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

With the closure of the secret realm and the passage of time, coupled with the instigation of some people, the voices of condemnation from the outside world have become very intense.

Some indignant cultivators even came up with a slogan: "Down with Changming Sect, and give justice to the rogue cultivators in the cultivation world!" This resonated with many rogue cultivators. In the cultivation world, unless they are extremely powerful, most rogue cultivators with poor cultivation levels are discriminated against, ostracized, or even pushed out as cannon fodder to die in secret realms or other training grounds.

A group of trusted disciples locked down the secret realm, an act that clearly angered many.

They were clamoring and shouting to attack the Changming Sect.

Some people took it as a joke, while others found the situation a bit strange.

"Who came up with this slogan? It's so awful."

"Why are you fixated on the Changming Sect?"

"Wasn't the sealing of this secret realm done by talisman cultivators? In other words, isn't the Moon Purity Sect a bigger problem?"

As a result, Yueqing Sect's direct disciple remained hidden throughout the entire process.

As things escalated, various factions began to stir up trouble, jumping up and down, saying that Changming Sect was unworthy of its position, that its sect leader Qin Fanfan had been a weakling for so long, and that the other senior uncles and elders were utterly useless, doing nothing at all, and that if they couldn't be the head of the five sects, then another sect should take over.

"What did Changming Sect do to offend you? Those sects shouting down there, don't leave. We'll settle accounts with you one by one when the sect leader of Changming Sect returns."

"Please don't let them come back. If they do, will the other innocent people in the secret realm be able to return?"

"Innocent my foot! Aren't all those who can enter the secret realm fearless or hoping to gamble on an opportunity? There are plenty of cases where entire groups have been wiped out in the great secret realms. You can't blame all the problems on Ye Qiao and the others for locking the secret realm just because they died."

Some people were still praying, hoping that the monks would return safely.

Talking nonsense.

This is the perfect time for a sect to step forward and reassure people.

But who can step forward? Are they really going to shamelessly claim they can rescue people from the secret realm? Don't be ridiculous.

The five factions, who have always been at odds, surprisingly reached a unified understanding on this matter, with their leaders collectively playing dead.

"Five Sects, really, I'm devastated. Can your teamwork even be put to any use?"

"The secret realm of the Yueqing Clan's personal secrets, is that it? The Yueqing Clan should come out and take the blame."

"And the Changming Sect, it must have been Ye Qiao's idea. The Changming Sect should come out and take the blame."

"I'm dying of laughter. These two brothers who are willing to suffer together even when they're being scolded are truly touching."

"Changming Sect and Yueqing Sect, you two... good, good, good. I knew my Mingyue CP was real."

People on the forum were ecstatic.

Forums in the cultivation world are the fastest way for ordinary people to access inside information, which is why many people flock to them to gossip and leave comments.

Others are leaking information.

"I heard that nearly a thousand people were left in the secret realm, right? There's news from the Buddhist and Taoist sides that their divine sons are preparing to make a move."

"Oh ho, Buddhism and Taoism? I had almost forgotten that there were such beings as Buddhist cultivators in the cultivation world."

The Buddhist and Taoist sects are very powerful. Whether it's their sacred relics or the Bodhi tree they worship, they are considered a major religion in the cultivation world. But the problem is that, like Penglai, the Buddhist and Taoist sects do not participate in any conflicts. What is the meaning of their intervention now?

"They say they're heading towards the Changming Sect."

"The direct disciple from Penglai Island is still in the Changming Sect, and now another direct disciple from Buddhism and Taoism is here to spread their teachings. What's wrong with the Changming Sect? Is it a gathering place for direct disciples from various sects and religions? How amusing."

"The disciples of Penglai Island are also quite mystical. When they encounter people from the Buddhist and Taoist schools, hehe. Interesting."

"Isn't that just a duel between two charlatans?"

Not only that, the Buddhist and Taoist practitioners are very good at winning people's hearts. One after another, their brainless fans, calling him the chosen one, said that their divine son would step in to save everyone in the secret realm from their suffering.

"When did it become his turn to be the chosen one?"

"Hilarious! Saying Yun Que is the chosen one is more believable than those charlatans."

"What do you know? Our Son of God is the chosen one, the one everyone hopes for!"

"Exactly, do you even know what it means to be the chosen one?"

"Our divine son came here by the will of Heaven. He came to save the innocent rogue cultivators in the secret realm in accordance with the will of Heaven."

"right!"

"??? I'd like to ask, are your Buddhist and Taoist fans still mentally sound?"

……

Inside the secret realm, Si Miaoyan was methodically counting the current number of cultivators. When they first came to the Cloud Mist Secret Realm, there were over a thousand cultivators, and now there are more than eight hundred.

After roughly estimating the number, the crowd gasped in astonishment several times.

What does this survival rate mean?

There was a time when a team accidentally entered a Greater Rift and was completely wiped out within five days.

Looking at the battle records of the entire Great Secret Realm throughout history, it is hard to believe that a group of cultivators could achieve an 80% survival rate after being trapped for more than ten days.

This survival rate is unheard of even in the cultivation world.

"Ye Qiao." After holding back for a long time, the head of the Mu family shook hands with her solemnly and uttered a muffled sound: "I have long admired your name."

"But I've discovered..." he chuckled, looking at her, "that seeing is believing, no matter how much you hear about it."

In his opinion, the outside cultivators' evaluation and nickname for her, Ye Langlang, were still too modest.

How did she dare to issue orders in front of a group of demon kings without batting an eye? More importantly, what methods did she use to succeed?

"You are Ye Qiao?" Elder Mu looked at her strangely. The moment he revealed Ye Qiao and the others' identities, he understood.

No wonder I always felt that this group of people didn't fit in with the atmosphere of the secret realm.

So while everyone else came to the secret realm looking for opportunities, Ye Qiao and her group just randomly picked a place to go crazy.

Elder Mu had been wondering why his trip to the Great Secret Realm had been so fraught with misfortune.

It turns out they'd run into a bunch of troublemakers from the Changming Sect.

Disrespect and disrespect.

……

Once everyone had arrived, Si Miaoyan brought out the key to open the secret realm. She glanced at the night sky and said, "We'll open the secret realm at dawn."

There are too many unpredictable factors at night, and having the key in your hand doesn't guarantee success. Daytime is much safer than nighttime.

"Anyway, the demon kings are too busy to take care of themselves right now, let's wait until daytime to leave."

The sword formation in mid-air lingered for a long time, which showed how ferocious the five sword spirits were. Qin Huai suddenly realized why she had been holding back her sword technique and refused to use it, insisting on waiting for the Shadow Step to take form.

Since the sword spirit cannot take form, the sword formation cannot be maintained for long.

However, if there is a Blade Spirit supporting it, then that's a different story.

"Congratulations." Just as Ye Qiao was calculating how long Bu Jianjun and the others could hold out, Qin Huai's gentle voice came from beside her, startling her. Ye Qiao turned her head and looked at him in horror: "Congratulations on what?"

Qin Huai: "You've become everyone's savior. Aren't you happy?"

"Is it alright?" Ye Qiao thought he was crazy, deliberately trying to scare her. "But I don't intend to be any kind of savior."

She found a place to sit down, and somehow her sitting down triggered something in the others, who all sat down around her, forming a circle. Ye Qiao looked at them and thought, "That's fine, everyone can sit in a row and eat fruit together."

Why?

Qin Huai sat up slightly and looked at her, and suddenly felt like having a heart-to-heart talk with her, "You know, many people are looking forward to your performance in this war between the two races."

"They expect the same from you." Ye Qiao didn't have any lofty ideals.

She didn't want to be remembered in any battle.

Tai She died.

Those monks always had pretty childish slogans.

Qin Huai's eyes grew even more resentful, and his expression gradually turned expressionless. "I'm not number one."

Qin Huai is obsessed with becoming number one.

First there was Ye Qinghan, now there's Ye Qiao.

Are these people surnamed Ye poisonous?

"No. Are all you cultivators of the Path of Ruthlessness like this?" Ye Qiao: "So eager to be number one?"

Qin Huai's voice was indifferent as he looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, carrying a hint of superiority: "Isn't the highest realm of the Path of Ruthlessness the severing of the seven emotions and six desires, thus becoming invincible under heaven?"

Ye Qiao was surprised, "You've started dating Ye Qinghan?" They all aspire to be invincible.

She never dared to dream of such a grand ambition.

Qin Huai: "..."

Qin Huai and Ye Qinghan are essentially the same kind of people.

Or rather, apart from her senior brother being rather unremarkable, the other four chief disciples were all quite responsible. They valued their own honor and the honor of their sect, and all had a very strong competitive spirit.

Qin Huai clearly enjoyed applause and praise, and therefore, he raised an eyebrow in confusion: "Don't you like being number one?"

Ye Qiao's expression was a little strange. "That's not it. The main thing is, don't you guys feel tired?"

She became a disciple halfway through her training. Before her, the disciples' monotonous and tedious cultivation life was so boring that they couldn't even imagine it.

Seeing that Qin Huai still didn't understand, Ye Qiao tried to give an example: "Thousands of years ago, they also looked forward to those predecessors, hoping that they could save the cultivation world."

"So what was the final result?"

They had always heard of a great war that took place thousands of years ago, but they did not know the outcome of that war.

"I know, I know." Mingxuan squeezed his head in and chuckled, "In the end, of course, the heroes saved the cultivation world. They became famous for a single battle. Take your Spirit Swords for example, all of their former masters were legends."

All the swords ranked on the Spirit Sword List are spirit swords that once followed those genius predecessors in swordsmanship.

"The problem is, being number one isn't easy."

Ye Qiao rolled over. "Have you seen the TV series or anime? You probably haven't, but I have. Do you know what happened to the number one character in the series?"

"Although I don't understand what you're talking about, isn't it a good thing that heroes saved the world thousands of years ago?" Qin Huai really couldn't understand her mentality.

"Stories certainly don't all have just one ending."

Ye Qiao said seriously, "Where we're from, the common ending for heroes in anime is this: after the dust settles and the evil villain is defeated, a group of people stand at your grave to mourn the strongest, number one."

"The final slow-motion shot is of your black and white photograph, and the grass on your grave that has grown three feet tall."

Qin Huai: "..."