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

Xie Chuxue knocked politely on the door, then strode in. He found the five people looking utterly bored, as if they'd been thoroughly examining the jade slips. After a moment's thought, he quickly realized the key: "Still haven't received any invitations from other sects?"

Ye Qiao clutched her chest, heartbroken.

He chuckled and joked, "Are you guys going to be fighting three against one now?"

"That's right." Ye Qiao gently shook the talisman in her hand, which transformed into a butterfly and fluttered towards Xie Chuxue. "But our plan is to rely on ourselves. If the mountain won't come to us, we'll go to the mountain."

Xie Chuxue dispersed the illusion talismans that were floating towards her, feeling that these children were becoming increasingly disrespectful to their elders.

"Junior Uncle," Mingxuan lingered, pretending to have a good relationship with him, trying to get some information out of him, "Could you tell us a few things? What's Penglai like? Have you ever been there?"

"I went there when I was young." Or rather, the places where Ye Qiao and the others went to train were all paths that their predecessors had walked.

Xie Chuxue gestured, "I'll give you a map then, so you won't be searching aimlessly. There might be unexpected difficulties in Penglai, but they won't kill you, don't worry."

"The advice is that sword cultivators should just stay out of trouble. In this situation, it depends on the alchemist's skills and ability to react quickly."

Although they had experienced actual combat, it was all under the condition of no casualties. If someone were injured or killed, some would undoubtedly be at a loss. In a place like Penglai, although there would not be too much danger, there would be constant chaos. Who knows when a wrong step would put them on the verge of death by poisonous spiritual plants.

This kind of training cultivates these close disciples' ability to remain calm under pressure and adapt to changing circumstances.

"After you arrive in Penglai, remember to find the spiritual veins first." Xie Chuxue shook their heads. "The default rule for seizing spiritual veins is that whoever occupies one first gets it. Once you've seized one, just send a jade slip to notify us."

The spiritual veins not only produce spiritual energy, but also spiritual stones, which are extremely valuable to the Changming Sect at present.

The spiritual veins brought back by the previous generation of disciples have long been depleted.

Mentioning the spiritual veins finally gave them some motivation. Ye Qiao waved her hand, "Then let's go talk to the Song family first. Goodbye, Junior Uncle!"

The group rode on the back of a KFC chicken and flew to the Song family to demand the return of their people.

In fact, it's not impossible to fight three people at once, but seizing a spiritual vein is all about speed. Not to mention the troublesome sword cultivators, even the weapon cultivators' various magical artifacts can hold them back for a long time. Fighting three people at once is too slow, and they can't just sit and wait to die.

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Song family.

Faced with these uninvited guests who had barged in without prior notice, the Song family head sized them up. Undoubtedly, the quality of the Changming Sect members was high, with cultivators of talismans, alchemy, and swordsmanship all present and accounted for.

He maintained a polite smile, his tone neither warm nor cold, "What brings you to break into our Song family's house at night?"

If there were doubts about the news brought by Song Hansheng before, then the subsequent news that Ye Qiao could withstand three blows from the sect leader must be true, confirming that she had reached the Nascent Soul stage.

While the outside world may not know the details, the eight major families have some inside information: even if a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage holds back their strength, three moves from a Nascent Soul cultivator would be too much for an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to withstand.

But Ye Qiao never expressed any intention, and Song Hansheng went there so many times but returned empty-handed.

The sudden appearance of these people left the Song family head somewhat unsure of their intentions.

He was confident he could handle any other junior, but Ye Qiao was too unpredictable. It was better to be cautious when dealing with someone who didn't follow the usual path.

Ye Qiao: "I need to speak with Song Hansheng about something."

The head of the Song family raised his voice calmly, "What is it?"

"That's how it is." Seeing his attitude, Ye Qiao cleared her throat and said in a light voice, "We originally came to talk about joining your Song family, but it seems that the Song family head is not very welcoming to us. In that case, we'll take our leave."

The Song family head was slightly bewildered: "Eh? Wait, hold on!"

Seeing that they were really preparing to leave, the Song family head became anxious and shouted to the guards outside, "Where is Song Hansheng? Quickly, tell him to come out and greet our guests!"