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

Next, Ye Qiao proved with her strength that there was no consequence for offending Fu Xiu.

Su Zhuo dared not speak out despite his anger throughout.

But he was also having a bad run of luck, losing to Ye Qiao several times in a row. He subconsciously widened his eyes. After losing to Ye Qiao several times in a row, Su Zhuo got a little carried away.

He gave all the talismans he could find in his mustard seed bag to Ye Qiao to pay off his debt, determined to win this round against her.

However, from then on, he lost every single bet. Without exception.

For a moment, Su Zhuo almost suspected that Ye Qiao had done something, after all, her knowledge was far superior to theirs, and it wasn't impossible for her to do something.

The boy's face darkened slightly, and he turned to leave: "I'm not playing anymore."

"I'm out of talismans."

He was already exhausted from the previous battle. He couldn't withstand this onslaught; if he lost again, he'd have to pay her back even his underwear.

No one is Ye Qiao, who can rob wherever he goes and always manage to obtain resources on the spot.

"Hey, can't accept losing? You haven't paid back the bet you lost earlier."

Ye Qiao reached out to stop her. This time, she could swear that she really didn't use her divine sense to cause trouble. She was also pleasantly surprised that she could always beat Su Zhuo after losing so many times in a row.

Has the Heavenly Dao finally opened its eyes?

Mingxuan stroked his chin, also wondering if Ye Qiao was targeting Su Zhuo. He didn't connect it to the Heavenly Dao, that mysterious and unfathomable existence, whose very existence remained to be verified. At this moment, he simply felt that Ye Qiao's luck seemed to be slightly better when facing the Yueqing Sect.

Winning every time is absurd.

Almost everyone suspected she had tampered with it, but there was no evidence.

But a win is a win, right? Mingxuan said lightly, "You're out of talismans? Then let your senior brother pay off the debt. Where are your senior brother and junior sister? Little Mingyi?"

Mingyi buried his head in his knees and pretended to be dead.

Mingxuan shrugged, not wanting to make things difficult for his own family, and looked at the other person:

"Zhai Chen?"

Zhai Chen, who was usually taciturn, tried his best to make his expression look more honest and sincere. "Actually, I'm not familiar with him."

Su Zhuo: "..."

Song Hansheng glanced at Su Zhuo with even more disgust: "You make me feel ashamed."

He's not good at fighting, not good at setting up formations, and even when he's gambling on luck, he can't even beat Ye Qiao, this African chief.

Damn it!!

Su Zhuo: "..."

He wanted to break down and retort to Song Hansheng, but after thinking about it, he felt that he had lost so many games and was not worthy of breaking down at all, which made him even more devastated.

What's wrong, Ye Qiao? It's just that you offended her before.

There's no need to be so emotionally fragile, is there?

Mingyi crossed her arms and glared coldly at Mingxuan several times.

After thinking for a moment, Mingxuan decided to spare his own people and instead target Zhai Chen and Song Hansheng, whom he was not very familiar with.

"Don't steal my things! You idiots!" Song Hansheng never expected that the fire would spread to him. He stood up in a panic and tried to run away, but Ye Qiao easily grabbed him and pulled him back.

"Your clothes are Buddhist robes, aren't they?" Mingxuan tugged at his sect robes and laughed, "Why don't you take them off to pay off your debt?"

Having said that, Mingxuan, a representative of the action-oriented type, immediately took action against him.

"How dare you, Mingxuan! Let go of my senior brother's pants right now!" Su Zhuo was shocked and rushed forward to hug the other's waist, determined to defend his senior brother's innocence to the death.

Although he didn't like Song Hansheng, he was still the top student of their Yueqing Sect! He was their face!

Seeing this, Duan Hengdao frantically urged his senior brother next to him, who exclaimed in surprise, "Fourth senior brother, look! Your idol Ye Qiao is being ganged up on by the Yueqing Sect!"

Yes, after Fang Zhiyao's repeated mindless praise of Ye Qiao, they all concluded that the identity of Chengfeng Sect's direct disciple was actually just a cover for Fang Zhiyao, and his true identity was Ye Qiao's fan.

Fang Zhiyao: "Huh?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly joined the battle.

As the three sides clashed, the entire secret realm was thrown into chaos.

……

"Miaomiao." The peaceful and unassuming Biyue Sect was finally able to sit down and have a chat.

"Is something wrong with your Green Lotus?" Si Miaoyan tugged at her junior sister, who was watching the scene unfold, to bring her back to her senses.

She still couldn't quite understand it.

Miao Miao is the owner of the spiritual artifact. Logically speaking, even if the spiritual artifact has a favorite heir, this situation should not occur. At that time, the Pure Lotus was like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, gently opening its petals and seducing Ye Qiao.

But Ye Qiao wasn't exactly a heartthrob.

Some magical artifacts even avoided her like the plague.

Jing Shilian's attitude was truly quite subtle.

Si Miaoyan continued to ponder, "Could it be... that she has some trump card that we don't know about?"

"I don't know." Miao Miao shrugged, seemingly indifferent. "Who knows? Whatever."

The very reason a trump card is a trump card is that it doesn't need to be, and can't be, told to everyone, right? If Ye Qiao wants to hide it, then let her keep it hidden.

They, as cultivators, don't need to compare themselves to Ye Qiao.

The ones who should feel the pressure are the sword cultivators.

"Hey." Duan Hengdao peeked out and eavesdropped for a moment before complaining, "I've noticed that you chief scholars have a really strong thirst for knowledge. That can easily lead to trouble."

The consequence of Qin Huai's excessive thirst for knowledge was that he lost the bet and was left to be enslaved by Ye Qiao.

Being too curious can lead to encountering bad people!

Si Miaoyan smiled gently and told him, "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute, Duan Hengdao."

A smile appeared on the boy's cute, baby-faced face: "No, that won't do. I don't have any other hobbies, I just like talking."

Si Miaoyan raised an eyebrow slightly, wondering why Duan Hengdao, who looked so young, had such a wild name.

I just can't figure it out.

Unable to understand, she took advantage of the moment when everyone had finally managed to sit down and chat peacefully, and asked softly, "What were your parents thinking when they named you this?"

Duan Hengdao scratched his head sheepishly. There were no girls in Chengfeng Sect. Seeing Si Miaoyan approaching, he stammered slightly, "You know, right? There's a poem that goes like this: 'I laugh as I brandish my sword towards the sky.'"

Having just robbed the Qing clan members two months prior, Ye Qiao hurriedly replied, "So I'm going to sleep after I finish laughing?"

"Not Ye Qiao, have you ever been to school?" Duan Hengdao asked after a moment of silence, his expression incredulous.

Ye Qiao: "I was just kidding."

To be fair, the names of the disciples in the sect are quite meaningful.

Ye Qiao rarely remembers anyone's name, but in the novel, the names of the direct disciples of each sect left a surprisingly deep impression on her.

Especially in the novel, when the disciple named Mu Chongxi makes his first appearance.

The sunflowers in the green garden await the morning dew to dry in the sun. Spring's warmth spreads its grace, and all things shine with glory.

Ye Qiao thought about his name carefully at the time and thought it was a good choice.

Therefore, the other person's death left a deep impression on her.

Youth is like the radiant rising sun.

It was noisy when we arrived.

He died in solitude.