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

Yun Que's eyes darkened: "Luo Shui, go."

The water blade is the sharpest; a light slash will leave a crack on the ground. The gentle blade is indeed deadly; the palace intrigue drama is no exaggeration.

Ye Qiao turned around, not seeing Jun, looking at her. The Luoshui Sword Spirit was very strong. But her own, Bujianjun, was no weakling either.

The black spirit sword suddenly trembled, and the deadly streams of water crashed into the blade of Bujianjun. In an instant, Bujianjun unleashed a powerful killing intent.

Sword spirits are fiercely competitive, and Luo Shui Sword's killing intent towards Ye Qiao was no less than if he had directly stepped on Bu Jian Jun's face; his killing aura was far stronger than Luo Shui's.

In an instant, she suppressed it. The terrifying killing intent made Luo Shui frown. Her voice was icy, and as she raised her hand, water flowed between her fingertips. "The Killing Sword?"

She roared, "As a disciple of the righteous path, how many lives have you taken with your hands? Yet you dare to swagger and bully my Sword Master?"

"This sword of yours isn't a spirit sword from the orthodox Sword Cave, is it?"

Luo Shui looked at Bu Jianjun with a cold expression, her gaze filled with disdain and hostility.

Ye Qiao raised an eyebrow, thinking about the origins of Bujianjun, but remained silent.

After all, it wasn't just Luo Shui who was protective of her own; she was too.

In the cultivation world, origins matter. For example, the previous masters of the Flying Immortal Sword and others were all righteous cultivators with impressive backgrounds. Although the Killing Sword of the Unseen Lord also has a powerful origin, it does not prevent those righteous spiritual swords from rejecting it.

Looking at Luo Shui's cold demeanor, her only thought was that Luo Shui Sword hadn't been beaten too lightly back in the Sword Cave.

Sword spirits instinctively protect their masters, so Luo Shui naturally found Ye Qiao extremely displeasing at this moment.

It was a ruthless act, meant to kill.

Ye Qiao was too lazy to waste time with her. Her aura disappeared briefly, and she seemed to vanish into thin air. Yun Que knew Luo Shui's strength. She was the only one in the cultivation world with a sword spirit, so she wasn't afraid that Luo Shui couldn't deal with a talisman cultivator.

The moment the female cultivator's aura disappeared, Yun Que calmly observed his surroundings.

Ye Qiao's figure disappeared.

The elders were also startled. Ye Qiao's abilities were obvious to all, and she couldn't afford to have anything happen to her at this crucial moment!

"That Luoshui Sword is really troublesome; Xiao Qiao probably can't handle it."

"Let's go help her."

It's certainly inappropriate for a group of elders to gang up on a disciple, but who cares about that right now? The most important thing is to help Ye Qiao hold Yun Que down.

With a gentle flick of his wrist, the Fourth Elder drew a red celestial ribbon from his hand and suddenly spun it toward Yun Que.

At the same time, Elder Zhao's ruler grew larger and coldly slapped down on her.

Yun Que was furious as the elders attacked her one after another with their respective magical artifacts. With her exceptional talent and countless magical treasures, she was naturally not easily injured and dodged the giant ruler and the red ribbon.

Ye Qiao landed behind her without anyone noticing, or rather...

It landed behind Luo Shui. Without hesitation, she silently brought down the Han Guang Shovel, and the Luo Shui sword spirit was torn to shreds on the spot under its immense force.

Luoshui, being the spirit of the sword, quickly transformed into water and dispersed in all directions.

She looked at Ye Qiao coldly.

Ye Qiao wasn't in a hurry. Sword spirits were difficult to deal with, and having five sword spirits herself, she naturally knew how troublesome they were.

You don't need to be too ruthless to deal with sword spirits; just scatter them or force them into the scabbard.

Luo Shui tried to attack her several times, but Ye Qiao dodged quickly. Moreover, she was very skilled in martial arts.

Yun Que was at the Refining Void realm, while Ye Qiao was at the peak of the Nascent Soul realm. Luo Shui's abilities could not directly injure her severely. Instead, Ye Qiao used the force against her, rebounding the attack and forcefully sending it back into the sword sheath.

A sharp-eyed elder, upon seeing this move, couldn't help but exclaim, "A dragon?"

Yun Que's knowledge was certainly not lacking, and his expression changed slightly: "You... know the Dragon Clan?"

Ye Qiao kicked the Luoshui Sword apart again. She didn't even need to use the sword; she could easily defeat the sword spirit with her physical skills alone.

The reason why sword spirits are so difficult to deal with is mainly because there are too few sword spirits that can take human form, and there are not many that can be used as a reference. However, she has five sword spirits, and no one knows better than her how to deal with these particularly troublesome sword spirits.

Luo Shui is an elemental sword spirit and is not good at close combat. As long as you find an opportunity to get close to her, avoid the ubiquitous water blades, and shatter them with a final blow, she will not be able to reassemble for a short period of time.

"Luoshui!" After her sword spirit was forced back into its sheath, Yun Que's expression wasn't too bad, after all, she was different from Ye Qiao.

She prided herself on her noble status and formidable strength, unlike people like Ye Qiao.

In terms of strength, Yun Que is the strongest among all the female cultivators of the five sects. Even among the male cultivators, she is second only to Ye Qinghan, who has already merged with the body.

Moreover, Ye Qiao refused Mu Chongxi's help, which made Yun Que sneer.

I didn't expect her to be so arrogant.

The moon arrow was drawn to a full moon, and the flowing moonlight was tinged with coldness.

Ye Qiao casually swung the Han Guang Shovel in her hand, holding it in front of her to meet the attack. Her expression was icy cold, as if she had sensed something. Under the stimulation of the Bright Moon Arrow, the Han Guang Shovel, as a congenital spiritual weapon, shone even brighter.

The auras of the two innate spiritual weapons, the Bright Moon Arrow and the Light-Containing Shovel, were each more domineering than the last, and no one dared to participate casually.

It's obvious to everyone.

Ye Qiao and Yun Que's back-and-forth was still in the testing phase. Everyone knew Yun Que was strong, but Ye Qiao was the one who surprised people.

With almost all the talismans given to the Seventh Elder, and although it was just a test between them, she wasn't killed immediately, which surprised them.

Immediately, someone below whispered nervously, "Go for it, senior sister!"

"Kill her, kill her..."

Ye Qiao joined the sect the latest, but as a direct disciple, she was called Senior Sister by both the inner and outer sects. As the two fought, their emotions rose and fell, and at the same time, they couldn't help but scold Yun Que.

"This is an internal strife within our Changming Sect. What does it have to do with you?"

"Do you live up to your status?"

They still couldn't understand why the disciples of the Yueqing Sect would fight with Ye Qiao.

The sharp-eyed disciples noticed that Yun Que hadn't initially shown any affection for the Seventh Elder. It was only after seeing Ye Qiao that she decided to help the Seventh Elder seize the position of sect leader.

What grudge do the two have against each other?

Yun Que's eyes flickered slightly, and she said slowly and deliberately, "The Seventh Elder has been kind to me. Besides, the position of sect leader has always been held by the most capable person."

Yun Que spoke this point with absolute conviction.

Ironically, they have no way to blame anyone.

After all, what she said was true. The position of sect leader has always been held by the most capable person. Back then, the previous sect leader had to make a long decision between Xie Chuxue and Qin Fanfan, and finally chose the more stable Qin Fanfan.

In terms of realm, the two are equal; in terms of strength, the two professions are different, so there is no comparison.

It all comes down to character.

Qin Fanfan's Buddhist-like personality is a typical example of the Taoist path of detachment from worldly affairs.

This kind of emotionally stable personality is most suitable for being a sect leader.

The Path of Passion and the Path of Carefree Wanderer were unanimously considered by the righteous sects to be neither entirely good nor evil, and therefore not upright enough. Naturally, the position was given to the stable and reliable Qin Fanfan.

Xie Chuxue didn't seem to care much, after all, being the sect leader was tiring. Luckily, the sect leader was Qin Fanfan.

If he were the sect leader, and any of his disciples were willing to die for a woman, he would kill them all without hesitation.

Heh, a bunch of wicked creatures.

……

Ye Qiao and Yun Que were locked in combat. The Seventh Elder glanced coldly at the countless disciples below, his gaze lingering on the magical artifacts and treasures in the hands of the Chengfeng Sect disciples. Their sheer numbers were indeed useful; more than ten peak masters and five elders, wielding various magical artifacts and treasures, left him momentarily at a loss.

Chengfeng Sect disciples...

very good!

Those people actually came to meddle in this kind of thing!

When a sect is in turmoil, other sects usually don't get involved. However, his acts of slaughter within the sect were too vicious. Although Duan Hengdao and Changming Sect didn't have a good relationship, they couldn't bear to see this and sent some disciples from both the inner and outer sects to come over.

Together with the disciples of Changming Sect, their spiritual swords and magical artifacts danced on Jade Cry Mountain, generating gusts of wind and displaying astonishing power.

The pressure from the Integration Stage suddenly pressed down, but then vanished in an instant.

He suddenly looked up, "Mingxuan!"

There are currently only two periods of fusion.

One is Ye Qinghan, and the other is Ming Xuan!

As a member of the demonic path, he actually came to Changming Sect and even broke his formation together with Ye Qiao. The Seventh Elder was furious. His voice was filled with endless killing intent, and he raised a spirit banner in his hand.

His natal spiritual weapon is different from that of ordinary sword cultivators, who are generally wielding swords. He is dabbling in all paths, so his spiritual weapon is naturally different from that of ordinary cultivators.

In the instant the Seventh Elder swiftly waved the spirit banner, countless cultivators with unfathomable auras appeared one by one, slowly bowing to the Seventh Elder, clearly having come in response to the summons.

Most of them were at the Golden Core stage, and a very few were at the Nascent Soul stage.

The expressions of everyone in the audience were slightly solemn; they were at the Nascent Soul stage.

How many Nascent Soul cultivators are there in the cultivation world?

The number of cultivators he summoned had already exceeded one hundred, and in terms of strength, they were absolutely no less than the inner disciples of various sects.

Elder Zhao was furious: "You, Seventh Elder, how dare you secretly harbor cultivators within the Changming Sect!"

Those cultivators were clearly trained in secret by the Seventh Elder and were under his control; otherwise, it would have been impossible for so many cultivators to appear when the spirit banner waved.

The Seventh Elder sneered and remained silent. With another wave of his hand, the wind flag fluttered, a fierce storm arose, and the battle raged.

He was currently so overwhelmed by Xue Yu's illusions that he was unable to kill anyone, but now that he had summoned cultivators to help him, he suddenly had enough confidence. As the spirit banners fluttered, countless people turned pale.

Disciples with weak cultivation were instantly reduced to ashes with a wave of his hand.

Mingxuan glanced at him, unable to stay any longer, and abruptly waved his hand to stop him from doing anything next, his voice cold, "Seventh Elder."

The moment Mingxuan made his move, the twelve elders of the Changming Sect also looked over.

Mingxuan is at the Integration Stage, but the tribulation lightning has not yet struck, so he cannot be considered a true Integration Stage expert. Moreover, a mere talisman cultivator is still no match for a monster like the Seventh Elder who cultivates three paths simultaneously.

But he's a Fusion Stage cultivator, no matter what! His addition gave them enough confidence to contend with the Seventh Elder.

The Seventh Elder looked down at him condescendingly, "Mingxuan."

"Do you want to die?"

He didn't even glance at this former disciple of the Changming Sect. "Having fallen into demonic possession, you still dare to come to the Changming Sect? Aren't you afraid I'll smash your soul to pieces?"

The Seventh Elder's cultivation level was indeed higher than Mingxuan's.

Even though Mingxuan, as a talisman cultivator, had a way to dissipate the oppressive aura, he was still not afraid of a mere brat who had just reached the Integration Stage.

Mingxuan's smile faded slightly. He tilted his head slightly on his extremely beautiful face, glanced at the spirit banner in the Seventh Elder's hand, and then flipped his hand over.

In an instant, a radiant fan appeared in his hand, its aura revealing itself to be another magical artifact.

As Mingxuan twirled his folding fan, the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from him made it impossible for anyone to look directly at him. With a smile in his eyes, he said, "Since I have merged with the body, I naturally have no intention of... returning alive."

He didn't say anything more, but his expression became even colder. Thunderbolts raged in the sky, as if the heavens had wanted to strike him down for a long time. Silver and purple lightning flashed, gathering heavenly thunder, as if a silver dragon was coiling around him, ready to strike him at any moment.

He did not dislike Changmingzong.

That was the sect he joined when he was seven or eight years old.

He climbed step by step to the main peak and became a disciple of the sect leader.

Therefore, protecting the Changming Sect was what he sought.

Ye Qiao once asked him if he was happy in the Demon Realm.

Are you happy? Mingxuan is a disciple of the Xiaoyao Dao. His Dao has never been about stopping killing with killing, but rather about letting everything in the world follow his will.

The Seventh Elder's expression turned cold. "I will only say this once, Mingxuan, today the main peak of Changming Sect will be crushed by me."

Even without the sect leader's order, it doesn't matter. He can kill and eliminate all the elders and disciples who are not convinced by him. As long as he enters the main peak and controls the entire Changming Sect, who would dare to say that his sect leader's origins are illegitimate?

Ming Xuan opened his folding fan, unleashing a terrifying killing intent, his expression icy: "Then I'll say it again."

"No one can set foot on the main peak of Changming Sect."

The power unleashed by the Flowing Light Fan was astonishing; with a single swing, dozens of people were reduced to ashes in the dazzling light.

But in the end, he wasn't truly good either.

The Way of Freedom is inherently both righteous and wicked.

During the standoff between Ye Qiao and Yun Que, Ye Qiao also took a moment to glance at the battle situation on the other side, where Ming Xuan, Mu Chongxi, and the other peak masters were dealing with the Seventh Elder.

The remaining elders initially tried to help her deal with Yun Que as soon as possible, but they were quickly overwhelmed with their own problems.

A group of cultivators at the Golden Core stage, and even many at the Nascent Soul stage, poured in, numbering several hundred, and wreaked havoc. Although the weapon cultivators could help them defend, the absolute suppression of their cultivation levels forced the elders to focus their attention on protecting the other disciples.

It seems that Ye Qiao is actually on par with Yun Que.

"Still daring to daydream?" Yun Que shouted angrily!

Luo Shui Sword was drawn, its light blue shadow swirling around the water, accompanied by a seemingly gentle yet dangerous sword aura as it slashed down.

This is Yun Que's sword intent.

The sword technique of the Tai Shang Ruo Shui lineage.

Her power was astonishing; even Mu Chongxi would have to think twice before facing her, so how could she possibly be unable to deal with Ye Qiao?

Ye Qiao held the Han Guang shovel slightly to the side. When fighting with a weapon, the longer the better. Coincidentally, if the Han Guang shovel is compared to a long sword, then she is also quite good at wielding a sword.

With a nimble twist of her waist, the Han Guang shovel transformed into a long blade, and the air currents it stirred up crashed onto her face like a thousand waves. The powerful light dispersed Yun Que's sword strike.

The Moon Arrow was also shot from Yunque's fingertip!

No one knew the speed of the Moonlit Arrow better than Ye Qiao. Without even glancing at it, the arrow was cleaved apart by the Radiant Shovel and, filled with spiritual energy, slammed straight into her abdomen.

Ye Qiao's attack was fueled by spiritual energy. The power of the Han Guang Shovel, which relied primarily on force, was more than enough to split a mountain in two.

However, just as he was about to strike the cloud magpie, a golden lotus suddenly flew over, its golden light flashing and firmly protecting him.

really.

Safe and sound...

Ye Qiao was somewhat disappointed.

But he also knew that getting rid of her wouldn't be that easy.

however.

After clearly seeing what was protecting Yun Que, she smiled enigmatically: "The Golden Lotus of Merit?"

One of the four legendary lotuses.

A sacred object from Buddhism and Taoism in the hands of a woman? They were also dazzled by that golden light and were quite surprised. They knew that Yun Que had many treasures, but to have this lotus flower was truly unexpected.

Ye Qiao smiled.

He laughed for no apparent reason.

That Chen Muzhen is such an idiot; his things got stolen again.

As for why it was stolen? Nonsense, Chen Muzhen could give away relics, but what is the Golden Lotus of Merit? It is one of the Four Lotuses, ranking alongside the sect's treasured spiritual weapon, a congenital spiritual weapon, and its power is comparable to the Radiant Shovel.

Originally, in her world, the Golden Lotus of Merit was always rubbing against her and blooming, but it was a sacred object from the Buddhist and Taoist traditions, and it had already been refined.

The reason Ye Qiao smiled was because of this.

The lotus in this world has not been refined.

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