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

Ye Qiao didn't want to face the chaotic scene between Da Wa and Er Wa right now. She hugged Xiao Qi, hesitated for a few seconds, put the KFC out of her mind, and first inquired about the other's cultivation level.

"What level are you at now?" She ruffled the boy's soft hair; it felt quite nice.

Xiaoqi tilted her head back tactically as she was being rubbed, and answered softly, "Mid-stage Nascent Soul."

Ye Qiao was stunned for a moment, then murmured, "Impressive." No wonder ghost cultivators and demon cultivators have such high levels of cultivation; they improve their cultivation by devouring their own kind. Although their methods are somewhat unethical, their speed is indeed fast.

Moreover, the phoenix's rebirth was so magnificent that half of the South China Sea was dyed red, and Xiaoqi, as a ghost, dared not approach it even for a moment.

He feared the phoenix's fire, which, once ignited, could burn a person to ashes; it was an invincible nemesis of evil.

"Then let's wait until the Nirvana is over." Seeing that he was struggling and unwilling to go, Ye Qiao was also worried that something might go wrong. Since the Nirvana was estimated to be some time away, she continued to stay at the bottom of the cliff and ponder the incantation she had carved in her hand.

She was a talisman cultivator, and her inscriptions were very precise. Even if someone wanted to nitpick, they couldn't find any major mistakes.

Any parts that are not up to standard the first time can be completely corrected the second time.

No wonder the elders had such a good impression of her; who wouldn't like someone who learns so quickly?

Moreover, Ye Qiao has extensive experience in alchemy, and his tempering process is far more skillful than that of other novice cultivators. He only needs to find KFC to know if he can succeed.

Failure is normal, success is just weird.

Thinking about this, Duan Hengdao felt even more nauseous. Was she learning two professions to lay the foundation for becoming a weapon cultivator? He knew that Changming Sect was lacking weapon cultivators, but she shouldn't be in such a hurry to learn!

And does it have to be at this time?

Shen Ziwei was a little worried about Ye Qiao's impulsive actions. "The two swords were made from the beginning: Biluo Huangquan, Jinghong Lueying, and Duanshui Luoshui. They used the same forging materials, and the incantations were engraved in advance before forging. Don't change them randomly."

"Okay, okay, I understand." Ye Qiao replied verbally, continuing to search for usable refining materials. Having worked as a designer, she actually preferred to express herself freely. Every time she faced a demanding client, she could only revise the design again and again.

Shen Ziwei was a normal person, and only gave her some basic pointers. The rest was no different from leaving it to Ye Qiao to do herself. She was very good at making changes. After all, when she was a designer, the clients' requirements were crazy. She could make major changes without losing the original charm, and make the complex yet simple, and the simple yet individual.

The modifications were not difficult for her; in fact, they were commonplace. There were only a few spell seals, so they were easy to draw. She practiced with the black iron and failed a few times at the beginning. The test was still about the degree of control of her divine sense and her understanding of the spell seals.

Ye Qiao had no understanding of the incantation seal and made changes based entirely on the chattering instructions of the several artifact cultivators.

At this moment, Duan Hengdao sighed again, "You are indeed suitable for us weapon cultivators." There was no need for further explanation; she understood his meaning instantly.

He had considered poaching Ye Qiaoqi several times since he first met her, after all, she was a promising talent for weapon crafting no matter how you looked at her.

As Ye Qiao herself said, she only had rich experience in alchemy, and she still needed to learn how to refine weapons.

Ye Qiao practiced with the Xuan Tie for a whole day, achieving a 100% success rate with over a dozen pieces of Xuan Tie, which gave the trembling Dragon Ball a little comfort.

"Scary, isn't it?" Duan Hengdao whispered to his fourth senior brother.

It has a 100% success rate.

He finally understood why everyone said her alchemy was so effective. With that success rate, it was no wonder she could perform over a dozen alchemy seals in one go back then.

Fang Zhiyao's eyes grew even more fervent. "Ah, I really want to see the finished product. It would be so much more interesting to see it in person." He had even started thinking about what would happen when he got back. "If Ye Qiao comes back, could she bring back the improved magic artifact for me to see? I should have learned from you guys and built a good relationship with her from the beginning."

Not every disciple has a close relationship; some even only glance at each other when they meet and then ignore each other. Fang Zhiyao was genuinely indifferent to this at first.

This is a common problem passed down through generations; people only care about those who can get their attention.

Duan Hengdao looked at him, speechless, and thought, "..." Forget it, what's there to talk about with a gadget fanatic?

Shen Ziwei regretfully informed the other party, "That's a dragon pearl from the dragon race; it's impossible to bring it back. Even if it were brought back to the cultivation world, who would settle the disputes in the South China Sea? Would you be the one to do it?"

What was even more surprising was that Fang Zhiyao actually thought about it seriously. A serious expression appeared on the young man's usually quiet face. "If the Dragon Clan agrees, it's not impossible."

"..." Destroy it, I'm tired.

Speaking of this, Xia Qing sighed softly, "So it's true that Second Senior Brother really loves Changming Sect. He provoked them as soon as he arrived. We're actually not familiar with them at all."

He initially joined Chu Xingzhi in the campaign against Changming Sect.

Of course, this was limited to verbal attacks; only Chu Xingzhi foolishly went up to Ye Qiao and the others and got teased by them.

Zuo Yi nodded: "As soon as Changming Sect arrived, he couldn't wait to call us over to form a group to mock them." But the result was still unsatisfactory. They hadn't even finished cursing Changming Sect before they slunk away.

Ye Qinghan didn't want to hear how these people had offended the Changming Sect. He asked in a calm voice, "How's Ye Qiao doing?" Outsiders couldn't understand Ye Qiao's progress at all.

The girl moved quickly, from drawing the incantation on the ground to carving it on the surface; it looked quite convincing.

"She's already preparing to use her extensive experience in alchemy to refine weapons," Duan Hengdao sighed softly.

That's a novel idea.

Si Miaoyan nodded her lower lip, not denying it immediately but understanding it for a while, and then began to think, "Actually, it's not impossible? Theoretically speaking, the processes of alchemy cultivation and weapon cultivation are quite similar."

Pill cultivation is nothing more than selecting medicinal herbs, while artifact cultivation is about selecting materials. One involves using divine sense to control and imprint pill seals, then determining the quantity based on the strength of the divine sense. The other involves using divine sense to inscribe various different incantations, and then making adjustments and changes.

It's hard to say which is more difficult, but they do have a similar meaning of arriving at the same goal through different paths.

"Have you guys really been brainwashed by her nonsense?" Shen Ziwei murmured, "Using the process of alchemy to refine weapons?"

"If she can succeed like this," Chu Xingzhi grinned, "I'll call her 'Dad' when she comes back."

Zhu You glanced at him.

Speaking of which, Ye Qiao really likes calling Chu Xingzhi "son".

She didn't understand what their relationship was. With her senior brother Song Hansheng, it was a love-hate relationship; with others, it was a friendly collaboration; but with Chu Xingzhi, what was their relationship? Was it a mutual commitment between father and son?

"Oh." Ye Qiao, who had initially shown no interest in this, drawled out, "Wait."

Chu Xingzhi couldn't help but shiver, then stiffened his neck and said, "I'll wait."

*

People's joys and sorrows are not shared. The three dads next door just found it noisy. The four of them had originally followed the little prince back to the dragon clan's base camp to reunite. They had also taken some KFC with them.

The clear, low chirping sound had just drawn everyone's attention. The dragon youth's gaze turned fierce as he coldly questioned them, "What was that?"

Xue Yu raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat surprised.

...Didn't you realize it was a phoenix?

The boy's tone was somewhat unfriendly, "Whose monster is this? Why did you bring it to the South China Sea?"

Mu Chongxi sensed the contempt in the dragon's tone, and he immediately retorted angrily, "Never mind him." He picked the chick back up and glared at it warily.

Feeling humiliated by his retort, the boy chuckled coldly and took the lead to guide the way.

When they arrived, the dragon and the demon had been fighting for so long that not only dragons rushed over, but demons also came to check the situation, only to run into the demons head-on. Even someone as calm and collected as Zhou Xingyun couldn't help but curse his bad luck inwardly.

"The Dragon Balls were probably taken away by a cultivator, but it's uncertain who it was. That tower blocked my view at the time." Mentioning this, the demonic cultivator's face darkened. Who could withstand the eighteen layers of traps inside the tower? After he staggered out of it, he was nearly killed.

How could he possibly know who had intercepted and stolen the Dragon Ball?

When it comes to human cultivators, the first thing the demons think of is the group from the Changming Sect, and they immediately led a few of their companions to besiege them.

If we can successfully steal the Morning and Evening Sword as well, that would be even better.

To her was an unexpected delight to bump into a disciple of the Changming Sect. "Did you take the Dragon Pearl? And the Chaoxi Sword too?" The man piled up demonic energy in his hand, which grew larger and larger with his movements, and his suspicious gaze kept falling on the sword at Mu Chongxi's waist.

Mu Chongxi didn't expect that these people were really convinced that the Chaoxi Sword was a spiritual weapon. His lips twitched slightly. "The Chaoxi Sword is really not a naturally occurring spiritual weapon. We in the Changming Sect have never even seen what our spiritual weapons look like."

The man slightly curled his lips, not intending to believe Mu Chongxi's words. Wouldn't it be clear whether he snatched it or not?

A burst of demonic energy struck without warning. The demonic energy she had been building up for so long was quite effective. Xue Yu immediately threw out a magic weapon to resist, and after breaking through three defensive magic weapons in succession, the other demons followed up with their attacks.

Depend on.

How can I dodge this?

Mu Chongxi tried to block the attack with his sword, but he couldn't stop the attack from the Nascent Soul stage. The demonic energy from all directions dispersed and mainly concentrated on him. It seemed that they were determined to take the Chaoxi Sword.

The little chick curled up in his arms stirred slightly, but Mu Chongxi forcibly pressed it into his embrace.

He only loosened his grip when he could no longer handle the situation, holding the sword in one hand and making a sword incantation with the other, focusing all his attention on dealing with the demons.

Mu Chongxi is difficult to deal with, and the rest are equally matched; none of them are easy to handle.

"That chicken..."

"Hit it." The man noticed that Mu Chongxi was jumping around and carefully protecting the bright yellow chick in his arms the whole time, and quickly made a decision.

Attack the weakest one first.

At a time like this, wouldn't it be foolish to expose your weaknesses and just get attacked?

The two demon attacks struck Mu Chongxi squarely in the chest, where he had placed the KFC. At first, he could dodge, but later he was left only to passively take the hits.

With one slash, followed by a second slash that nearly pierced the man's shoulder, or rather, had already pierced it, Mu Chongxi remained expressionless and kicked the man's jaw directly. She swung her sword, unleashing a burst of sword light. Red flames materialized like a fierce fire dragon, its body swaying, and flames soared into the sky.

The manifestation of sword energy with spiritual root attribute?

The man, his entire body ablaze, his face grim, said, "Isn't there no spiritual fire in the South China Sea?"

Mu Chongxi sneered, "The spirit fire can't be lit, but that doesn't mean the spirit root can't take human form." It was only at this moment that he realized the spirit root could take human form.

"Hurry up! Mu Chongxi, throw the KFC over there." Mingxuan's eyes lit up. How come he didn't think of that?

However, on site, only Mu Chongxi, a sword cultivator with a fire spiritual root, was able to materialize his spiritual root sword energy.

Mu Chongxi hesitated for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and threw it over. The fire dragon collided with the phoenix in an instant, and the bright flames burst out to their maximum at this moment. The flames enveloped the yellow-orange light ball, and the shape of the bird in front of him kept changing.

From its initial slender and small form, it gradually expanded, enveloped in flames as if to burn the phoenix to ashes.

The mournful cry echoed in my ears until it was completely absorbed. The golden-orange light slowly disappeared, leaving only a fiery red phoenix.

"The final form of the phoenix."

The young prince jumped up excitedly.

He was the kind of person who hadn't grown up yet; he was chubby and not imposing at all.

If KFC hadn't found a good owner, its initial image probably wouldn't have been much better than his own. Thinking about this made him feel a little comforted.

The process was quick, even instantaneous; the clash between the flames and the phoenix was the key to the rebirth.

The phoenix, radiant with light, gently swept its drooping tail, and the blazing flames formed walls of fire in all directions, creating a strangling effect.

Its eyes were a brilliant gold, and its clear, melodious phoenix cry seemed to be refining those around it.

The intensity of the flames also affects the emotional fluctuations. KFC is a young chicken and cannot control its emotions quickly, which led to the entire scene being ignited by the flames. Not to mention the demons and monsters, Mu Chongxi and the others were almost burned by the fire.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, reborn from the ashes.