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

Xue Yu was refining elixirs when she used a demon-binding rope to restrain the demon beast that had gone mad.

To ensure everything went smoothly, Ye Qiao had set up an array in advance. The aphrodisiac pill was very effective, attracting many male demonic beasts. The array lasted for five minutes before dissipating.

She clicked her tongue softly, then simply picked up Duosun and, together with Mu Chongxi, quickly dealt with the demonic beasts blocking their path all at once.

During this time, Ye Qiao also tried to use the second move of the Qingfeng Technique. Each time, she barely touched the edge of the second move and soon didn't know what to do next.

After the two of them finished dealing with the monsters here, Xue Yu took out a jade slip and pondered for a moment: "We only need three hundred more monsters to surpass the Yueqing Sect."

"If we go back the way we came to find and defeat the monster, our ranking in this match will be more secure."

Mu Chongxi: "But since we're already here, let's go in and take a look."

His decision was unanimously approved. As for Zhou Xingyun?

His opinion is unimportant.

The four continued walking inside.

The surrounding walls were made of brown stones. Xue Yu tapped them lightly twice. "This cave should not have been built by the cultivators of the Five Sects."

Although he wasn't a weapon cultivator, he was still from one of the Eight Great Families, and this material was somewhat similar to the stones from the Demon Realm.

Zhou Xingyun: "There's a door here."

The stone door slowly opened, revealing a closed room with four stone walls, surrounded by incomprehensible characters, resembling some kind of incantation.

Based on Xue Yu's experience, it's best not to touch this kind of thing lightly.

As a result, Mu Chongxi and Ye Qiao had already started wandering around aimlessly.

Xue Yu paused for a moment, then said, "Don't touch it. This looks very dangerous."

However, Zhou Xingyun, who was always bored with everything, reached out and poked the uneven curse mark on it, commenting, "Really ugly."

Xue Yu: "..."

"Give up, Xue Yu, hahaha."

"Anyway, they've been acting strangely for more than just a day or two."

"I found it really enjoyable to watch the Grand Tournament from the perspective of a direct descendant of the Changming lineage."

At least the atmosphere in the team was quite happy.

After trying to dissuade them several times and finding that he couldn't stop them at all, Xue Yu also chose to join in.

Join if you can't.

The four of them treated this strange place as if it were their own backyard.

Mingxuan, watching from the sidelines, was consumed by jealousy: "Damn it!"

He also wanted to go in and play with Ye Qiao.

Song Hansheng sneered: "You're really courting death."

Two sects were eliminated, and Changming Sect was guaranteed first place, but where did they get the guts to go to such an evil place?

"I thought it was a pig squealing. Oh ho, it's the great genius of the Moon Purity Sect." Mingxuan smiled brightly at Song Hansheng after hearing his sarcastic words. "You Sword Inquiry Sect and Moon Purity Sect are both sitting in the elimination rounds, eating fruit, and you still have the mind to care about us?"

Song Hansheng choked for a moment: "...Don't go too far."

Chu Xingzhi's forehead twitched: "Really, nobody wants to team up with me to beat him up?"

That Mingxuan is so despicable.

Zhai Chen advised, "You'll lose points, calm down."

Didn't they say Xuan had a demon in his heart? He didn't look like someone with a demon at all. Zhai Chen felt that if he stayed with him for too long, he would develop a demon himself.

The way they speak in the Changming Sect is completely consistent with their own despicable ways!

……

After wandering around the area, Ye Qiao spotted a scroll in mid-air. It was half-open, and when opened, golden light floated around it, creating scattered sparkles.

"What is this?"

Zhou Xingyun: "It's somewhat like a medium for maintaining the opening of the secret realm."

The Great Secret Realm opens once every hundred years, supported by powerful magical artifacts that allow it to function and open its entrance.

The magical artifacts used to open the secret realm are all high-quality items.

Mu Chongxi: "What will happen if we take it?"

"No one has tried it," Zhou Xingyun said.

Xue Yu: "I'll try it later."

As the four were still engaged in their unrestrained conversation, a rough, somewhat hoarse voice suddenly drifted from behind them: "Little girl."

Ye Qiao: "A ghost?"

Mu Chongxi and Xue Yu said in unison, "I don't believe it."

Ye Qiao glanced at the two of them. Damn it, they actually plagiarized her words!

"Be serious." Zhou Xingyun gestured for them to look behind them. "Give the old man some respect."

"..." An outsider: So your so-called respect is just calling someone an old man?

Old man: "..."

He had actually been holding back for a long time. He had initially thought they were just a group of rogue cultivators, but when he saw these four people swaggering in like bandits, with their uniform red sect robes, he began to have a plan.

He is a direct disciple.

But have all the direct disciples in the cultivation world become like this now?

Ye Qiao peeked over and saw an old man, dressed in drab, even somewhat gaunt clothes, like a shadow, as if he might vanish at any moment. She made up her mind and asked innocently, "Can't you get out?"

He was overjoyed.

The young girl was very soft-hearted and easy to fool, so the old man immediately put on a weathered expression and said, "Yes."

"I've been trapped here for decades," he said, tears streaming down his face. "I never thought I'd finally find you."

Ye Qiao didn't comment on his cringe-worthy acting skills, and quietly hid behind Xue Yu, afraid that the old man would see through her distorted acting. She then signaled her third senior brother to go and negotiate with him.

Xue Yu narrowed his eyes, basically confirming that this was a demon, and calmly lowered his gaze: "What do you want us to do?"

"Let me out." His voice was urgent. "That little girl is Fu Xiu, right? Just do as I say, and I'll repay you when I get out."

Ye Qiao: "But I'm only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment."

The old man paused for a moment, then said, "Foundation Building?"

Is the threshold for direct mentorship really that low now?

Or is she the kind of genius whose talent is so high that the five sects would make an exception for her?

Perhaps harboring the hope that Ye Qiao was a genius, the old man roused himself, looked at the four people, each with an innocent appearance, and smiled: "I'll teach you how to open this kind of formation."

"It's very simple."

Ye Qiao watched as he became energetic and even demonstrated the starting stance of the formation for her.

She observed for a moment without making a sound, and confirmed that she had never seen these broken formations before.

But that didn't stop Ye Qiao from secretly memorizing it. With so many cultivators watching outside, learning something that looked so sinister would inevitably lead to a barrage of criticism. But how would they know whether she had actually learned it in private?

Seeing how earnestly she was learning, the old man began to practice his movements with even more enthusiasm. He had been trapped for nearly a century since being imprisoned by his close associates a hundred years ago, and no one had discovered this place since. He was on the verge of losing even his last shred of soul.

The demons' cultivation methods are insidious; as long as a sliver of their soul remains, they can possess another's body. This is not difficult for him, as long as he can escape.

"Have you learned it yet?" He was tired from teaching and looked at Ye Qiao with anticipation.

Ye Qiao shook her head: "I didn't learn it."

"It's too difficult," she said. "Why don't you find a few easier ones?"

The old man's face contorted for a moment, but he quickly smiled again: "Alright." He held back.

In his heart, however, he cursed the sect leaders of the five sects furiously. Which idiot chose their personal disciples? They were as stupid as pigs.

He's gone through over a hundred variations, yet she hasn't learned a single one.

Seeing this, Song Hansheng was completely relieved.

The old man's demonstration of how to break the formation was very simple, yet Ye Qiao couldn't remember a single one, showing that it wasn't something she had learned in just six months.

As for Xue Yu's boast about his junior sister's photographic memory, he had long forgotten it.

Who would believe that?

Old man: "Have you learned it?"

Ye Qiao mumbled, "More or less."

She had indeed remembered most of it, so she looked at the old man and asked again, "Are you really unable to get out?"

The old man nodded quickly, skillfully making empty promises: "Yes, young lady. You..."

Ye Qiao flashed a bright smile, grabbed the scroll floating in the air, and ran away, leaving behind only the words: "Since you can't get out, then I'm relieved."