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

He didn't want to be in the same sect as Ye Qinghan, where there would be no peace and quiet all day long, and his daily life would probably be spent being harassed by Ye Qinghan to compete and determine the winner.

A quiet sect like Changming Sect suits him well.

Zhou Xingyun wasn't sure if Ye Qinghan held a grudge against him, but at the very least, the elders of the Sword Inquiry Sect should thank him. Without his deception, Ye Qinghan might have become a member of the Changming Sect.

Thus, when the two sword cultivators, who had become famous at a young age, signed up to become disciples, one chose the Sword Inquiry Sect and the other chose the Everlasting Brightness Sect.

What the Sword Inquiry Sect knows, the Changming Sect knows too; what the Sword Inquiry Sect doesn't know, the Changming Sect also knows a thing or two.

Changming Sect is the only sect that has produced cultivators from all four paths. This sect doesn't specialize in any one thing, yet it's proficient in everything.

The four Nascent Soul stage cultivators were no pushovers. Seeing that they were in the mood to chat, one of them flicked his fingertips and unpredictable threads, which suddenly and fiercely ensnared more than a dozen aquatic creatures. With empty eyes, he attacked them.

"She can even control enemies?"

Xue Yu: "It seems so."

This is too troublesome. All the aquatic creatures controlled by those countless threads turned around and rushed towards them. Mu Chongxi tried to cut them with his sword, and a crisp clanging sound rang out. The thin threads showed no signs of damage, just like steel. "No."

It's not powerful enough.

Mu Chongxi suddenly had a thought: "Does anyone remember the hand gesture Ye Qinghan made back then?"

"How about using the sword techniques of the Sword Inquiry Sect?" The Sword Inquiry Sect's main principle is to break through all techniques with a single sword strike.

Mingxuan: "I forgot." He was only focused on finding a place to hide, and they couldn't withstand that aura at all. Moreover, very few people could replicate the sword techniques of other sects.

Mu Chongxi regretfully dismissed the idea.

Seeing that this group of people were planning to use the sword techniques passed down from the Sword Inquiry Sect, the Sword Inquiry Sect members had very interesting expressions. Chu Xingzhi waved his hand and said, "Don't they have their own sword techniques? This is too much."

"The Changming Sect's sword technique is too weak. In terms of effectiveness, the Wenjian Sect's technique is definitely better."

"While the Sword Inquiry Sect is strong, the Changming Sect isn't far behind," Qin Huai frowned, speaking in plain language. "They could easily cut them down with the Changming Sect's sword techniques. The only question is, which of these three carries on the will of the Changming Sect's founder?"

Ye Qiao is definitely not.

So, who is the one with the innate swordsmanship, Mu Chongxi or Zhou Xingyun?

The next second they knew who had inherited the will of the founder of the Changming Sect.

"Zheng—"

A sword rang out suddenly. The sword, Duanchen, was swung horizontally towards the beast tide.

The sword intent of the Supreme Way of Forgetting Emotions.

At this moment, the killing intent was palpable, and the enormous impact propelled the person a hundred meters away, leaving a trail of blood mist in its wake.

What a fierce sword aura!

"Holy crap!" Mu Chongxi exclaimed, speechless. "This is the sword technique of our Changming Sect?"

"Obviously." Xue Yu was equally impressed by his handsomeness. He stared at him for a few seconds, his eyes sparkling. "Which sect do you think this senior, who once cleaved the righteous and evil paths in two with a single sword strike, came from?"

Mu Chongxi opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Is it our sect?"

Xue Yu nodded. Cultivators and demons have always been at odds. Later, a senior swordsman cleaved the fissure with a single sword strike, suppressing all the demons that arose from it under the sword energy. This fissure was called the Demon Abyss, and the demons have been quiet for nearly several hundred years since then.

It is rarely mentioned in the cultivation world, but it is recorded in the library.

Qin Huai narrowed his eyes, his fighting spirit rising. "Ye Qinghan, if this sword were you, could you withstand it?"

Ye Qinghan shook his head.

The Sword Inquiry Sect is the strongest in the sword path, but that doesn't mean the sword-cultivating ancestors of the other sects were pushovers.

Zhou Xingyun's sword strike cut down hundreds of demonic beasts and monsters in front of him, startling the dragons who were engrossed in the battle, who then flicked their tails at them in surprise.

This kind of astonishment is no less than when someone you thought was weak suddenly shattered your perception of them.

A young dragon asked in a low voice, "What path does he cultivate?"

"The highest form of detachment is forgetting emotions," said the one who had nothing on his mind and nothing in his eyes.

"What about that one?" He pointed to Mu Chongxi, whose sword was slashing and hacking, leaving a trail of surging sword energy wherever it went.

"Unwavering...questioning the path of the heart?"

In short, none of them are easy to deal with.

How could they have thought these disciples were so good-tempered in the first place?

"They've actually been quite patient." Seeing the unspoken complaints of his fellow clansmen, Ao Li lowered his eyelashes and said something fair: "They've managed to hold back until now without attacking you."

That takes composure too. If it were someone from the Sword Inquiry Sect, Ye Qinghan's sword would already be coldly pressed against their necks.

The dragon clan boys and girls couldn't help but feel embarrassed. It wasn't that they were discriminating, but rather that these people were too young. In the cultivation world where a hundred years of cultivation was common, they were practically like children who hadn't grown up.

If we think about this from the perspective of the dragons, we can't expect a group of five- or six-year-old children to save the world.

"Attack Mingxuan, and capture Fu Xiu first."

Neither of the sword cultivators was easy to deal with, and Mingxuan, a talisman cultivator who was powerless, was targeted again. How could a mage like him fight in close combat? He was quickly dragged down to the ground.

The massive impact created a wave, and as the world spun around him, Mingxuan was slammed down. He surveyed his surroundings, staring intently at the swords and blades hurtling towards him. Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow maliciously and said, "You're all gone, I'm telling you."