fully, emitting a bright light. Then, as if it could not bear the weight, the magic weapon, which was used by a Nascent Soul cultivator, shattered on the spot with a crisp breaking sound.

The young prince seized the opportunity and grabbed them fiercely. Pebbles flew up, hitting the water's flow. His tail whipped around them, and he quickly struggled to break free from his restraints.

"What level is your fan?" Xue Yu clicked his tongue in amazement.

"A top-grade magic weapon." Mingxuan was equally surprised for a few seconds. "I didn't expect it to shatter with a single blow."

This is incredibly disrespectful to a top-grade magical artifact.

He would have been fine if he hadn't caused trouble, but his actions successfully drew the attention of three Nascent Soul stage cultivators to the group of four.

Having a premonition that this group was about to make a move, Mingxuan decisively retreated, and several talismans floated down, striking different locations to form a teleportation array.

The Nascent Soul stage cultivators were constantly trying to take people away. At first, Mingxuan could use the formation to teleport and evade them, but later the formation was destroyed and he could only passively endure it.

But there is one thing.

He has a lot of talismans, and it seems like he can't finish using all the top-grade ones.

He could easily kill a Nascent Soul cultivator with every move, but each time he would trigger a defensive talisman before killing him, protecting him firmly.

Mingxuan kindly asked, "Are you tired? Why don't you rest for a while before coming back?" When the Ming family's shield talisman is working well, it can even block two bolts of heavenly lightning.

--Grass.

The demon woman's expression twisted as she attacked Zhou Xingyun, her attack infused with surging demonic energy. "Die. Damn cultivator."

The Mingxuan Heaven-grade talisman was already secretly prepared, so even if the senior brother couldn't withstand it, he wouldn't suffer too serious injuries.

The young man's sword wind was like a knife, and the silver sword shadow hit the center. It was the sixth move of the Clear Wind Technique. The entire water area was illuminated. The earth-shattering blow returned to calm. The aftershocks of the sword shadow stirred up a stream of water. The demon who was hit by the domineering sword energy retreated slightly, his face gloomy.

They were particularly unwilling to give up.

It's no longer a question of whether or not to kill them; it's a matter of saving face.

Xue Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly, "Instead of wasting time with us, we might as well go find your Dragon Balls."

If the water droplets that can calm the storms of the South China Sea are stolen, the likely outcome will be a life-or-death struggle with the dragon race.

Of course, their situation was no different from a fight to the death. After entering, the two races slaughtered a large number of innocent aquatic creatures, showing a clear trend of bloodlust.

"Moreover, it seems that someone has already obtained it by now." Xue Yu looked at the water that suddenly rippled above and his heart sank slightly. This was just the beginning. The dragon pearl that could stabilize the storm in the South China Sea had been taken away. One could imagine how big the storm would be in the South China Sea.

What?

Reminded by Xue Yu, the two Nascent Soul cultivators who remained noticed the commotion on the water's surface.

Did you get it?

"Yes, we've already got it." The man raised his voice and looked at Xue Yu triumphantly. He despised these disciples, especially those from good families. He enjoyed watching their expressions, which gave him a strange sense of pleasure.

Xue Yu had even taken out his alchemy furnace, but it was useless. The silver sword spirit took shape, and Duan Chen raised his hand and gently deflected the attack back. It wasn't a direct hit, but a deflection that bounced back in the same way and at the same speed.

The man's smile froze as he was sent flying by his own attack.

Xue Yu: "Huh?"

"What kind of move is that?"

No wonder the elders all said Duan Chen was strong...

It is not only strong in speed, but also in its bizarre sword techniques.

"Other sword spirits have very obvious characteristics. But it has always been an enigmatic existence." Its attributes are unknown, but in fact, there are too many types of attributes for spirit weapons. Duan Chen is lazy and not proactive about anything, and he is rarely seen taking action.

Mingxuan: "After all, it was the patriarch's sword of the Zhou family back then, so it's normal for it to be a bit mysterious."

They calmed down this time; if they delayed any longer, the rest of the dragons would probably arrive.

It would be good if we could surround and kill two Nascent Soul cultivators.

Then they witnessed the entire transformation of the demon woman's expression, from her initial nonchalant and playful demeanor to her grim expression upon receiving the jade slip. She coldly turned to leave, and her companion, puzzled, asked, "Aren't we going to deal with them?"

"Solve my ass! The Dragon Balls are gone!" She exploded, slamming her fists at her companions before flying away. Their target this time was the Dragon Balls, not these cultivators.

Damn it.

The two Nascent Soul stage cultivators fled in a panic, leaving the others puzzled as they exchanged a glance.

Dragon Balls are gone?

The five looked at each other in bewilderment. They had just entered a battle, and the surrounding spiritual energy was fluctuating intensely. They had been standing still for about half a day when the first dragon finally appeared. Mingxuan couldn't help but mutter, "Seeing a dragon is harder than seeing our ancestor."

He was somewhat dissatisfied, but to his surprise, the dragon had excellent hearing. He glanced at them and said, "We were looking for you earlier."

"Logically speaking, as long as you stay safely in your cells, the battle between the demons and monsters will not affect you."

Who knew that these three protégés were all traitors? The more they tried to arrest them, the faster the three of them ran away.

"Oh." Mu Chongxi understood what was going on after hearing the explanation, and stammered, "...Then you guys are quite nice."

So, in the beginning, these people were trying to put them in prison to help them escape this chaos.

But has anyone considered that they're not planning to go for a pure prison theme this time?

"Is this the cultivator you found for us?" After explaining the reason, the dragon youth glanced at the little prince.

The young prince perked up. "Yes. But this time I'm mainly looking for Ye Qiao; she's very capable."

"Oh. Their whereabouts are still unknown." The dragon youth tilted his head, a smirk playing on his lips, and repeated, "They really are quite formidable."

The oldest among them is no more than twenty years old, and the rest are even younger, ranging from seventeen to eighteen years old. In the cultivation world, where cultivators are often hundreds of years old, they are too young.

It's no exaggeration to say they're just a bunch of kids.

"Actually, there's another chosen one," Ao Li explained, "but I'm more inclined to think of Ye Qiao."

If we were to truly determine who is better between the two, Ye Qiao would be superior. After all, she won the competition.

Dragons generally disdain cooperating with cultivators, but this is a special time.

As the group was chatting, a clear and melodious singing voice suddenly reached their ears.

Everyone immediately turned around to look.

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