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

After finishing their meal, Mu Chongxi and the two parted ways.

After a day, Ye Qiao summarized a set of procedures. As an outer disciple of Changming Sect, all he needed to do was practice swordsmanship on time. He could sleep all day and act like a complete slacker without anyone saying anything.

Her cultivation level couldn't be too low, otherwise she would be kicked out of Changming Sect, which would be a huge loss. For this reason, Ye Qiao locked herself in her room for two whole months to study the cultivation method of breathing techniques.

Lazy people have their own ways of cultivating. The breathing techniques in the cultivation world are all variations on the same theme, which is nothing more than mobilizing spiritual energy to circulate within the body.

So Ye Qiao tried to create a spirit-gathering array using talismans. Before she transmigrated, she was an architecture designer and was very good at using the surrounding layout to make spiritual energy flow into her body automatically. The circulation speed was not only fast, but she also didn't have to work hard to cultivate every day.

In the past two months, she has progressed from the third level of Qi Refining to the fifth level.

……

As dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight appeared, the sky began to brighten.

After Ye Qiao opened her eyes, she gently exhaled a breath of turbid air. Before she could even clear the spiritual energy in her body, Du Chunxing hurriedly dragged her to the back mountain.

"Senior Brother Ming and Senior Brother Xue are coming to select inner disciples from our outer sect. Elder Zhao told us to gather at the back mountain."

Ye Qiao gave a faint "oh".

"Are you going to sleep again?" Du Chun looked at her listless state and didn't know what to say.

In just two months, the entire outer sect knew Ye Qiao's name.

It's not because she's particularly talented or hardworking, but because she spends all her time sleeping and being a complete slacker.

"Yes." Ye Qiao followed the group towards the back mountain with a dejected expression. The selection of inner disciples had nothing to do with her.

The Changming Sect holds a collective assessment every month, similar to a modern monthly exam. Based on Ye Qiao's years of experience being toughened up by society, she deeply understands one thing: people only remember the first and the last. She precisely maintained her grades at a middle level, neither outstanding nor the worst.

Even if there is a selection, it should be from the top ten outer sect members in terms of assessment scores. Someone like her, ranked hundreds of places away, shouldn't even think about it.

But it's human nature to join in the fun, so Du Chun pulled Ye Qiao and squeezed to the front of the crowd, enthusiastically introducing her, "That's Senior Brother Xue in front, and that's Senior Brother Ming behind."

She had already met Xue Yu before.

Ye Qiao's gaze fell on the boy behind her.

His snow-white clothes accentuated Mingxuan's handsome features. He held a folding fan in his hand and patted it lightly, looking quite dashing.

"Is that Mingxuan?"

Du Chun stared intently at the two people in front of him, looking every bit the die-hard fan: "Isn't he handsome? Many female cultivators in our Changming Sect want to marry him."

Ye Qiao raised an eyebrow. "Then they might be disappointed."

Why?

Ye Qiao casually said, "Because his mental state is unstable, he might go berserk one day."

"Don't joke around." Senior Brother Mingxuan's state of mind is unstable? How could that be?

Ye Qiao shrugged. She wasn't joking. In the novel, Ming Xuan fell into the demonic path because he couldn't break through his cultivation level for many years.

Neither of them spoke loudly, but Mingxuan, with his high cultivation level, still heard them. Originally, his attention wasn't on Ye Qiao, but the girl's next words, "unstable state of mind," made the young man suddenly narrow his eyes and look in her direction.

How did she know?

Xue Yu, who was standing next to her, also heard what she said. He chuckled softly and said, "She's the outer sect disciple I told you about not long ago."

"Isn't it interesting?"

Mingxuan tilted his head and looked at Ye Qiao: "That potato mine?"

Xue Yu sighed helplessly, "You can't talk to girls like that, Second Senior Brother."

Mingxuan scoffed, "She even cursed me to go mad with cultivation someday, so can't I call her a dwarf?"

"No." Xue Yu shook his head. He always felt that girls were the cutest creatures in the world. If he had a junior sister, he would give her everything.

Mingxuan clearly lacked any awareness of the need to be gentle with girls.

He was somewhat curious as to why Ye Qiao knew about his unstable state of mind. Ming Xuan pointed in her direction and turned to ask the elder beside him, "What path does she cultivate?"

Upon hearing this, the outer sect elder looked at him and asked, "Ye Qiao?"

He was somewhat puzzled as to why Mingxuan would notice such an inconspicuous disciple. "This child is a sword cultivator. His grades aren't bad, but they're still far behind the outstanding outer disciples."

"The problem is that this girl goes back to the courtyard to sleep after practicing her sword all day long. I don't know what she has to sleep on."

The path to immortality is clear and bright, but the road to immortality is long and arduous. How can one succeed without hard work?

These words made Mingxuan fall into deep thought.

I can't understand how such an unambitious disciple knew that his mind was unstable.

"Perhaps it's just a coincidence." Xue Yu shrugged helplessly, feeling that he was being too sensitive. How could a mere Qi Refining disciple know such a thing?

Meanwhile, Ye Qiao was still pondering whether to invite Mu Chongxi to go down the mountain together that night.

She's almost used up all the spirit-gathering array talismans she set up.

I need to go down the mountain to buy some talisman paper.

……

After selecting their new inner disciples, Xue Yu and Ming Xuan returned to the main peak together to report to the sect leader.

The two bowed slightly, "Master."

Qin Fanfan paced back and forth, looking at the two disciples with an unreadable expression. "I heard that the Yueqing Sect recently took in a personal disciple with a top-grade water spirit root."

Mingxuan was slightly surprised, "A top-grade water spirit root?"

That talent is indeed extremely high.

"Yes," Qin Fanfan said, stroking her beard. "I heard that Yunhen brought it back from the mortal realm. Top-grade spirits are extremely rare, and the Yueqing Sect managed to steal it away first."

"The Moonlit Clarity Sect has been making quite a splash these past few days," Qin Fanfan said, glaring at her disappointing disciples. "When are you going to show me some respect?"

It went in one ear and out the other.

Qin Fanfan didn't expect these disciples to do anything earth-shattering. In fact, he had already given up all hope for next year's competition.

The Changming Sect is not lacking in geniuses, after all, those who can participate in the competition are the most talented prodigies in the sect.

However, they can't compare to other sects year after year, and the disciples participating in this competition are all quite formidable.

Mu Chongxi and Ming Xuan didn't get along well in normal times, and they were already fighting amongst themselves before the competition even started. Once they got to the competition field, you could totally predict how it would end.

Not to mention Zhou Xingyun, who had the highest cultivation level, he was always half-dead, as if he was about to leave this beautiful world at any moment.

Xue Yu is considered the most normal one among the four.

"Is it so lively today?"

Speak of the devil, and he appears. Mu Chongxi strode in with an air of nonchalance, glanced at his two senior brothers, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "What does Master want with us?"

Seeing this disciple made Qin Fanfan angry. "You brat, can't you cause me less trouble? You're always running down the mountain with that outer disciple named Ye Qiao. Does he have a father or a mother down there?"

Mu Chongxi cried out in grievance, "Then no one else plays with me except Ye Qiao!"

He pointed at Xue Yu and Ming Xuan, "These two are always together, and Senior Brother Zhou is nowhere to be seen. Both the outer and inner sects are afraid of my personal disciple status. Only Ye Qiao is willing to accompany me down the mountain."

Sometimes Mu Chongxi found Ye Qiao very strange.

Unlike people in the cultivation world, he showed no fear of his personal disciples, but he liked Ye Qiao's indifferent attitude towards everyone.

After all, making friends isn't about finding servants, and he doesn't want the other person to always defer to him.

Qin Fanfan was speechless at these questions.

He coughed lightly, surprised that his junior disciple harbored such resentment. "That's why I've called you here today to ask you whether you'd like to find a junior sister or a junior brother?"

With only nine months left until the grand competition, he still couldn't find a suitable disciple. He thought it best to ask his disciples for their opinions.

"Of course it's Junior Sister. All other sects have Junior Sisters, but our sect is full of stinky men." Mu Chongxi said. "Even those clueless sword cultivators of the Sword Inquiry Sect have Junior Sisters."

Mingxuan glanced at him leisurely and sneered, "You talk like you're not a sword cultivator."

Xue Yu, who had been indifferent until now, raised his hand and offered his opinion: "I don't want junior brothers. Even the big yellow dog at our sect's gate finds Mu Chongxi annoying and not cute at all. I prefer girls."

Thinking about how she had taken in four grown men, Qin Fanfan felt there was some truth to it; it was time to take in a female disciple.

"Who do you think would be a better candidate?"

He pondered, "This year, there are a few talented individuals among the outer disciples. They are from several collateral branches of major clans."

"There are a few young girls with superior spiritual roots in the inner sect."

Mu Chongxi and Xue Yu blurted out at the same time, "Ye Qiao."

Meeting Qin Fanfan's slightly surprised gaze, Xue Yu remained calm and smiled slightly, "Master, I think she's quite good."

For some reason, he had a feeling that this junior sister would make the sect lively.

Coincidentally, he loves lively atmospheres the most.

Mingxuan frowned, but did not object. He didn't care much about talent. As for his junior sister, she was the darling of every sect.

So he reluctantly replied, "Whatever you want."

None of the three had any objections, but what about Zhou Xingyun?

His opinion is not important.

Qin Fanfan frowned. "Are you talking about Ye Qiao from the outer sect?"

He remembered Ye Qiao because this girl wasn't very talented, had no self-awareness as a cultivator, slept all day and acted like a complete idiot, and often tried to persuade Mu Chongxi to go down the mountain with her.

"Yes. It's her." Mu Chongxi said listlessly, "Anyway, we're always at the bottom of the class, and I don't think we'll find any geniuses this year. Ye Qiao is pretty good, she's lively and interesting."

Qin Fanfan remained silent for a few seconds, then strangely, she was convinced by this reason.

Logically speaking, the number of direct disciples should be especially important, as it relates to the ranking in the future sect competition. However, in reality, their Changming Sect has been ranked last for hundreds of years, so who the fifth direct disciple is has become less important.

No matter how strong you are, they remain firmly in last place.

I'm not going to argue anymore.

Their Changming Sect has completely given up!

……

Ye Qiao, who was already being targeted, was just about to lie down and go to sleep when the sect leader's sudden summons on the jade slip startled her so much that she jumped up from the bed.

metropolitan?

Ye Qiao has been in the sect for two months, and all he knows are outer disciples and elders.

Why would someone of the sect leader's caliber summon me?

She had a gut feeling that nothing good was coming, but she could only get up from the bed, put on her clothes in a daze, and drag her tired body to the main peak where the sect leader lived.

The mountain peaks soared into the clouds, with nine hundred stone steps leading up to them. Since Ye Qiao couldn't fly on a sword, she could only climb up step by step.

She rubbed her eyes, thinking as she walked.

pretty good.

Every time I pay my respects to the sect leader, I feel like an emperor ascending the throne.

"Sect Leader, greetings to my three senior brothers." She bowed slightly, not daring to raise her head the entire time.

The old man sitting up there is undoubtedly her boss.

Ye Qiao didn't know why the old man had called her here in the middle of the night. She kept her head down, looking down, so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open.

Qin Fanfan observed her discreetly, then sighed softly.

The rumors were indeed true.

This child is indeed unmotivated.

Nighttime is when spiritual energy is at its peak, and she actually used that precious time to sleep.

The sect leader, seated at the head of the table with his hands behind his back, asked in a gentle voice, "Would you like to become a personal disciple?"

Ye Qiaohu's body trembled.

What sins did she commit to become a disciple?

The girl remained silent, so Qin Fanfan assumed she was shy. She smiled slightly and pointed to the three people standing not far away, "These are your three senior brothers."

"You've probably met them before, right?"

Ye Qiao looked up and met Mu Chongxi's gaze.

No.

They went down the mountain together just a few days ago, and today he's become my senior brother?

Ye Qiao remained silent. Mu Chongxi winked at her, thinking she was too happy to speak.

Apart from Xue Yu, who noticed something amiss, no one else present considered the possibility that Ye Qiao was unwilling to become her personal disciple.

"Pack up, we'll move to the yard tomorrow." After a pause, Qin Fanfan specifically instructed, "Don't forget."

Ye Qiao took a deep breath and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Disciple obeys."

Qin Fanfan thought she was moved to tears, and was extremely gratified to see this. She hadn't expected that although the little girl wasn't very talented, she knew how to be grateful.