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

Ye Qiao's feat of creating a huge crater in the back mountain as soon as she entered the sect was so astonishing that she received a lot of attention when she arrived at her residence after receiving her identity token.

A variety of people stared at her, mostly with curiosity and curiosity. Fortunately, Ye Qiao was thick-skinned. She nodded to them nonchalantly, as if she were a leader giving approval during a visit to the countryside, and then went into the courtyard.

The outer disciple who sized her up: "..." You're really shameless.

The courtyard was similar to a traditional courtyard house, with each outer gate having its own separate residence. Ye Qiao quickly counted her spirit stones, and at that moment, some disciples gathered around.

Do you know Mu Chongxi?

The scene where she and Mu Chongxi descended from the sky was so memorable that it made many people curious about their relationship.

Ye Qiao shook her head, "We're not familiar with each other. We just happened to run into each other."

The male disciple nodded knowingly. That's true; how could a personal disciple be with them, the outer disciples?

"My name is Du Chun, and I'm a sword cultivator. What about you?"

"Ye Qiao," she said succinctly, her expression obedient, "is an orphan."

Du Chun was taken aback by her bluntness. He realized this girl really had a knack for killing conversations. The young man racked his brains for a topic, "I have an early class tomorrow, want to go together?"

Du Chun has an outgoing personality, and it seems he's in an unfamiliar place and wants to find someone to hitch a ride with.

"No problem." Ye Qiao did not refuse; it was certainly good to have someone to accompany her.

The cultivation world is no ordinary place; you're not even given a chance to catch up before you start taking classes.

The courses for sword cultivators are nothing more than swinging and practicing swordsmanship, which is boring and tasteless to other sword cultivators.

However, for Ye Qiao, who came from the modern world, it was a completely new experience. When she was a child, she admired the immortals in TV dramas who wielded swords with graceful and fluid movements, their moves were beautiful and fierce.

"This is the sword manual for the outer sect of Changming Sect." The inner sect disciple distributing the manual instructed, "Although it's just some basic sword techniques, you mustn't be lazy. Elders will be responsible for checking your daily practice."

Ye Qiao spent the whole night drawing talismans last night, and now she is feeling a bit listless.

She rubbed her face vigorously and flipped through the sword manual called Qingfeng Jue. It did contain some basic moves, and the starting stance was exceptionally simple.

Ye Qiao observed the outer disciples around her who had already begun practicing swordsmanship. She had a good memory and easily noticed the problem: they were all practicing basic sword techniques, but each person's sword-wielding gestures seemed to be slightly different.

In other words, none of them are quite standard.

Ye Qiao lowered her eyes and studied the Qingfeng Manual, turning the pages of sword techniques. Because she was so focused, she gradually discovered that the little figures in the book seemed to come to life, wielding swords in front of her, like dragons playing with phoenixes, with an indescribable chilling aura.

Gradually, Ye Qiao seemed to enter a mysterious state. The surrounding noise gradually disappeared, and her mind was filled with only the movements and gestures of the little man wielding the sword in the sword manual. The smooth sword shadows swayed before her eyes, and in a daze, they cut through the sky with sharp and piercing light.

She had no idea what was going on. When she came to her senses, she was told that she had been standing there in a daze for an hour.

If an elder were present, they would understand that Ye Qiao's state was what many cultivators call entering a meditative state.

Entering a meditative state requires enlightenment; usually, a cultivator who has entered a meditative state two or three times is considered to have extremely high enlightenment.

It's truly rare to find someone like Ye Qiao who can achieve such a perfect, one-shot kill.

Du Chun walked over to her and asked, "Have you learned it yet?"

Ye Qiao's mind was filled with the scene of the little man wielding the sword. Upon hearing this, she subconsciously nodded, then shook her head.

She felt she had mastered it.

But having never tried it, Ye Qiao couldn't guarantee that she had learned the sword technique after reading it only once.

Although Du Chun didn't think she could master the Qingfeng Technique in just one afternoon, he still kindly reminded her, "I heard that there are several collateral branches of major families among this group of outer disciples. It would be best if we kept a low profile."

Otherwise, if they overshadow those other people, it will definitely be difficult for them in the outer sect.

Ye Qiao had originally intended to test the results with her sword, but upon hearing this, she completely abandoned the idea. "Thank you."

As a seasoned office worker, she naturally understood that being too high-profile would only result in being ostracized.

There's nothing wrong with being mediocre.

The most unremarkable results are those that are neither outstanding nor mediocre.

Ye Qiao didn't have any grand ambitions; she just wanted to live a peaceful life in the outer sect.

After a day of classes, Ye Qiao's performance was neither outstanding nor the worst. She put away her Xuan Sword, rubbed her rumbling stomach, and got up to walk towards the cafeteria.

Although Changming Sect is a bit strict, it is also quite humane. They provide food and lodging, and apart from practicing swordsmanship, there is no need to work too hard in cultivation.

This is practically the lifelong pursuit of every office worker.

As soon as get out of class ended, Ye Qiao saw Mu Chongxi in her flamboyant red dress. She blinked, but wasn't surprised: "It's you."

In the novel, Mu Chongxi is portrayed as a passionate and fiery character.

In other words, he can chat with even a dog.

Mu Chongxi was very excited: "Come on, I'll take you around."

No matter what, Ye Qiao was someone he had brought into the sect, and upon hearing that the outer sect had just finished their classes, she eagerly came over.

Ye Qiao gave a casual "hmm," but her attention wasn't on that.

Her gaze lingered on the red sword at Mu Chongxi's waist, and she asked thoughtfully, "Is this your natal sword?"

The materials used for swords in the cultivation world are very special. Even Ye Qiao's most ordinary Xuan sword is very heavy. She had only swung the sword a dozen times, and her wrist was so tired that she could hardly lift it.

This piqued Ye Qiao's interest in the cultivator's spirit sword.

"Hmm." He gripped the sword hilt. "It's called the Morning and Evening Sword, ranked third on the Spirit Weapon Ranking. It was a gift from my master when we first met."

"Can I touch it?"

Mu Chongxi hesitated for a moment: "This is my wife."

Sword cultivators' wives are all swords.

The original owner was also a sword cultivator, but she did not have a natal sword.

Ye Qiao readily agreed, "Then can I touch your wife?"

Mu Chongxi: "???" Are you being polite?

In the end, Ye Qiao still managed to touch Mu Chongxi's wife... oops, I mean his sword.

The initial sensation was an icy chill that seeped into her bones. After touching it for a while, she felt as if her hand no longer belonged to her. Ye Qiao breathed out softly, "So cold."

Mu Chongxi pondered for a moment: "The reason it's cold is probably due to the material of the spirit sword itself."

"My sword is made of thousand-year-old ice."

"But the Morning and Evening Sword didn't attack you?" This surprised him somewhat.

"Those who tried to touch it before were all swatted away."

Spirit swords all have their own temperaments, especially top-grade spirit swords like the Morning and Evening Sword.

Ye Qiao didn't think much of it, "It just means I'm likable."

The canteen is a place frequented by outer disciples. After getting her food, Ye Qiao focused on eating.

She wasn't a picky eater, and although Changming Sect only had steamed buns, they tasted pretty good. She took five in one go and ate with great enthusiasm, which made Mu Chongxi a little speechless.

This is the first time I've ever seen someone eat so much.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "If you're not sleepy tonight, would you like to come down the mountain with me for a walk?"

Ye Qiao thought for a moment, "That works too." She had drawn some talismans last night, which she could sell to exchange for spirit stones.

Speaking of this, Mu Chongxi pointed at Ye Qiao, "So you're a sword cultivator."

She hummed in agreement. "What's wrong?" Is there a problem?

"Then why can you draw talismans?" the boy asked, extremely puzzled. "Are you practicing both?"

It's not that there are no cases of dual cultivation in the cultivation world, but such cases are extremely rare. After all, it's already difficult to master even one path, let alone two at the same time.

Mu Chongxi accepted his fate. He didn't have the talent to draw talismans, and there was nothing wrong with being a sword cultivator.

Ye Qiao: "No. I just draw randomly, and so far I can only draw the most basic talismans."

She wasn't a true talisman cultivator; she'd never even seen a proper talisman book. The talismans she drew were low-level and substandard, and her success mostly relied on the memories in the original owner's mind.

Mu Chongxi pondered for a moment, "If you want to learn how to draw talismans, why don't you ask Mingxuan for guidance?"

"Mingxuan?" she asked hesitantly.

The name sounds very familiar.

"Is it Ming Xuan, the direct descendant of one of the eight great families?"

Mu Chongxi nodded, "Yes, the direct descendants of the Eight Great Families are arrogant and haughty. Not to mention that Ming Xuan is the only talisman cultivator among this year's direct disciples. He is a very difficult person to get along with. He is usually only close to the Third Senior Brother. I will ask him for you when I have time, whether he can teach you."

Ye Qiao knew Ming Xuan.

The villainous second male lead in the novel.

Later, unable to break through his cultivation level, he developed inner demons and eventually fell into the demonic path, becoming the young master of the demon race.

According to the novel's plot, after Mingxuan became possessed by a demon, he fell in love with the female lead Yun Que at first sight and began a journey to compete with a group of men for her.

Well... how should I put it?

The thought of Mingxuan falling into demonic possession and Mu Chongxi ultimately destroying his Dao heart and becoming an ordinary person made Ye Qiao's stomach ache.

How could such a group of outstanding, promising talents end up with such tragic fates?