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

Mingxuan suddenly became the best performer of the entire event because there were genuinely people who had never seen what Ye Qiao looked like and believed her nonsense.

He immediately lost his composure, turning to Ye Qiao with a somewhat distorted expression, and asked, "What's wrong? Can't you show your face?"

Ye Qiao feigned seriousness: "Yes, this is probably the kind of low-key behavior that popular celebrities should have."

"..." I can go to hell, Ye Qiao.

While the two were bantering, Mingxuan noticed that the number of people chasing him had increased.

He first stole the keys from the demon kings with his superb array skills, and then he was forcibly transformed into Ye Qiao, which made him a thorn in the side of the demon kings present.

The demon kings no longer felt back pain or leg pain, and even killed people with ease.

Grass, grass, grass.

Mingxuan was about to break down.

Ye Qiao shoved the crescent crossbow into his hand, along with all the talismans in her hand. She patted him on the shoulder and didn't forget to offer him some promises, "Second Senior Brother, the great masters who succeed in this world are all those who are capable and do more work. If you help delay them a little longer, I'll take care of them in a bit."

"..." Mingxuan laughed. Still making empty promises? How many times has this happened?

Mingxuan actually believed her lies time and again after agreeing to watch her perform, only to nearly choke on her empty promises.

Even if she's unreliable, she's still his junior sister, so Mingxuan had no choice but to accept it.

There were forty or fifty demon kings on the scene, and Mingxuan attracted nearly half of them with his own strength.

Their graceful movements convinced the initially skeptical demon kings, but what they didn't know was that everyone in the Changming Sect possessed excellent movement skills.

Ye Qiao placed the small golden pagoda into his hand, "Press them inside. The rules inside the pagoda can suppress their cultivation to around the Nascent Soul stage, which should be enough to keep them locked up for a while."

Mingxuan dodged left and right, looking miserable. "I can't hold them back."

The speed of a Nascent Soul cultivator is simply too fast; a Golden Core cultivator simply cannot detect their movements.

"Let's give Shadow a try."

The fleeting glimpse mentioned: "I'm just a weak little boy."

"Go now." Ye Qiao kicked him away. "Don't disgust me."

She had never seen anything so cheap.

The shadowy figure ran away whimpering. Ye Qiao's lips twitched, regretting that she hadn't kicked it a few more times.

The Ghost King Tower fell into Lueying's hands. The young man's smile vanished, and the smoky purple sword shadow disappeared into the clouds. No one noticed his whereabouts. Lueying weighed the Ghost King Tower in his hand. The tower spirit said, "Hold it carefully. I haven't eaten a demon king yet."

"Alright, alright," Shadow replied, appearing like a ghost behind a flying beast. The Ghost King Tower enlarged in the air and suddenly grabbed it.

Then, Lueying repeated the same method, imprisoning seven Nascent Soul stage demons in succession. When seven companions were gone, the leading demon king belatedly realized that several of his people had been lost.

"spread."

He roared.

"Grab him." His divine sense detected the elusive Shadow Sword.

Upon hearing the commotion, Lue Ying, who was causing trouble with the Ghost King Tower, immediately hid.

The Shadow's ability to hide was also first-rate. Several demonic beasts searched for a long time, looking bewildered, but couldn't catch a trace of it at all.

"Forget it." The leading demon didn't expect these useless people to be any better. "That's a sword spirit. There's no point in catching it. Keep an eye on its movements and make sure it doesn't get captured again."

The demon kings were not very intelligent and were easily tricked by those talisman cultivators who could cut through formations. The demon king in charge of the team stomped heavily on the ground, and his heavy pressure from the Void Refinement stage spread out, suppressing the low-level demon beasts in place. He said coldly, "Don't swarm after one person."

"Capture the talisman cultivators first. We'll deal with the sword cultivators later."

"And that Ye Qiao, grab her and get the key."

Su Zhuo and Ming Yi were the first to be captured. Ming Yi took out a shield from his storage bag, pushed it gently in his palm, and blocked two attacks. The two stood back to back. After Su Zhuo ran out of talismans, he chose to draw talismans on the spot. He had good talent, otherwise he would not have caught Yun Hen's eye.

Defensive talismans were drawn in the air one by one. During this time, he inadvertently scanned the situation of other cultivators with his divine sense. The demon kings were ruthless, crushing some cultivators as casually as crushing an ant.

One of the girls died in a horrific manner; her intestines were ripped open and blood flowed everywhere before she was devoured by the monsters.

Witnessing all of this firsthand, his face turned pale, and he could barely hold the wolf-hair brush in his hand.

He was acutely aware that if he couldn't get out, he would most likely be the next one to die.

All the talisman cultivators were surrounded, and they tacitly formed a circle together. To break through the encirclement, someone had to clear a path.

Qin Huai gripped his sword, and the spirit of the Qingfeng Sword stood above his head, disappearing into the sword, achieving a state of oneness between man and sword.

Ji Huan turned his head in surprise, then slapped his forehead, "Oh right, there's such a sword technique."

The destructive power of this sword technique depends on the ability of the sword spirit, and its success also tests the tacit understanding between the sword spirit and the sword master.

Qin Huai used his Qingfeng Sword to clear a path. "Si Miaoyan, you take them out of the secret realm first."

Even when rescuing people, one must act within one's capabilities.

If you can't save them, get out of there quickly.

Ye Qiao still wanted to make a last-ditch effort. The only way to save them was to use the demon core, but it didn't necessarily have to be that way. Xie Chuxue had repeatedly told her not to reveal herself easily when she got the demon core. "Let's try one more time and see if we can save them."

If they can't be saved, they'll be drowned in the spittle of outside cultivators.

Qin Huai felt he couldn't struggle any longer.

They had finally managed to carve out a path, but then a group of cultivators, seemingly realizing they possessed some skill, began to converge on their small circle as if grasping at a straw. They were trapped in the middle of their own group, unable to escape.

With all the cultivators gathered together, the demon kings immediately rallied together and trapped them completely.

Ye Qiao: "..."

Very well, the death throes have failed.

Mingxuan and Lueying together held the Ghost King Tower in their hands, and could arrest anyone who came. Relying on the Ghost King Tower, their situation was not optimistic, but at least they were not at their wits' end.

However, when he turned his head and found that Ye Qiao and the others were all surrounded by the monsters, his lips twitched and he thought that they might as well give up on treatment.

The head of the Mu family gripped his sword, lowered his head, and stared intently at the scene. His face was weary from the torment, and he gave a bitter laugh: "I've dragged you all into this."

"Not really." Duan Hengdao was slightly taken aback, then chuckled sheepishly, after all, they were the ones who were responsible for the secret realm being locked up.

Among this group of people, let alone the second eldest brother, it's really not a matter of who implicated whom.

With all the defensive artifacts and formations in place, Ye Qiao noticed that the spiritual energy of the talisman cultivators was disappearing at a visible rate. After all, supporting a formation that was constantly being broken and reassembled was extremely taxing on them.

Ye Qiao's mind raced, realizing there was no time to hesitate; she had to become the Demon Emperor here in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, no one can leave.

The demon kings who came from the outside knew that she was the legitimate demon emperor, while the demon kings who were imprisoned in the secret realm only recognized the aura of the demon emperor. Coincidentally, she had a demon core in her hand. Having spent a long time with the demon emperor's inner core, she had almost become one with the demon energy.

However, because she mingled with cultivators, the demon kings are now extremely dissatisfied with her. They want to command the beasts, but relying solely on her identity will not be effective enough to achieve immediate results.

Ye Qiao turned the inner core inside the mustard seed bag, but—

If the demon core were crushed, the Demon Emperor's oppressive aura would absolutely subdue all beasts.

I'm going out for a bit.

Looking at the protective barrier, Ye Qiao reminded him, "This kind of stubborn resistance isn't going to work; we need to solve the problem eventually."

She prefers to address the root of the problem rather than resorting to such methods.

"No, no, no, don't be impulsive, Miss Ye." The head of the Mu family was shocked. He knew Ye Qiao, or rather, he had learned about her from other cultivators. He knew that she liked to take unconventional paths, but this was not the way to take unconventional paths. If she went out, she would definitely be killed by the demon kings.

She's not just taking a risky path, she's courting death.

Ye Qiao: "I wasn't acting impulsively."

Looking at the large crowd present, the head of the Mu family said seriously, "Why don't we think of other solutions?"

"We're relatively safe inside the formation for now."

Ye Qiao knew he meant well, but if they kept hiding like this, everyone would be finished in less than half a day.

She knew very well that she didn't want to wear that prison-themed skin right now, so she patiently said, "I have a way."

"Of course I know you're very capable."

But she's only at the Golden Core stage, what can she do?

Ye Qiao pushed Qin Huai, "When the monsters stop moving, you take them away, and I'll stop them."

"How are you going to stop me?"

"We can figure out a solution together when the time comes."

"Yeah." Su Zhuo hesitated for a few seconds. "If all else fails, let them die, and we'll just run away. After all, Master said during our training that if we can help, we should, and if we can't, then it's fate. We should just follow fate."

As expected of Yunhen, she can make the phrase "let someone die without helping" sound so elegant. I'd like to learn her linguistic charm.

But now is not the time to think about these things.

Their tone made it sound like she was about to turn back and go to her death.

It was as if his words carried the tragic grandeur of "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the hero departs, never to return."

Ye Qiao was eager to get rid of them, "It's okay, let me go."

No, she really does have a way.

"Hold on for a bit."

She affixed a talisman, mentally prepared herself, and then quietly slipped into the crowd.

Meanwhile, the demon kings' frenzied attacks continued.

The talisman cultivators quickly activated the formation, but the defensive formation was extremely fragile under the collective attack of the Nascent Soul cultivators. Their minds were in turmoil, blood spilled from the corners of their lips, and a tearing pain connected their nerves. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably. They looked at the people behind them and gritted their teeth to hold up a formation.

"Aaaaaah!!"

Someone had already screamed.

"What should we do...?"

They didn't want to die.

The direct descendants of the Mu family exchanged glances, looked at the disciples of the cultivation world who were struggling to survive, and licked their dry lips.

They all trembled as they cut their palms, offering their blood as a sacrifice to the formation.

Their blood had a synergistic effect on everything, and the formation frantically devoured the blood from their bodies. As their blood was lost, their faces turned deathly pale, yet they remained motionless.

"Normal people would fight together in this life-or-death crisis, instead of you bunch of idiots asking around for help." Song Hansheng was already extremely irritable due to his injuries, and his expression was icy. "Wood and earth spirit root cultivators, come out and help."

His dominance was unquestionable. Under the shadow of death, people gradually stepped forward. The wood spirit root cultivator activated the surrounding vines, which spread wildly to support the barrier. The earth rose up as a shield, and all the explosive attacks hit it.

Seeing this, Fu Xiu also threw away the talisman in his hand, and the intricate patterns expanded, repairing the gaps in the formation.

This was extremely taxing for the talisman cultivators. Each attack would cause a disturbance in their sea of ​​consciousness. Severely injured, Mingxuan coughed up blood all over his hand. He quickly wiped it away, and Miaomiao bent down and stuffed a handful of pills into his hand. Mingxuan licked the blood from the corner of his lips and searched for Ye Qiao's location.

Everyone was watching their surroundings closely, trying to find a way out.

Such resistance is nothing more than a death throes.

*

Time waits for no one. Ye Qiao exhaled and squeezed out of the circle, hiding the secret book behind her back with one hand and holding the Demon Emperor's inner core with the other.

Many demon kings transformed into their original forms and coiled on the ground. When Ye Qiao's consciousness spread out, she inadvertently saw a large python. Goosebumps rose on her skin. She rubbed it vigorously, calmed down, and then smiled brightly.

"Hey everyone, hey hey, everyone's here?"

"It's so lively!"

As soon as she spoke, she noticed that the demon kings were all drawn to her. They didn't realize where she had come from, but their eyes were filled with resentment and hatred.

They clearly couldn't understand how the demon race could allow someone who associated with cultivators, a lowly creature, to rise to the position of Demon Emperor.

"Very good, very energetic."

She hid the secret book behind her back, as if she had come not to a monster's lair but to her own base camp.

The demon kings watched her coldly, but did not launch an attack immediately. Instead, they observed her silently.

However, with techniques to conceal her aura, even those at the Tribulation Transcending stage might not be able to detect her realm and aura immediately, and even the Demon Kings with X-ray vision would not be able to figure out her true composition.

Ye Qiao gently wiped away the cold sweat that had broken out on her palms due to nervousness, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Demon Emperor's inner core was quite effective.

Now all the demon kings have arrived.

That's it.

Without making a sound, An Shu silently wound its silk threads down the dark ground. Ye Qiao first had it control the leading demon, followed by its echoing insects.

Even if the demon kings don't recognize her, it doesn't matter.

The demon race has a clear hierarchy. They will submit to and fawn over demons stronger than themselves. As long as the powerful demon in the center position is firmly controlled, the demon kings who act as his henchmen will only follow suit.

The parasitic incense needs time to take hold, so she can only spout nonsense to attract their attention.

Ye Qiao knew that this was not the time to joke, but she just found the scene inexplicably funny—a group of demon kings standing in a row, baring their teeth at her.

She smiled and gave them another bright smile, casually chatting with them, "We're gathered here today to celebrate our victory, aren't we?"

"Now all the cultivators have been executed."

"Once we get the key, we can leave the secret realm in one fell swoop and take over the cultivators' territory."

She understood the essence of making grand promises: leading a group of people to envision a bright future.

Sure enough, some of the demon kings subconsciously nodded in agreement.

"What's it to you?" A powerful demon had been dissatisfied with her for a long time, feeling that she, as the demon queen, had not done her job properly and even dared to try to act as the boss at this critical moment.

He had just finished speaking and was about to incite the other powerful demons to join him when Ye Qiao, unexpectedly, acted out of line. Completely ignoring his reasoning, she kicked him to the ground. The powerful force of her kick caused the demon's head to slam into the ground with a loud thud. Her movements were more swift and villainous than his. She smiled and said, "Who do you think you are to dare talk to me like that?"

She was completely fed up with these stupid monsters.

She could feel the way some of the monks looked at her as a madwoman.

Punching and kicking the great demon?

Are you crazy?

Who are you?

Clearly, they weren't the only ones who thought this way; the demon kings were also enraged.

At the same moment, as they suddenly attacked, Ye Qiao hardened her heart and crushed the demon core in her palm.

In an instant, the domineering demonic energy leaked out, forming a large halo that exploded silently. The demonic beasts let out mournful cries and abruptly stopped in their tracks, kneeling on the ground.

All beasts submit.

Ha, with the demon core in hand, everything that flies in the sky and runs on the ground will have to crawl on her knees.

Ye Qiao looked at them, and the more tense the situation became, the brighter her smile became.

"Seemingly calm as a rock, but actually panicking like crazy" best describes her current mood.

"If I remember correctly, among the demon race, the Demon Emperor's orders are the most absolute."

Their expressions grew increasingly menacing, and they instinctively wanted to warn her not to push her luck. "That's an interesting thing to say. Of course, that kind of thing—"

Ye Qiao's words didn't sound like a question, but her aura suggested otherwise. She pinched the inner core in her hand, and a rich aura of a demon emperor emanated from it, causing the advance of countless demon beasts to halt.

The Demon Emperor's accumulated oppressive aura caused their knees to buckle instinctively.

Ye Qiao silently tightened her grip on the inner core, allowing her aura to flow out again. In the end, their faces turned pale, and they chose to submit to the tyrannical power of the Demon Emperor's inner core, kneeling down with a thud.

Ye Qiao smiled brightly and said, word by word, "What is 'naturally'?"

At the same time, she gripped the secret book tightly with her fingertips, frantically signaling it to quickly subdue the person.

Otherwise, she'll be finished.

If the Demon King doesn't acknowledge her, then she'll have to use her true abilities to intimidate them. The problem is, what real abilities does she have? She's only at the Golden Core stage. Can she possibly pull out a sword technique to prove herself? That would completely confirm her identity as a cultivator.

Whether you go horizontally or vertically, you'll die.

Fortunately, the secret book didn't fail at the crucial moment.

After successfully parasitizing her, the dark book quietly told her, "You've become Ye Qiao."

Ye Qiao's eyes lit up, her voice, imbued with a lively spirit, became exceptionally loud as she asked again, "What is 'naturally'?"

This time, all the demons and cultivators present could hear her voice.

The leading demon was completely subservient to her, but for some reason, as he prostrated himself on the ground, his thoughts became somewhat disordered, and he uncontrollably uttered a sentence, "That is naturally the case, long live Your Majesty."

After these words were spoken, the world fell silent.

"..."

As the echo of the great demons, the other demon kings were slightly stunned for a few seconds. When they saw the other party kneeling down and shouting "Long live the emperor!", they were unaware of the truth and thought that this was the new emperor of the demon race. Ye Qiao looked very young. Such a young demon emperor? Then his strength must be extraordinary.

They then subconsciously became even more respectful.

A group of powerful demons immediately pledged their loyalty and joined in shouting "Long live the Emperor!"

The demon kings all knelt down, and the less intelligent demon beasts looked at each other in bewilderment and followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, they all knelt down on the ground.

Now that she is completely safe, in the secret realm overrun by monsters, all the demons have unanimously acknowledged her identity. Therefore, in the Cloud and Mist Secret Realm, she is the final BOSS, the Demon Emperor.

Ye Qiao felt relieved and let out a sigh of relief. That scared the hell out of her.

"ha."

The unanimous shout of "Long live Your Majesty!" made everyone's faces turn slightly pale. They looked at the demon beasts one moment and Ye Qiao the next, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

"I..." Mingxuan opened his mouth, but swallowed the swear word back down. Damn it.

"The Demon Emperor?"

Everyone was so stunned that they forgot to maintain the formation: "You???"