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

Ye Qiao's sea of ​​consciousness was in the Integration stage. He had even been caught by Ye Qiao's sea of ​​consciousness before, so he was well aware of it.

However, instead of avoiding it, the magpie dared to crash into it directly, which was tantamount to actively courting death.

As expected, Ye Qiao had no intention of confronting her head-on with her using her sea of ​​consciousness. After all, as long as she didn't run towards him, it wouldn't be so easy to crush her opponent with her sea of ​​consciousness.

The Seventh Elder had also tried to crush her divine sense, but Ye Qiao noticed it and fled immediately.

If you withdraw your consciousness quickly enough, you won't be able to catch it easily.

This time, Yun Que took the initiative to bump into him, and Ye Qiao was delighted. Without hesitation, he retaliated by crushing Yun Que's wisp of divine consciousness. His divine sense, which was at the Integration Stage, surged, and the absolute suppression of his realm instantly swallowed up the wisp of divine sense that Yun Que had separated.

Suddenly, it felt like her mind exploded. Yun Que screamed in agony, her face contorted in a grimace, blood gushing from her ears, nose, and eyes. She was a complete mess, her initial ethereal beauty gone.

After a moment of silence, seeing Yun Que's pitiful state, the Seventh Elder also became angry.

Although he only regarded Yun Que as a pawn, Yun Que was also his most useful pawn. How could he tolerate having his divine consciousness devoured by a mere Nascent Soul cultivator? He angrily swung a palm at Ye Qiao!

With incredible speed, Ye Qiao's wrist moved so fast that the sword, which had been drawn from its sheath, transformed into more than a dozen black threads that snapped simultaneously. Her palm was torn to pieces by the murderous sword.

What an evil sword!

They couldn't help but feel a chill.

If it were a human, they would probably be torn to pieces by this sword in the next second.

As the sword slashed through, only a faint trace of sword energy remained on the ground. The inconspicuous flowers seemed to bloom little by little under the cover of the sword energy, like a touch of life.

Everyone's eyes lit up. Although Ye Qiao's sword was very evil, her sword aura was truly unique.

That touch of pale green vitality brings joy to anyone who sees it.

The Fifth Elder's eyes brightened slightly: "What moral code is she following? Her sword intent is so full of vitality."

They are clearly promising talents who belong to the right path!

"I don't know," Elder Zhao said, also speculating.

They used to find her annoying, and that disciple's behavior was unpredictable, so they were all guessing that she might be either a romantic or a carefree person.

The cultivators of the Amorous Path are known for their unpredictable and moody personalities, while those of the Carefree Path are unrestrained and do whatever they please.

Ye Qiao...

Actually, it's quite different from both of these.

But judging from its vibrant appearance, it seems more like a cultivator from the Dao of All Living Beings.

Elder Zhao hesitated for a moment, scrutinizing the sword energy from head to toe, and then said with certainty, "She bears the Dao of the Common People."

"The Way of the Common People?" Their eyes lit up as if they were light bulbs.

This is extraordinary, because it is rare and its origins are all quite remarkable.

"Perhaps..." Elder Zhao glanced at her. Ye Qiao over there swiftly and decisively swallowed Yun Que's sea of ​​consciousness. Yun Que trembled and rolled around in agony, but still could not relieve the pain of her sea of ​​consciousness being swallowed. She let out a heart-wrenching scream, and her fingernails broke on the spot as she gripped the ground with all her might.

However, the pain of having one's fingers connected to one's heart is still less than one ten-thousandth of the pain of having one's sea of ​​consciousness swallowed.

Once the divine consciousness is damaged, blood will flow from all seven orifices, let alone being swallowed alive. Her face was contorted with pain.

Seeing Yun Que in such pain, the Seventh Elder was also enraged: "You audacious brat!"

More than a dozen palm prints bombarded Ye Qiao, but Ye Qiao bent over and used her sword to nimbly dodge them. With a wave of her hand, sword light followed, the light green sword light as sharp as a knife, shattering several palm prints.

He really couldn't do anything to Ye Qiao in a short time. This brat wasn't afraid of his pressure, and his sea of ​​consciousness wasn't much lower than his own. If a dozen palm strikes were exchanged for an ordinary peak Nascent Soul cultivator, they would have been smashed to dust long ago.

She acted as if nothing had happened.

Seemingly sensing Yun Que's pain, the remnant soul attached to Yun Que looked at her worriedly for a moment, and finally sighed softly in helplessness. In an instant, it turned into a drizzle that soothed the girl's missing sea of ​​consciousness. Only then did Yun Que feel a little better. Moved, she whispered weakly, "Master."

Are you alright?

The other person's spirit seemed even weaker, and although their voice was somewhat tired, they still reassured her: "It's alright, but be careful of that female cultivator; her sea of ​​consciousness is merging."

Yun Que's face paled instantly, and she felt a piercing pain rising in her mind again. She froze in place in fear.

"...You mean, Ye Qiao's divine consciousness is merging?"

No wonder the Seventh Elder told her to stop earlier. She bit her lip and looked at the extremely weak other person, feeling a little guilty. "After I kill her, I will make her replenish your lost divine consciousness."

The soul attached to her was a remnant of a spirit, who was said to have once been a powerful being in the Tribulation Transcending stage. Yun Que discovered this spirit by chance when she found the jade pendant.

The other party was extremely beautiful and had a great understanding of swordsmanship. It was under the other party's guidance that Yun Que gradually built a solid foundation and got to where she is today.

Otherwise, relying solely on Yunhen's guidance...

Her pretty face darkened slightly, and her complexion remained pale.

The Moon Cleansing Sect primarily focuses on talismanic arts. Although their sword techniques are also quite good, they are not as proficient as those of other sects.

Especially since it is of the same Heavenly Grade as Qingfeng Jue, but because the sect mainly focuses on talisman cultivation, it has not made any modifications or improvements for a long time. As a result, their swordsmanship is far less fast and powerful than Changming Sect's, and also less domineering and strong than Wenjian Sect's.

If she learns swordsmanship halfway through her studies, her foundation will easily become unstable.

Fortunately, she was lucky enough to have another mentor to teach her.

……

Ye Qiao held the Golden Lotus of Merit in her hand with ease. With Yun Que no longer in the way, and the Seventh Elder having been entangled with Ming Xuan and the others since he had initially slapped her twice in anger, Ye Qiao wanted to avoid any unforeseen complications. Chen Mu Chan might come looking for Yun Que to settle scores, so it was most important to refine the lotus as soon as possible.

Whether you can take away the items from the Tribulation Stage trials depends on whether they are real or fake.

The Trial of Godhood is a sham; the things within it can only be obtained by the judges of the trial.

But the reality is different.

Take as much as you want.

"Xiao Ai," she inquired probingly, "did you plunder any spiritual artifacts from those worlds during your tribulation trial?"

"No." Mu Li said impatiently, "Keep an eye on that woman. She also has the aura of a remnant soul on her. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Ye Qiao: "Oh. Why don't you rob me?"

She wasn't very interested in that so-called Remnant Soul Immortal Venerable, after all, which female protagonist doesn't have a golden finger old man?

Of course, the kind of golden-finger old man might be from the Dian family, but the golden-finger of the popular woman should be the beautiful immortal venerable one. Ye Qiao thought to herself and then glanced strangely at the situation in her sea of ​​consciousness. So she met Xiao Ai, this scheming and shrewish person who couldn't stand to see her doing well, halfway through her journey.

Her relationship with Mu Li was truly nothing but grudges.

Mu Li: "The Heavenly Dao will not allow it. If each person undergoing tribulation robs the spiritual artifacts of that world, how are the cultivators of the original world supposed to survive?"

She seemed thoughtful: "So there's a quantity limit?"

"nature."

"But as long as it's not too excessive, it's not a problem to take away some of the magical artifacts that were crafted later."

The implication was that we should take it easy, as the old man's patience had its limits.

Don't push it too far, or it will eventually lose patience and kill you, you unfilial descendant.

This means that if Ye Qiao only takes two or three items, that would naturally be fine. She immediately became lively again, her divine sense enveloping the golden lotus and quickly refining it. At the moment of success, the mark on her wrist seemed to react with the lotus.