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

Ye Qiao appeared completely innocent in response to his accusations, her eyes clear and bright. "I'm a good person, why would I cause trouble?"

"Go back to your cultivation." Qin Fanfan chuckled and waved her hand impatiently, shooing the little brat away.

Ye Qiao immediately left.

The Changming Sect adopts a laissez-faire policy, allowing cultivation to proceed freely with ample spiritual energy, but they are stingy when it comes to spirit stones.

But it's okay.

The Moon Purification Sect and the Sword Inquiry Sect are now her major clients. Ye Qiao has already figured out how to get money from them during the Grand Competition.

……

Meanwhile, after spending two days at Changming Sect, Si Miaoyan hesitated for a few seconds before gently clenching the pill in her hand, unable to resist the curiosity in her heart.

She shook off Miaomiao and ran all the way to the medicine pavilion. Panting, she found the shopkeeper who had sold her the pills and said sincerely, "Old sir."

"I am a disciple of the Azure Water Sect."

To gain the other party's attention, Si Miaoyan revealed her identity and asked with utmost seriousness, "I would like to meet the cultivator who refines pills, is that alright?"

The owner of the medicine shop stammered for a long time, but didn't give a straight answer.

You're kidding, those are disciples of the Azure Water Sect, it would be a miracle if they didn't agree.

But now it's not a matter of whether he wants to or not, but that he can't contact that alchemy master!

After the other party gave me several bottles of unpalatable pills to resell a few days ago, they completely disappeared without a trace.

Where is he supposed to find someone to agree to this?

However, in Si Miaoyan's eyes, the actions of the owner of the Medicine Pavilion meant that experts were elusive and it was normal not to be able to contact them.

The thoughts are profound, the words are incomprehensible, yet they seem impressive.

In his mind, the figure of the other person grew increasingly imposing, and he even began to wonder if the other person was some kind of Nascent Soul stage expert.

At this moment, Si Miaoyan was unaware that the master she was so eager to find wasn't someone who didn't want to contact the owner of the Medicine Pavilion, but rather someone who was being thoroughly beaten by Elder Duan.

Not only was Ye Qiao being beaten, but Mu Chongxi was also with her.

With the competition imminent, they had almost no free time to go out. As the sword repairman, Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi were naturally beaten up by Duan Yu, who also instructed them on fighting techniques.

"..."

After Mu Chongxi was easily kicked away by Elder Duan, Ye Qiao licked her lips slightly and stared intently at Duan Yu's movements.

As it turns out, you, Elder, will always be Elder.

Before she could even see how the other person made their move, her arm was grabbed and she was kicked away in the same way.

Ye Qiao reacted much faster after being hit this time. She quickly flipped over and took off to steady herself. Perhaps hoping to escape if she couldn't win, she took a step and ran away without looking back.

Duan Yu's first move really missed.

"You little brat!" he said, laughing angrily. "Come back here."

Ye Qiao shouted, "No!"

No turning back.

No matter how much you love someone, there's no going back.

"If I go there, you'll beat me up." She was very self-aware and looked at Elder Duan warily.

I knew I'd get another beating if I went there.

Duan Yu raised an eyebrow; this was the first time he had encountered someone who would run away when they couldn't win a fight.

but--

"Speed ​​is useless." Duan Yu intercepted Ye Qiao at the point where she would land next, and kicked her in the abdomen with his second kick without mercy.

Ye Qiao couldn't dodge in time and crashed into him. The next second, she was kicked down from mid-air and slammed to the ground. She clutched her aching abdomen as Duan Yu's fierce punch followed closely behind.

Her body's instincts made her react quickly, and she sprang up in a somersault.

They retreated at the same time, trying to create distance.

However, Duan Yu didn't give her that chance at all. Ye Qiao had just taken a step when she felt a sharp pain in her knee. Her knee had been hit so hard that it bent suddenly, and she fell flat on her face in a sorry state.

"Again."

Ye Qiao was thrown to the ground and her whole body ached. The girl lay on the ground, completely giving up struggling.

"Give up already? Is this your limit?" He tried to provoke Ye Qiao's fighting spirit with words.

Ye Qiao chose to lie flat: "Elder, hit me then."

If you can't outrun them, and you're just going to get hammered in a head-on fight, what else can you do?

And for some reason, she felt that Duan Yu had come specifically to beat her up today.

After a few minutes of stalemate, Mu Chongxi suddenly called out, "Dinner's ready!"

Ye Qiao's eyes lit up; she was starving after standing there for so long.

The next second, Duan Yu's merciless voice rang out: "You can only eat after you've attacked me."

Ye Qiao paused in her slumped-over posture, then said, "..."

The girl quickly rolled over and said sincerely, "Elder, after lying here for a while, I suddenly feel like I can do it again. Do you think I still have a chance?"

He glanced at the troublemaker from head to toe, then chuckled, "Want to go get something to eat?"

Ye Qiao nodded shyly.

Before Duan Yu could make a move, she took the initiative to retreat and create some distance. After being knocked away twice, she realized that Elder Duan had no martial ethics and would attack at the slightest disagreement.

Duan Yu praised, "You reacted quickly."

She knew he was about to start beating her up.

With a swift step, the girl clenched her fist and appeared behind Duan Yu in a flash, throwing a punch at the back of his head.

The man turned his head, grabbed her fist with one hand, and pulled it down hard. At the same time, he used his free hand to swing hard at her abdomen. But unexpectedly, Ye Qiao was like a slippery eel. She twisted her body and spun around, leaping under his arm.

Stepping into the distance with a gentle breeze, she casually reached for the bamboo shoot at her waist, carefully recalling the first move of the Gentle Breeze Technique. Her movements were swift and decisive, her swordsmanship as sharp as a shadow and as sharp as a blade, as she steadily slashed at him.

The white sword wind was too fast, and Duan Yu couldn't react in time, so Ye Qiao actually grazed him.

"Qingfeng Jue." Duan Yu recognized the sword technique she was using, his eyes filled with surprise.

He doesn't remember teaching her the first move of the Qingfeng Jue, does he?

Ye Qiao couldn't wait to rush to the cafeteria: "I guess I've cleared the level, Elder?"

Duan Yu nodded with a complicated expression.

It's no exaggeration to say that Ye Qiao is the disciple with the strongest imitation ability he has ever seen. She can imitate almost everything he can do after seeing it once.

"It's a pity that time was too tight."

Those prodigies like Ye Qinghan grew up in major sects from a young age. They were surrounded by all sorts of rare and precious treasures, and over a decade of experience had ingrained the art of swordsmanship into their very bones.

Qin Fanfan, who came to watch the game, remained calm, saying, "It's good that everyone is safe."

There are too many unpredictable factors in the Greater Rift. Even though all sects will mobilize to rescue people when danger arises, there are still unpredictable factors.

Duan Yu sighed, "She has already learned the first move of the Qingfeng Technique." Moreover, when he asked Ye Qiao how she learned it, that girl's reaction was infuriating.

"I learned it by watching my fourth senior brother use it."

What else could Duan Yu say? He could only continue to beat his two beloved disciples even harder, trying to prevent them from being bullied too badly during the competition.

This resulted in the two of them returning from training looking disheveled and exhausted after each beating.

Looking at the pitiful and miserable pair, Xue Yu couldn't help but facepalm, while feeling incredibly fortunate that he was just a weak and helpless alchemist.

Otherwise, who could stand being beaten every day?

*

Compared to their miserable days, Mingxuan had also locked himself in the courtyard for several days without going out.

Given Mingxuan's past behavior, he would definitely have come to watch the two of them get beaten up, but he's been unusually quiet these past few days.

When Ye Qiao asked about it, she was told that Ming Xuan was drawing talismans.

I've been drawing this for three days.

While Ye Qiao was being beaten, Ming Xuan was drawing talismans; while Ye Qiao was sleeping, Ming Xuan was drawing talismans; while Ye Qiao was eating, Ming Xuan was still drawing talismans.

She exclaimed, "Wow!"

The King of Scrolls is actually right beside me?

Ye Qiao hesitated for a moment at the entrance of Ming Xuan's courtyard, considering whether to invite Ming Xuan to dinner, but it seemed a bit disrespectful to the efforts of the Prince of Juan.

Upon knocking on the door, Mingxuan saw Ye Qiao. "Junior Sister?"

"Second Senior Brother." She looked at the talismans scattered all over the ground. The aftereffects of drawing talismans for the first time made her head ache just looking at so many. How long did it take to draw so many?

"What?" Mingxuan chuckled. "You're here to advise me to take a break too?"

Ye Qiao respected everyone's efforts, and she shook her head, "No. But Second Senior Brother, there's still more than a month until the competition, is there any need to rush like this?"

Can you endure not sleeping for three days and three nights?

Mingxuan remained silent for a moment, and seeing his junior sister's puzzled look, he finally chose to tell the truth: "I want to break through to the Golden Core stage."

"Huh?" Ye Qiao was stunned for a moment. "Are you in such a hurry to break through?"

Mingxuan paused, then vigorously ruffled her hair and chuckled, "Hey, can you interpret this as the pressure of being a genius?"

Is this an attempt to mock Elder Yu's words?

Ye Qiao slapped away his hand, which was taking the opportunity to rub her head, and asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Mingxuan became slightly serious. "Talented people are indeed enviable, but the pressure is also quite high."

"My family is a direct descendant of the Eight Great Families of Talisman Cultivators. Oh, you should have known this long ago. Of the four direct disciples of the Changming Sect, I was the fastest cultivator before you arrived."

He smiled and said, "I reached the peak of Foundation Establishment at fifteen, but I haven't broken through since."

"My family thinks I'm not hardworking enough, and even my father often sighs when he sends messages." He paused, "and there's also the mockery from the other four sects."

This caused Mingxuan to be constantly stimulated and tormented.

Ye Qiao's arrival did improve his mindset, but the thought of facing the open and covert ridicule from the other four sects at the competition made him feel tired.

Mingxuan knew he had a problem with his mindset, but he didn't know what to do.

Ye Qiao paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay." She understood.

So, the reason why Mingxuan became possessed by demons in the original story was because he was stimulated by those rumors and gossip.

If that's the case, Ye Qiao immediately had a solution.

As the saying goes, the greatest truths are the simplest; without desires, one is invincible. If she admits her mistakes, she should correct them; if things aren't working, she should give up. Once she completely abandons herself, who will dare to criticize her?

"Second Brother," she extended an invitation, "would you consider joining me in this slacking off?"