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

With a serious attitude towards acting, Ye Qiao had several senior brothers punch and kick the two demonic cultivators, determined to leave obvious marks and injuries.

After the two demonic cultivators limped away from the forbidden area, the group quickly huddled together: "What's next? We've got the magical artifact, so what's next?"

It's important to understand that in a duel between the two sides...

The winner takes all, the loser gets nothing.

If they fail, they could lose the lives of anyone they know.

Nobody can afford to gamble on that.

"After we get the magical artifact, are we going to have to fight the elders of the demon race one-on-one?" Mu Chongxi touched his arm. "I have a feeling that even with the magical artifact in hand, it's still very risky."

"Fighting against the demon elders is what we elders should do, and all we can do is help as much as we can." Ye Qiao refused to put pressure on herself. She placed her palm slightly in front of her eyes. "Judging by the time, Si Miaoyan and the others should have already tamed their sect's spiritual artifacts by now."

In six days, Si Miaoyan and the others should have already obtained their sect's spiritual artifact.

"What do you mean?"

"Literal meaning."

Ye Qiao paused, looking at the confused eyes of several people, and slowly explained, "Not long ago, I encouraged a few alchemists from the Biyue Sect to go back to the sect and steal spiritual artifacts."

"???ha."

……

As they passed the Mingyu in the forbidden area, the strange fish, which appeared to be in hibernation, did not react at all. This made the seven of them secretly breathe a sigh of relief, as they simply did not have the extra energy to fight the monster in the current situation.

The internal strife within the sect was forcibly suppressed by the elders using violent means. After Ye Qiao and the others came out, they were told by passing inner disciples to look at the jade slip, as it contained big news.

The bewildered group didn't even have time to rest before quickly browsing the recent forums in the cultivation world.

The forum has indeed been very lively these past few days, but the topics have mainly revolved around the upcoming war between the two races and the commotion in the city when the enemy was at the gates. Among them, the most sensational event was that of a disciple of alchemy.

The young girl held the Pure Lotus, her clear and bright eyes making her look like a goddess descended to earth, captivating all the cultivators.

It's a pity that when the goddess descended to earth, she was carrying a cauldron of alchemy.

A single, seemingly effortless strike knocked a Nascent Soul cultivator to the ground.

The victim, a young demonic cultivator, was not only smashed in the head, but his brains were almost spilled out. The bloody and violent scene left many cultivators with psychological trauma.

"Without a doubt, this is the most glorious moment for alchemists in the cultivation world!"

"We alchemists have stood up!!"

"Hilarious, Nascent Soul stage? I can only say that absolute power attacks are invincible."

"Let's see who dares to say alchemy is harmless from now on? We'll smash your head in!"

"Welcome to my savage alchemy cultivation."

"What did the alchemists of the Azure Water Sect go through?"

"Ah, it all started with Ye Qiao in the competition."

There are many sword cultivators, and the sword cultivators of the Five Sects are all incredibly powerful. Alchemy cultivators can never be associated with strength, but Miao Miao knocked a Nascent Soul cultivator to the ground in one fell swoop, leaving the scene completely silent.

After Miao Miao made her move, none of the demonic cultivators who were caught in her gaze remained silent.

The sight of the young girl carrying a pill furnace made the profession of alchemy instantly famous.

……

Not only were the disciples of the Changming Sect paying attention to this matter, but the disciples of several other sects also remained silent for a long time after seeing it.

In the ancestral courtyard of Chengfeng clan, the five people gathered together, looking at each other.

"Is that lotus flower in her hand a spiritual artifact of the Azure Water Sect?" Duan Hengdao gasped. "How dare they take it out?"

He still couldn't understand how those alchemists who were as cowardly as could be could have the guts to take spiritual artifacts.

Shen Ziwei said in a vague tone, "Ruthless." Who would dare to cooperate with alchemists in the future? With their weak and harmless appearance, he was afraid that if he let his guard down one second, he would be attacked from behind and knocked down the next.

"It's all Ye Qiao's fault!!" He couldn't help but grit his teeth as he thought of the source of all evil that led this trend.

Fang Zhiyao raised her voice, "The sect has been calmed down, let's go help them too."

Since even alchemists have gone down the mountain, what reason do they have not to work hard?

Qin Huai agreed, "Let's go to Changming Sect to assemble first."

"Let's hear what Ye Qiao's plans are."

They abandoned their deliberations and decided to hand over command to Ye Qiao; otherwise, with four sects working together, each with different ideas and strategies, they would inevitably start arguing.

……

At that time, within the Changming Sect, Ye Qiao was attempting to savagely tame the Dark Book. She had not formed a contract with the Dark Book, which caused this unruly spirit to spew nonsense and even refuse to cooperate with her commands.

An Shu thought his mental state was still relatively normal, and there was no way he would go crazy with Ye Qiao. He raised his voice: "Demon King? Demon Lord? You want me to control these two weapons? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

Who would want to work with her?

too frightening.

The Dark Book is hailed as the evil of humanity, but that's only because it belongs to the chaotic evil, enjoys manipulating cultivators to kill each other, and dares not act recklessly towards powerful beings stronger than itself.

Ye Qiao, holding the secret book, asked, "Are you going or not?"

"I'm not going."

"Fine, you forced me to do this."

The hidden message reads: "???"

Ye Qiao smiled slightly at him, and it suddenly felt a chill run down its spine: "Wait a minute!!"

"Ugh, you bitch!!"

She tore him up again!

When the members of the Sword Inquiry Sect arrived, they witnessed the scene of early humans taming evil artifacts.

Ye Qinghan was stunned: "What did you do to our magical artifacts?"

Why is it making such a sharp scream?

"Do you want to see it?" Ye Qiao suddenly brought the secret book to her face. Ye Qinghan leaned back tactically and was forced to listen to the profanity attack in the secret book.

His face turned dark.

"..." Why is this thing so cheeky?

Ye Qiao: "Sorry, I'm just going to teach it a lesson." She pinched the hidden book hard. "Do you know who's the father between us now?"

"Aaaaaah!!" It let out another scream of impotent rage.

Seeing the dark book's expression of wanting to kill Ye Qiao, Ye Qinghan felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

The trolls have been punished, haven't they?

Of course, Ye Qinghan's purpose wasn't to watch how she tamed the Dark Book. His gaze shifted, seemingly searching for something. "I see, your sect's spiritual artifact has been contracted?"

The recognition of a master by an innate spiritual artifact can cause turmoil.

Before Ye Qiao has been successfully tamed, the first thing that happened was that the Pure World Lotus recognized her as its master. The only remaining possibility is that the spiritual artifacts of the Changming Sect have been contracted.

"Yes." Ye Qiao gestured for him to turn his head.

Ye Qinghan saw Zhou Xingyun holding an iron shovel with a look of utter despair.

"...A shovel." Ye Qinghan gazed at the simple, unadorned shovel, pondering to himself, "Has he decided to return to the countryside after seeing through the illusions of life and death?"

Zhou Xingyun's temperament was naturally detached, with a kind of aloofness that seemed detached from the world. At this moment, he was holding an iron shovel that was completely out of place with his painting style.

Ye Qinghan kept a straight face and politely refrained from laughing.

Yes, this is a way for him to show respect to his favorite opponent.

"No," Ye Qiao said, "that's our sect's spiritual artifact."

"And one more thing," she said, "Laugh if you want to."