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

Ye Qiao said, "Laugh if you want to laugh," and Ye Qinghan laughed without any manners.

Rare.

That's really rare.

To be honest, Ye Qinghan's smile was truly beautiful; even her eyebrows and eyes had a stunning quality, like the first melting of snow.

The aloof male protagonist in the novel chuckled, and Ye Qiao clicked her tongue twice, feeling that her personal disciple should transform into a butler at this moment, uttering the classic line in a deep voice, "I haven't seen my senior brother smile in many years."

Mingxuan glanced at them lazily. "Did you all come here just to laugh at us?"

"Hmm." Xia Qing smiled, resting her chin on her hand, and looked at him. "Since two spiritual artifacts recognized their masters one after the other, we were naturally curious and wanted to see what your sect's spiritual artifacts looked like."

Chu Xingzhi snapped out of his daze from her brutal act of taming a magical artifact, a ruthless act of an early human, tilted his head, and remembered the purpose of his trip. He craned his neck, caught a glimpse of the iron shovel, and chuckled, "You know, your Changming Sect is quite simple and honest."

Of the five—Pure Lotus, Dark Book of Human Evil, Clear Breeze Sword, and Bright Moon Arrow—Changming Sect is truly the most simple and honest.

"Could it be that the greatest truths are the simplest, a return to the original state?"

Chu Xingzhi curiously tapped the cold iron surface of the shovel, feeling a comfortable coolness as if it were flowing water.

Generally, innate spiritual artifacts are created on their own. Whether it's a book or a bow and arrow, those are proper spiritual artifacts. Why would it transform into an iron shovel?

The layman only took the opportunity to touch the spiritual weapon a couple of times before looking away. When the disciples of Chengfeng Sect arrived, Ye Qiao saw that Duan Hengdao, Shen Ziwei, and Fang Zhiyao's eyes were practically glued to the Han Guang shovel.

Shen Ziwei touched her repeatedly, like a lovesick man looking at his wife.

Ye Qiao felt a chill for a few seconds: "Can you tell what material this magical artifact is made of?"

Duan Hengdao also felt around, and the three of them were like blind men touching an elephant. "I see it now. The wood on top should be made of paulownia wood. And this iron mask, it's not iron, it's the water that the phoenix drinks, according to legend."

"It forms a closed loop with the phoenix tree at the end, and the water flow is far sharper than a blade."

The legendary phoenix will not perch on anything but the parasol tree, nor will it drink anything but the sweet spring.

Shen Ziwei added, "It's like dismantling the phoenix's nest and draining its water, resulting in a spiritual artifact." The material of an innate spiritual artifact is not important; the key is the strength of its spirit. For example, that dark book is an evil artifact born from malice in the world.

"Your KFC would probably explode if they saw this magical artifact." Duan Hengdao muttered twice, then asked excitedly, "Zhou Xingyun, what type of magical artifact is your Han Guang Shovel? Is it a growth-type?"

Most innate spiritual artifacts are growth-type, meaning they will improve as their master's cultivation level increases.

But cryptic writing is an exception.

Its power is truly abnormal; the longer it is brought out, the faster its strength increases.

"I don't know," Zhou Xingyun said calmly. "Should I give it a try?" He had a feeling that one shovel strike could level the entire back mountain of the Changming Sect.

The Light-Bearing Shovel is not a magical attack, but a pure physical attack.

"Forget it." Duan Hengdao lost interest when he thought about the huge compensation he would face for damaging the Changming Sect's buildings and facilities.

It's best not to try using powerful magical artifacts lightly, or you'll die if you do.

Fang Zhiyao suddenly said, "We can try."

He watched expectantly, thinking, "Let me see it."

"The Han Guang Shovel is a relatively mild spiritual weapon. As long as it can cover the long bills of the Changming Sect, it's fine." Chu Xingzhi clicked his tongue twice, crossed his arms, "But Ye Qiao, I'm warning you again, that Dark Book is no good."

"If you insist on using it, this evil artifact might even turn against you halfway through."

Besides, this cryptic letter already harbored a deep grudge against Ye Qiao.

It was originally an evil artifact with a sinister and bizarre nature, and the Sword Inquiry Sect never intended to use it. Was it because they didn't want to?

No, I dare not.

The forbidden area of ​​the Sword Inquiry Sect is like a hot potato, and no one dares to take it on lightly.

"Pay compensation?" Fang Zhiyao was taken aback for a moment, then replied matter-of-factly, "It's okay, I have money."

They had visited Changming Sect many times, and what impressed them most was Elder Zhao, who was simply terrifying.

Whenever they damaged their finances by sparring with each other, the other would always appear behind them, precisely pulling out a bill longer than their own lives, forcing them to pay up.

More than financial loss, Fang Zhiyao wanted to see the power of the sect's most powerful artifact.

Chu Xingzhi said in a strange tone, "It's okay, I have money~"

Fang Zhiyao was taken aback: "Why are you mimicking my speech?"

He himself was slightly socially awkward and never talked much with social butterflies like Chu Xingzhi. These reclusive geniuses all had their own set of logic, and Fang Zhiyao quickly understood, "Oh. You're jealous that I'm rich."

Chu Xingzhi: "..."

With the three disciples gathered together, Ye Qiao retrieved the Dark Book back into his domain. No matter how powerful the Dark Book was, it would be crippled if someone got close. The five spirit swords, taking turns to teach him a lesson, could easily subdue him.

"Want to chat?"

"Hmm." Qin Huai didn't waste any words and went straight to the point, "Not long ago, many cultivators were rushing to the Demon Realm to prepare. Should we act alone or go with the seniors?"

To be honest, Qin Huai prefers to act alone. At least they are familiar with each other and have a certain level of trust. When acting with those senior cultivators, as a group of juniors, they are ignored and can only follow orders, which is slightly unpleasant for someone like Qin Huai who likes to give orders.

"I'm not going with the main group." Ye Qiao raised her hand. "I'm going to go inside the Demon Realm." She had to rescue that silly dragon, the Little Prince.

It's remarkable that she still remembers the little prince by Daming Lake.

Qin Huai glanced at her and sneered, "You're not going? Almost all the righteous cultivators are going. Do you think that given how much the demons care about you, they won't suspect you're up to something big again if you're not there?"

She could infiltrate once, but after two or three times, seeing Ye Qiao's figure disappear, even the Demon Lord, with all his heart, would know to be wary of her.

Therefore, it is almost impossible to infiltrate the demon realm during such a tense period.

"No, no, no." Yue Qing'an finally understood why she had tried to deceive those two demons. It was to confuse the demons. He organized his thoughts and said, "Ye Qiao had previously turned two demons against her."

"One of those two demons is a demon saintess, and the information she passed on to the Demon Lord was fabricated."

The two demons returned to the Demon Realm in a disheveled state to report back, their heads bowed. The Holy Maiden took a deep breath, steadied herself, and, having dealt with the unpredictable and erratic Demon Lord for many years, was able to control her emotions perfectly.

"Did you get the magical artifact?"

"No." The saintess finished speaking quickly, and before the demon lord could get angry, she cautiously replied, "Although we didn't get the magical artifact, we successfully imprisoned Ye Qiao in the Eight-Sided Mirror."

"Therefore, Ye Qiao will absolutely not be able to interfere with your plans from now on."

After the saintess finished speaking, her heart pounded exceptionally fast.

She doesn't want to die.

But the Demon Lord was pushing them to their deaths. If Ye Qiao were trapped, she would still face death when the elders of the Changming Sect arrived.

Why not cooperate with Ye Qiao? This crazy idea still makes her tremble slightly to this day—to deceive the Demon Lord.

If she succeeds, she will survive.

The Demon Lord did not answer, but stared at her intently. The terrifying pressure of the Tribulation Transcending stage caused spiderweb-like cracks to spread across the ground, and her face turned deathly pale.

Then the Demon Lord asked again, "You managed to imprison Ye Qiao in the Eight-Faced Mirror, so how did you manage to escape alive?"

"..." Good question. Damn, Ye Qiao didn't teach her how to answer that.

The saintess was in turmoil, her face deathly pale. She suddenly lowered her head, remembering the dormant Netherworld Fish. "There's a fish inside the forbidden area of ​​the Changming Sect. We disturbed it during our standoff."

"We escaped while a group of elders were dealing with the fish."

The Demon Lord did not delve into the matter. There was indeed a Mingyu in the forbidden area of ​​Changming Sect, but he did not expect that these two people would be so lucky as to wake up the Mingyu and escape successfully.

This inevitably makes one feel that something is not right.

But don't the demons think they would lie? Although the demons have produced an anomaly like Meng Liu, a human cannot be betrayed again and again.

He was a monarch deeply loved by his subordinates.

Therefore, he nodded and let the two go. As the Holy Maiden slowly breathed a sigh of relief, the Demon Lord's gloomy voice rang out again, "You didn't get a single spiritual artifact. Go and receive your punishment."

"Yes." She practically tumbled and crawled out of the main hall.

Came alive.

The joy of surviving the ordeal made her tremble all over; compared to that, being punished seemed like nothing terrifying at all.

Next, the Holy Maiden could only frantically pray that Ye Qiao would arrive quickly, and preferably blow up this demon so that she could successfully escape death.

……

Therefore, from the Demon Lord's perspective, Ye Qiao was trapped inside the mirror, so it was quite normal that she was not among the group of disciples.

While they distract the demon elders, Ye Qiao can take the opportunity to go to the demon dungeon and rescue the young prince.

"...So you were involved in pyramid schemes before, weren't you?" Qin Huai leaned closer to her, his eyes narrowing. "You even managed to turn the Demon Saintess against you."

This guy has definitely worked in some kind of cult.

"Those who say we, the Dao of Passion, are heartless must have never met you." Ye Qiao was not to be outdone, managing to kill two birds with one stone and completely fool the Demon Lord.

After Zhu You finished speaking, she was still somewhat puzzled, "Is that little prince so important? So many forces want to win them over."

"The dragon race's combat power is monstrous. Moreover, dragons have a natural ability to suppress demonic beasts. Those are dragons, after all..." Chu Xingzhi's voice was filled with envy.

"Would they turn against us because of a mere prince?"

"It's hard to say." Ye Qiao felt that the Dragon Clan was trustworthy. Since they said they were willing to offer a hundred years of loyalty, they wouldn't betray them. But if something happened to the little prince, their conscience wouldn't allow it.

The demons kidnapped the young prince because they believed that having this dragon prince in their hands would make the dragons wary of them.

Even if the dragons are loyal to cultivators, it doesn't mean they would be ruthless enough to harm the future heirs of the dragon race. If a war breaks out, the dragons will definitely be hampered.

Therefore, considering the long-term plan, the young prince must be rescued.

Qin Huai turned and left decisively, saying, "Since that's the case, let's split up and go support the elders."

They were all somewhat worried about the senior members of the sect.

Countless martyrs have been martyred throughout history, but it is impossible to accept when it happens to someone you know.

"Wait a minute." Xue Yu patted the table. "I'm going to refine a pill, a conversion pill."

"Can anyone help me out?"

"The Conversion Pill is a pill that can freely convert spiritual energy into another type of power. It requires the help of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator to refine." Xue Yu's cultivation level wasn't high enough, and refining pills beyond his realm was still somewhat difficult for him. "Is there anyone in the Nascent Soul stage who can help?"

His eyes were fixed on Ye Qinghan.

Clearly, she wanted Ye Qinghan to lend a hand.

The transformation pill was something he wanted to refine and give to Ye Qiao. Since he was going to infiltrate, he naturally needed to be well-equipped.

Transforming spiritual energy into demonic energy makes it harder for others to discover one's identity.

When Xue Yu and Meng Liu were in the Demon Realm, their identities were exposed as soon as they released spiritual energy. This allowed Xue Yu to search through the library overnight after returning to the sect and find this relatively rare method of refining pills. Now it can finally be put to use.

"Nascent Soul stage? Go find Ye Qiao. My senior brother doesn't know anything about alchemy."

Isn't it a problem to not use a ready-made Deity Transformation?

"We can't let Ye Qiao cook this!!!" Mingxuan exclaimed in alarm, "It's impossible, it'll poison people if she cooks it!"

Xue Yu took a deep breath: "No, no, no, let Ye Qinghan do it. The Conversion Pill is easy to make. He just needs to assist me. There are no skill requirements."

"Then... should we ask Ye Qinghan for help?"

"Is the stuff Ye Qinghan helped produce edible?"

Pill cultivation is not something that cultivators can do at will. Some pills made with the help of pill cultivators not only look terrifying, but also have a very peculiar taste.

A group of people were filled with unease.

"It's alright." Zhu You waved her hand, signaling everyone to calm down, and whispered, "If you can't eat it, let my second senior brother take care of it."

As Ye Qinghan's most devoted fan, Chu Xingzhi would definitely be able to finish it off.

Mu Chongxi gave a thumbs up: "I'm relieved to hear you say that." If it tastes bad, then Chu Xingzhi will eat it all. We absolutely cannot let his junior sister touch Ye Qinghan's terrifying pills.

Xue Yu said the refining process was very fast, and it was indeed very fast. The group only waited for about half an hour before the door to the alchemy room was slowly opened, accompanied by crackling sounds.

Ye Qinghan was dressed neatly, with no sign of a failed attempt to fry the food.

It seems the elixir was quite successful.

The group breathed a sigh of relief, but they soon realized that it was too early to relax.

Ye Qiao looked at the pill emitting black energy and strategically retreated. Just looking at it made her stomach ache. "Actually, I don't need the Conversion Pill that much."

"I can live well in the Demon Realm on my own. Please stay away from me." Ye Qiao smelled an indescribable bitterness.

Ye Qinghan: "Why don't you try the medicine and see how it works?"

Ye Qinghan sometimes couldn't understand human speech. He stubbornly pushed it forward, and the bitter taste went straight to the top of his head. Ye Qiao shuddered: "I beg you, big brother."

"Alright." Ye Qinghan turned to look at Zhou Xingyun after hearing that Ye Qiao had begged him.

Zhou Xingyun: "???"

The young man's expression froze slightly. He had been holding the shovel with an air of indifference, but now it seemed as if he was about to become a hardworking farmer tilling the fields. He shook his head. "No."

Ye Qinghan could only look at his junior brothers and sisters.

Xia Qing met his gaze and realized that his senior brother wanted him to be a guinea pig. He shuddered and turned his head with a dry laugh, "Hahaha, second senior brother."

"Go eat." He grabbed Chu Xingzhi and pulled him in front of him, pressing down on his neck. "Hurry up and go."

Chu Xingzhi: "Are you ordering me around?"

Xia Qing paused slightly, "Of course not, I'm telling you how to make you the senior brother's favorite junior brother."

"You need to understand, that's definitely not just a simple pot of pills."

The boy, with his baby face serious, noticed the doubt in Chu Xingzhi's expression and spoke with dramatic emphasis: "That's Senior Brother's love!! Think about it, this is the first time Senior Brother has assisted Dan in refining a pill, meaning there's a portion of his spiritual energy in this pill. What if you hurt his feelings if you don't eat it?"

Chu Xingzhi suddenly realized: "That's right!"

"Alright. Go on." He patted his second senior brother's head with satisfaction.

As long as they don't eat that pot of pills, that's fine.

Chu Xingzhi let go of Xia Qing and took the pills that Ye Qinghan handed him. He turned his head and found that Ye Qiao and the others were all retreating as if they were avoiding some kind of biological weapon.

"What's your attitude?"

Chu Xingzhi turned around angrily, picked up the plate, and began frantically stuffing food into his mouth.

"So delicious!"

He couldn't help but burst into tears when he thought about how it was his senior brother's first time cooking: "It's so delicious. It tastes just like my senior brother's cooking."

The boy burst into tears, stuffing food into his mouth non-stop, then spitting it out in a rainbow-like waterfall, "yue!"

Even so, he did not stop.

And you, my friend, are a true warrior.

With a half-teasing mindset, Ye Qiao looked at Chu Xingzhi, whose face was streaked with tears, and asked knowingly, "Why are you crying?"

Chu Xingzhi: "You don't understand, these are my tears of happiness."

It's definitely not because it tastes bad, absolutely not!!

"Oh wow." Ye Qiao's pupils dilated for a few seconds as she watched him devour the entire plate of black pills by himself. "Fine. Whatever makes you happy."

……

It was indeed a mistake to ask a sword cultivator for help.

This is what Xue Yu thought when he failed his first attempt.

With Ye Qinghan's help, the refining process went smoothly, but one of the spiritual plants was misplaced, which forced him to separate the failed pills and use the remaining spiritual plants that had not yet fully fused to salvage the situation.

When Xue Yu came out of the alchemy room, he saw a group of people seemingly surrounding someone. Holding the spiritual plant in his hand, he looked around and explained, "I put the wrong spiritual plant in just now."

He opened his palm, revealing a perfectly round, milky-yellow pill: "This is the Transformation Pill."

"That was a failure. You guys..." He hesitated, then asked uncertainly, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"We definitely didn't eat it." After all, that pot of culinary monstrosity was hardly something a human could eat.

Xue Yu: "That's fine then."

"But my second senior brother ate it!!" Zuo Yi exclaimed in disbelief.

"what?"

Zhu You was horrified. "He...he's started blowing bubbles!"

"ah??"

Xue Yu quickly squatted down to check. Logically speaking, a mistake with a medicinal herb shouldn't cause a person to turn into a fish and blow bubbles.

He carefully examined it and confirmed the reason.

Oh, these despicable people actually fed it all to Chu Xingzhi alone.

"You guys are really inhuman." You're all bullying Chu Xingzhi, this silly husky, aren't you?

Xue Yu said, "Let's wait until the latter half of the night. This was a failed conversion pill to begin with, so there shouldn't be any major problems. The effects will wear off later."

After several hours of fussing, Chu Xingzhi, while covering his mouth which was frantically spitting out bubbles, couldn't help but want to find out some information from her: "Your Heavenly Blessing at the Nascent Soul stage was so dazzling, what did Heaven give you?"

He didn't believe that Heaven hadn't given her something good.

Seeing his furtive behavior, as if he wanted to gather intelligence for his senior brother, Ye Qiao coldly replied, "I won't tell you."

"Tch!" Chu Xingzhi exclaimed loudly, "I'm not curious at all!"

If you're not curious, why are you shouting so loudly? Are you a primary school student?

She rolled her eyes at him, clutched the Transformation Pill, and said, "I'm leaving."

At this point, the group split into two groups and set off.

……

Five thousand more updates to come.