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

The word "harmless" is the biggest misunderstanding in Ye Qiao's field.

But the pale green area and the vibrant scene before them made it impossible to be wary.

Ye Qiao is still researching how to control this field.

Each advancement in her realm is like a new existence for her, requiring her to readjust and practice. If she were still in the Changming Sect, she could find a few elders to spar with and thoroughly study this field, instead of treating everyone in the field as experimental subjects as she is now.

Ye Qiao's hand gestures changed rapidly, just as quickly as when the talisman cultivators were casting talismans. However, since everyone present was a sword cultivator, they couldn't understand what she was doing at all.

"All things..."

"born."

Ye Qiao's unusual way of punctuating words gave them a strange feeling: "What is she doing now?"

In the instant they were thrown out, the vines spread at an alarming rate, taking control of all living things within the domain. Towering green plants suddenly appeared before them, and the sheer size of these creatures far exceeded the others' understanding of the domain.

"Wait!" Mu Chongxi's experience of being tormented by this domain was still vivid in his mind. He reflexively made a defensive move, staring at the rapidly growing vines, somewhat doubting his own eyes. "Was it ever this big before?"

They had seen it once before, in the Dragon Palace, but the plants back then probably hadn't grown to such a massive size.

"No, no, I don't think so." Chu Xingzhi stammered a bit. They had only been to her domain once, and the vines hadn't grown to such a terrifying height back then.

At this height, extensive damage has already occurred.

Faced with such a colossal creature, even some battle-hardened demons couldn't help but swallow hard and begin to retreat.

Domain materialization?

"Run!" Someone shouted. The next moment, the plants that had been entwined around him suddenly attacked like wild beasts lurking in the shadows. The demonic cultivator, unable to dodge in time, turned around in terror and desperately clung to the ground, trying to struggle in his death throes. But he was pinned to the ground and killed instantly by the rampant vines!

It's unclear how much time passed, but the rampant growth of the vines gave many young sword cultivators a chance to catch their breath.

One girl asked, "How long can this domain last?"

They had never seen it, but they had heard that the realm's existence was relatively short-lived.

"It takes a bit long," Ye Qiao replied. Others' times might be short, but the killing effect was immediate. Hers was different; she had to change through all four forms.

With Ye Qiao's assurance, they breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, her methods were truly bizarre.

While this vibrant scene in someone's territory may seem thriving, it may also conceal deadly dangers.

As the pale green field faded, just when everyone thought it was about to disappear, a red light spread out beneath their feet.

"Is it not over yet?"

Their backs suddenly tensed.

"Four forms," ​​Zhu You quickly told them. "It has four forms, so be prepared. Ye Qiao controls the domain, but sometimes the domain can get out of control."

Ye Qiao's domain is very exclusive.

At this moment, Ye Qiao, as the master of the domain, still had to control it and couldn't free up any hands.

Four?

For a moment, the group exchanged glances. Not being able to ascertain the situation was the most unsettling thing. Looking at Ye Qiao's composed demeanor, their brows furrowed. Many of the Ye family elders present were seasoned veterans, and they quickly deduced: "The second domain is fire?"

"Obviously."

The entire domain was engulfed in rolling lava, accompanied by flowing fire. A group of Nascent Soul cultivators were like lambs to the slaughter within the domain. Only a Nascent Soul cultivator could break through the domain of a Deity Transformation cultivator, but the Right Protector was a talisman cultivator!

Where can he break through this eerie realm?

The only option now is to wait for reinforcements. He can afford to wait, but the other demonic cultivators cannot. The Ten Thousand Swords Return to One technique descends, and tens of thousands of sword shadows pierce the sky, converging and penetrating the demons below.

The stench of blood drove the domain ever more frenzied. The intertwining of flowing fire and vines transformed the domain into a killing field. However, if the second wave were to unfold, they would still have the ability to resist.

When the third one spread out, the pale yellow light instantly made their scalps tingle.

Here we go again!

Nima, how many fields does she actually work in?

A pale yellow aura spread out, and the demon, who had been able to dodge the counterattack, gradually became listless. His companion quickly pulled him back, saying, "Are you crazy, standing there like that?"

He shook his head, about to speak, when his face turned deathly pale as he was dragged to the ground and strangled by the frenzied domain. The Right Protector caught this scene and carefully observed the others, who all showed similar signs of irrationality to varying degrees.

He frowned. "The third one, has hallucinogenic effects?"

These three forms are bizarre and troublesome; it is said that once all four are completed, they can wipe out the entire domain.

In his mind, if killing can only occur after all four realms are exhausted, does that mean that the first four realms are harmless?

When the fourth realm opened, his face turned green.

Snowflakes drifted onto his fingertips, and a bone-chilling cold spread through him. He tried to open his eyes wide and move his body, but the boundless cold held him firmly in place.

Caught off guard by the lazy, outstretched plants, the plants were suddenly ripped apart, their skin torn and flesh ripped open. Fire raged within the area. Although fire and greenery are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, they formed a scene of endless life, a continuous cycle, yet neither interfered with the other.

This field is just too damn weird.

"Your field..." Mu Chongxi's eyes widened, "Isn't something wrong with it?"

With just one domain, he tormented all the demons to the point of being powerless to fight back.

It wasn't this outrageous before.

Even Ye Qinghan pointed out the weakness in her field: she was good at controlling the situation, but not good at dealing damage.

In this situation, who would dare say that this area is not causing enough damage?

Ye Qiao nodded: "Indeed." She even felt that there was no need to delay until the fourth area was over; they could be quickly eliminated now.

Unlike their leisurely stroll, Liu Yun was in a terrible predicament. As one of the few alchemists present, he was chased around by those demons who were adept at picking on the weak.

"If you dare to chase me again, I'll—" Liu Yun shouted, "die."

His lips twitched violently. "Is he crazy? He's already dead, why is he still shouting so loudly?"

"court death!!"

The long sword came crashing down, but Liu Yun used the vines to nimbly dodge it.

He had been to Ye Qiao's unpredictable and ever-changing realm before. The green area was extremely friendly to cultivators with wood spirit roots. They could use the swaying and highly aggressive green plants to conceal their figures.

Chu Xingzhi seized the opportunity to pounce on the captured Liu Yun, using a counter-strangulation technique to imprison her, blocking the demon's blade, and in the gap where the demon was distracted, his spirit sword, as swift as a swimming dragon, cleaved it in two.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief after rescuing the person. Glancing at Liu Yun, he wiped the blood from the sword wounds on his face and asked in surprise, "You guys didn't retreat?"

Shouldn't a precious alchemist like this be the first thing to do? Find a place to hide and avoid trouble.

Liu Yun, still shaken from his near-death experience, forced a smile: "You have to thank Ye Qiao for this. If it weren't for her, we would have left long ago and wouldn't be suffering like this." Since Si Miaoyan chose to stay and help Ye Qiao, they had no choice but to come along.

If it weren't for Ye Qiao, when would they, as alchemists, have ever been reduced to fighting alongside sword cultivators?

Chu Xingzhi said dryly, "Well, thank her then?"

The Ye family is a family of sword cultivators, with countless sword cultivators present. For them, alchemy cultivators and talisman cultivators are the most in-demand.

The junior sisters of the Azure Water Sect practically rushed over and offered all the pills they could find to the cultivators in need.

After swallowing the pills, the effects were immediate, and they couldn't help but glance at the pill-taker several times.

It's hard to imagine that Ye Qiao would bring those precious alchemists from the Azure Water Sect to the eye of the storm.

"They slowed down."

"Hmm." Mu Chongxi pursed his lips: "The function of the fourth domain."

Temperatures high enough to freeze a person to death.

Their fields are somewhat similar.

The entire area was shrouded in an ice-blue hue.

The land is frozen solid for miles.

They just found it amazing.

This is the first time I've realized that a single field can encompass four forms, just like...

—Living a mediocre life.

A single domain, a single sword technique, trapped and killed countless demons within it.

Ye Qinghan held the Jinghong Sword in his hand. With a single move, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, the sword technique descended, and countless swords pierced through the demon's chest.

The sword intent of the ruthless path.

Too resolute, cold.

The moment the sword energy grazed past, the white sword energy unleashed a tidal wave of impact. Ye Qiao watched this scene and couldn't help but admire it.

Ye Qinghan is awesome.

"He's really shameless." Zhou Xingyun's voice was low and gloomy. He was really good at using his junior sister's sword. He had never seen Ye Qinghan so shameless before.

Those born with a sword-like constitution possess a unique control over spirit swords. They can wield the vast majority of them. The Jinghong Sword caused them no discomfort or rejection in their hands.

This scene drew gasps of amazement from the others.

"If I remember correctly, that spirit sword belonged to Ye Qiao, right?"

"The control over the innate sword bone seems to be even more effective than when it was in Ye Qiao's hands."

"What? You've seen Ye Qiao use the Jinghong Sword?"

"Never seen it," the other person muttered twice, "but the Jinghong Sword is equally powerful in Ye Qinghan's hands." He then added, trying to gain the other person's agreement, "Isn't that right?"

Lightning-attribute spirit swords are the natural nemesis of demons. Centered on the Jinghong Sword, dazzling purple lightning intertwines.

The surging sword energy made the group of sword cultivators even more fanatical.

The transformed spirit sword was at least one level more powerful than before. The oppressive aura emanating from the spirit sword in Ye Qinghan's hands seemed to merge seamlessly with his own.

The spirit of the sword floated casually above his head, its movements elegant and carefree, accompanied by the graceful sway of its skirt.

Ye Qiao had no objection to this. If Ye Qinghan was willing to act as a laborer, then let him clear the way. In some ways, the lightning-type sword spirit was even more intimidating to the demons than the Flying Immortal Sword. With her around, at least they didn't need to worry about their number one beauty in the cultivation world being ambushed.

Mu Chongxi was somewhat displeased. When he saw this scene and heard the whispers of those people, he raised his eyebrows and reminded them, "Junior Sister, Ye Qinghan is using your spirit sword."

He strongly disapproved of Ye Qinghan using his junior sister's spirit sword to show off.

Judging from the fervent and worshipful expressions of the Ye family, anyone who didn't know better would think that the spirit sword in Ye Qinghan's hand was his own.

"It's alright, I have plenty of wives," Ye Qiao replied casually.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable?" Mu Chongxi asked incredulously. If his sword spirit followed other sword cultivators, he would be so angry that he would go berserk in a minute.

Ye Qiao shook his finger, indifferent: "As long as I can change wives quickly, there's no sadness, only love."

She suspected that the Jinghong Sword had taken human form by riding on Ye Qinghan's luck.

Besides, it's impossible for Ye Qinghan to fight a group of demons with his bare hands.

Mu Zhongxi gave her a thumbs up.

Ok, Ok.