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

During the standoff, it was clear to anyone that Changming Sect was protecting their junior sister.

Yun Que had been trying to comfort herself, thinking that maybe their relationship was just so-so, and that Mu Chongxi and the others were just trying to save face for Ye Qiao.

After all, the cultivation world is clearly divided into classes, and geniuses never bother to associate with those of mediocre talent.

Even those who are close disciples can look down on each other.

She gently bit her lower lip, watching the five people simultaneously raise their middle fingers, her fingertips clenched, somewhat bewildered.

Why?

Why was Ye Qiao so boring and dull in her memory?

If Master knew...would he regret giving me the mayfly grass in the first place?

Yun Que was suddenly taken aback.

I found my earlier thought somewhat amusing.

She is different from Ye Qiao.

How could Master possibly regret it? Wasn't she the one who was the most talented genius? Ever since she broke through to the Golden Core stage, both outsiders and within the sect have described her as having extraordinary talent.

Even Song Hansheng, who had previously been dissatisfied with her, showed a hint of relief and gentleness after she broke through to the Golden Core stage.

So how could the master possibly feel regret?

……

The flying boat was very fast, and it arrived at the place before the opening of the secret realm in less than a day. It was almost the same as modern times. The organizers paid for the food and lodging, and all expenses were borne by the Wenjian Sect. And betting was an essential part of the sect competition.

After finding out where the largest casino in Fusheng City was, Mu Chongxi decisively said, "Let's go, let's go too."

He casually dragged them towards the casino. The underground casino was bustling with people, many of whom were cultivators placing bets. They even encountered several direct disciples from the five sects along the way.

"Who are you betting on? Have you decided yet?"

As the other man raised an eyebrow in surprise, Ye Qiao tossed all 50,000 high-grade spirit stones to him: "I'm betting all these spirit stones on Changming Sect."

The short man at the casino weighed the items in his hand, then opened them to his surprise to find they were all high-grade spirit stones. Suppressing his delight, he nodded: "Good."

"You've struck it rich lately." Xue Yu's eyes widened slightly in surprise at her bold gesture.

Ye Qiao smiled subtly: "No, it was given to me by Song Hansheng."

She and Song Hansheng made a deal when they were inside the monster's belly, and he still owes her over 100,000 spirit stones.

Taking out 50,000 spirit stones is not difficult.

Xue Yu: ? ? ? How many people have you persecuted in places we don't even know about?

Mu Chongxi readily agreed: "I have 200,000 high-grade spirit stones here, I'll stake them all on Changming Sect."

Seeing this, Mingxuan sighed, "Alright."

Seeing that his junior brothers and sisters were so decisive, he didn't hesitate any longer and threw 300,000 high-grade spirit stones to the casino owner, "Here, bet everything on Changming Sect."

Seeing this, Xue Yu also bet 300,000, "There's more."

"This is my senior brother's." He pulled out a bag. "There are 150,000 spirit stones inside."

Among them, he and Mingxuan were the richest, but even so, 300,000 was not a small amount for them.

Xue Yu said earnestly, "If we win this year's sect competition, we'll happily return to our sects for the New Year; if we lose, let's meet at the summit."

After losing the competition, the five of them decided to all die and jump off the main peak together.

If nearly a million high-grade spirit stones were to go down the drain, the thought of it would break my heart.

Ye Qiao said, "For one million."

The four men exchanged a glance: "For a million."

They're not doing it for anything else, they just want to get first place for that million.

"In that case, let's talk about our future plans."

"First, trample the Sword Inquiry Sect underfoot and punch the Wind Sect."

"Secondly, we will win first place in the competition."

"..."

The casino owner, listening to their rambling, was like: "???"

crazy?

"Great!" Mu Chongxi clapped his hands enthusiastically, showing his appreciation.

Xue Yu paused for a few seconds, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face. "The Sword Inquiry Sect consists of sword cultivators, so they won't be easy to deal with."

Mingxuan slowly interjected, "When the fight breaks out, we can take care of Ye Qinghan first."

"The Moon Purity Sect is also quite troublesome," Mu Chongxi agreed.

There are four talisman masters in the Moon Cleansing Sect. They pop up every now and then to bother you, like a piece of dog skin plaster that you can't get rid of, it's extremely disgusting.

The other independent cultivators who had also come to place their bets were dumbfounded.

To attack the Sword Inquiry Sect first when a fight breaks out? That's some serious confidence.

The key point is that the others didn't have any doubts at all, and were even enthusiastically planning to take out the people from that sect first.

The group chatted amongst themselves, as if they had already crushed the Sword Inquiry Sect and secured first place in the competition.

The independent cultivators were dumbfounded.

Did they run into a lunatic on their trip? One of them dares to say it and the other dares to believe it.

*

Back at their lodgings, Zhou Xingyun was leaning lazily against the doorframe. "You're back."

Ye Qiao hummed in agreement.

Zhou Xingyun didn't ask what the four of them were going to do again. He casually said, "Tomorrow we're heading to the place where the secret realm opens. The first competition is in the Void Secret Realm."

He briefly explained the rules: "The one who hunts the most monsters wins."

First comes team battles, then individual battles. Individual battles depend on individual skill, while team battles depend on teamwork and individual abilities.

After saying that, Zhou Xingyun yawned lazily. To be honest, he wasn't interested in the competition and even wanted to be eliminated early so he could go back to his sect to sleep.

If it weren't for the sudden addition of several junior sisters who needed his care, Zhou Xingyun would have liked to hang a purple clay teapot on a tree and play around with it.

Ye Qiao lowered her eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

Hunting monsters?

Mu Chongxi assumed she was worried about wandering aimlessly through the secret realm like before, so he explained, "We'll have a map once we enter the great secret realm, so we won't be completely lost like before."

They are all the new generation of geniuses in the cultivation world. As the competition is, safety must be guaranteed. If something really happens, none of the five sects can bear the responsibility.

Ye Qiao nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Well, goodnight?" she asked after a moment's thought. "See you tomorrow."

Even with all their energy, the four of them were exhausted after a day of partying. After saying goodnight to each other, they all went back to their accommodations.

Early the next morning, as the opening time of the secret realm approached, the shouts of the cultivators in the tens of thousands of spectators grew increasingly frenzied.

"Xue Yu!!"

"Duan Hengdao!! Look at me, look at me!"

"...Ye Qinghan, I love you."

"Qin Huai, promise me, Chengfeng Sect will win the first championship this year, okay?"

"Pah, pah, pah! The number one sect in the cultivation world still has to be our Sword Inquiry Sect."

Each wave was bigger and bigger than the last, it was practically a massive fan club party.

But none of this mattered to Ye Qiao and her companions, because they were late.

Perhaps they had made too much noise, because the four of them went to sleep with their heads covered. When they woke up the next day, they found that the elders and the sect leader had run away faster than dogs, and no one had come to wake them up.

"Damn it! I'm late! I'm late!" Mu Chongxi almost jumped up in panic.

Ye Qiao rubbed her forehead, feeling a strange sense of déjà vu as she went back to school.

She could only ride on her sword with Mu Chongxi, leading her two senior brothers. Along the way, they changed lanes and overtook other vehicles, almost hitting people because they were going too fast. Finally, they arrived before the start of the competition.

Upon hearing the jarring and intense noise, Ye Qiao, who had just rushed over, couldn't help but lean closer to Xue Yu and ask, "Hey, you guys have fans, huh?"

"What?" He didn't quite understand the word "fans".

Ye Qiao thought for a moment: "It's people who like you."

Xue Yu looked at her in surprise, "Of course, each clan's lineage is basically well-known among cultivators, so it's normal for people to like us."

"Most of the people who like Mingxuan here are female cultivators."

Despite his cheeky and sarcastic manner in private, Mingxuan looks quite respectable when he puts on his sect robes and smiles.

With a wave of his hand, he could charm a whole crowd.

Ye Qiao touched her arm and sighed twice, "The cultivation world is all about looks."

*

"That young girl from the Yueqing Sect is quite impressive. She reached the Golden Core stage in just half a year of cultivation. Such talent..." On the elders' platform, several people sat together, and an elder from the Chengfeng Sect spoke cryptically, "She is even more talented than Ye Qinghan."

If nothing unexpected happens, the opponent is probably the dark horse with the strongest momentum this year.

"Yes, but since the first competition is hunting monsters, we mainly need to be wary of those from the Sword Inquiry Sect."

Sometimes people's joys and sorrows are not shared. While the elders of Chengfeng Sect were discussing the situation of disciples from various sects in this year's competition, the atmosphere at Changming Sect was completely different.

Elder Zhao was so anxious he wanted to jump up. He waited for ages but his other four disciples still hadn't appeared. "Those little brats of Ye Qiao, could they have overslept?"

Qin Fanfan's expression stiffened for a moment. "Isn't anyone going to wake them up?"

"They used to get up earlier than the chickens, except for Ye Qiao. Some of them would stay up all night." With that kind of hard work, did they really need to send someone to wake them up?

Qin Fanfan sighed, "...You said that was before." Before Ye Qiao came, they were all top-ranked group readers.

Who else but Ye Qiao would go to sleep late at night for no reason?

It was the kind of oversleep.

Just as the two were about to anxiously prepare to return to their sect, someone shouted:

"Look!! The Changming Sect has arrived."

Because of the time crunch, Ye Qiao couldn't stop the sword beneath her feet and drifted away, throwing Ming Xuan off balance.

Mu Chongxi couldn't stop in time, and the two of them fell off the sword together.

Not far away, on the seats of the direct disciples of the Biyue Sect, Miao Miao saw a familiar scene and had only one thought: Why can't you Changming Sect walk properly every time?

They were already late, and now all the audience's attention was focused on the Changming Sect's direct disciples who hadn't arrived yet. Because of this stunt, the four who arrived late were the center of attention.

The monks in the audience all stared at them.

"Why are they all staring at us?" Ye Qiao felt like she was walking a red carpet, as if she were being watched by so many people for the first time.

Mu Chongxi shamelessly said, "Maybe it's because we're handsome?"

Zhou Xingyun silently watched them with dead fish eyes. Upon hearing these remarks, he took a deep breath, and his usually calm heart was stirred for the first time. He could no longer contain himself: "Idiots, you've gone the wrong way!! Those are the seats for the Yueqing Sect."

"..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Qin Fanfan covered her face, not daring to look at the gazes of the other sect's group of old men.

Alright, you've embarrassed yourself in the sect competition.

"..."

Elder Zhao's temples throbbed with rage. He couldn't control himself and slammed his fist on the table, shouting, "Ye Qiao!!"

"..."

Ye Qiao looked up at the sky.

Elder Zhao then turned his attention to another disciple: "Mu Chongxi!!"

Mu Chongxi immediately started looking up at the sky, just like Ye Qiao.