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

The two held their own opinions and refused to concede to each other. Given their similar talents, Duan Hengdao couldn't help but be eager to try and encourage them.

Why don't the two of them have a fight? Whoever wins will be right.

"Enough." Zhu You swung her sword, coldly cutting off the standoff between the two. She felt that the current situation was too bizarre.

What exactly is going on today? Everyone has gathered at the foot of Changmingzong Mountain.

Are you prepared to rot and stink together?

"Why did you kidnap the Moon Purity Sect disciple?" Seeing Mu Chongxi and Ye Qinghan sheath their swords, Zhu You breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned, drew her sword again, raised her hand, and pointed it at the man in front of her with a frosty sword aura. Her voice was extremely cold, and she asked with great interest, "Do you know what she did?"

Zhu You was naturally unaware of this, but sword cultivators were always protective of their own, especially since Yun Que was her senior brother's Daoist partner. The girl pursed her lips, her voice icy: "No matter what she did, you won't be allowed to act so presumptuously under the jurisdiction of the Five Sects!"

The girl's sword aura was as sharp as frost, domineering and intimidating. He easily pinched it with a single finger, crushing it. The man tilted his head and sneered, "So, you are all her men?"

"And you too." The man pointed, sizing up Ye Qinghan and the others, his expression filled with hostility: "Which of you men are you?"

Zhu You was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

Which man...?

Zhu You, with her straightforward personality, asked, "Does she have many men?"

The man didn't answer, looking down at Yun Que with a particularly complex tone, forcing her to look up, and coldly asked, "Little Que, are you comfortable using my things?"

Just as Yun Que was about to explain, he beckoned, and a red tower-shaped spiritual artifact from the girl's arms fell into the man's palm.

Yun Que's mind was in complete turmoil. On one hand, she was worried about being misunderstood by Ye Qinghan, and on the other hand, she was trembling with fear that the man in front of her would kill her.

Duan Hengdao had been somewhat nonchalant until he caught sight of the small red tower. He immediately snapped to attention and loudly and accurately proclaimed the name of this magical artifact: "The Chaos Tower?!"

A renowned spiritual artifact in the cultivation world, capable of propelling one's cultivation to new heights in an instant.

The tower is divided into seven levels, and you can get rewards for each level of training, which can make your cultivation level advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

Logically speaking, the growth rate of a Heavenly Spiritual Root is very slow.

No wonder she broke through to the next realm so quickly in such a short time.

The great demon came to collect a debt, but at the same time, he still loved Yun Que. Therefore, as long as she came with him, he would not hold it against her for the deception she had done before.

He immediately cupped Yun Que's face in his hands, "Little Que, come with me, I will protect you."

Yun Que's gaze remained fixed on the Chaos Tower in his hand, moved. "But..."

"But I am a monk."

"I don't care," he said tenderly. "Our love can overcome any obstacle."

"..."

Qin Huai almost died laughing there. Suppressing his schadenfreude, he solemnly patted the other man on the shoulder, a slight smile playing on his lips, and whispered, "Brother, be strong."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qinghan could no longer contain his killing intent. A surge of killing intent erupted from his body like a tide, making the surrounding air heavy.

Sensing its master's emotions, Duan Shui immediately emitted a series of clashes. The killing intent of its innate sword bones caused all the sword cultivators present to draw their spiritual swords, leaving only the sharp, whistling sound of swords echoing throughout the entire scene.

Hearing the sound of the sword, Yun Que immediately came to her senses. When she met the boy's dark, emotionless eyes, her face turned pale. Oh no.

They were forgotten.

She wasn't worried about Mu Chongxi and the others; they were very loyal to her. Only Ye Qinghan was harder to fool. The girl hurriedly explained, "Qinghan, listen to me."

We are not what you think.

"He...he's just my friend." In her panic, she found an excuse, gripping the man's hand tightly behind her, silently praying that no one else would come.

Yun Que couldn't understand why Ye Qinghan would appear here.

Shouldn't he have other tasks?!

Ye Qinghan said coldly, "He is a demon."

Can cultivators and demons be friends? Absolutely not. The only possible relationship between them is one of taming and being tamed, of killing and being killed.

"No." Yun Que's voice was soft. As a sea queen, she understood the importance of appealing to emotions and reasoning with people. "Actually, not all demons are bad people."

"He won't hurt us."

Yun Que and the demon king followed a path of redemption. After she saved him, the demon king immediately became attached to Yun Que.

After Yun Que finished speaking, the great demon behind her curled its lips at them, its eyes brimming with such intense malice that it was almost overflowing.

Aside from Yun Que, he didn't care about the lives of other cultivators at all. What right did a bunch of lowly humans have to let Xiao Que stay here?

Miao Miao: "...Pah!"

She waved her hand, and a spirit bow appeared in mid-air. Aiming at him, she called out to Yun Que, "Yun Que, come here. He's not a good person."

After speaking, Miao Miao retreated, and the arrow collided with his attack. The man didn't even move his hand; the powerful hurricane around him shattered the arrow.

"You're courting death." The demon, with its extreme and easily angered nature, transformed into its original form and suddenly swooped down on Miao Miao. Its fierce and extremely sharp demonic aura, filled with endless malice, instantly transformed into a giant snake that opened its blood-red maw and roared as it pounced on her.

Yun Que cried out in alarm, "No!" If he really ate someone in front of so many people, she would also be guilty.

Miao Miao hid behind Qin Huai, and at the same time raised her hand again. The arrow pierced through his left shoulder. With a strike from the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, the great demon frowned and sneered. Miao Miao, who was trying to devour him alive, was stopped by a spirit sword that was suspended in mid-air.

The great demon immediately lost interest in chasing Miao Miao and instead looked warily at Qin Huai. "So you're trying to take her from me too?" Its sinister voice was like a venomous snake's hiss. "I'll say it again, she's mine."

"..."

Before Qin Huai could speak, a sharp, angry roar came from the horizon.

"Let's see who dares to touch her!"

Everyone looked up in the direction of the sound, their brows furrowing in unison, their thoughts unusually aligned.

"???" Who the hell is this?

The newcomer was a young man, exceptionally handsome, with a melodious voice. He was incredibly fast; as he leaped from mid-air, no one even had a chance to see what he was before he appeared before them in a flash.

"Little Magpie." The boy ignored the other demon king and reached out to grab the cloud magpie, his voice filled with grievance, "You took my dragon pearl, but you won't take responsibility for me? The dragon pearl was stolen, and many cultivators were sent from the South Sea to quell the disturbance. Father is already investigating who did it."

He grabbed her, staring intently at her, his voice clear and crisp: "You said that if I gave you the Dragon Ball, you would agree to be my bride."

In just a few words, her past was completely exposed.

"..."

Yun Que's head spun, and she could barely contain herself as she screamed. Were these people here to collect a debt? She had taken their things, but they were clearly earned through her own hard work! Yun Que took deep breaths, and finally, afraid of ruining her image, she forced back her uncontrollable screams. Her fingertips clenched so tightly that her palms bled, and her eyes reddened, making her look especially pitiful. She said, word by word, "We are friends."

Qin Huai looked at the boy who seemed to be from the dragon clan, covered his face, and his expressionless face twitched slightly. He couldn't help but almost burst out laughing.

The female cultivator from Changming Sect was indeed sincere and didn't deceive him; this trip was truly worthwhile.

Not only Qin Huai wanted to laugh, but even Ye Qinghan couldn't help but ask the profound question, "Why do you have so many friends?"