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

Ye Qiao's hand, holding the talisman, trembled slightly: "..."

What the hell?

Not only was she stunned, but everyone else was dumbfounded.

So this thing kept pressing closer, scaring Ye Qiao so much that she almost thought she had killed its second uncle. And all it did was put on a show of exploding on the spot?

His clenched fist stiffened slightly for a moment, his gentle voice tightening slightly, carrying a sharp killing intent and coldness, "What are you doing? Kill her."

The Golden Lotus of Merit was clearly urged and hesitated for a long time before choosing to slowly circle around in the sky.

"What are you doing?"

"The Golden Lotus of Merit???" His voice was so loud that he almost lost his composure on the spot.

Seeing the constipated look on Shenzi's face, Ye Qiao below almost burst out laughing.

Although she couldn't understand what Hua was up to, Ye Qiao secretly felt pleased by the expression on Shenzi's face.

Ye Qiao himself was confused about the situation, and the Divine Child was even more puzzled. The lotus in his hand was the Golden Lotus of Merit, which was passed down from generation to generation in Buddhism and Taoism. It was the head of the Four Lotuses and had been bound to him since he was a child. Its power and effect were far superior to other spiritual artifacts.

For more than a decade, he has never tasted defeat when competing with his peers.

What's wrong with you now?

Performing a flower-blooming act for Ye Qiao? Who are you trying to seduce?!

Ye Qiao had heard of the Four Great Lotuses.

They are respectively the Pure World Blue Lotus, the Merit Golden Lotus, the World-Destroying Black Lotus, and a Chaos Red Lotus.

A primordial spiritual artifact, a lotus flower born from heaven and earth, with this golden lotus as its centerpiece, truly lives up to its reputation; it is indeed an absolute weapon of destruction.

Seeing that it was playing dumb and circling instead of attacking, Ye Qiao didn't hesitate and transmitted her voice to the demon kings in the tree, "Smash that lotus flower down."

Ye Qiao wanted to take it apart to study what it was.

Merit Lotus: "..."

Innate spiritual artifacts are usually inclined to seek advantage and avoid harm, and it subconsciously trembled.

Several demon kings, having received orders, leaped down from mid-air, billowing dust obscuring the view.

The demon kings, in their various forms, reverted to their original forms and, upon seeing a group of Buddhist cultivators, their mouths watered.

Buddhist practice.

The demons avoided it like the plague, but it was a great tonic for the monsters. Suddenly, five demon kings appeared with great interest. One of the demons flicked its fluffy tail with interest and released the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage. In an instant, the Buddhist cultivators who had been so arrogant before were pressed down and were on the verge of collapse.

A demon king in the Nascent Soul stage.

They broke out in a cold sweat.

The Golden Lotus of Merit, that useless thing, actually pretended to be dead at the crucial moment. The Divine Son suddenly withdrew the lotus back into his palm. The Buddhist cultivator beside him swallowed hard without making a sound. "Divine Son, this situation seems to be bad."

It's not just bad, it's extremely bad.

The five Nascent Soul stage demon kings looked at them as if they were fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered. A Nascent Soul cultivator against a Golden Core cultivator was an overwhelming and predictable battle. The best option was to retreat; if they withdrew now, they still had a chance to escape.

However, the Divine Child clenched his fists tightly, looked at Ye Qiao, and said in a low voice, "But I will not be satisfied until I get rid of her."

He curled his lips slightly, his voice brief, "Furthermore, Ye Qiao possesses countless magical artifacts. Don't you want to take them for yourselves?"

The treasures in her hands were truly enviable.

People in the cultivation world are not the only ones who know that Ye Qiao possesses multiple spiritual artifacts. Is it that they don't want them?

The main problem is that we can't beat them.

Those stronger than her aren't as seductive, and those more seductive aren't as strong.

Of course, I haven't seen anyone more skilled at it than her so far.

The goddess was puzzled. Why was she so lucky to get so many good things so easily?

The five demon kings surrounded the Buddhist cultivators like arrows released from a bow. Their movements were so fast that they could not be caught by the naked eye. They approached bit by bit, and the oppressive feeling and fear gradually engulfed them. The only thing they could use, the golden lotus, became a beautiful but useless thing at the critical moment. The divine son stared at the lotus in his hand and looked at Ye Qiao. He seemed to have figured something out. He suddenly sneered and raised his voice: "Ye Qiao, you have only gotten to where you are today by relying on good luck."

All he could think of was that Ye Qiao was lucky; otherwise, why wouldn't the Golden Lotus of Merit be useful at the crucial moment?

And why did the demon kings appear so coincidentally?

It's simply that Ye Qiao was lucky enough.

"Me, by luck?" Fine, Ye Qiao admitted it. After all, none of us here would have made it this far without some luck; we'd all be dead somewhere long ago. "What about your goddess Yun Que? She seems to have pretty good luck too."

Don't think she didn't realize he was a true fan of Yun Que. It's unbelievable that Yun Que actually had a true fan.

"Of course, Xiao Que couldn't have relied solely on luck like you," he said matter-of-factly. "She certainly relied on her own abilities."

After saying that, the young man's light gold eyes were cold and showed a hint of contempt. "Not everyone will be as lucky as you."

Ye Qiao: "..."

Go to hell!

"Xiao Ai, can you help me kill him?"

She clutched her chest, heartbroken: "He slandered me!"

She wants to report this trashy god-son for negatively impacting the mental health of teenagers in the cultivation world.

Mu Li: "..." No, are you sick? Are we that close? Why would I help you get revenge?

Ye Qiao was just saying it casually. She was determined to make everyone unhappy, and Mu Li was obviously unhappy, so she felt a little better.

The Dark Book is the most prized treasure of the Sword Inquiry Sect, and the Crescent Crossbow is a spiritual weapon she obtained through trials. The Ghost King Tower and the water-based spiritual weapon—one from the Ghost Realm and the other from the Dragon Palace—were both acquired through her own abilities.

Why is it that when Yun Que gets a spiritual artifact, it's considered destiny, but when she gets one, it's just pure luck?

Ye Qiao was indignant: "Just because you're a die-hard fan of Yun Que, you're going to slander me? I'm still a top influencer in the cultivation world."

"?" The divine child looked at her, puzzled.

What is a true fan? And what is a top influencer?

The young man's light gold eyes gleamed coldly. "Do you know? Saying these nonsense won't get you anywhere."

He stuffed that shameful, worthless Golden Lotus of Merit into his mustard seed bag, made a hand seal with his fingertips, lowered his eyes, and a slightly eerie pale golden pattern appeared between his eyebrows and eyes. At the same time, one of the Buddhist cultivators was easily pressed under the Demon King's claws. Accompanied by the Buddhist cultivator's panicked screams, his fingertip incantations flipped slightly in the air.

Then it was tossed down lightly—

For everyone present, it was a moment of slight darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that all the demon kings within that radius had been blasted into dust.

The ground was scorched black, and a huge crater had appeared out of nowhere. An indescribable smell of burning filled the air. Several demon kings that were trying to escape instinctively straightened their tails, bared their teeth, and stared intently at the scene, letting out piercing cries.

The tremor caused countless people to bleed from their noses and mouths.

Ye Qiao's sea of ​​consciousness was also shaken, and he felt dizzy, but that didn't matter.

The important thing is what just happened?

Holy crap?!

He was just blown to ashes by a cursed seal?

What kind of curse seal is so powerful?

Many demon kings fiercely pawed at the ground, letting out threatening roars from their throats. The divine child's light golden eyes curved as she coldly stared at her.

Buddhism and Taoism have always been regarded as the path that best aligns with the will of Heaven, and all their spells and incantations are gifts and inheritances from Heaven.

Most of them are cultivators of the Path of the Common People, and all Buddhist cultivators are steadfast. They represent the Heavenly Path and call themselves divine messengers.

As a divine son of Buddhism and Taoism, he was attracted to Yun Que because he was deeply drawn to the goddess-like purity and love for humanity emanating from the young girl.

It was a kind of simplicity and purity that no other cultivator possessed; he preferred to call it a feeling.

Ye Qiao had no idea how this idiot could like Yun Que, and she didn't care.

Her attention was completely drawn to his spell seal. She subconsciously touched the mark on her wrist, recalling the hand gesture he had just made, and suddenly felt eager to try it herself. That divine son had just used a spell seal at the Golden Core stage. Holy crap, the Golden Core stage could have this kind of power? Sorry, she would never curse the Heavenly Dao for being stingy again.

Moreover, since this divine child's Golden Core stage curse seal can have this effect...

If she were to suppress the Myriad Manifestations Annihilation power bestowed upon her by the Heavenly Dao to the Golden Core stage, wouldn't that mean—