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

Then, another round of foul language from Mu Li filled her ears. Ye Qiao covered her ears and unilaterally cut off the connection with it again. Her hiding place was an excellent viewing spot, hidden in a pile of rubble. Looking out, she saw that the three sword spirits outside were already going berserk.

"..."

In a high-level secret realm where everyone is at the Golden Core stage, the presence of a sword spirit is extremely valuable.

They cannot define ability by realm.

Song Hansheng judged that the three sword spirits were currently in a bloodthirsty state and did not need their help anymore.

Of all the heretical cultivators, the most troublesome was that powerful figure in the Void Refinement stage.

However, in its frenzied state after transforming, the Shadow Demon riddled the powerful being with holes.

The man fell straight to the ground, blood pooling around him, his eyes wide open, a gruesome sight of someone dying with their eyes wide open.

He probably wouldn't understand why the sword was glowing until he died.

Seeing that the most difficult person to deal with was dead, Song Hansheng and his group cautiously chose to hide in the defensive formation and wait and see.

As they watched, all the evil cultivators were slaughtered en masse by the sword spirits. The three sword spirits, each with different abilities, killed them as easily as chickens. While marveling at their weakness, Duan Hengdao quickly patted Ji Huan on the shoulder, "Who's going to stop that Shadow Sword?"

Those evil cultivators still have their uses. Originally, the plan was to let them fight each other like dogs with the demon kings, but after the three sword spirits' rampage, they've almost wiped out all the evil cultivators.

It's alright that Jun and Qingfeng can understand human speech, but Lueying can't; he's already bloodthirsty.

Upon meeting the sword spirit's icy gaze, everyone shrank back.

Ji Huan is very pragmatic. "I'm afraid he'll chop me up like vegetables."

"Let's not do it, it's a bit scary."

"Besides, why are you taking pictures of me? Why the hell don't you go?" He tilted his head slightly and gave his junior brother a cold look.

Duan Hengdao said matter-of-factly, "I'm scared."

Then am I not afraid of anything?

This sword spirit is now completely ruthless. Not to mention the sword cultivators, even Qingfeng Sword, which is also a sword spirit, lightly leaped backward to avoid being affected by the killing aura of Lueying.

As a legitimate spirit swordsman, he held Shadow's behavior in utter contempt.

In their Blade & Soul worldview, only a good-for-nothing would fail to protect his wife.

Ye Qiao mustered his troops and felt that Lue Ying was like a mad dog, and one sword spirit couldn't stop him, so he simply ordered Jing Hong and Han Shuang Jian to go and stop the rampaging Lue Ying.

"Get out of the way." Lue Ying suddenly turned his head and noticed that frost had solidified on his fingertips. His light purple pupils turned cold, and a strong murderous aura emanated from him. The bloody smell mixed with the stench of blood spread around him. Other sword spirits might reflexively shrink back when faced with such an inanimate and cold gaze.

However, Frost Sword was a emotionless loli, and the girl's expression was even colder than his. She slammed a fist into his stomach, saying, "You think you can scare me?"

The surrounding evil cultivators were routed by Lueying and Bujianjun. The sensible evil cultivators, seeing that their leader had been killed and their greatest reliance had been lost, immediately knelt down with their hands on their heads and begged for mercy.

"Spare us! We have no intention of being enemies with the Five Sects, really!"

"We were forced into it."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Qin Huai glanced at their words, smiled coldly, and remained silent.

Upon hearing Ye Qiao's words, Han Shuang stepped forward to stop him, but she was not as fast as him and could not stop his killing. As heads rolled down one after another, Han Shuang, whose presence had been repeatedly ignored by Lue Ying, became angry and unleashed all the fighting spirit that Lue Ying had aroused on him onto Lue Ying.

The Frost Swords are also warlike; to be precise, every sword spirit loves to fight.

Seeing this, Ye Qiao stopped Jinghong from going forward immediately, saying, "Wait a moment."

She wanted to see what the Shadow Sword was capable of.

The two sword spirits clashed instantly. Frost Sword was stronger in terms of combat power, but in terms of killing skills, the little girl was found to have a weakness within ten moves. Shadow Sneak sneered and suddenly raised his leg and swept it. The fierce wind arc forced Frost Sword back. In the instant Frost Sword parried, Shadow Sneak's figure was like a ghost and grabbed the little girl by the neck.

He actually wanted to return the Frost Sword to its sheath.

That's why they say any sword associated with killing is abnormal. It's exactly the same operation as "Never See You," trying to force the sword spirit into its sheath. So what? Does the Frost Sword's existence affect your breathing?

Once the sword spirit is trapped in its sheath, it takes time to transform back into human form. Seeing that the situation was not right, the usually rational Jinghong condensed her form and slapped Lueying across the face.

In an instant, the air became still.

Han Shuang sneered and kicked Lue Ying with a quick, ruthless, and accurate kick. She was strong and invincible in close combat. As long as she found the right opportunity to get close, she kicked Lue Ying away on the spot.

With boundless energy, Lueying transformed back into human form in just a few seconds. He instinctively bypassed his wife, intending to teach this arrogant little girl a lesson.

Frost tilted its head and stretched out its short legs, trying to kick him to death.

The Sword of Startling Beauty was caught in the middle and was going crazy.

The scene with the three sword spirits was in complete chaos.

"..."

What is this?

Ye Qiao's sword spirits have all gone mad?

Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan were huddled among the rubble, unable to bear it any longer. She grabbed Ming Xuan, "Quick, quick, damn it, my sword spirits are fighting!"

Mingxuan snapped out of his daze and ran out of their hiding place one after the other. Looking at the still-raging Shadow Sword, Ye Qiao took a deep breath.

He recalled the original Shadow Sword and simultaneously held the intact Swift Sword in his right hand and shook it.

When Lueying finally realized that she might have been fooled by Ye Qiao, she said, "Calm down and don't go crazy yet. You can go crazy when you fight the demon kings later."

Ye Qiao was quite satisfied with the attack power of the Frost Sword just now.

Judging by his attack power, he could easily take on a demon king by himself.

If given the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, he can ambush several people in a second.

This is good stuff.

Lueying's voice trembled slightly: "...So you lied to me?" Just to provoke him into human form?

Is she even human? A dog is more human than her.

Feeling distressed, she wanted to cry. Lueying tried to hold back her tears, but couldn't. Her beautiful light purple eyes lingered, glancing at Ye Qiao with teary eyes, trying to let the sword master appreciate her exquisite tears.

Oh shit.

Ye Qiao: "Don't cry in front of me, it's disgusting."

She really enjoys seeing girls cry in front of her; she can even play the hero and show off her cool side. But it's unnecessary for guys.

Lueying never expected Ye Qiao to despise him so much, even though she was the one who begged him to transform into human form in the first place! He looked at Ye Qiao as if she were some kind of scumbag.

Ye Qiao kept her head down, seemingly oblivious to his gaze.

Lueying turned to snuggle up to his wife, his pure and beautiful face conveying the message, "I'm so pitiful and weak; I need my wife's comfort to feel better."

If Ye Qiao hadn't just seen him swiftly decapitate someone, she might have almost believed it.

Jinghong patted his head, "Good boy, good boy. Don't cry."

—If you cry again, I'll knock your head off.

Lueying understood and immediately became as quiet as a chicken, no longer causing any trouble.

"Good girl." Jinghong smiled with satisfaction.

Then the two Blade Spirits started cuddling together in a sickeningly sweet way.

Ye Qiao: "..."

Holy crap, is this how these two swords interact?

Ugh, so cheesy!

This scene was anything but kind to her, a single woman. Ye Qiao really wanted to rush up and be a vicious mother-in-law, kicking both of the sword spirits away.

What made Ye Qiao feel a little better was that she wasn't the only one who was shocked by what she saw; the other single people also looked rather indifferent, each of them appearing calmer than a corpse.

I'm completely numb from watching it all. If they've done something wrong, someone should be the one to punish them, not force them to watch two sword spirits showing affection in the secret realm.

Mingxuan couldn't take it anymore. "Um, does anyone want to talk about serious business?"

"For example, why haven't those independent cultivators made a move yet?"

They easily defeated all the evil cultivators on their side, but the other side remained as quiet as if it were dead.

Oh, although they didn't really make a move, it was thanks to Ye Qiao's sword spirit that they were able to defeat these evil cultivators.

"Who cares about their lives or deaths? Since Simiaoyan is here, you must have brought the key to the secret realm."

"Quickly take out the key, and get out of this hellhole before the demon kings notice them."

Seeing their anxious expressions, Si Miaoyan pursed her lips and said calmly, "I know you're in a hurry, but please don't rush. We might not be able to leave for the time being."

"Why???"

Ye Qiao also wanted to ask why.

But even a fool knows why: they locked the secret realm and then left using the key to open it. What about the others?

"Damn." She wasn't the only one who thought of this; others did too.

Shen Ziwei asked incredulously, "You mean we still have to go and rescue those cultivators?"

Si Miaoyan curved her lips slightly and gently corrected, "That's not what I meant. If you all really leave the secret realm, but none of the rogue cultivators escape, do you think those cultivators would be happy about sealing off the secret realm—that's such a despicable thing?"

"At that time, I won't care what your identities are, you'll all be dragged down and put on trial together." After a pause, Si Miaoyan's lips curled into a slight sneer: "Maybe you'll even get prison-exclusive skins, prison uniforms."

This is a fucking prison-exclusive skin.

Ye Qiao smiled.

"No," Mingxuan tried to plead, "Can't we just avoid going to jail?"

He was really fed up with the dungeon.

"Yes, I can." Si Miaoyan nodded slightly. "To save lives. It's that simple."

"You locked the secret realm too suddenly. People outside don't know what's going on and are already making a huge fuss about it. We can't just leave and leave the other cultivators to die." Her eyes were cold. "Besides, the Mu family also came into the secret realm with me. After we came in, we parted ways. They went to find their direct descendants. I brought people to find you first."

"Let's save them first," she said succinctly. "You can explain everything else to the outside world after we leave the secret realm."

They had no other choice.

If you don't want to be judged, then just honestly save people.

damn it.