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

After parting ways with Mingxuan, Ye Qiao chose a particularly wealthy-looking cultivator from among all the fleeing cultivators and chased after him at a leisurely pace. The young man was so frightened that he ran away and threw magical artifacts at her as he ran.

Just like the previous method, they tried to drive her away with this.

Ye Qiao dodged left and right, grabbing a magical artifact with every casual movement.

Hmm.

They certainly have a solid financial foundation.

She casually grabbed several intact magical artifacts and stuffed them into her pocket. Sure enough, it was the right decision to pursue a rich guy. This guy must be some landlord's foolish son who doesn't even know how to use magical artifacts and just threw them all at her.

During her battles with demonic beasts, Ye Qiao had broken several magical artifacts. She grabbed the glass bracelet the boy threw at her, shook it, and glanced at it – it was a high-grade magical artifact.

They're really rich.

The person being chased was going crazy. He was out of breath and knew that she was the most powerful of all the demon beasts. The scene of all the beasts paying homage to her meant that she was the Demon Queen. It was terrifying to have a Demon Queen chasing him.

As expected of the Demon Emperor, the opponent had used all the magical artifacts and talismans that could increase speed, yet the person still maintained a certain distance from him at a leisurely pace, making it impossible to shake him off.

He knew that the other party was mocking him.

If she wanted to kill me, it would be a piece of cake.

The boy's legs were so weak that he couldn't even feel whether he was running or not. He ran forward numbly and mechanically, not daring to stop at all.

Ye Qiao followed him at a distance, neither too close nor too far.

It's not surprising that she deliberately scared him. The main reason is that most of the demon kings went after Mingxuan and the others, and if Ye Qiao, the demon emperor, didn't chase after someone, she would seem a bit out of place.

Even a clay Buddha has three parts fire. Just as the boy was about to fall headfirst into the ground, he collapsed to the ground. As Ye Qiao approached, she was like a cold, venomous snake, slowly closing in.

The boy trembled uncontrollably, with nowhere to escape. He looked at her desperately and asked, "What do you want?"

"Couldn't you have just told me if you wanted to kill or torture me?"

His eyes were red as he stared intently at Ye Qiao, his heart clenching tightly, and he dared not breathe too hard.

Overwhelmed with grief, he collapsed to the ground.

Ye Qiao pulled him back just in time, preventing him from making a close contact with the ground, and waved goodbye in a friendly manner.

"Hey friend, do you like battle royale?"

The boy's voice was hoarse. "What do you think?"

He ran until his throat was so dry he could taste blood, while she strolled around leisurely, clearly toying with her prey.

Is this fucking fun?

She was completely humiliating herself.

"You might as well just kill me." He turned his head away, his expression icy.

"Just kidding." Ye Qiao looked at his tightly clenched fists and offered a few insincere words of comfort. "I'm not a bad person."

Whether he was completely giving up and not planning to live, or just trying to buy time, the boy actually laughed and said, "Do you even believe what you're saying?"

Ye Qiao thought to herself, "Why don't you believe me? She's definitely not a bad person."

Perhaps seeing that Ye Qiao didn't intend to make a move, he took a deep breath and began to plead in a low voice, "Please. Let me go."

"If you won't kill me, can you at least let me go?"

Who doesn't want to live? What if? What if he can get out alive? His family is waiting for him.

Just as Ye Qiao was about to drive the man crazy, she asked, "Where do you all meet?"

He kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything, so Ye Qiao didn't ask any further questions.

She didn't intend to leave the secret realm; instead, she stayed to play with the demon kings. With most of the Demon Emperor Pill crushed in her hand, she figured since she was already there, she might as well try to take this opportunity to completely absorb the Demon Emperor Pill.

She needed to figure out a way to get the others out of the secret realm while she stayed behind.

Ye Qiao has done all she can. She will buy them time to escape. Now, it depends on whether Si Miaoyan and the others can safely lead everyone out of the secret realm.

Countless cultivators were hunted by demonic beasts, and a fierce battle for survival ensued. They not only had to leave the secret realm, but also had to safely bring most of the cultivators out of the secret realm. The difficulty level was extremely high, and none of the cultivators who escaped thought they could survive.

But people always hope for miracles, even though most miracles don't happen to them.

But what if?

Even a one in ten thousand chance holds a sliver of hope. Driven by a powerful will to survive, the young man in front of Ye Qiao's adrenaline surged, and he suddenly sprang to his feet, swinging a dagger at her.

So fast was he that even Ye Qiao was almost stabbed. He had embedded a crystal in his dagger, which looked quite valuable. It was engraved with wind patterns related to speed. Seeing that she had dodged his attack, he stabbed down like a madman, with fierce and violent force.

Ye Qiao cleverly deflected his force and then punched him to calm him down.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll show you something funny."

Her tone was still insincere, even flippant. The problem is, Ye Qiao has always been like that; as long as it doesn't concern her, she doesn't care even if the sky falls.

The boy kept shaking his head; he didn't want to see. He curled up in fear, his teeth clenched tightly, his whole body cold.

Ye Qiao didn't have time to tease him anymore. Those demonic beasts killed people very quickly. If she was any slower, everyone in the secret realm might really perish in the Cloud and Smoke Secret Realm.

She moved her wrist.

I did not see you draw your sword.

The jet-black staff spread out like thick ink, and in that instant, the sword spirit opened its jet-black eyes, hovering above the sword that had been thrown into the air.

One.

Ye Qiao quickly found the Flying Immortal Sword again.

the second.

Ye Qiao's strange behavior made the boy's eyes widen. He was completely bewildered and even thought blankly, "Now even the Demon Emperor can use a sword?"

What is she doing with the sword?

Kill yourself?

He bit his lip, somewhat bewildered.

Ignoring his blank expression, Ye Qiao tossed her sword high into the air again. With one hand, she threw the sword, and a snow-white sword light spread out, with the moon-colored sword spirit's shadowy figure appearing and overlapping in front of her.

A sword comes from the west.

A celestial being descends from the heavens.

Ye Qiao swung her sword with lightning speed, her knees slightly bent. It was not surprising that the Flying Immortal Sword was recognized. As the sword spirit that was once the top sword on the Spirit Sword Ranking, the Flying Immortal Sword itself was light and swift, and was well known to all sword cultivators.

"That is..."

"The Flying Immortal Sword, once ranked number one on the Spirit Sword Ranking?"

His voice was trembling.

The Flying Immortal Sword is said to be gentle when encountering the weak and strong when encountering the strong. Unlike those sword spirits that are incredibly powerful from birth, its strength depends on the sword master's own abilities.

Because his attributes and strength were too weak, he was kept in the Sword Cave of the Sword Inquiry Sect for many years, and it is still a mystery which disciple took him away.

So there really is a direct descendant of this scoundrel?

However, amidst a jumble of thoughts, all his words eventually coalesced into a single sentence: Damn.