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

Ye Qiao reluctantly explained, "I was lying to you. I really am a sword cultivator."

She just likes to talk nonsense. Is there anything wrong with talking nonsense? There's nothing wrong with talking nonsense!

Seeing their expressions change again, Ye Qiao quickly explained, "But I didn't completely lie to you either."

"I am actually a practitioner of three cultivations."

"..."

"Hit her."

"Let's defeat her before her henchmen arrive, then we can leave the secret realm!"

"Yes, defeat her. We'll fight her to the death."

They pointed their swords at her, ready to fight to the death, defeat the evil final boss, and achieve final victory.

Evil Boss Ye Qiao: "..."

She noticed with her sharp eyes that the non-sword cultivators had calmly picked up stones and were preparing to smash them all at her. This unity and determination made her want to cry. She wished she wasn't the one being attacked.

Instead of clearing things up for themselves, Mingxuan and the others applauded from the sidelines.

Ye Qiao cursed under her breath. Before being ganged up on again, she twirled her Xuan Sword, unleashing the first move of the Qingfeng Technique, which created a hurricane that crushed countless rocks into dust. The sword's edge remained exceptionally sharp as it traced its edge from her fingertips. Her voice was calm: "Do you believe me now?"

"I have no intention of being your enemy."

"Calm down."

Everyone hesitated and gripped their swords tightly. Ye Qiao's sword strike was indeed a sword shadow, but it still couldn't prove anything, since there was no rule saying that the Demon Emperor couldn't use a sword.

But even a fool would understand: if she were truly the Demon Queen of the demon race, why would she waste her breath talking to them at this point?

and so--

They simultaneously relaxed their furrowed brows, hesitated for a moment, and slowly uttered the soul-searching question: "Are you really a sword cultivator?"

Isn't that just her camouflage?

"Otherwise what?" Ye Qiao thought to herself. Did they really want her to pull out her big sword and show it to them?

They fell silent. Was she a person?

It's hard to imagine that she is actually a person.

Even more unimaginable is that the demon race, with all its beasts paying homage, was actually worshipping a human cultivator. They blankly sheathed their swords, looking at each other with the same bewildered expression.

I can't understand how she did it. I can't understand why, when everyone is in the same secret realm and at the same level, her progress and situation are completely different from theirs.

While they were being hunted, this guy leisurely played around with the demons.

Nima.

What's most shocking is that she's also a sword cultivator.

She can't possibly be a sword cultivator?!

"She's just a sword cultivator." Mingxuan's smile faded slightly. Seeing their dazed expressions, he couldn't help but feel a little incredulous: "You really believed all that nonsense she spouted about camouflage?"

He thought that no one would believe such blatant nonsense.

"..."

Depend on.

The problem is, they actually believed it.

The three cultivators had only heard of one of their disciples, who had once broken the dominance of the Sword Inquiry Sect. They had only heard of such a person and found it hard to imagine that such a cultivator would appear in their secret realm.

"But..." one of the monks stammered, "She looks so... decent?" She doesn't seem like the kind of person who's good at making things up.

Mingxuan laughed: "That Song Hansheng looks quite respectable. Is he a good person?"

Song Hansheng: "..."

Do not cue.

The cultivator who had just been speaking to Mingxuan fell silent.

Mingxuan continued to smile, trying to get someone to agree with him: "Right, you also think what I said makes sense, right?"

"No." The monk paused.

He didn't think Mingxuan's words made sense, but rather, he felt that "the name you mentioned sounds strangely familiar."

"I do know someone else named Song Hansheng."

Song Hansheng, who ranked first on the Talisman Cultivator list, was quite famous. However, there were not as many Talisman Cultivators as Sword Cultivators. Although both were top-ranked, Song Hansheng was far less impressive than Ye Qinghan.

"You share the same name as the chief disciple of the Moon Purity Sect?"

Mingxuan considered for a moment, then smiled: "Is there any possibility that he is the chief disciple of the Yueqing Sect?"

"Haha." Someone scoffed.

"How could he be the chief disciple of the Yueqing Sect? If he is the chief disciple of the Yueqing Sect, then I am the number one swordsman."

But as soon as they finished speaking, their smiles vanished, and they suddenly realized that if what Ming Xuan said about the young man in blue clothes with a cold face who seemed to be owed eight million by everyone actually matched the rumored personality of the chief disciple of the Yueqing Sect.

Whether it's his terrible temper or his extremely foul mouth, it's all in line with the fine traditions of the Yueqing clan.

"So you're the legendary Moon Purity Sect?"

Su Zhuo was displeased with their subtle tone when they mentioned his sect, and said unfriendly, "What? You rogue cultivators have a problem with us?"

"No, no objection."

The crowd, who had been somewhat skeptical, were immediately convinced once Su Zhuo spoke.

Yes, yes, that's it!

As is widely known, Yueqing Sect's famous representative works include "Randomly Discriminating Against Unaffiliated Cultivators," "Running Wild in Small Secret Realms," and "Escaping Unscathed from Danger."

"Mingxuan," Song Hansheng said coldly, "Will you die if you don't speak?"

Mingxuan was grabbed by the collar. He paused for a moment, then said, "I think things are getting a little ambiguous between us right now. What do you think?"

Song Hansheng looked like he was about to vomit and immediately let go.

Not long ago, someone in the crowd called out Ye Qiao's name a few times.

"So you're Song Hansheng, and she's Ye Qiao?"

"Cultivating three paths simultaneously, the new number one?"

All the disciples of the Grand Competition have been randomly tortured by her, even the Demon Lord and the Evil God have suffered at her hands. Thinking about it this way, it seems that the worship of all beasts is just a routine operation.

At that time, Ye Qiao, who was at the center of public opinion and attracting much attention, was holding Lu Xiaoming and handing him to Ming Xuan: "This is the Lu family's precious treasure."

She whispered in his ear, "When we leave the secret realm, let's see if we can get in touch with the Lu family. We can try to curry favor with them then."

Mingxuan's expression turned serious. "The Lu family? Which Lu family?"

"Ningze City. They have money, and most of their cultivators are powerful. We might be able to borrow some people from them then." More than half of the Changming Sect's disciples were evacuated by the elders, and they are currently short of manpower.

"Ningze City...that large, independent city?" Mingxuan pondered for a moment, then realized, "I will definitely take good care of him."

The secret realm is the perfect place for robbing and pillaging. If he is really a member of the Lu family, then he is guaranteed to make a profit.

Lu Xiaoming shrugged and listened to the two discussing how to use him as a bargaining chip. His initial anxiety subsided, and he felt that he had at least managed to get on their good side.

Otherwise, why would Ye Qiao extort herself instead of others?

As the number one sect, Changming Sect's disciples are definitely powerful. Although only two people entered the secret realm this time, it is said that quality is more important than quantity. Take Ye Qiao as an example; all the monsters in the secret realm are her lackeys.

At this moment, he was filled with awe and reverence for Ye Qiao.

That's a character with five sword spirits at their disposal; how could ordinary people possibly compete with that?