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

Under the envious and jealous gazes of a group of inner and outer disciples, Ye Qiao calmly followed the main group. In the cultivation world, wealthy cultivators travel by flying boat, which can carry thousands of people at a time, while those without money can only miserably fly on swords.

She had been in the cultivation world for so long, yet she had never even seen what a flying boat looked like. Mingxuan crossed her arms, stood on tiptoe, and peered out. "According to the route, we should arrive at the Sword Inquiry Sect this afternoon."

Mingxuan was undoubtedly a rich man, and he wasn't particularly interested in flying boats. Only Ye Qiao was curious about them.

After the five people boarded the airship, Ye Qiao pressed herself against the barrier to look at the scenery outside, while the others lazily curled up in their seats to sleep, which gave it quite the feel of a modern airplane.

Qin Fanfan handed each person's jade token to them, infused it with spiritual power, and after it lit up, she solemnly instructed, "This waist token represents your identity. Just show this to the Sword Inquiry Sect manager when they come to arrange your accommodations."

Ye Qiao took the jade pendant that belonged to her and casually hung it on her waist.

Just as Mingxuan had guessed, they arrived at their destination in the afternoon. Compared to the bustling prosperity of Cloud City, Floating Life City felt more distant. There were hardly any merchants to be seen; it was almost entirely shops. Ye Qiao didn't dare to look around carelessly.

She couldn't afford anything in Cloud City, let alone the shops at the foot of the first gate.

"Want to take a look around?" Noticing Ye Qiao's curiosity, Ming Xuan kindly offered, "I'll pay."

Fu Xiu is a wealthy man, and Ye Qiao's eyes lit up: "Great!"

Seeing this, Mingxuan smiled and led them into a shop.

They weren't the only ones who arrived at their destination this afternoon; the other three sects also disembarked from the flying boat at the same time. Mingxuan didn't really want to face those people's mockery for the time being, so he figured it would be nice to just stroll around the shops with his junior sister.

The shop sold only ordinary magical artifacts and pills, which Ye Qiao lost interest in after a couple of glances. The main reason was the high price, which completely extinguished her worldly desires.

Even though Mingxuan said he would pay, Ye Qiao felt it was clearly not worth the price. Although she couldn't refine weapons, she knew a little about alchemy. The pills inside were all low-grade spirit pills, each costing fifty high-grade spirit stones. Why not just rob someone?

Xue Yu explained, "Because there are so few alchemists, a single pill can be sold at a very high price, making it difficult for cultivators other than those from major families and sects to buy them."

Ye Qiao finally understood why her ugly pills had become so popular.

Because it's cheap and comes in large quantities.

She planned to buy a pill-refining furnace when she had money. Although pills refined in a large pot were similar to those refined in a furnace, their strange appearances forced her to sell them at a lower price.

After browsing the shops, the group returned to their lodgings arranged by the Sword Inquiry Sect before it got dark.

It was a courtyard where people from the five sects lived together. Perhaps to prevent the people from the five sects from fighting each other, the steward of the Sword Inquiry Sect thoughtfully separated the residences of each sect. But in reality, they were only separated by a wall.

If I really wanted to fight, I could punch through the wall and start the fight.

"The Moon Purity Sect has been assigned to the sect next to ours." After inquiring about the arrangements for the other sects, Mu Chongxi casually tossed the jade token aside. "I don't know what that manager was thinking; I have a feeling he's planning something."

Speaking of rivals, the Wenjian Sect and the Changming Sect have a long-standing grudge and are just waiting to meet during the competition. Ye Qinghan doesn't like to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean the other four disciples of the Wenjian Sect are good-tempered.

Ye Qiao and her group had just returned from their outing when they were stopped outside by three strangers.

Dressed in white robes embroidered with auspicious clouds, a sword at his waist, and dressed in mourning attire, Xue Yu had a guess in his mind: "From the Sword Inquiry Sect?"

"Oh dear." Chu Xingzhi chuckled. "Isn't this a direct disciple of the Changming Sect?"

"How did you end up walking all the way to our Sword Inquiry Sect? Can't you even afford a flying boat anymore?"

Extremely provocative and insulting, just like Song Jian back then, he deserves a beating.

Mingxuan's expression changed: "You—"

He had barely taken a step forward when Chu Xingzhi smiled lightly, "Ah, let me see. Isn't this Ming Xuanyao?"

"It's been so many years." Chu Xingzhi paused maliciously, "You still haven't broken through to the Golden Core stage?"

"It's a disgrace to the Changming Sect to have a disciple like you."

"I really don't know what qualifications a piece of trash who hasn't even broken through to the Golden Core stage has to participate in the competition. Tsk tsk tsk."

Ye Qiao watched as Ming Xuan gradually fell silent. She finally understood why her second senior brother had been anxious about the competition, which led to his subsequent qi deviation.

Mu Chongxi was so angry that he almost drew his sword and fought him on the spot, but Zhou Xingyun calmly stopped him, saying, "Fighting is prohibited before the competition begins."

Zhou Xingyun, breaking his usual silence, reminded them, "Don't make a move yet; we haven't entered the secret realm yet."

Ye Qiao unexpectedly understood the implication of her senior brother's words.

So, once you enter the secret realm, you can start fighting?

Chu Xingzhi was indeed doing it on purpose; he was deliberately provoking this group of people, since the Changming Sect was full of brainless idiots anyway.

Provoking them before the competition and getting Mu Chongxi to break the rules can result in their competition points being deducted in advance.

Seeing the angry but speechless expressions of the Changming Sect members, Chu Xingzhi curled his lips, about to continue mocking them, but stopped a second later.

Hearing the commotion, Ye Qiao peeked out from behind her senior brother and saw Chu Xingzhi and his disciples. She immediately smiled at them in a friendly manner and said, "Hi."

"..." Knowing Ye Qiao's temperament well, Mu Zhongxi subconsciously started to feel a stomachache.

Based on his understanding of Ye Qiao, he knew that when she said "Hi," it was never anything good.

Chu Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, then said disdainfully, "You're that newly accepted junior sister who's in the early Foundation Establishment stage, right?"

He spoke bluntly, "One is at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and the other is at the peak of Foundation Establishment. Ha. Two pieces of trash dare to participate in the competition."

"Yes, yes, yes," Ye Qiao nodded in agreement. "You're right."

Chu Xingzhi was taken aback. "Are you mocking me?"

Ye Qiao: "No. I agree with you. You're right about everything. Is there a problem?"

Yes, that's definitely not a problem, because Ye Qiao truly agrees with him.

But for some reason, Chu Xingzhi felt as if his words had hit cotton, light and airy, enough to choke someone.

Chu Xingzhi suppressed the inexplicable frustration and ultimately chose to continue provoking Ming Xuan, whose psychological defenses were the weakest, saying, "It's good that you know you're a piece of trash."

"Mingxuan hasn't broken through to the Golden Core stage in three years. He's been last in the rankings for ten thousand years and still has the nerve to participate in the competition. I'm ashamed for you."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Mingxuan readily agreed, "I'm just a good-for-nothing."

My junior sister said something very true: Why should you walk your own path and let others talk? He can walk someone else's path and leave them with nowhere to walk.

"?"

Chu Xing choked up, caught off guard by Ming Xuan's sudden words.

Mingxuan glanced at him casually and said calmly, "We, the Changming Sect, are a bunch of useless trash. What can we do? If you don't like it, just arrest us."

Ye Qiao almost applauded her second senior brother on the spot.

Isn't this similar to: What should we do? You should call the police.

"Go your own way and let others talk!" She wants to walk other people's paths, leaving them with nowhere to go.

Chu Xingzhi's eyes widened slightly.

Mingxuan mimicked Ye Qiao's usual infuriating manner, spreading his hands slightly, "So what do we do? We're in last place, and we're happy. We're not going to compete anymore, is there a problem?"

If you admit your mistakes, correct them; if it doesn't work, just give up.

You may mock us, but we will remain unmoved.

Seeing Chu Xingzhi's frustrated expression as he was speechless, Ming Xuan's lips curled up slightly, completely understanding the joy his junior sister felt when she was just slacking off.