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

"Don't you think your ideas are becoming more and more abstract?" He calmly touched his face, and suddenly he wasn't so socially anxious anymore.

Twisting upwards as alluringly as a snake?

Can a fucking horse even be human?

Duan Hengdao pouted: "Then Mu Chongxi can jump up there like a jumping mouse."

They were all dumbfounded.

Fang Zhiyao quickly pulled out a magical artifact from his storage bag that could be used to climb the cliff, and casually slapped it coldly onto Duan Hengdao's face: "Try using this to get up there."

The competition between teams was not much different from that in the secret realm; it was simply a matter of each team displaying their unique abilities.

Although the process was somewhat tortuous, both sides managed to obtain the spiritual plants they wanted.

……

After distributing the spiritual plants evenly, they continued their journey towards the spiritual vein. The closer they got to the spiritual vein, the more frequently they exchanged glances or whispered among themselves, each wanting to be the first to claim a large spiritual vein.

Ye Qiao was communicating with several teammates.

"I'll stop Qin Huai and the other two. With your numbers outnumbered, take the opportunity to surround the few from the Biyue Sect and Chengfeng Sect. Senior Brother, go and seize the spiritual vein."

Zhou Xingyun is the fastest, so let him go and be on the safe side.

"How about opening a domain?" Mingxuan still found it a bit difficult: "Have Junior Sister throw them all out, and the first spiritual vein will be ours."

Once the territory is opened, the plundering ends.

"No way," Song Hansheng was the first to deny it: "It would be too noisy."

Ye Qiao rarely agreed: "Besides, this is Penglai, not a place for us to go clubbing."

If things get out of hand, Penglai will hold you accountable later. You might even end up losing money, which isn't worth it.

There is only one option available to us now.

A fight would settle the matter quickly.

After they finished assigning tasks to each other, Chengfeng Sect and Bishui Sect had almost finished their planning. Upon reaching the outer edge of the spiritual vein, the surge of spiritual energy became increasingly obvious.

The moment they stepped onto the outer perimeter, people on both sides quickly dispersed.

Without warning, Duan Hengdao threw a dart at Ye Qiao. The pure black magic weapon was shrouded in a chill, and it could even chase after people. At the same time, Ye Qiao drew her sword, and the magic weapon fell to the ground as if frozen in place.

Duan Hengdao continued to throw magical artifacts without hesitation. His senior brother had said that his only goal this time was to stall Ye Qiao.

Ye Qiao never expected that she would end up being assigned to a personal disciple; how much they looked down on her.

Duan Hengdao's magical weapon was difficult to deal with, but under the suppression of his absolute realm, it didn't take long for him to easily approach Duan Hengdao and grab him.

The moment she approached, Duan Hengdao's heart skipped a beat. He decisively crushed his magical artifact and shifted his position, avoiding her. His face was pale afterward. "What's wrong with you?"

None of the magical artifacts he threw out lasted more than ten seconds in her hands.

The longest one only lasted about thirty seconds.

Duan Hengdao was referring to her strange speed and her ability to quickly suppress her magical artifacts. He sensed something odd about it; Ye Qiao used to have to put in a lot of effort to deal with these magical artifacts.

This time it's happened way too fast.

Ye Qiao: "Me?"

"I don't mean any harm," she waved her hand. "It's not like I'm specifically looking for a war with you."

"But the spiritual veins are not something we can give up."

My head may be severed, my blood may flow, but the spirit stone must not be lost.

This is their last act of defiance as poor people.

Ye Qiao didn't have time to pay attention to Duan Hengdao. She waved to Mu Chongxi and said, "It's up to you." After saying that, she quickly went to chase after Qin Huai.

Qin Huai and Zhou Xingyun both possess wind spirit roots, making them incredibly fast.

Qin Huai knew Duan Hengdao couldn't stop her, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly. With the endless tricks of weapon cultivators, holding her back for a while wouldn't have been a problem. Yet she emerged so soon.

He looked at Ye Qiao coldly.

"You want to fight me?"

The two have never officially faced off.

"No." To be precise, Ye Qiao was prepared to fight the three of them.

Ye Qiao stood there, showing no intention of drawing his sword, and Qin Huai did not act impulsively either. The two faced off for a moment, and soon Fang Zhiyao and Ji Yuan arrived one after another.

"How come she came out so quickly?" Fang Zhiyao was slightly taken aback and subconsciously clenched the magic weapon in her hand.

Qin Huai also felt like he had seen a ghost.

Ye Qiao's actions triggered a fight among her three close associates.

Mu Chongxi showed no mercy in his fight with Duan Hengdao, striking him hard in the abdomen with his knee and sending him flying.

"Damn it, Mu Chongxi, you..." He swallowed the swear word that was about to come out, and was sent flying backward, pinned to the ground.

Duan Hengdao almost vomited blood. "What about our friendship?" He thought he had a good relationship with Mu Chongxi and Ye Qiao. He even gave Ye Qiao the demon-binding rope.

Mu Chongxi shook his fist and grinned, "Shut up. Or I'll keep beating you."

Duan Hengdao is a wicked and malicious person. Just now, he was secretly tricked by Duan Hengdao. The rope tightened without warning, binding his legs and preventing him from arriving immediately.

Mu, the naive and innocent girl, finally realized her anger and, without thinking twice, launched a flying kick at Duan Hengdao.

The fake brotherhood shattered at this moment.

After being kicked to the ground, Duan Hengdao had several broken ribs. He reached into his empty hand, pulled out a magical artifact from his storage bag, and swiftly covered the person, trapping them.

The two were at roughly the same level, and it would take Mu Chongxi some time to break through the magical artifacts he had crafted.

As long as there are enough magical artifacts, a weapon cultivator can even restrain multiple people.

Fearing that Mu Chongxi, this violent maniac, might actually shatter his magical artifacts with a single punch, Duan Hengdao quickly formed hand seals and reinforced several more sets of magical artifacts, determined to make him spend the rest of his life in jail.

……

On the other side, Xue Yu faced off against a pill cultivator, one he was quite familiar with.

Liu Yun, a pill cultivator I had previously collaborated with in the secret realm.

Both of them were alchemists, so even if they fought, it should have been relatively harmonious. However, he forgot one thing: the Azure Water Sect cooperated with a major sect of weapon cultivators. They benefited from the Chengfeng Sect and possessed magical artifacts.

Xue Yu was careless and failed to dodge, so he was directly bound and captured by Liu Yun with the help of a magical artifact.

"Liu Yun, come here, how about I tell you a secret?" Xue Yu moved his wrist, but it really couldn't move at all. He smiled innocently and gestured for him to come closer.

Liu Yun gripped the magical artifact in her hand with suspicion, and said coldly, "I won't fall for it."

secret?

What good things could possibly come out of Changming Sect's mouth?

"What are you afraid of? Look at me, I'm all tied up like this, what else can I do to you?" Xue Yu had a clean and elegant face. He shrugged innocently, lowered his head, and said in a serious tone, "I just wanted to tell you some gossip. Anyway, I'm just killing time."

Liu Yun had bound his hands beforehand, and to be on the safe side, she also took Xue Yu's mustard seed bag. Xue Yu was practically tied up like a rice dumpling, so he really couldn't do anything.

"Do you think I'd be curious?" Liu Yun said, turning and walking over. "What gossip is it?"

The moment he approached, Xue Yu suddenly looked up and bumped into him, delivering a powerful headbutt that made his head buzz.

Thanks to the unscrupulous Xie Chuxue, he, a pill refiner, was forced to join the Dragon Clan's physical training these past few months.

Such high-pressure training does indeed improve physical skills and the body's ability to withstand blows. A headshot might not hurt a sword cultivator, but it would be a devastating blow to a pill cultivator.

Taking advantage of Liu Yun's pained expression as he clutched his forehead, Xue Yu seized the opportunity to perform another backflip and kick him to the ground, clicking his tongue in amazement, "The Chengfeng Sect is really rich."

Xue Yu's resentment towards the rich reached its peak at this moment.

If he hadn't been caught off guard by the magical artifact, he wouldn't have ended up being bound hand and foot.

Xue Yu's tone confirmed the saying: jealousy can make a person unrecognizable.

Liu Yun: "..."

Helpless and angry.

He suddenly sat up with a jolt, throwing a punch filled with rage at the other's nose. Although he couldn't contend with Jianjian, he could easily take on Xue Yu, both of whom were weaklings.

Xue Yu dodged to the side and kicked down as well.

A brawl between Danxiu practitioners.

A real physical brawl.

High-level team battles don't even require any weapons; they directly unleash physical damage, with each other exchanging punches and kicks.

The necessity of physical training can only be demonstrated during combat.

It is well known that alchemists are weak and unable to take care of themselves. Without weapons, this profession is nothing; it all comes down to physical skills.

To avoid being caught and facing certain death, Danxiu had also trained in countermeasures.

The sight of two notoriously physically weak alchemists fighting each other is truly rare.

Song Hansheng glanced at the chaotic battle a few times, his lips twitching. To be honest, no matter how serious the training was, as long as it involved the Changming Sect, the process was always mixed with a bit of inexplicable humor.

……

Zhou Xingyun, who was running in the lead, was too fast for Si Miaoyan to keep up with.

She suddenly stopped, placed the flute to her lips, and with a light flick, she withdrew it. As a cultivator with a wood spirit root, she was perfectly at home in Penglai, a place abundant with spiritual plants. Several vines spread out behind her, creating boundless greenery, intertwining and twisting into a rope to block Zhou Xingyun's path.

Zhou Xingyun drew his sword and slashed at her with a sword wind. Si Miaoyan used the surrounding vines and green plants to retreat and interfere.

But she soon realized something was wrong.

What about Qin Huai and Ji Yuan?

If each person is blocking one, how come there are two fewer of them?

"Senior sister, it seems we're... surrounded by them." Miao Miao gripped the arrow in her hand tightly, looking at the Yueqing Sect disciples who had tacitly surrounded them, and couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding.

"Where are Qin Huai and Fang Zhiyao?" Si Miaoyan stopped and, at Song Hansheng's prompting, turned her head to look. She then saw that three of her disciples were being led by Ye Qiao.

Is this how they allocated the funds?

Ye Qiao went to fight three people at once?

Her thoughts raced. Was it Ye Qiao's overconfidence or Song Hansheng's suggestion to send a Nascent Soul cultivator to fight three opponents alone?

Regardless of who brought this up, their allocation certainly caught two people off guard.

Due to the lack of manpower, they were completely surrounded and wiped out.

*

"Is this the legendary direct descendant of the Five Sects?" The girl in the green dress uttered the words, her voice distorted with astonishment as she witnessed this scene.

She was one of the two disciples of Penglai, and after receiving news that these disciples had entered the country, she waited at the entrance.

Hiding in the shadows, I witnessed these unique and diverse methods of extracting spirit plants passed down through generations.

And the famous scene of two alchemists fighting each other.

Chu Ling had never seen such a chaotic fighting style in her life.

In her view, the very center of the cultivation world is divided into five sects and eight great families. It is not, at the very least, appropriate for them to engage in group battles like this.

The Five Sects are the only orthodox major sects in the cultivation world. Unlike those who live in seclusion, no matter what happens, cultivators will think of the Five Sects first. Although the secluded immortal sects are not weak, they are far less representative than the Five Sects.

This group of people acted so swiftly and fiercely that it made her mouth twitch.

Are any person now eligible to become a disciple of the Five Sects? Or have the standards for recruiting disciples dropped to this level in just a century?

She was somewhat speechless.

What happened next finally made Chu Ling slightly more alert.

Ye Qiao was locked in a stalemate with the three members of Chengfeng Sect. She placed her hand on the sword at her waist, estimating how much time would be wasted if she were to take action.

Qin Huai also scoffed at Ye Qiao's method of interception.

The only thing about Ye Qiao that made him somewhat uneasy was that she withstood three moves from the sect leader.

He was unsure of the Sword Inquiry Sect Master's strength; it might be at the Void Refinement stage or the Integration stage.

Ye Qiao succeeded using some unknown method.

The two swordsmen drew their swords. Fang Zhiyao pursed her lips, placed her hand on her mustard seed pouch, and said softly, "Are you sure you want to be enemies with the three of us?"

Ye Qiao showed no intention of leading the team at all, so the only ones who could make the decision were Xue Yu or Song Hansheng.

Where did these two amorous cultivators get their confidence from, allowing Ye Qiao to block all three of them?

"Otherwise, do you think I'm flirting with you guys here?" Ye Qiao raised an eyebrow. "It's getting late. Let's hurry up and finish our work, and head home as soon as possible."

She glanced at the sky; whether in the secret realm or the unfamiliar Penglai, nighttime was never a good sign.

Qin Huai frowned slightly but did not move.

I think her reaction was a bit too relaxed.

Seeing that they didn't react, Ye Qiao made her point clear, drawing her Flying Immortal Sword and signaling them to hurry up, "What I mean is, all three of you, come at me together."

……