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

Chu Ling: "Uh..."

She suddenly realized, "So Ye Qiao is the group's darling after all..."

Mingxuan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's not it. Our master just simply likes geniuses."

In the Changming Sect, even geniuses get beaten up; the only difference lies in the elders' attitudes on a daily basis.

In the past, any mistake was always Ye Qiao's fault, but things are different now.

Now all the mistakes are Xie Chuxue's fault.

Qin Fanfan's lifelong desire was nothing more than to find a genius who could make him proud and infuriate the old fools of other sects. The Changming Sect had finally found a genius with exceptional abilities in every aspect after hundreds of years, and the elders usually turned a blind eye to it.

"It's a privilege of geniuses, isn't it?" Chu Ling said knowingly. "I understand."

In large sects where competition and rivalry are constant, no one would object to granting exceptional disciples occasional privileges.

While his fellow disciples were chatting, Zhou Xingyun glanced at the elders present. The group had returned to the sect not only to quell the turmoil within the sect, but also because they wanted to capture the person who had advised Yun Que.

Without any ideas or evidence, the group, who were not good at thinking, decided to start by investigating the elders of their own sect.

There were six elders of the Changming Sect present, not counting those who had temporarily left the sect. With such a large number of people, finding the suspects would be an extremely difficult task.

Chu Ling and Yue Qing'an temporarily stayed at Changming Sect. They were very curious about this sect and wanted to see what kind of sect could produce so many oddballs.

In addition, Ye Qiao and his team needed to find the person behind the scenes, so the two discussed it and prepared to investigate one by one.

Although they didn't know who they were looking for, Yue Qing'an believed that those whose fates were unclear were the primary suspects.

Those who can hold the script in their hands and know the original trajectory of the world's development must be people who can transcend fate.

"Alright, so next—" Mingxuan raised his voice, "Are you two going to read the faces and palms of the other elders? You're going to call it a fortune telling for all of them?"

Yue Qing'an rejected the idea: "It's fine to have one or two fortune tellers, but your sect has too many elders. If we go to each of them one by one, it will seem too obvious that we have a specific purpose."

"The deduction doesn't require looking at facial features; you only need to look at items the other person has come into contact with."

"Items..." Mu Chongxi rested his chin on the table: "Clothes? The elders have always worn the same set of clothes for decades."

"But we can't get it, can we?"

"How about we set up a competition? The winner takes the other person's clothes?"

Xue Yu, unable to contain himself any longer, complained, "This is insane! And can you even beat them?"

That's an elder, you know.

"The clothes are actually easy to take." Mingxuan gestured with his finger as if it were a gun, rested his chin on his hand, and revealed a slight smile, his beautiful peach blossom eyes curving into crescents. "We can steal them."

Chu Ling shook her head, feeling that this disciple's appearance was truly bewitching.

But what did the other person say?

Steal it?

Mu Chongxi suddenly realized, "Oh right, right, right."

Ye Qiao had led them to steal once before, and as the saying goes, practice makes perfect. They were immediately eager to launch a night raid on the Elders' Pavilion.

"Ah ha." Chu Ling snapped out of her daze: "...So your disciples not only have to save the cultivation world, but also steal things on the side??"

Mingxuan: "This is just a way to get clues." He suddenly remembered that Penglai must be quite wealthy, and couldn't help but say, "If all else fails, which elder in our sect do you dislike? We can help you steal his things? How about you give us some spirit stones in return?"

Changming Sect was never as wealthy as the other four sects. Wenjian Sect was the number one sect for nearly a thousand years and was extremely rich. The other three sects were also very wealthy because of their numerous alchemy, weapon crafting, and talisman cultivation techniques.

They need to work hard to make money for the sect.

Chu Ling reluctantly declined Ming Xuan's offer: "...No need."

Such a handsome young man, why does he have a mouth?

"If Ye Qiao were here, we could just let her steal it. Her concealment technique is so good that even the sect leader can't detect any aura or fluctuations in her cultivation level, so stealing things would be a piece of cake for her."

Mu Chongxi puffed out his cheeks, "Junior Sister isn't here right now, so we'll have to go ourselves."

Xue Yu asked curiously, "What did she go to do?"

A group of people gathered, but Ye Qiao had gone off to have some fun again.

"Junior Sister went to find Ye Qinghan." Zhou Xingyun lowered his head idly, tilting one of the chair legs to maintain an odd balance. He blinked and replied, "We don't really know what she did."

Looking at his unsteady sitting posture and then at Mu Chongxi's unsteady standing posture, Yue Qing'an hesitated to speak.

No matter how long it took, he found it difficult to adapt to the strange style of Changming Sect.

In contrast, the other four sects are perfectly normal sects.

Mingxuan didn't think too much about it. "Then tonight, we'll go on a night raid on the Elders' Pavilion in pairs. We'll discuss the trip to the Demon Realm after Junior Sister returns."

This wasn't the first time they'd stolen something, but it was the first time they'd stolen from their own home.

The four members of Changming Sect were all action-oriented and acted immediately. When all the clothes in the Elders' Pavilion were stolen that night, no one paid attention at first. However, as the elders held meetings one after another and discovered that a group of people who hadn't changed their clothes for years had all changed into new clothes, they gradually realized that something was not simple.

It's obvious that a normal person wouldn't steal someone else's clothes. What would they do with them? They certainly wouldn't wear them.

"..."

So the elders gathered together and considered the current suspects.

They quickly locked onto their target.

"Could it be...?"

They exchanged a glance and immediately suspected someone: "Is it Xie Chuxue?"

Although Xie Chuxue was not present, it did not prevent him from being the prime suspect.

Xie Chuxue, far away in the Demon Realm, suddenly sneezed.