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

Seeing that Qin Fanfan didn't seem to be joking, Ye Qiao could only mentally prepare herself and walked over with a slightly miserable expression.

This time, unlike before, she was trained by Qin Fanfan.

In the past, it was Elder Duan who personally took charge of beating them.

Qin Fanfan's training methods were gentler than Elder Duan's brutal approach, and more normal than Xie Chuxue's somewhat perverse training methods.

Xie Chuxue smiled slightly. "She needs to learn how to make good use of the spiritual energy of the Nascent Soul realm, as well as how to improve her own cultivation techniques and mental methods as her realm advances."

These are all things you need to adapt to.

Xie Chuxue had always had high expectations for Ye Qiao, so he was undoubtedly happy and even laughed throughout the beating.

At the Nascent Soul Realm, Qin Fanfan's attacks were far more effective than their training.

Seeing that neither of them intended to help her, Ye Qiao stood on the back mountain, and spiritual energy easily bound her hands, binding her behind her back. Qin Fanfan said, "Come here."

"You can ask two people to help you during the test."

Ye Qiao was bound tightly. After a couple of symbolic struggles, Mu Chongxi surprisingly cheered twice, "Ye Qiao! Ye Qiao!! Let's rescue you from the clutches of that wicked Elder Duan!"

The princes rescued the princess!! Yay!

Princess Ye Qiao: "..."

Mu Chongxi was excited to help Zhou Xingyun. Qin Fanfan, who was not a martial arts expert, easily gathered spiritual energy in her hand and aimed it at Ye Qiao's feet after seeing the trio of sword cultivators.

In an instant, sand and stones flew, the ground collapsed, and with Ye Qiao's hands bound behind her back, she could only dodge as much as possible. A loud sound rang in her ears, and a white flying sword flipped up and down, its blade severing the spiritual energy wrapped around her wrist.

It was Zhou Xingyun who stepped in to help. After Ye Qiao gained her freedom, spiritual energy was already in front of her. She mobilized the spiritual energy to form an identical palm print, attempting to rebel against her incompetent master for the first time. Ye Qiao's spiritual energy membrane, which had just reached the Nascent Soul stage, shattered upon impact.

Ye Qiao's pupils contracted slightly, and in her desperation, she almost instinctively activated all her skills to protect herself.

Several identical shadows separated, blocking the attack, and another palm strike followed closely behind, which Ye Qiao dodged with a tricky movement.

"Holy crap." She'd managed to dodge it, but seeing so many versions of herself left Ye Qiao utterly bewildered. "Am I experiencing mitosis?"

Qin Fanfan's main purpose this time was to train Ye Qiao; the other two came along to play.

Not long ago, Ye Qiao was still in the Nascent Soul stage. Suddenly breaking through to the next level, she probably didn't even have a concept of what it meant to be a Quasi-God Transformation.

To get her to adapt to the Nascent Soul stage as quickly as possible, a good beating is inevitable.

Qin Fanfan said, "Focus your attention. This is the clone state, also known as the 'divine clone' state after the Nascent Soul stage."

Mingxuan was slightly dumbfounded when he saw so many Ye Qiao clones. He poked Ye Qiao's clone and said, "It seems to be no different from the real one."

"The clone is exactly the same. This is also called a split spirit, which she created herself."

"However, Ye Qiao's cultivation is not up to par, so apart from being able to block attacks, he is basically useless."

Ye Qiao's clone looked dull and obviously fake.

"Come on, let's continue. Stop talking."

Without giving Ye Qiao a chance to react, he slapped her on the head and slammed her firmly to the ground.

Ye Qiao was somewhat bewildered after being slammed into the pit.

Qin Fanfan definitely held back her strength when she struck that palm.

Even when Elder Duan didn't use any spiritual power, the two of them were easily defeated by him with just one hand. It goes without saying that it was even worse when the sect leader joined the fray.

Seeing that she was slapped into the ground as if nothing had happened, Qin Fanfan didn't say a word and slapped Ye Qiao in the hole again.

Trapped in the pit with almost no way to avoid it, Ye Qiao caught the powerful air currents head-on, mobilizing her spiritual energy. The entire back mountain was filled with powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Based on current test results, she can withstand three blows from Qin Fanfan.

"Could you two please help me out?"

She looked at Mu Chongxi and Zhou Xingyun, whose heads were close together, seemingly watching the commotion.

"It's mainly because it's not suitable, Junior Sister." Mingxuan, who was watching the commotion from the side, sighed sincerely, "Those two would be beaten to death if they went there, they definitely would."

Ye Qiao almost missed the palm strike, and everyone else who went over would have met the same fate: being slapped away by Qin Fanfan.

Beside her were two people who were half-heartedly going through the motions, while Qin Fanfan kept staring at herself as she hammered.

Qin Fanfan slowly withdrew her hands, always tolerant of his talent, and asked kindly, "Want to try again, Xiao Qiao?"

Ye Qiao, who had been directly knocked into the pit, forced a smile and said, "Farewell, Master."

If you hit him again, he'll be ruined.

Four palm strikes is already the limit.

Qin Fanfan's expression remained as kind as ever, his smile so wide it almost disappeared his eyes: "Then remember to come every day." Afraid that Ye Qiao would just give up and fall asleep, he added, "If you can last five moves, I'll let you go down the mountain to play."

Although Qin Fanfan doesn't manage affairs, as a sect leader, as long as the promises are good, Ye Qiao will naturally take the bait. In order to get down the mountain as soon as possible, Ye Qiao comes to be beaten on time every day, striving to thoroughly understand the Nascent Soul Realm.

During this time, Mu Chongxi even gave her some advice, "If it doesn't work, just fight him. If you get beaten half to death, just have Xue Yu come and save you."

"As long as I can withstand five blows from Master, I don't care about the process."

The Changming Sect has always adhered to the principle of collective punishment. Ye Qiao cannot go down the mountain, and neither can the others. They can only stay in the back mountain and serve as sparring partners.

Not long after Ye Qiao returned to the sect, many sects came to test her, and Changming Sect directly closed its gates to guests.

This mysterious demeanor only fuels suspicion.

Several powerful families acted swiftly upon hearing the news, sending people to gather information, but they couldn't even get through the gate.

After several fruitless attempts, they waved their hand and used their family connections to have their direct descendants pay a visit.

Song Hansheng was a complete innocent victim who was dragged into this mess.

……

The back mountain of Changming Sect.

During the several days of repeated practice, she was able to catch four palms steadily.

Just as the final palm strike landed, Ye Qiao used her extensive experience of being knocked away to mobilize the vast spiritual energy of the Nascent Soul stage as a defensive measure. The spiritual energy enveloped her all around, and Qin Fanfan's palm strike slammed into her, shattering the surrounding spiritual energy.

The immense recoil caused Ye Qiao to stumble back several steps.

Fortunately, he caught it; otherwise, he would have ended up being slapped to the ground and unable to get off.

After catching Qin Fanfan's five blows in seven days, Mu Chongxi immediately started clapping his hands like a seal, "Beautiful!"

"Can we go now?" Mingxuan, who was bored out of his mind, jumped up. "Five blows! Ye Qiao caught them firmly. Can you let us down the mountain now?"

Ever since they were discovered slacking off during the day and stealing chickens and dogs at night when they went down the mountain, they have been kept under strict surveillance within the sect.

Life in the clan is worse than being in prison.

"Go ahead." Seeing that Ye Qiao was able to withstand five blows in such a short time, Qin Fanfan waved her hand, and her tone towards Ming Xuan became more affectionate: "Remember to return to the sect before dark."

On the way down the mountain, everyone chattered and discussed when Qin Fanfan had become so fierce, since in their eyes, Qin Fanfan was the one who didn't care about anything.

Xue Yu: "What realm do you think Master is at?"

Mingxuan nodded, "My father's condition is probably at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm."

That is, the realm after the transformation into a deity.

"I think there should be more than one master."

"And there are more than just the other elders."

"I used to think they were all at the Nascent Soul stage, but now it seems I underestimated them." But back then, for the young people who had just established their foundation, the Nascent Soul stage was an unattainable realm.

Ye Qiao nodded in agreement; none of the elders could see through his true nature.

None of the five of them changed their clothes, making them quite conspicuous as they descended the mountain together.

Taking advantage of a rare moment of leisure, Ye Qiao looked around for a moment, preparing to randomly find a relative to torment, "Why don't we go down the mountain to find Ye Qinghan to play with?"

It doesn't matter that the Sword Inquiry Sect is poor, because Ye Qinghan is rich. The Ye family, the number one family, is very wealthy.

"Is he in seclusion?" Xue Yu's expression was somewhat strange when he mentioned this. He slowly explained, "After all, both the Ye family and the Sword Inquiry Sect are hoping that Ye Qinghan will break the records in the cultivation world again, such as reaching the Nascent Soul stage at eighteen and the Divine Transformation stage at twenty."

Ye Qinghan's fame soared at the age of eighteen when he reached the Nascent Soul stage. If he could be the first to break through to the Divine Transformation stage, it would truly be unprecedented, and one can imagine how triumphant he would be.

Xue Yu summarized, "I didn't expect to be beaten to it. Ye Qinghan will be furious when he comes out of seclusion and hears this news, won't he?"

"No, that won't happen." Zhou Xingyun understood Ye Qinghan's thought process quite well. He said, "Ye Qinghan will only feel that he is indeed not strong enough. Then he will continue to work hard silently."

Ye Qiao: "In a sense, he truly deserves the title of the number one in the righteous path."

With this mindset, if he doesn't succeed, who will?

……

Ye Qinghan, who was halfway through her seclusion when her junior brothers and sisters suddenly dragged her out, was speechless.

The fact that Changming Sect had been closing its doors to visitors for so long was obviously suspicious. Zhu You urged Ye Qinghan to go and investigate. Only Chu Xingzhi, that idiot, stayed by his senior brother's side and followed him to the enemy's lair.

Zhu You waved enthusiastically, "Remember to say hello to Ye Qiao, Senior Brother."

This is a meeting between the three parties.

Song Hansheng's family chose to use money as a weapon. No matter what realm Ye Qiao was at, even if she was in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, it couldn't hide the fact that she was very popular in the cultivation world. The cultivation world still had to look to Ye Qiao.

The Song family had no shortage of money, and he reluctantly took a bag of spirit stones to find the people from the Changming Sect.

They ran into Ye Qinghan on the way.

The key point is that Ye Qinghan also brought his junior brother, Chu Xingzhi.

These two are truly inseparable.

After weighing the strength of both sides, Song Hansheng decided that pragmatism was the best policy, and took the initiative to start a conversation: "Are you also going to find Ye Qiao?"

Ye Qinghan hummed in agreement.

Fine.

They all went to Chomei-mune.

When the people from the two sects contacted the Changming Sect, the five people were at the foot of the mountain.

At that time, Ye Qiao was pondering whether the sect would reimburse her for purchases.

Mingxuan was not well-liked at home. Ever since he changed, he even had fewer spirit stones, probably because he squandered his father's money everywhere. He was so poor that he was almost eating dirt with Ye Qiao.

Ye Qiao rummaged through her mustard seed bag. She had managed to bring back quite a few good things from the Demon Clan, and they had bought almost every kind of magical artifact she had never seen before.

Magical artifacts are incredibly expensive, and the spirit stones she brought might not be enough. The five of them could chip in, or they could hope that Mingxuan would go home and beg his father to come and pay for them.

Just when they were wondering who to turn to for help, Song Hansheng and Ye Qinghan both came knocking on their door.