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

She's incredibly tough; any swordsman standing in front of her would be sent flying.

"Who are you?" he demanded.

"A direct disciple of the Changming Sect." Ye Qiao narrowed her eyes, her expression unchanged. "You summoned us, didn't you know?"

He choked slightly. "I've never seen you before."

Ye Qiao's tone became friendly. "I just arrived here. Before that, I was wandering around outside the Dragon Palace."

That makes sense, but the clothes this disciple was wearing were rather tattered. He glanced at her and said casually, "Oh, a disciple of the Changming Sect. I've heard you're the most powerful sect in the cultivation world?"

"Theoretically speaking, that's true," she said modestly.

He gave a slight, mocking smile. "Then I wish you success, and I wish us victory as well."

The man's voice was unmistakably sarcastic, but Ye Qiao showed no sign of anger or embarrassment. She casually retorted, "What if it really succeeds?"

The other person was taken aback, not expecting this person to be so unpretentious. The man replied quickly, glancing at her, his voice deep and ambiguous: "Then the Dragon Clan is willing to offer a hundred years of loyalty."

This is the most significant promise the Dragon Clan can make.

The loyalty of the dragon race over a century is not easily obtained. The good relationship between humans and dragons in the past was based on the power of their ancestors, not on their own power. Obviously, this group of dragons also thinks so. They believe that there is no need to be polite to human cultivators.

Ye Qiao, this personal disciple, is quite different from the others. She immediately asked about the results, appearing quite confident.

After dismissing the dragons, Ye Qiao entered the barrier and waved the dragon pearl in her hand, signaling it to conceal its aura. Otherwise, there would definitely be more than one dragon coming to confront them later.

Once inside the barrier and making sure no more creatures would come looking for him, Mingxuan complained about the dragons, "I knew they were xenophobic, but I didn't expect them to be so discriminatory, especially against humans."

"Honestly, even if we resolve this situation, who knows if they'll launch a second wave after we leave?"

Ye Qiao twirled the Dragon Ball in her hand, "So modifying the spirit weapon is the only solution. A spirit weapon that has no ability to protect itself is destined to be constantly robbed. The Moon Arrow can still shoot us a few times out of nowhere, and the Ghost King Tower also has the ability to protect itself."

A hundred years ago, when the dragon race was still numerous, they were indeed capable of protecting the dragon pearl. But times have changed. A qualified spiritual artifact must learn to protect itself.

"Oh." Mingxuan was silent for a moment, not expecting that her hardcore approach actually had a basis.

"How long do you need to train?"

After a moment's thought, Ye Qiao gave a precise answer: "Three days."

"OK."

Mingxuan stretched and said, "The fighting between the two sides has been quite intense these past few days. However, the Dragon Clan is probably worried that we'll be killed as soon as we get there, so they haven't asked us for help."

They were happy to slack off for several days in a row, since the Dragon Balls were in their junior sister's hands and they didn't need to worry about them, so why should they help?

Xue Yu coughed and explained, "Let's not talk about the Dragon Clan for now. We have to protect this spiritual artifact. Before us, the other four sects all ended in failure." If they failed again, he could imagine the scene of the five sects being relentlessly criticized by the elders when they returned.

It would be absolutely brilliant, provided that they weren't among those being criticized and denounced.

The entire cultivation world hopes for the Changming Sect.

Why?

"They just don't cooperate well." Ye Qiao gloated, imagining them cursing each other halfway through their journey.

After chatting with her senior brothers for a while, she found a quiet place by herself and began to think about how to refine the weapon. Three days was a conservative estimate. Ye Qiao was really using her experience in alchemy to refine the weapon. Generally speaking, alchemy can be completed in a few hours. She was also fast at imprinting pill seals and never made any mistakes.

However, the refining process is much longer, requiring a lot of patience to keep a close eye on the black iron and crystals being tempered.

If any step in the process goes wrong, all materials will be rendered invalid.

This wasn't even conventional weapon crafting; it was simply finding a vessel to connect two spiritual artifacts. Clearly, becoming a weapon crafting cultivator wasn't something she could just decide to do.

Ye Qiao only had experience in alchemy, and she often turned the pills into unidentified objects. When she was refining things, the three weapon cultivators kept a close eye on Ye Qiao, afraid that she would turn the dragon ball into a lump of unknown creature.

"Be careful, it would be terrible if we failed." Duan Hengdao: "Failed refining will also cause it to explode."

He was covered in dust and dirt from his first attempt at weapon forging, and the entire back mountain was filled with the sound of explosions.

"You really want to use alchemy techniques to forge weapons?" Shen Ziwei's lips twitched uncontrollably when she saw her standard technique. There was no way she could succeed.

"Why not?" Ye Qiao always felt that these three professions, except for sword cultivators, were all essentially the same.

The girl flipped her hand, and the light blue bead spun around in her palm, followed by flames.

Blending, refining, and shaping—as a designer, she can do this perfectly.

Using phoenix fire to forge weapons produces immediate and noticeable results.

The two chattering cultivators who had been raising questions gradually fell silent. Shen Ziwei opened her eyes slightly, "Eh?"