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

Ye Qiao: "..."

She was momentarily speechless, glanced at the elder, and said respectfully, "Did I think all the disciples of your sect were so unyielding to poverty and lowliness?"

"You overestimate us. Our disciples..." He chuckled coldly, "are worth far less than you think."

These words sounded like a joke, but the elder's contemptuous tone was so obvious that Ye Qiao couldn't help but glance at the elder in surprise.

To be honest, Second Elder...

Well, she didn't have much of an impression of that, but it was quite rare for an elder to use such a harsh tone with a disciple.

She clearly remembered that all the elders in the sect were quite kind. But the second elder in this world was like a powder keg, even flicking his whisk and looking at her with sharp eyes.

However, upon closer reflection, Ye Qiao understood the reason for the change in the other party's attitude. Competition among major sects is fierce, and a group of disciples of similar age are compared to each other. If they perform worse than other disciples of the same age and are not motivated, they are obviously good-for-nothings with no future, and the sects will not waste a second paying attention to them.

What they need are disciples who can bring them honor.

Clearly, the direct disciples of the Changming Sect could not give them face or honor, so they naturally didn't speak very kindly to them.

Ye Qiao waved her hand: "How about I chat with Mu Chongxi?"

She noticed that Zhou Xingyun wasn't wearing his personal robes, so Mu Chongxi probably wasn't either. Since they misunderstood her relationship with Mu Chongxi, she'd let them misunderstand for now; otherwise, it would be hard to explain how she got the sect robes.

The sect doesn't enforce strict rules regarding disciples' attire, but most disciples like to wear sect robes in public, fearing that if they cause trouble, their enemies won't know where to settle scores.

Mu Li: "Then why do you still wear your clan robes?" Doesn't she think the color of her clothes is too eye-catching?

Ye Qiao replied matter-of-factly, "The clan robe is, after all, a ceremonial robe; it's impervious to water and fire and very resistant to dirt."

The key is that it's easy to use; otherwise, she prefers more neutral-colored clothes, rather than vibrant red, which are dull and inconspicuous.

Xie Chuxue gave Ye Qiao a deep look, then called the other elders to leave temporarily. He went to call Mu Chongxi over and asked the two of them to chat on the main peak.

When Mu Chongxi rushed to the main peak, he was first met with sarcasm from the elders, who said that he was too young to cultivate properly, and that it was one thing for his senior brothers to be so decadent, but he was even dragging them down with him.

The young man pursed his lips and remained silent, instead gripping the sword at his waist. The moment he saw Ye Qiao's figure, the anger he had been holding back burst forth. Without a word, he unleashed a series of sword techniques, wanting to see who had the audacity to come to Changming Sect and slander him.

The sword light was dazzlingly bright, and the flames roared as the surrounding temperature rose, suddenly scorching the ends of Ye Qiao's long hair. The moment she turned her head, she laughed in anger.

Burn her hair. I can't stand it.

Without saying a word, he drew his sword.

It's alright, it's common for fellow disciples to exchange a few stabs when they meet.

As the Flying Immortal Sword was drawn, its snow-white light clashed with the Morning and Evening Sword, causing the sword to vibrate and emit a sharp, resounding clang. A surge of sword energy erupted from the Morning and Evening Sword, and a powerful pressure from the Void Refinement stage pressed down on her. Ye Qiao was forced to bend her knees slightly by the pressure, and she looked up in surprise. She quickly circulated her spiritual power and fought back instinctively, while her thoughts began to race.

Mu Chongxi's cultivation level is actually at the Refinement of Emptiness stage?

If I remember correctly, in the original story, her fourth senior brother was also at the Void Refinement stage when he died...

Does this mean that she doesn't have as much time as she thought?

Ye Qiao gradually became distracted, and Mu Chongxi seized the opportunity, suddenly knocking the sword from her hand. Ye Qiao came back to her senses, no longer continuing to entangle with him, but instead leaped back more than ten meters away. With a wave of her right hand, the Flying Immortal Sword in the distance transformed into a beam of light and fell back into her palm.

Mu Chongxi glanced at the spirit sword in her hand. Although he couldn't tell what kind of sword it was, it was at least a famous spirit sword that could go toe-to-toe with Chaoxi. He couldn't help but smile and looked her over, saying in an almost critical tone, "It's a pity that this sword is not good enough for you."

Ye Qiao also looked him up and down. Unlike the vibrant and bright boy she remembered, the young man had shed his childishness and looked exceptionally reliable. She smiled and explained, "It was just a mistake. I'm not usually that bad."

Mu Chongxi tilted his head, looked her over for a moment, and then said bluntly, "But you can't even use a sword. I've never seen such a useless swordsman."

He felt something was off when his senior brother asked him cryptically if he knew this unfamiliar disciple.

Upon seeing a complete stranger, Mu Chongxi instinctively wanted to chop her up.

It should be noted that as a swordsmanship genius, he had been exposed to swordsmen like Ye Qinghan and Zhou Xingyun since childhood, whose swordsmanship was extremely pleasing to the eye.

The swordsmanship of the person in front of me, let alone being pleasing to the eye, started off quite normally, but ended up being so bad that it was simply unbearable to watch.

Ye Qiao: "That's too much." She was only distracted for a moment, and suddenly she was reduced to a piece of trash in Mu Chongxi's eyes?

"Is that too much?" Mu Chongxi blinked and said, "But if you were a direct disciple of our sect, you would be expelled from the sect for having such terrible swordsmanship."

Ye Qiao said seriously, "I actually know how to use a sword, I wasn't paying attention just now."

Mu Chongxi: "Shall we fight again?" He smiled and leaned closer to her, looking at her carefully.

His attitude seemed quite friendly, but the next second, a flash of sword light appeared, and Ye Qiao suddenly jumped away. Cracks appeared in the ground, and the sword energy was menacing, chasing after her with every move. She stepped on the gentle breeze and dodged with relative ease.

Holy crap, they have no sense of martial ethics at all.

Mu Chongxi used to be a very upright person.

As she dodged his sword strikes, she accused him, "You've changed. He used to be a complete idiot."

"To be honest, are we that familiar?" Mu Chongxi's cold sword approached her again. If it weren't for Ta Qingfeng's fast movement, the sword would have decapitated her in a second. A chill crept up Ye Qiao's back.

Damn it, not a single one of my fellow disciples in this world is a good person.

Why is it that every time I'm involved in a competition, trial, or training session, things always start off disastrously?

Ye Qiao rubbed her face, her feet moving swiftly with the light breeze. Mu Chongxi looked at her cultivation technique, his lips pursed, "How exactly did you learn our sect's techniques? What is your purpose in coming to Changming Sect?"

Ye Qiao kept a safe distance from him at all times, looked at him, and said honestly, "We used to be a great team."

Mu Chongxi frowned: "What combination?"

She spoke frankly: "The two who get beaten up."

Mu Chongxi chuckled.

Ye Qiao: "Really."

She and Mu Chongxi used to be the only ones who suffered beatings from Elder Duan.

She privately thought that the two of them at least shared a revolutionary friendship, where they could be beaten together and then hug each other and cry together afterward.

At Changming Sect, she and Mu Chongxi were beaten by Elder Duan, Mingxuan was severely beaten by his junior uncle, and Xue Yu, because of his good temper and being the sect's only alchemist, was closely controlled by Elder Zhao.

In short, apart from the eldest brother, the four of them did not have an easy time training for survival under their elder brother.

Looking back, the time I spent in the sect was the most relaxing.

Mu Chongxi thought she was quite good at making things up out of thin air and imagining things out of thin air. He cupped his face in his hands, smiled at her, and said, "I don't believe it."

Ye Qiao didn't expect him to believe her. Now that Mu Chongxi had finished asking his questions, it was her turn to ask, "Where is your sword intent?"

In the original world, there were only three sword cultivators in the sect. She and Mu Chongxi often trained together, and she was far more familiar with Mu Chongxi's sword energy than Zhou Xingyun.

The sword wind when it chased me just now was very strange.

Mu Chongxi was taken aback, then shrugged as if he didn't care much and replied, "I have no sword intent."

"And what about your sword spirit?"

Ye Qiao pointed at his sword and found that the Chaoxi Sword was exceptionally dim, without any sign of life.

He paused, unconsciously stroking the blade: "It... has a spirit?"

"Spirit swords all possess spirits."

The difference lies only in the timing of their appearance. Some people spend their entire lives without ever seeing their sword spirit appear.

It seems this world really is quite similar to the original novel of that melodramatic, universally adored man. Ye Qiao couldn't help but ponder for a moment, recalling the original plot, and felt slightly incredulous: "No. Big brother, you really destroyed your Dao heart for Yun Que?"

The sect finally found a sword genius with extraordinary talent, but he couldn't find his own path because of his romantic entanglements. If the founders of the Changming Sect's sword cultivators knew this in the afterlife, they would be so angry that they would crawl out of the ground to settle scores with him.

He hadn't felt much at first, but Ye Qiao's incredulous question made Mu Chongxi feel an indescribable sense of shame.

Mu Chongxi gritted her teeth, instinctively wanting to retort, "I didn't."

"I just can't find my own sword intent yet."

What does this have to do with the magpie?

Ye Qiao stared at him for a moment, "Isn't that because your Dao heart isn't firm enough?"

"Look at Ye Qinghan, his first sword strike after landing was to kill the one he loved."

Ye Qiao wasn't bluffing him. Back then, Ye Qinghan's move "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" at the Ye family, which scattered countless sword shadows, was truly impressive.

"Who said that?" Mu Chongxi retorted without thinking when she heard her praising Ye Qinghan so lavishly: "He and Yun Que are happily together, he's no good person at all."

Cut off the one you love first? Is the Ye Qinghan she's talking about the same person he knows?

Mu Chongxi assumed this was just another young girl blindly idolizing Ye Qinghan, and asked in a tone of someone with experience, "What's so good about him? You like him?"

Ye Qiao: "..."

Ye Qiao looked at him. "What kind of scary story are you telling?"

"Alright." Mu Chongxi just thought she was being stubborn. After all, it was rare for a sword cultivator not to like Ye Qinghan.

Ye Qiao felt that this conversation was going nowhere, so she decided to quickly pack up and find out Yun Que's location, then grab her sword and kill him, and get out of this hellish trial ground as soon as possible.

Mu Li: "Aren't you going to check on your other senior brothers?"

Isn't she curious? To be honest, the main focus of the Nascent Soul Trial is the Trial of Transcending Tribulation.

Normally, the Tribulation Tribulation Trials allow one to see the true development of the future. Ye Qiao has mistakenly entered this place, which is similar to but different from her original world. Isn't she curious about the current situation of the people she knows?

Ye Qiao: "There's no need to look."

She'll leave once she's resolved the problems here.

There's really no need to get too involved.

Whether she sees him or not makes no difference; she knows the general plot of the novel anyway, and to save Changming Sect, she first needs to kill Yun Que.

Of course, the primary objective was to bring Mingxuan out. The Demon Lord on the Demon Clan's side was no good. Ye Qiao, who had dealt with those demon cultivators for many years, knew all too well that producing young masters and holy sons in bulk was a high-risk profession.

"If I kill Yun Que, I should be able to pass the trial. But that's on the condition that I can defeat her protector."

Moreover, if the novel's plot unfolds as it does, then Yun Que's current cultivation level is definitely no lower than that of the Refining Void Realm.

That's great. Damn Heavenly Dao, everyone you know in this world is at the Void Refinement stage, and she's the only one at the Divine Transformation stage, right?

Having witnessed hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, Mu Li had never encountered such a femme fatale. He couldn't help but be skeptical: "Does she really possess such great charm? Enough to make men risk their lives for her?"

Ye Qiao: "You'll know when you meet her."

Yun Que is no ordinary person. Although the cultivation world is not exactly overflowing with beauties, most people can only be described as having their own unique features. However, Yun Que possesses a mysterious charm that many men refer to as "a feeling."

That's right, Ye Qiao thought this group of people was quite unconventional. For example, the Buddhist and Taoist gods were all people who valued feelings above all else.

Ye Qiao cupped her hands in greeting, not wanting to waste any more time with Mu Chongxi. "I have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave now. I really have no ill intentions towards you. Could you let me down the mountain?"

Mu Chongxi: "You just said you knew me."

Ye Qiao: "I was lying to you."

She thought for a moment and then waved. Even though Mu Chongxi had grown up, it didn't matter; old habits die hard. He was born to love excitement. "I'll tell you a few secrets. How about you let me down the mountain?"

"You say." As for whether or not to let go, he didn't agree.

Ye Qiao had no idea that this once naive and innocent girl would play tricks on her. Seeing this, she whispered to him, "Senior Brother is very funny when he's drunk. You can try to get him drunk, and then he'll turn into a doting father."

Ye Qiao couldn't tell from Zhou Xingyun's usual behavior that he had the heart of a father to them. He would scold them for not dressing properly when they were dressed in disheveled clothes, and he would also point at their sect's big yellow dog and ask it why it wasn't going to school properly.

God the hell makes dogs go to school.

Mu Chongxi: "..."

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After she finished speaking, she rubbed her hands together and said earnestly, "Can you let me down the mountain?"

Mu Chongxi remained silent, waiting for Xie Chuxue's request for instructions. Currently, the Changming Sect's master was absent, and his second senior brother had disappeared without a trace after falling into demonic possession. His third senior brother was in charge of managing the sect, but the main decision-making was still made by his junior uncle.

However, Xie Chuxue was a shrewd person. Taking advantage of Ye Qiao's inattention, she had subtly placed a communication talisman on her. This talisman could clearly transmit the movements on the other side. He was genuinely curious: who was this girl? Given the Changming Sect's perilous situation, what was her purpose in suddenly appearing?

He hid it well; even with a talisman hanging on his body, it was difficult for anyone to spot him.

Just as Mu Chongxi was about to say something more, Xie Chuxue, who was outside the jade slip, suddenly told him, "Let her leave."

Xie Chuxue wanted to listen to her movements to see what she was planning to do when no one was around.

Mu Chongxi looked at her for a long time, then waved his hand and said, "You can go now."

Ye Qiao couldn't wait to run away, but was stopped a second later. Mu Chongxi asked seriously, "Will we ever meet again?"

Ye Qiao: "Yes."

of course.

"Actually," she hesitated for a moment, then told him in a light, deliberately mysterious voice, "I came here for you guys."

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There are still 4,000 words left. I'll update during the day; I still need to get up early to go to the dentist for a filling qaq