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

The scene was eerily quiet; no one dared to move. Even Ye Qiao, lying within the divine consciousness, wanted to applaud this magnificent spectacle.

Intricate black and red patterns rose from it, like arrows piercing the bodies of the demons, the black spots expanding rapidly and devouring people at an alarming rate.

Such a bloody method.

Mu Li discovered that the spiritual root of this body could automatically replenish spiritual energy. As long as it was not excessively depleted, the spiritual energy was generally sufficient. He became increasingly unscrupulous and excitedly slaughtered the demons here. Wherever the formation was touched, a cloud of blood mist exploded, but his clothes were not stained with a single drop of blood.

This was the first time Ye Qiao had ever witnessed such a ruthless massacre of one's own descendants.

The Demon Lord, refreshed after cleaning up his house, had grown accustomed to this tangible and visible body and had no desire to return to the dark and hopeless realm of his consciousness. Seeing this, Ye Qiao did not urge him but simply watched Mu Li with cold eyes.

Mu Li's smile quickly vanished. After a brief pause, the lightning tribulation continued to strike him. This meant that if he didn't quickly switch back to his original body, he would have to bear the lightning tribulations that Ye Qiao shouldn't have to endure.

The legendary Heavenly Grade Thunder Spirit Root, possessing the innate ability to attract lightning.

After enduring eight lightning tribulations, the thunderclouds finally subsided. Just when Mu Li thought he had finally overcome the ordeal, he could sense that Ye Qiao's realm, which had been frozen for so long, was loosening.

The speed surged upwards exponentially, and at this time, the tribulations of the four Nascent Soul stage cultivators had not yet ended.

If Ye Qiao breaks through to a higher realm, then a minor realm breakthrough is fine.

Tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage...

His face contorted at the thought. He had barely survived eight lightning tribulations, and the tribulation of becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator would involve at least dozens of lightning tribulations.

"I hate you." Mu Li gritted her teeth and spat out the three words. This was all part of her plan.

Ye Qiao lay in her consciousness, watching with delight as Mu Li took eight lightning tribulations for her, which meant she could take fewer of them.

"What a coincidence, Meng Liu also hates me quite a bit."

The two demons gave the exact same story.

Mu Li's smile gradually faded as he realized that the fluctuations in his internal energy levels were becoming increasingly intense: early Nascent Soul stage... mid-Nascent Soul stage, late Nascent Soul stage.

There's also a hint of an upward breakthrough.

He tried to seal the spiritual energy in his body to prevent his cultivation level from rising further, but Ye Qiao's mother must have eaten something before, because all the spiritual energy she had stored in her small nascent soul was too much to suppress. Forcibly suppressing it would not only lead to a qi deviation, but might also cause a spiritual energy outburst.

but……

If this continues, we'll be breaking through the very barrier of the Nascent Soul stage!

She used him to intimidate all the demons in the vicinity, and then she wanted him to take a lightning tribulation for her for nothing.

Where do all these good things in the world come from?

Now it was Mu Li's turn to go crazy. He frantically called Ye Qiao in his mind, and the man's gentle voice couldn't hold back anymore, saying, "Come out!! Change it back, change it back now!"

Then it was finally Ye Qiao's turn to fall silent.

Mu Li was frantic: "Don't stay silent! You think I don't know just because you're hiding in your consciousness? Speak up if you dare!"

Ye Qiao and Bujianjun burst into laughter.

She quickly cleared her throat, trying to make her smile less obvious.

"Huh?" She pretended to have just heard him. "Did you call me because you wanted something?"

"Please, have some decency." Hearing Ye Qiao's response, Mu Li almost laughed out of anger.

Ye Qiao raised her voice in surprise: "Huh?"

Feeling tricked, Mu Li narrowed his eyes, thinking that her ambiguous tone was mocking him: "Are you feeling smug?"

"No, not at all," Ye Qiao said, feigning admiration. "I just feel like I've made something of myself. I even managed to get the First Demon Lord to beg me."

I can brag about it when I go out in the future.

Her unusual focus once again silenced Mu Li.

As the saying goes, either you erupt in silence or you become monstrous in silence. Clearly, Mu Li became monstrous, and he beat up all the demons present.

Ye Qiao: "Hey, wait a minute! Don't hit them! Save some energy for me, I still need to get hit."

Mu Li: "Want me to save some energy for you?" He sneered: "Come and take it from me then."

Ye Qiao also became anxious, and immediately her vast divine sense surged into him to compete for control of the body.

Meng Liu: "..." Gone mad?

Ye Qiao pressed down on Mu Li's consciousness tightly, which to outsiders looked like she was pressing down on her own hand as if she were having a seizure.

Ye Qiao is outwitting and outmaneuvering this idiot demon lord.

Because the Demon Lord had put on a show for her earlier, the demons dared not attack her for a short time, so she was still relatively safe.

Meng Liu wasn't so lucky. Four demons who were about to reach the Nascent Soul stage pointed at Meng Liu and shouted:

"Look, he's definitely Ye Qiao's old flame!"

"Grab him!! I don't believe Ye Qiao would stand by and watch her old flame get caught and die."

"That's right, let Ye Qiao take the lightning tribulation for us, then kill Ye Qiao and let them die together."

Meng Liu almost spat out a string of profanities.

They were supposed to target Ye Qiao, but somehow they've ended up targeting themselves again.

Faced with their sudden approach, it was no different from the Grim Reaper summoning his life. Meng Liu was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he rolled on the ground in a sorry state, running forward for his life.

What grudge or hatred could there be?

Meng Liu considered himself to be a decent person when he was the young master, and compared to those who resorted to violence at the drop of a hat, he could be considered a good person.

Looking at the relentlessly pursuing demons behind him, his face turned extremely ugly.

Meng Liu wanted to swear, but the fear of death forced him to keep running. The burning sensation from the aftershocks of the lightning tribulation made his legs weak.

The relentless lightning tribulation was no less than a race against death.

Purple lightning was reflected in his pupils, which widened in that instant. The intense fear rendered him unable to react at all; his limbs were paralyzed, and he remained motionless.

"Lie down." Ye Qiao's voice suddenly came from beside him.

Before he could react, Ye Qiao forcefully pressed his head to the ground. The lightning tribulation struck them swiftly and accurately, the purple lightning carrying an aura of world destruction. The unstoppable lightning tribulation was absorbed and dissipated the moment it struck her.

Ye Qiao was knocked to her knees by the blow. She spat twice, almost swallowing dirt, and said, "Where are your subordinates? Why didn't you send them to help?"

Meng Liu, still shaken and pale-faced, said, "My subordinates may be a bit dim-witted, but they're not reckless."

The lightning tribulation was coming with overwhelming force; who would dare to approach?

He clung to Ye Qiao like a drowning man grasping at a straw, crying, "Save my life, Ye Qiao!"

Ye Qiao wasn't afraid of being struck, but Meng Liu was terrified. He wasn't exactly a vicious demon, but his hands weren't exactly clean either. If Heaven wanted to eliminate the demons, it didn't care whether you were innocent or not.

Ye Qiao disgustedly pried his hand away, "Go away." As soon as she pushed the Demon Lord out, she immediately went to save Meng Liu, who was being chased, as soon as she regained consciousness.

Meng Liu reluctantly let go, clutching the blood gushing from his mouth, staring intently at her. "Seriously, were you out of your mind just now?"

He bit the pill in his mouth, feeling a chill run down his spine just thinking about it. The scene of Ye Qiao slaughtering everyone was so frightening that he didn't even have the courage to get close.

Ye Qiao: "I'm not crazy."

It just drove the first Demon Lord mad.

"Those lightning bolts almost killed me." Meng Liu had a top-grade magic weapon in his hand. When the Golden Bell Shield cracked and shattered, the remaining electric current seemed to pulverize his internal organs. Even the pills couldn't stop the bleeding for a while, but fortunately, the situation was still under control.

Ye Qiao: "You were also struck by lightning?" She was surprised.

Meng Liusheng nodded listlessly, "Are you alright after that hit?"

He couldn't take it anymore. Ye Qiao could catch it, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt.

Ye Qiao: "It's alright, just so-so." She casually remarked, "A mere tribulation of lightning, how laughable."

She felt it was indeed alright; compared to the Nascent Soul stage, it was nothing.

Whether it was Heaven's will or not, the lightning tribulations that were about to separate suddenly converged, the four bolts of heavenly lightning intertwined, and the entire area was enveloped in lightning with her at the center.

Ye Qiao's hand twitched reflexively. As soon as the familiar light appeared in front of her, she immediately threw Meng Liu to a safe distance of more than ten meters.

What's wrong with Heaven? Does it have to strike her twice to feel better? Why not strike Mu Li instead?

She subconsciously threw out the defensive talismans Xie Chuxue had given her to see if they could reduce the damage from the lightning tribulation. However, none of the defensive talismans touched the lightning tribulation; they were crushed into powder in mid-air by the terrifying pressure of this divine punishment.

She immediately stopped thinking about throwing the Ghost King Tower to try and break it open. If it could split open a secret realm, then a spiritual weapon, being a creation of nature, might not be an exception.

Four different thunderclouds gathered together, and four different tribulation lightning bolts intertwined to strike one person. Ye Qiao was amazed, as this was the first time she had ever seen such a thing.

Not only her, but even Mu Li's mind went completely blank.

With a loud "bang."

The sound of the thunderbolt struck the surrounding area, causing ringing in the ears for a long time. The demon realm, filled with slaughter and bloodshed, seemed to fall silent with the arrival of this tribulation.

Holy crap.

Meng Liu held his breath and practically scrambled over, calling out, "...Ye Qiao?"

Are you still alive?

If she dies, he will truly become the first traitor in the demon race to desert for love! He will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

"I'm going to die..." Ye Qiao murmured slowly as she lay in the deep pit.

"Huh?" Meng Liu quickly looked at the deep pit, scrambled up and pulled her out, almost scared to death by her: "Don't scare me! What will I do if you die?" He wanted to get out of this wretched place!

Moreover, Ye Qiao's lifeless expression didn't seem like an act; she genuinely felt life was meaningless.

"I have one last wish, which is the legacy in my mustard seed bag." Ye Qiao seemed to have just slowly awoke from the lightning tribulation, her eyes vacant as she stared at the sky for a long time.

The girl was covered in black from the cleavage, her clothes were unrecognizable, and her face was covered in dust. She reached out and grabbed her spirit stone pouch, and solemnly said in a low voice, "Before I die, I entrusted all the spirit stones in this pouch to you."

Meng Liu panicked even more. He couldn't help but shout twice, "Where are your pills? It can't be that bad, can it? Aren't you a Heavenly Spiritual Root? How could you really be going to die?"

Seeing him jumping around anxiously, Ye Qiao lowered her voice even further, and looked up at him for a few seconds: "Actually, before I die, there is one more thing I want to tell you."

"Go on," Meng Liu said subconsciously, listening. His magical artifacts were almost completely destroyed; if Ye Qiao gave him the mustard seed pouch, it should last him a while longer. He hadn't expected that she, who seemed so heartless, was actually...

"What I just said—" Ye Qiao deliberately slowed her speech, and under Meng Liu's serious gaze, she swiftly flicked her sword, fiercely dispersing the attack coming from behind. Her deep tone suddenly became lively: "Of course it was all a lie!"

Meng Liu: "..." Actually, his mother really didn't have much of a conscience.

Realizing what had happened, he nearly punched the man to death. "I almost got struck by lightning just now, and you still have the nerve to improvise a whole scene?!"

She's poisonous.

He couldn't help but ask sincerely: Don't those close associates who have worked with Ye Qiao really want to beat her to death?

"Hey hey hey. Don't be angry, I was just a little excited and wanted to joke with you." Besides, she really did look utterly hopeless just now. Anyone who has just been struck by lightning wouldn't be happy even if they were struck by lightning for days and nights afterward.

Upon seeing the familiar thunderclouds, Ye Qiao truly had the thought of dying.

Who knew Meng Liu was so easily fooled?

Meng Liu: "??? Huh?"

Lost in her own emotions, Ye Qiao didn't notice his devastated expression. She shoved the Jinghong Sword into Meng Liu's arms and said, "Here, it can ward off lightning."

She can absorb lightning tribulations, and so can the Jinghong Sword, which shares the same attribute. This spirit sword is quite effective as a lightning rod. Perhaps we can consider expanding the Jinghong Sword's capabilities once it takes human form.

For example, making some money by acting as a lightning rod for others.

Moreover, among all lightning bolts, the power of heavenly lightning is the purest, which can be used to temper the Jinghong Sword to see if it can accelerate its transformation.

Completely bewildered, Meng Liu received the spirit sword and his thoughts froze for a few seconds. He subconsciously grabbed the Jinghong Sword in his hand, and soon his feet were lifted into the air.

Ye Qiao pulled him directly onto the fiery red phoenix.

What the hell?! What kind of crazy move is this now?

His face turned deathly pale, and he screamed as Ye Qiao pulled him down, yelling, "Holy crap! Ye Qiao!!"

"Where the hell are you taking me?" he cursed in despair, with thunderclouds floating in the air right now.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, haven't I been saying this all along? Give me some time—" She touched the Flying Immortal Sword at her waist. The white spirit sword was sparkling with light waves. Under the intertwining of lightning, the bright light shone on Ye Qiao's eyebrows and eyes. She was unusually excited and leaned on the phoenix, extremely cheerful: "I'll take you and strike back."