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

"Why is it you guys?"

Not only were Xue Yu and his group excited, but the other seniors also cracked their voices to varying degrees when they caught sight of the familiar figure.

They all thought these people were gone and would never return.

They did send powerful cultivators into the demon realm, but none of them returned. The demons had their own unique language, and once exposed, they would either be surrounded and killed or become nourishment for demonic cultivators in the Demon Abyss.

Xie Chuxue deftly held down her two excited junior disciples who were about to pounce on her, and greeted the acquaintances first, "Long time no see?"

Elder Duan raised an eyebrow. "Weren't you with the Demon Lord?"

The elders were overjoyed, as the visitor was not only a senior martial uncle but also a talisman cultivator.

Fu Xiu, the god of team battles.

Xie Chuxue hadn't expected that the battle with the demons was still ongoing at this point.

He narrowed his eyes. "I rushed over because something came up."

"Just in time to witness your chaotic rampage down there," he exclaimed in astonishment. "You've really gone through three years of training, and you're still idiots after all."

Xie Chuxue was among those who arrived, along with several Nascent Soul and Void Refinement Realm seniors who had been rescued by Ye Qiao from the bottom of the Demon Abyss, as well as some older generation cultivators who had been dragged out by their unfilial descendants to repay favors.

It's not difficult to get here from home; for some powerful beings who have reached a certain level, they can shrink the distance between themselves and arrive at the scene in an instant.

With just a slight move from the powerful beings, the absolute realm suppression resulted in a one-sided massacre, while the inexperienced disciples below were all squealing and yelling.

"Ahhh, what's that? It's so cool!"

One of the white-robed elders casually summoned a sword, its entire body pure white with a faint mist swirling around it, creating the illusion of a dragon coiled around its side.

The moment it cleaved down, it seemed as if a thousand layers of waves were forming.

It almost drove those sword cultivators to madness.

Ye Qinghan pursed his lips, snapping out of his reverie. After a long while, he finally found the name of the sword in his memory: "Dragon's Roar Sword".

"Sounds pretty cool, right?"

Immediately, a sword cultivator shouted, "Of course!!! That's a legendary dragon!!" For teenagers in their chuunibyou phase, dragons are their lifelong pursuit; who doesn't love dragons!

Now they were completely out of the picture. A group of trusted disciples stood in twos and threes, looking up as if they wanted to shout that the big shots were awesome.

Holy crap, where did Xie Chuxue find these people?

With powerful cultivators of high cultivation levels gathered together, the demonic cultivators were not blindly stubborn. Upon seeing the powerful cultivators of the cultivation world appear in groups, they decisively retreated.

If the fighting continues, they will be completely wiped out.

Xie Chuxue flicked her fingertips, and more than a dozen top-grade talismans hovered in front of her. The golden array connected the ground and the sky, and shattered at the speed of glass cracking. Countless golden dust filled the sky, and the ground sank into a huge crack. Screams and cries of alarm came from her ears. It was as if something had forcibly torn open the ground and swallowed the struggling demonic cultivator.

This kind of formation can only be achieved by formations that belong to the Fusion Stage.

The demonic cultivators, who had no time to react, all fell like dumplings being dropped into a pot, and the number of demonic cultivators on the ground decreased visibly.

They were enveloped in the formation from all sides, with no way to escape.

In the end, a single talisman calmed the storm.

The air fell silent for a few seconds.

The shock this caused to the cultivators present was immense; they almost knelt before their master on the spot.

"Junior Uncle, you're my god!!" Mingxuan almost jumped up on the spot: "I'll never talk bad about you with Xue Yu again!!"

Xie Chuxue: ? ? ?

You two used to talk bad about me every day?

Xie Chuxue was almost amused by Ming Xuan's antics.

Some of the direct disciples were still somewhat bewildered.

That's it, it's over?

Will it end lightly, with the demonic cultivators either retreating or being wiped out?

Is this what a battle of the powerful is like?

Clean and neat.

The group of people froze, standing still for a long time. The moment Xie Chuxue landed lightly, he was surrounded by a group of people, which made him somewhat flattered.

Among them, the Wenjian Sect was the most enthusiastic.

"Junior Uncle, Junior Uncle."

"That's awesome."

"Sixth Uncle-Master!!" The most indifferent reaction was probably from a few direct disciples of the Changming Sect, while all the other sects were shocked and exclaimed, calling him Uncle-Master with great affection.

Mingxuan's reaction differed slightly from the others; he asked incredulously, "Why are you here?"

Didn't they say that all the sect leaders and powerful seniors were drinking tea with the Demon Lord?

Why did Xie Chuxue appear?

Xie Chuxue shrugged. "I came to help. Why are you so shocked?"

He noticed that several of his close disciples seemed stunned, muttering, "Damn it, I lost."

Depend on…!!!

"Ahhh, I lost, I lost! I even lost my underwear!"

Their shock wasn't because Xie Chuxue saved the world, but because they lost their bet!

According to eyewitnesses, more than half of the bets were placed on Ye Qiao, and the remaining third on Qin Huai. Mu Zhongxi was bound to make a killing with this betting scheme.

"Junior Uncle, did you come here specifically to rescue us?" Xue Yu asked curiously. "Shouldn't you be in the Demon Clan's palace?"

Xie Chuxue took a classic step back to avoid their approach, saying, "I didn't come here specifically to save you."

"I'm here to rescue Xiao Qiao."

After Ye Qiao stopped needing him, Xie Chuxue naturally went to the main battlefield of the Demon Clan with the others. Who knew that she would see these disciples and demon cultivators fighting in various ways as soon as she arrived?

"Why help her? Compared to Ye Qiao, who disappears like a wild man all day, we obviously need your help more, Uncle-Master." Chu Xingzhi's attitude was exceptionally earnest.

The Sword Inquiry Sect is naturally drawn to the strong; if they had known Xie Chuxue was this strong, they wouldn't have discriminated against the Changming Sect in the first place.

Xue Yu chuckled. "What a jerk."

Xie Chuxue kindly told him, "Because Xiao Qiao is holding the secret book. We were afraid she would ruin herself, so after discussing it, Qin Fanfan and the others held off the Demon Lord while I came out to help."

The argument that secret writings are an unpredictable factor before they are controlled is valid.

But why?! They hate her! Is Ye Qiao really that important?!

"But would the Demon Lord just let people go?" Zhu You asked reasonably.

Xie Chuxue sometimes felt disgusted by these foolish disciples, simply because he disliked those brainless male disciples who were completely fooled by Yun Que. Seeing that she was a female disciple, he patiently explained, "Why wouldn't he? To put it bluntly, I'm very weak in his eyes. Talisman cultivators are far inferior to sword cultivators in combat."

Ultimately, the cultivation world is still dominated by sword cultivators.

After he finished speaking, he changed the subject, "Although the Demon Lord doesn't take me seriously, the Demon Emperor is hiding and directing the demon beast horde to self-destruct. It's going to be tough for him to deal with five sect leaders along with those useless elders of the demon race. My departure is a good thing for him."

Only Xie Chuxue, who was considered the weakest among everyone present, was allowed to leave, because he was insignificant.

So, it was because Xie Chuxue's image of the Demon Lord as a weakling was so deeply ingrained when she was in the mortal realm that she was able to make a perfect escape?

"This is the importance of concealing one's talents." It's not that they, Changming Sect, are cunning; it's just that in the cultivation world, you can't survive without hiding your abilities.

"So your main goal is to help Ye Qiao? We're just incidentally?"

"She's more like we need your help than she is!!"

"Eh." Xie Chuxue chuckled, "I didn't help her with anything regarding her affairs."

He's fine with controlling the battlefield and intercepting attacks, but when it comes to close combat, Xie Chuxue is a complete physical novice.

If you actually try to help, you'll only end up being torn to pieces by the Demon Emperor.

"You can't even help her?" What a joke. Xie Chuxue's two moves confirmed to them that this martial aunt was at least a powerful expert at the Refinement stage.

Damn it, these powerful figures above the Refinement Void Realm are playing dumb with them?!

Was Xie Chuxue somewhat surprised by their inexplicable confidence in him? He explained, "Because her opponent isn't a demon beast, but the Demon Emperor."

He was a truly weak and useless fighter; only a swordsman like Ye Qiao could withstand three blows from him. If it were him, he would probably be dead in one hit.

"The Demon Emperor?"

The atmosphere froze for a few seconds.

"Ha." Someone chuckled dryly twice. "You're quite amusing when you talk."