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

The girl's eyes widened as she quickly began to think.

What level of cultivation is Ye Qiao at?

How could it so easily erase the pressure of the Fusion Stage?

But no matter what realm they are in, they are always higher than my Foundation Establishment level. As a mere accessory, clinging to their coattails is the best option.

Ye Qiao blocked the children behind her, and the others were so overwhelmed by the pressure that they couldn't even stand up.

Now she is the only one left standing.

The Seventh Elder walked step by step toward Jade Cry Mountain Peak. Each step felt like stepping on the hearts of those inside, incredibly heavy and suffocating.

The steps were steady yet slow, as if deliberately torturing the person inside.

The hearts of everyone inside Jade Cry Peak beat faster with the footsteps of the Seventh Elder, their bodies trembling with unknown fear.

Just before his cold gaze swept over her, Ye Qiao, the only one standing in the room, knelt down. A wise person knows when to yield; standing would make her stand out too much. She had no intention of competing with him for the time being. At least, before she could find out anything, remaining unchanged was the best strategy.

She has always been able to bend and stretch.

Integrity? You can only have integrity while you're alive.

In the cultivation world, ability speaks volumes; if you can't win, you have to admit defeat.

The Seventh Elder glanced at everyone with a detached disdain. Before he could even utter a word of protest, he noticed the seemingly insignificant disciple, whose name appeared to be Ye Qiao.

She was the first to pay her respects: "Greetings, Sect Master."

The disciple in charge knelt down first, and the disciples behind him gritted their teeth and followed suit, bowing their heads in submission, their voices barely audible: "Greetings, Sect Master."

The Seventh Elder had never seen such a sensible disciple before. He smiled slightly. Given her understanding, he did not immediately start a massacre. Of course, a massacre was inevitable. He needed to clean up everyone and replace them with his own people.

As Ye Qiao bowed her head, she sneered inwardly. The sect leader's token was in her hands. Even if it only recognized those with higher cultivation levels, the Seventh Elder wouldn't be able to use a fake one.

Similarly, because of her low cultivation level, the sect leader's token wouldn't have much effect in her hands.

But at least, with the token in her hands, the constraints on the elders no longer exist.

Once Xue Yu rescues the elders, they can at least buy her some time.

"Seventh Elder?" A disciple who knew the Seventh Elder and had even received guidance from him covered his mouth in disbelief: "You...you're at the Integration Realm?"

The Seventh Elder chuckled slightly and said coldly, "Call me Sect Master!"

The oppressive force struck again, and some people were immediately shaken so badly that they spat out blood and turned deathly pale.

Some people's faces were filled with terror, while others were filled with confusion, having no idea what had happened.

Ye Qiao clicked her tongue.

Even someone like Mu Li, who cultivates the path of slaughter, rarely encounters someone so capricious. He couldn't help but frown, his voice cold and stern: "Are you sure you can stall, Ye Qiao?"

A peak-level fusion cultivator, and one whose moods are unpredictable.

She not only needed to stall until Xue Yu brought the elders, but also needed to try to break the external formations at the same time. Otherwise, even if the elders arrived, a group of Nascent Soul cultivators would have little chance of winning against a Nascent Soul cultivator.

That's a peak-level fusion cultivator, unmatched by anyone below the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

Even Qin Fanfan would find it difficult to contend with him.

This tests not only how many cards she has up her sleeve and her ability to dodge, but also her intelligence.

Mu Li had never seen anyone's tribulation trial start in such a hellish way.

Even after entering, not only could she not rely on anyone, but she also needed a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, whose absolute dominance at the peak of the Body Integration stage was overwhelming, to protect so many people present.

The key point is that Ye Qiao is quite amazing. She has never failed in any trial. It's no wonder that Heaven favors such a free and highly capable laborer.

If she were to become a demon and come to their demon realm, Mu Li would be very interested.

"Why did you do this?" Ye Qiao asked, kneeling on the ground.

She knew her question was stupid, but at least she could buy herself some time.

Villains have always been able to talk their way out of things, so I just hope he can talk his way out of things a little longer.

Ye Qiao almost swore to the heavens that she would never complain about those talkative villains in TV dramas again, sob sob sob.

He glanced indifferently at all the kneeling Changming Sect disciples, led by Ye Qiao, who all appeared extremely submissive. "Why do you say that?" He repeated Ye Qiao's words, chuckled softly, his expression sinister, his voice firm and cruel, "Actually, after so many years in the Changming Sect, I don't entirely hate you. It's just that for my plan, you must die!"

He must gain control of the Changming Sect in a short period of time!

Back then, when he was struck by the Heavenly Dao at the Ascension Ground and almost lost his soul, he escaped to this cultivation world. At that time, his cultivation level was so low that he was only at the pitiful peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Later, he recuperated in the Changming Sect and relied on various heavenly treasures to nourish himself, gradually raising his cultivation level to the Integration stage.

He had been lying low for decades, all for this moment!

He would rather die on the path to ascension than waste his life in this cultivation world!

"Seventh Elder..." His words were too cruel.

"Has our Changming Sect ever wronged you in any way?" A disciple asked, his lips trembling, still unable to believe it was the Seventh Elder.

They were all at that age, too young to know their own limitations, and one of the boys angrily retorted, "Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

"Someone as ruthless as you will never be allowed to ascend!"

They dared not easily mention the Heavenly Dao, vaguely referring to it as "that one." The Seventh Elder was immediately enraged. With a casual gesture, he picked a young disciple who was unable to even struggle. In the hands of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, the disciple was easier to crush than an ant.

Ye Qiao instinctively stood up, but it was too late. The boy's bones were shattered, blood seeped from his body, and his limbs were twisted in an arc. He died on the spot.

The sight of blood everywhere nearly made a group of people at the scene scream.

A combined attack, even a casual tug, can result in a fatal wound.

"Someone save us." His knuckles were white from the force he used, and his eyes were filled with despair and pleading.

"I'm doomed."

"Junior Uncle isn't here, what should we do?"

Ye Qiao remained calm, her clenched fingers tightening. Just now, she had clearly seen the other party's movements and could almost conclude that even if Xie Chuxue were there, she would not be his match.

Unless someone takes the lead.

Otherwise, the talisman cultivator profession, in the end, is far less vicious than the sword cultivator.

During her time at Jade Cry Peak, Ye Qiao also tried to draw defensive formations. Her highest defensive formation could reach the Integration Stage, and there were also formations left by her junior uncle for them to protect their lives. As long as they stayed within the range of the formations, five or six Integration Stage formations could at least withstand a few attacks.

"Stay hidden." Ye Qiao patted the girl beside her. This was a message to everyone. "Don't leave the formation's range. You can hold out for a while."

"..."

"Ye Qiao?"

"W-Where are you going?" Their voices trembled with fear as they instinctively pulled Ye Qiao back.

The Seventh Elder just casually pointed a finger, and that disciple was instantly strangled to death. Is she going to go and die with him?

"Don't do anything rash, Senior Sister Ye." They were in a panic, after all, she was the only direct disciple present.

If she were gone, the situation would immediately descend into chaos.

As Ye Qiao stood up, she made hand seals with her fingertips, forming several incantations. At the same time, more than a dozen top-grade defensive talismans were swirling around her.

The presence of over a dozen top-grade talismans was so dazzling that the Seventh Elder immediately shifted his gaze from the disciples and stared intently at her.

*

There was no time to explain; Ye Qiao was next to head to the battlefield.

There are still 6,000 words left, it might even exceed 6,000, let's see how much I can write.