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

The four people pushed out by the overly excited Xie Chuxue: "..."

This shocking metaphor finally pushed Qin Fanfan to her limit, and she delivered a precise kick, her voice cold and deep, "You four, go and bring Xiao Qiao to the main peak."

The four people who witnessed this scene clicked their tongues in amazement. Poor little junior uncle.

After Qin Fanfan looked over, the group, not wanting to be kicked away by their master, all agreed in unison, "Okay. We'll bring Ye Qiao back right away."

They pushed and shoved each other as they left the scene, afraid that if they were too slow, they would get beaten up too.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Holy crap, Master's about to beat us up!"

……

On the other side, Ye Qiao was preparing to fly to the main peak on her flying sword when she bumped into several senior brothers who seemed to be fleeing for their lives. Because they were running too fast, their clothes were a bit disheveled by the wind. Generally speaking, sect uniforms should be worn properly, but Changming Sect is known for its carefree attitude.

But generally speaking, it's understandable that the other two sect leaders don't wear their robes properly, so what are Xue Yu and his senior brother up to?

Ye Qiao pretended to be deep in thought. "What are you four doing?"

The group of people who were about to step on the smoking footsteps stopped in their tracks and looked at each other for a few seconds.

"It's mainly because Junior Uncle asked us to pick you up." Mu Chongxi leaned closer, clicking his tongue in amazement, "But your aura really is completely undetectable."

"Is it because their level of cultivation is higher than ours?"

However, auras are generally detectable unless deliberately concealed. Ye Qiao's aura was almost nonexistent. It's understandable that those with a cultivation level one realm lower couldn't detect the Nascent Soul stage, but even Qin Fanfan couldn't detect it.

Ye Qiao was flattered. She beckoned and pressed Mu Chongxi's head down, "Did Junior Uncle send you?"

"Yeah, right." Mu Chongxi chuckled twice. "I guess this is what it means to be a genius?"

After all, Qin Fanfan was incredibly enthusiastic when they first became her disciples. Big sects, after all, are all about double standards.

There are quite a few elders in the Changming Sect.

There are seven in total. In addition to the elders who often teach them, there are also many unfamiliar peak masters from various peaks.

When they rushed into the main hall, Qin Fanfan was still beating Xie Chuxue. Xie Chuxue was tough and dodged behind several old men. He looked up and noticed the five people at the door, and waved, "Xiao Qiao is here."

He tried to divert Qin Fanfan's attention.

As a result, Qin Fanfan only noticed Ye Qiao at the door after being reminded by him. His relaxed brows furrowed slightly. "Xiao Qiao?"

"How did you manage to conceal your presence?"

Forget about aura, I can't even detect their realm.

Qin Fanfan had never seen such a strange technique before.

Ye Qiao had a clear understanding of the Half-Moon Clan's concealment techniques—they were capable of deceiving even Nascent Soul cultivators. Yet, Qin Fanfan hadn't noticed them even when they were already at the main hall's entrance. Ye Qiao found it increasingly astonishing: "Master, Elders, didn't you notice anything at all?"

Not really.

Qin Fanfan stared at Ye Qiao, coughed twice, and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Nascent Soul stage?"

After receiving Ye Qiao's affirmative nod, his expression gradually relaxed, and he rubbed his hands together eagerly to ask, "How did the trial go?"

Ye Qiao was the only one who stayed for a full thirty days before coming out, which was unprecedented. Some outside cultivators mocked that this was indeed a cultivation world that hadn't produced a Nascent Soul cultivator in a hundred years. Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator did come out, he would probably be an old thing who had cultivated for a thousand years before breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Qin Fanfan wanted to hear about Ye Qiao's specific situation during the trial.

"Full marks." Seeing that the elders looked quite curious, Ye Qiao organized her thoughts and said, "I died several times at the beginning of the game. On the first day, I was killed in a variety of ways."

Xie Chuxue: "Me too." She was dealt with before she could even react.

The first time was alright, I was just a little confused, but later on I was on tenterhooks the whole time, afraid that the elusive demons would jump out and slit my throat at any moment.

That trial was a source of psychological trauma for many Nascent Soul cultivators.

An elder present had also experienced the same thing.

Hearing Ye Qiao's opening kill, their expressions remained calm. It was just a trial; they would get used to dying and being injured a few times.

What Ye Qiao said next made them slightly lose their composure. Ye Qiao's tone was trembling, clearly showing that she was particularly dissatisfied with this experience. "Later I discovered that as long as I died quickly, they couldn't kill me. I died more than a hundred times after that."

This is why it took a full thirty days to come out.

During the trial, the cultivators were completely free. Moreover, each rebirth allowed them three days to plan ahead. Ye Qiao used all three days to learn the Half-Moon Clan's techniques and to refine his own attributes and those of the Flying Immortal Sword.

Each rebirth lasted three days. With over a hundred rebirths, according to the time flow within the trial, she had spent a full three hundred days in the trial. This explains why those judges collapsed.

Who among us is so kind as to be able to patiently stay inside the trial for the full three hundred days?

It might be questionable if it were someone else.

How can someone get a perfect score after staying for a full thirty days?

But it's perfectly normal for Ye Qiao to do it.

Slow as it may be, even if she finished right on the thirtieth day, she was still the first Nascent Soul cultivator to achieve a perfect score.

Furthermore, the little saintess was very satisfied with Ye Qiao and also gave her a saintess blessing during the trial.

Nonsense. Those cultivators who came here for training were all trying to get by quickly, so they took her here and there, hiding all the time. Now that they finally found someone who could take her back, it's no wonder they're dissatisfied.

Xie Chuxue admired Ye Qiao's composure, which allowed her to repeat the same thing over a hundred times without breaking down.

The other four senior brothers were impressed but confused. They didn't know what the so-called trial was all about, but Ye Qiao's perfect score sounded incredibly impressive.

"There's one more thing." After finishing discussing the trial, Ye Qiao pointed to herself, "I was tricked by the First Demon Lord."

Mu Li: "..." If others could hear him, he would have wondered who had outmaneuvered whom by shaking Ye Qiao's collar so much.

"It seems he's hiding inside my consciousness and won't come out." Ye Qiao asked, "Is it possible to get him out?"

"How did you get in?" Mingxuan's smile froze. "Did you get your master and the others to drag you out?"

The first Demon Lord could only be a remnant soul, since he had been dead for so many years, and it would be easy to crush him if one wanted to.

Mu Chongxi shook Ye Qiao's head, trying to even out her brain matter.

After being kicked in the stomach by Ye Qiao, he yelled and finally stopped hitting her.

The two started arguing again. Ye Qiaoxin was unusually carefree, while Xie Chuxue hissed, not expecting this to happen after her trip to the Demon Realm. "You could try having the spirits within your sea of ​​consciousness gang up on him and kill him. I don't dare search your sea of ​​consciousness for now."

The sea of ​​consciousness is such a sensitive place; what if it turns someone into an idiot?

The elders discussed it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, so they finally decided to take her to Chengfeng Sect and Bishui Sect another day to ask.

When it comes to spiritual awareness, these two sects are still the best.

Speaking of Chengfeng Sect, "Fang Zhiyao was very enthusiastic to me a few months ago, saying he wanted to invite you to their Chengfeng Sect." Elder Zhao glanced at the mustard seed bag hanging at Ye Qiao's waist, "It would be best if you brought that water-type spiritual artifact back with you."

Ye Qiao corrected, "It's called a map."

"Map." Elder Zhao had no hope for her naming ability. It was fortunate that the spirit swords had their own names; otherwise, would those spirit swords even have any nice-sounding names?

Mu Li almost rolled his eyes as he listened to their conversation. He felt that these elders and sect leaders were overthinking things; even if it was dangerous, his situation was more dangerous.

Ye Qiao of the Demon Clan thoroughly exploited this miserable first Demon Lord, and as an all-around encyclopedia, Mu Li was even more useful than an intelligent AI.

"Let's go to the back mountain, Xiao Qiao." Qin Fanfan looked her over from left to right but couldn't see any trace of the Nascent Soul stage in her. To avoid any accidents, he decided to test Ye Qiao first.

"I'll test you myself." Qin Fanfan patted Ye Qiao, signaling her to follow. "Let's see how many moves you can withstand from a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Ye Qiao: "..."