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

The Left Protector mocked Ye Qiao and Meng Liu, which gave him a sense of pleasure in stepping on them.

So what if he's a genius from the righteous path? In the demon realm, he can be molded and manipulated at will.

He aimed at Meng Liu, ready to stomp down hard and give Ye Qiao a taste of his own medicine.

Ye Qiao casually tossed the sword in his hand, then, seizing the opportunity, flicked his wrist in a standard throwing motion. The Shadow Blade, infused with spiritual energy, darted in front of the Left Protector. The sharp sword wind nearly cleaved him in two, but he reacted quickly, flicking his fingertips away, and the spiritual sword immediately pierced the ground.

Fleeting shadows, tossed around, feel utterly hopeless.

"You actually have the Swift Shadow Sword?" The Left Protector noticed the three swords swirling in her hand: Swift Shadow, Flying Immortal Sword, and so on. He stepped back, feeling a surge of disgust towards lightning and light-based swords. "You guys kept it a secret pretty well. Not a single word leaked out."

"Thank you for the compliment," Ye Qiao replied casually. "After all, this is the only advantage of our righteous path of poverty."

She guessed that Shadow's main attribute was speed, and its function was probably related to shadows.

It's truly unknown which of the three—light, darkness, and shadow—is faster. However, according to Elder Duan, Shadow Strike seems to be able to rival Senior Brother Duan Chen's skill.

The Left Protector said coldly, "You still dare to show up in the Demon Realm? Aren't you afraid that the Demon Lord will come in person?" He never expected that Ye Qiao would return to the Demon Realm.

If she were discovered, she would be attacked by the entire group.

The fact that she hasn't been attacked yet is purely because the lightning tribulations of the four Nascent Soul cultivators are too terrifying, and all the demonic cultivators on the periphery have hidden themselves. Once the lightning tribulations end, she will undoubtedly die.

Ye Qiao was equally fearless. She tilted her head and mocked back, "You think capturing a Nascent Soul cultivator like me would warrant the Demon Lord's intervention? Your demon race has fallen to a truly pathetic state."

Although it is unclear what level of cultivation the Demon Lord possesses, he may be an existence with a higher realm than their master.

The Left Protector was utterly speechless. He narrowed his eyes, preparing to mock Ye Qiao from a different angle, "You righteous sects are truly hypocritical. Especially your Changming Sect."

He scrutinized Ye Qiao with the same eye one would use to appraise merchandise. "Do you really think that by using the banner of the cultivation world, you can cover up the despicable things you've done?"

Ye Qiao was completely bewildered as she was being accused by the demons for the first time.

What did they do?

Seeing that Ye Qiao seemed completely bewildered, he raised his eyebrows, his imposing aura pressing down heavily, radiating coldness: "Hand over Xiao Que. I heard that she is imprisoned in your Changming Sect's dungeon. When Xiao Que was in the Demon Clan, she spoke highly of you. How could your Changming Sect disregard past friendships and try to dispose of her privately?"

Ye Qiao was almost crushed by the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage cultivator again. She barely managed to stand up straight, her mind filled with questions.

So here comes another one standing up for Yun Que. It seems Yun Que's time in the Demon Realm wasn't wasted; he actually managed to win over the two left and right protectors of the Demon Lord.

What's this called? A tough guy with a soft heart?

Now I finally understand where his malice towards me came from.

Why are his eyes always filled with tears? It's because he loves the female lead too deeply.

but--

"Then why are you pressuring me? Go and fight Ye Qinghan, the number one righteous cultivator!" Ye Qiao reached out and pulled out a jade slip, leaning back to avoid a hidden weapon thrown by some demon. "Or should I call Ye Qinghan over for you, and you can go and fight him?"

She wasn't even a rival to Yun Que, so what right did she have to be targeted like this by a Nascent Soul cultivator?

"Or you could go find our sect's junior uncle? He's keeping an eye on Yun Que."

Xie Chuxue is a man whose strength is still unknown. I don't know what would happen if I fought him. But Ye Qiao felt that even someone like her, whose spiritual energy was at a bottleneck and was only one tribulation away from breaking through, could break through to the Nascent Soul stage. So Xie Chuxue is definitely more than just a Nascent Soul cultivator. Maybe it would be as easy as playing with him.

The cultivation levels of their masters and even the elders were a mystery to them.

To truly understand these elders, one must first break through to the Nascent Soul stage. If even the Nascent Soul stage cannot see through them, Ye Qiao thinks they might as well just give up and go to sleep. After all, an elder will always be an elder.

He stared coldly at Ye Qiao. Although he knew perfectly well who was behind Yun Que's capture, the Left Protector gave a cryptic sneer, "You think I'll let you go like this?"

Whether it's Meng Liu's betrayal or Ye Qiao's arrival, if the Left Protector, as the only quasi-Nascent Soul cultivator, doesn't handle this well, and lets Ye Qiao go today, the Demon Lord will definitely not let him off the hook when he returns.

Ye Qiao: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault."

Seeing that persuasion was futile, she said meaningfully, "But rather than being locked up in the Demon Realm, it would be better to throw you into our Changming Sect's dungeon. Otherwise, if things continue like this, your head will be so green it could grow grass! When that happens, galloping on horseback, the grasslands will be vast, and you'll have plenty of room to achieve great things!"

A few people's admiration is not enough. Who knows, maybe one day the Demon Lord will also be moved. A Nascent Soul stage cultivator, although rare, is not qualified at all compared to a powerful regional lord.

Her unchanging, cheeky tone made the sword spirits within the domain want to rush up and cover her mouth.

"You're asking for it!!" Ye Qiao's cuckold warning successfully enraged the man, who suddenly swung his palm, which struck the ground without warning, creating a deep crater.

Ye Qiao, using her precognitive inheritance, anticipated his attack location and dodged with a side somersault. At the same time, the three Nascent Soul cultivators, who had recovered from being beaten by her, also acted simultaneously, attacking from both sides. The talisman given to her by Xie Chuxue took effect at this moment, firmly enveloping her.

Xie Chuxue gave her countless defensive talismans before leaving, and with Mingxuan's generous donation, it should last for a while. She had previously thought that Xie Chuxue hadn't given her many attack talismans, but instead had given her a bunch of defensive ones.

Looking back now, Xie Chuxue was probably afraid that she would be beaten to death if she went out. She was indeed far-sighted, Junior Uncle.

Seeing that Ye Qiao had so many defensive talismans on her body, the Left Protector decisively switched from high-damage attacks to a magic weapon that could be used in a protracted battle.

The silver whip came flying through the air and struck Ye Qiao's face unexpectedly. With a speed as unpredictable as a serpent, she couldn't dodge it. She managed to turn her head slightly with her inherited strength, but a bloody wound was still left on her shoulder.

A single lash from the whip would be enough to tear skin and flesh, but Ye Qiao decisively bit down on the pill she was holding in her mouth to stop the bleeding.

It was the first time she had ever seen someone use a whip.

Compared to a sword, a whip is much more agile and unpredictable. A whip is effective at long range, but completely useless in close combat.

But the reality is that Ye Qiao can't get close to a Quasi-God level fighter, whether it's ranged combat or melee.

Faced with such a flexible magical artifact, Ye Qiao benefited from the precognitive inheritance, which allowed her to make predictions in advance and dodge, so she was not completely passive and vulnerable to attacks.

Watching her perfectly dodge his whip with her light footsteps, he couldn't save face and coldly mocked, "If your method is just to hide, it's useless."

She can't possibly evade every prolonged tug-of-war.

Moreover, he is just teasing Ye Qiao right now.

"I know you can fight across borders." The corners of his lips curled up even wider, "but a quasi-god-level expert is not like those trash you fought before."

Ye Qiao truly experienced what it meant to be an ant below the Nascent Soul stage, unable to even get close. The two exchanged more than a dozen moves in the blink of an eye, leaving Meng Liu dumbfounded.

If she can fight on equal terms with someone at the Quasi-God Transformation level, then why did she approach me in the first place?

"She's set her sights on those Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators who are hunting you down. She needs a breakthrough opportunity." The red-haired little girl, hands behind her back, subtly shifted her body, and KFC couldn't help but boast, "Ye Qiao is quite formidable."

Meng Liu turned his gaze to her with a languid smile. "Is that so?" He no longer had the initial flirtatiousness he had shown when facing the little girl; he seemed much more normal now.

"But looking at it now, she doesn't seem to have the upper hand at all."

However, Ye Qiao seemed to have changed his initial fighting style. The Flying Immortal Sword in his hand transformed, and a ray of light shone into his pupils. The Left Protector's vision went black, and he was instantly sent flying backward.

"Who said I only know how to hide?" She flashed a bright smile and stomped him hard on the ground.