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

However, a moment passed.

Token...

There was absolutely no response!

Immediately, the Seventh Elder went berserk and began wildly waving the token in his hand, only to find that it showed no sign of glowing.

After a moment of silence, the people below let out a soft, suspicious "Oh?" followed by a chorus of voices.

Elder Zhao: "Hmm?"

What happened?

"Wow?"

"Oh ho."

Ye Qiao: "Wuhu".

"???"

At first, everything seemed normal, until all sorts of strange noises started from the audience. The Seventh Elder was furious and quickly filled the token with spiritual energy. However, the massive influx of spiritual energy had no effect. Because he used too much force, a few breaths later, the token exploded in his hand with a "bang," startling everyone.

He shouted, "Who?!"

who did it?

The fact that there was no reaction when it was activated proved that the token was fake. However, the level of its authenticity was so high that even the Seventh Elder couldn't tell the difference. He couldn't help but gasp. He never expected that the Changming Sect would have such a skilled artifact cultivator.

"It's you? Xue Yu." He was furious, and a spirit sword fell into his palm, which he swung towards Xue Yu, creating a huge wave.

Elder Zhao extended his hand to shield Xue Yu, his expression cold and grim: "Is the Sect Master's order fake?"

—Really?

Their thoughts were aligned like never before.

Whose hands are they really in...?

Xue Yu was also curious, as his token had been given to him by Ye Qiao.

If the token in the Seventh Elder's hand is fake, then Ye Qiao must have a real one. Since she's only at the Nascent Soul stage, it's unrealistic for her to command a group of people with just a token. Therefore, the best option is to hold the token firmly in her hand and prevent the Seventh Elder from obtaining it.

"Speak!" The Seventh Elder was visibly impatient. "Where did you hide the token?"

Xue Yu remained silent. The Seventh Elder's aura became exceptionally dangerous, like a volcano about to erupt at any moment. He sneered and suddenly waved his hand, his peak Integration Realm crushing down on the countless people below. The surrounding space seemed to be distorted, and countless people with lower realms let out painful screams.

They actually crushed the person to death with sheer force.

The disciples of Chengfeng Sect exchanged glances and simultaneously summoned their magical artifacts. One after another, defensive magical artifacts formed a high wall, protecting the Changming Sect disciples who could not withstand the pressure. Sword light flashed everywhere. The Seventh Elder frowned, realizing that there were still artifact cultivators present. He swung his sword with a heavy and boundless pressure!

The sword blade plunged into the crowd below. The twelve peak masters exchanged a glance, then coldly flicked their whisks, releasing their natal spiritual weapons to steadily receive the sword energy.

Without the Sect Master's Token, their bargaining chips have been reduced by more than half.

The Seventh Elder was extremely annoyed; his expression was cold and stern, revealing a heavy killing intent.

Even now, with the sect leader's token being switched, he remains unconcerned. His cultivation level is high enough to overlook the entire cultivation world. In the cultivation world, a high cultivation level is everything; it can crush all conspiracies and schemes, especially for sword cultivators.

Not to mention that Xie Chuxue was possessed by the Ghost King, even if he came in person, it would only be a death struggle.

The only thing he hadn't expected was that the Changming Sect, which he thought was doomed, would be so troublesome.

While the elders and peak masters were confronting the Seventh Elder, Ye Qiao glanced at Mu Chongxi and said, "Go help Xue Yu, hurry up!"

Mu Chongxi stood firmly beside her, smiling brightly at her, "I will help you, junior sister."

"You don't understand the situation here; in fact, she's very difficult to deal with."

She could rival Qin Huai, Zhou Xingyun, and even Ye Qinghan. Yun Que might be habitually seeking help from others, but in reality, she possessed countless rare treasures, and with her Void Refinement realm, she was no weaker than anyone else.

Mu Chongxi was very worried that she would be bullied.

"It's alright, it's alright." Ye Qiao waved her hand, then twirled the Radiant Shovel with her other hand, sending a sharp light flashing behind her. She blinked, her voice light and cheerful: "As for her, leave her to me."

She couldn't let Mu Chongxi interfere.

This is her trial. If someone else helps her kill him, it won't count as a success. Ye Qiao can imagine returning to her own world with the Nascent Soul realm and facing the Seventh Elder of the Changming Sect, who reigns supreme. Whether she can survive is unknown.

The Seventh Elder is undoubtedly very strong; even if Xie Chuxue were to arrive now, it would only buy them time.

The original work doesn't focus much on Xie Chuxue.

The Seventh Elder, as a qualified behind-the-scenes figure, remained hidden from beginning to end.

Now it's different; he was forced out of the picture earlier than expected.

The pinnacle of fusion.

At this level, there is currently no one in the cultivation world who is higher than him.

Therefore, the only way to quell this internal strife is for Ye Qiao to do it herself.

If she doesn't reach the Tribulation Transcendence stage, then only the people of her sect will die.

In this trial, Heaven gave her no other choice.

Go to hell, you dog of a Heavenly Dao.

Yes, Ye Qiao finally realized that her judge this time might not be one of those powerful beings who had ascended to immortality long ago.

Rather, it is the Heavenly Way that is utterly lacking in virtue.

Perhaps the true intention of Heaven in bringing her here is not only to change the original ending of her world, but also to save this already fragmented original world.

If she hadn't interacted with the previous Changming Sect and had been directly thrown into the original world, Ye Qiao, despite having been influenced by socialism, would at most help if she could, and if she couldn't, she would definitely hide away.

But if you get to know them personally, and get along exceptionally well, could you still bear to watch them die without helping them?

Even if it's not your world, can you bear to watch your sect perish?

Ye Qiao, of course, couldn't bear it.

The Great Dao, which had been meticulously planned and executed, had been completely manipulated since she arrived in this cultivation world.

Mu Chongxi reminded her, "Yun Que is a sword cultivator."

The Luoshui Sword is the top-tier spirit sword among water-attribute swords. It shares the same origin as Duanshui. Although Duanshui is the foremost, Luoshui is definitely among the top-tier sword spirits. Moreover, after transforming, Luoshui is truly like the goddess Luo reborn, possessing exceptionally strong power.

Yun Que's lips twitched slightly. "You look down on me?"

Ye Qiao: "No. I think highly of you."

She reserved all her trump cards for Yun Que; how could she possibly look down on him?

Yun Que deftly twirled her sword, chuckling, "Do you really think you're worthy of competing with me?"

Ye Qiao looked at her in astonishment, as if she were looking at some new species.

Yun Que's malice came out of nowhere; his sword aura was tinged with killing intent. Was he in a hurry to kill someone and silence them?

"Do you know me?" she asked.

Yun Que: "Of course I don't know him." She couldn't possibly admit to knowing him. The memory of her time at Yueqing Sect was the one she least wanted to recall. She had felt guilty and secretly apologized countless times, but she never expected that Ye Qiao would refuse to let her go.

Ye Qiao smiled slightly: "But you seem quite afraid of me?"

Yun Que's face suddenly turned pale.

The Luoshui sword in her hand seemed to sense the sword master's thoughts. The sword spirit materialized, a light blue sword spirit with watery eyes. Its gentle gaze suddenly lifted, and it coldly flicked its sleeve at her. Instantly, the water turned into blades, each move deadly, its killing intent overwhelming.