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

Elder Zhao's voice was slightly cold, "What do you mean?"

Ye Qiao's tense expression quickly turned into a smile. "To be precise, I have enough antidote."

She still has some pills in her Ghost King Tower, and she has also harvested nearly half of the medicinal fields of Changming Sect's Pill Peak. Now, she has enough spiritual plants to ensure that everyone on site has a dose of antidote.

Elder Zhao looked at her with a complicated expression, and at that moment he remembered that she had picked nearly half of the spiritual plants in the herb field, which led many elders to go and complain to Xie Chuxue.

After all, spiritual plants will wither if picked too early.

Therefore, no one would pick all the spiritual plants at once.

This is a complete waste of resources.

But she did it anyway, leading Elder Zhao to suspect, "You predicted this all along?"

Ye Qiao was still joking around with Elder Zhao, saying, "Call me the only prophet here."

Xue Yu's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he smiled, whispering a warning to his ignorant junior sister, "You'd better talk less."

He didn't know if she was a prophet, but this well-prepared operation seemed like a long-planned scheme.

When Ye Qiao spoke, an unreliable feeling came over everyone, and Elder Zhao's initial suspicion that she knew something was now dispelled.

Who would have thought that the little brat's collection of spiritual plants a few days ago would actually come in handy?

The peak master of Danfeng narrowed his eyes and put on a kind smile. "Give the spiritual plants to Xue Yu. He can refine pills on the spot in the library."

Ye Qiao didn't move, a slight smile playing on her lips. She leaned against the bookshelf and said, "No matter what, I collected the spiritual plants. Do you really think you can just hand them over like that?"

"So what do you want?"

"I have a request." Ye Qiao said calmly, pointing to all the disciples, both inner and outer sects. "I want all disciples to leave the library with me."

The murderer was hiding among these elders and peak masters, but she didn't know who the culprit was among the twelve peaks, twelve peak masters, and seven elders of the Changming Sect.

In that case, the best option is to get people away from these sources of danger.

"..."

Xue Yu was taken aback by her bizarre actions. "What are you doing, Ye Qiao?"

Take all the disciples away? She already said the situation outside is dangerous, why would she take all the disciples away? Is she crazy?

How can she guarantee the safety of those disciples?

Ye Qiao also knew that she was now just like the treacherous villain in the novel who slowly walked out to take advantage of the chaos near the end.

Sure enough, they all glared at her angrily.

"Don't think you're so great just because you have a few pills!"

"Did you foresee this all along? No wonder you swept away the medicinal fields of Danfeng; you might have been the one who did it."

"We're not leaving. What are you planning to do with us if you take us away? Kill us?"

Elder Zhao looked at her.

Surprisingly, he didn't fly into a rage, but instead pondered Ye Qiao's purpose.

He didn't actually think the child meant any harm. "Where are you taking them?"

Ye Qiao: "Yuming Peak." Fu Xiu's main peak.

That's the safest area.

Elder Zhao did not answer.

During the dozen or so seconds of silence between them, Ye Qiao felt the fragrance mixed with the sandalwood scent growing stronger, making her heart pound and giving her a chilling feeling that she would be unable to leave if she didn't leave soon.

Suddenly, the pretty female cultivator in red lay down on the ground. Ye Qiao, acting like a rogue, rolled around like a rolled-up roll of paper, stretching and contracting at will.

"I don't care, I'm going to take them with me."

"If you won't let me take them away, then you can all stay here."

If they didn't let her leave, she simply grabbed Xue Yu and ran away.

The scent gave her a very ominous feeling. Ye Qiao had a strong sixth sense. In any case, in the eyes of this group of people, she was a complete brat, so Ye Qiao didn't mind reinforcing that impression.

Kids are mischievous, so it's all reasonable for them to make a fuss.

Staying with these elders is impossible; it's too dangerous.

Every time an elder gets close to her, she can't help but want to stab them with her sword. She's almost developing paranoia!

Perhaps it was because her image as a brat had been so deeply ingrained since the day she entered the trial that the Seventh Elder, who had lagged behind the others the whole time, only frowned and thought she was just crazy.

The Seventh Elder, with a calm expression, offered some advice, "Ye Qiao, how can you manage to lead so many people by yourself? What is your cultivation level?"

Ye Qiao glanced at the elder, briefly recalled, and thought, "It seems... to be the Seventh Elder?"

She stopped rolling on the ground, stood up, leaned back against the bookshelf, and grinned nonchalantly, "Never mind what realm I'm at, do you have any pills that can counteract this poisonous gas?"

"Either come with me, or you stay here and perish together."

She appeared indifferent, but secretly her fingers were clenching tightly.

The Seventh Elder flatly refused, "No, I absolutely will not allow you to take all the disciples away."

—His reaction was a bit off.

Ye Qiao stared straight at him. She had a good memory and could remember some elders even if she only met them briefly. But this Seventh Elder was like a transparent person in her memory the whole time. It was too strange that he suddenly stood up to stop her.

She stared at him intently for a long time before speaking slowly and deliberately, "Then you two can go through thick and thin together."

After saying that, Ye Qiao turned around and prepared to leave.

"stop."

Elder Zhao spoke up.

The old man looked at her, unusually without anger, and simply said, "Ye Qiao, take them away."

"Okay."

Ye Qiao was overjoyed and nodded to the disciples behind him, signaling them to follow.

This wasn't her first time leading a team. But it was her first time leading both the inner and outer gates.

Seeing her beaming smile, Elder Zhao shook his head. The reason he agreed was simply that he could also sense that something was wrong with the situation inside the library. However, he did not suspect any elder, but thought it would be better to send the disciples to Jade Cry Peak, which had more than a dozen layers of defensive formations and was much safer than the library.

Ye Qiao...

He looks like a naughty kid, and he really is a naughty kid.

Elder Zhao seemed to wake from a dream: "..."

No, where did he get the trust to let her lead the team?

She cannot lead the team to its demise.

However, Ye Qiao had a sufficient number of pills in her hands, so her demands were not unreasonable. A group of elders and peak masters were being manipulated by a junior, and their faces were not pleasant. In the end, even if they were unwilling, they could only grit their teeth and accept it.

"I really don't know what Xie Chuxue was thinking with this kind of ambiguous personality!" One of the peak masters flicked his sleeve and glared at her hatefully.

Someone chuckled, "Xie Chuxue's personality is unpredictable; perhaps this disciple is just like him."

This unrestrained style immediately reminds one of a disciple who cultivates the Dao of Freedom.

Xie Chuxue's favorite disciple was Mingxuan, and considering Ye Qiao's personality, they immediately glanced at her and smirked, "A cultivator from the Free and Unfettered Path... ha."

It was filled with deep contempt.

Ye Qiao: "..." No. What's wrong with you, a cultivator of the Carefree Path?

Is it really true that Mingxuan's descent into demonic possession in the original work had nothing to do with his sect's education? Ye Qiao thinks that's not necessarily true.

A common problem among major sects is that they treat people differently based on their status.

They may care for their disciples, but they are also extremely adept at suppressing and pressuring them to motivate them to cultivate.

Of course, Ye Qiao also felt that the elders, who held high positions, could not possibly transform into spiritual mentors and spend all their time caring about the disciples' mental state.

After all, there has only been one law in the cultivation world from ancient times to the present.

Only the strong deserve to breathe and have a voice.

Mingxuan's inability to break through, coupled with external ridicule and subtle pressure from the elders, naturally caused his mentality to collapse.