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

Mu Li asked Xie Chuxue very sincerely if she was an idiot. To be honest, that was a philosophical question.

Ye Qiao replied, "He is, but not entirely."

After all, he was very cunning, and he had to be careful with his words when dealing with Xie Chuxue.

Xie Chuxue carefully observed her outfit. Ye Qiao had a jade pendant hanging at her waist. It was a piece of spiritual jade that could gather spiritual energy. The jade pendant alone was a top-grade magic artifact.

He raised an eyebrow, turned to Zhou Xingyun and whispered, "Could it be that one of your junior brothers, finding our sect too poor, finally chose to sell himself for personal gain and found a wealthy young Daoist partner?"

Otherwise, it would be hard to explain where she got the robes of a personal disciple.

Zhou Xingyun shook his head. "I don't know. However... it's not impossible."

"And," Zhou Xingyun thought for a moment, then added hesitantly, "she and Ye Qinghan are quite familiar with each other." After all, everyone knows that Ye Qinghan has a penchant for cross-dressing, so they must be close friends.

He felt that Ye Qiao was probably not a bad person.

"Ye Qinghan's friend?" Xie Chuxue smiled. "Then why is she wearing our Changming Sect disciple robes?"

Zhou Xingyun fell silent.

So, no matter how you look at it, she's just too suspicious!

Listening to the two of them, Ye Qiao felt that things might be a bit bad. Xie Chuxue was suspicious by nature, and there were many suspicious things about her. If she couldn't explain her identity, she might lock her up.

She has trials to complete; she can't possibly be imprisoned in the Changming Sect.

Ye Qiao focused her gaze on her nose and her mind for a moment. She was at the Nascent Soul stage, and the two were not speaking in hushed tones, so she heard everything clearly. She then stated, "I know Mu Chongxi from your sect."

"I'm really not a bad person," she said calmly. "I want to talk to him."

Of these senior brothers, Mu Chongxi, being the most naive and innocent, is the easiest to fool.

Ye Qiao didn't want to follow the path of becoming a disciple of the prison system. Talking to Mu Chongxi was the best option right now, at least so that they wouldn't all look at her with such wary eyes, making her seem like some kind of demon.

When did the Changming Sect become so paranoid?

In Ye Qiao's memory, the original discipline of the Changming Sect was undeniably lax.

Seeing this, Xie Chuxue called Mu Chongxi over with great interest, wanting to hear what excuse she could come up with.

Ye Qiao glanced around at all the elders present. The Changming Sect elder was the mole, and it didn't seem safe to discuss it in front of so many elders. She made a condition: "I want to talk to Mu Chongxi privately."

"May I?"

Xie Chuxue nodded, patted her shoulder, and said meaningfully, drawing out her words without objection, "Of course you can."

Ye Qiao let out a barely perceptible sigh of relief.

She was genuinely afraid to face Xie Chuxue.

The eldest brother was alright; he wasn't as cunning as Xie Chuxue. When dealing with Xie Chuxue, he always had to think carefully before speaking, for fear of being caught out of some loophole.

Ye Qiao came here for a trial and didn't know when she could leave, so it would be best to reveal some of the truth.

Zhou Xingyun stared at her coldly, still treating her as a suspect: "Who taught you your swordsmanship?"

Learning by stealing someone's skills?

No, she definitely has someone teaching her.

The sword's sharp, cold edge had a touch of Duan Yu's style.

Seeing that his explanations were ineffective, Ye Qiao pondered: Wasn't her senior brother used to be someone who couldn't be bothered with anything? What had happened to make him so suspicious?

Unable to figure it out for the moment, she simply said, "I've seen you use it by chance. I can only imitate the general idea, so don't worry, I didn't steal any of your sword techniques."

"That's not what I meant," Zhou Xingyun explained, pursing his lips slightly. "Photographic memory?"

Ye Qiao: "I guess so."

Zhou Xingyun sized her up. On the path of cultivation, the talent of photographic memory is terrifying.

This ability is impossible to defend against, causing many opponents to feel constrained in battle, even hesitant to use many moves, for fear that the opponent will suddenly demonstrate their swordsmanship to them, saying, "Your swordsmanship is really good, but unfortunately, it will be mine in the next second."

Of course, whether her words are true or false remains to be verified, or she may be talking nonsense.

The Second Elder of the Changming Sect looked her up and down, examining her Changming Sect disciple's robes with curiosity and a hint of mockery in his expression: "So, brat. Our Xiao Xi is so poor she can't even afford food, so she's chosen to sell herself to you? The clothes you're wearing... if I'm not mistaken, they should be Mu Chongxi's, right?"

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I still have 8,000 words left to write today. I'll try my best to finish this little chapter quickly. There will be a small climax after Qiaoqiao's tribulation stage.