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

Ye Qiao glanced at the number of people and sighed inwardly, thinking that these five eccentric masters from Chengfeng Sect were the most reliable. Their timing was also perfect.

Not only was Qin Huai stunned, but Duan Hengdao was also dumbfounded. Looking at the treasure he had just pulled out, he immediately put it back. "You broke the formation?"

Breaking a formation requires a certain level of skill; everyone knows what level the Seventh Elder is at.

Qin Huai tilted his head, his voice somewhat indifferent, "Did Xie Chuxue leave you a talisman to break the formation?"

The only one who can rival the Seventh Elder in the art of formations is Xie Chuxue.

"No, I used up all the talismans he gave me before." Ye Qiao raised her hand to signal them to stop when she saw that they were about to speak. She came to split the mountain today, not to catch up with them. It had only been a few months since they last met, and there was nothing to reminisce about.

"To make a long story short, during my ten-odd days in the secret realm, Seventh Elder must have acquired quite a few rare and precious treasures, right?"

"right."

Duan Hengdao also found it very strange. Not only did a peak Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly appear in the Changming Sect, but that elder was also incredibly shameless, ordering his inner and outer disciples to rob and steal opportunities from others.

I don't understand what he's trying to do.

"What do you think he wants to do?"

Ye Qiao: "First, nourish the innate spiritual artifact."

"Secondly, he is mentally unstable."

The strength of innate spiritual artifacts also needs to be nurtured. For example, the tower spirit will find its own food and raise a ghost king to provide it with energy. The dark book also needs the supply of blood. The innate spiritual artifacts in the hands of the Seventh Elder are the pillars of various places. Once they are refined, the Heavenly Gate will be forcibly opened. Not to mention what things will come down from the sky.

With those magical artifacts melted down, some areas, lacking the support of innate magical artifacts, are prone to chaos.

Ye Qiao guessed that she had completely pushed him to his limit.

Unlike his stable happiness in the original story, his plans in this world have failed one after another, so he has to change his strategy and adopt more extreme methods. He joins forces with the demons and the Buddhist and Taoist sects and takes the five sects as the first target. As long as he can get rid of those sect leaders, he will be the number one person in the cultivation world.

Clearly, someone who can endure humiliation and hardship for decades, or even a century, just to seize control of a sect in one day, could not possibly be doing so because of mental instability.

"He wants to use those treasures to nourish a primordial spiritual artifact?" Duan Hengdao was puzzled. "What kind of spiritual artifact does he want to nourish?"

There are several types of innate spiritual artifacts. The Bright Moon Arrow and the Dark Book are examples of artifacts formed from various spiritual energies. There is also a spiritual artifact formed from a moon's essence, which is an artifact formed from a concentration of malevolent energy.

What kind of animals does the Seventh Elder feed?

"You should be the ones to ask that." Mu Chongxi, who had just arrived, glared at them. "Back when innate spiritual artifacts were stolen from various places, we sent you to provide support, but you were all more trouble than you were worth. You didn't even manage to save a single artifact."

In the end, only the Dragon Pearl of the South China Sea was saved, and the dragons were extremely grateful to them.

As always, he showed no mercy. Duan Hengdao held back and didn't retort, only saying, "Regardless of the type, if a certain number of innate spiritual artifacts are gathered and destroyed, it will have a significant impact on the cultivation world."

This situation would inevitably provoke the wrath of Heaven.

Under the calamity of heaven, chaos reigned, and the chosen one of destiny was sacrificed to open the gates of heaven.

The Seventh Elder was recklessly jumping around on the edge of the Heavenly Dao, attempting to break the balance between the two realms.

He's just stirring up trouble, what are you going to do about it?

Ultimately, as long as Ye Qiao is killed, all of Heaven's plans will fall through.

From now on, isn't that place of ascension something he can enter whenever he wants?

Shen Ziwei agreed, then clicked her tongue as she looked at the Buddhist cultivators surrounding them. "So many aristocratic families and sects getting involved means there are many forces connected to the Seventh Elder. What should we do?"

Right now, it's just some ordinary Buddhist cultivators taking the stage. If they don't leave soon, all the peak masters of the twelve peaks will be mobilized to capture her.

"Why don't you run away quickly?"

Shen Ziwei kindly advised her.

"I don't want to run. It's already chaotic enough, so I wouldn't mind if it got even more chaotic." Ye Qiao looked up at the sect not far away, a sword in her hand, and with an air of defiance, she laughed, "We've already broken into forbidden areas and caused trouble in dungeons, so what if we cleave Kunshan in two?"

Qin Huai frowned. "You..."

crazy?

"What they said makes sense. Don't be impulsive. I brought KFC over." Xue Yu grabbed the little phoenix in front of him and put it in her arms. After KFC and the little prince released the Mingyu, they returned to their sect and waited for news from Ye Qiao.

Ye Qiao reached out and caught the bird, finding it to be quite heavy.

She didn't spoil it; she threw it on the ground, and it transformed into a little girl.

KFC snorted. The red-haired loli spun around, sniffing and touching her, as if she had brought back a few things during her time in the secret realm.

After all, they are two light-attribute spiritual artifacts, so she definitely likes them. What she dislikes are Bujianjun and Anshu Xiaoxi, these three products of the underworld.

Seeing the shovel of light and the golden lotus of merit, they wished they could crawl in darkness and twist as a collective protest.

But she didn't dare. After all, Ye Qiao had been quite fierce these past few days.

I'm really frustrated.

Fang Zhiyao couldn't help but glance at her, and had a feeling that Ye Qiao... was quite excited?

Ye Qiao was indeed a little excited.

After all, it was his first time fighting against his own sect and exchanging blows with the masters of the various peaks, so he was quite excited.

They had only exchanged a few words when the Eighteen Formations were broken. Perhaps feeling ashamed, and secretly resenting Ye Qiao for using some unknown means to break their formations, the moment they arrived with the peak masters, they threw out a spirit sword. The sword flashed through the clouds with a dazzling light, and the unstoppable aura of the peak Integration Realm crashed down. They didn't forget to say, "Bold Ye Qiao."

"How dare you trespass into Changming Sect."

What a blatant attempt to shift the blame!

Ye Qiao flicked her wrist, and the Seven Treasures Umbrella opened. The seven precious pearls spun and blocked the combined sword strike. She clicked her tongue in amazement.

Duan Hengdao from another world was truly a genius.

"Wow." Duan Hengdao didn't know where Ye Qiao got it from, but he found it very interesting. "A acquired spiritual weapon? How was it crafted? Where did you get it?"

It actually managed to block a sword strike from a peak-level cultivator; that's incredible.

Ye Qiao gave him a strange look. "Do you want to know how an umbrella works?"

She shook the umbrella and noticed that Duan Hengdao's eyes were practically glued to it. Ye Qiao immediately smiled, "After you've settled things with the Changming Sect, I'll let you go back and study it. How about that?"

Duan Hengdao naturally agreed.

He would have helped her even without the umbrella.

Qin Huai and Zhou Xingyun shielded their junior brothers and sisters behind them. No matter how strong the spiritual weapon was, it couldn't withstand the barrage. The Seventh Elder was indeed powerful. When the sword flew down, no one except Ye Qiao could see how it came down.

The sword spirits obediently landed beside their sword master. The Seventh Elder glanced around and spotted the people from the Chengfeng Sect. A sneer appeared on his lips, and he couldn't help but sneer, "What, instead of guarding your own little corner of the world, you're meddling in the affairs of the Changming Sect?"

Except for Junior Uncle, all the other peak masters had arrived, their faces all long and drawn, and you could feel their miserable mood even from a distance of more than ten meters.

Who would have thought that one day, you would draw your sword against a disciple of your own sect?

What's even more tragic for them is that they might not even be able to beat these kids they've watched grow up right under their noses.

Haven't you seen that several elders have been imprisoned?

Of course, the peak masters guessed that it was more likely that the elders were holding back, otherwise even if they were powerful, they couldn't have arrived so quickly.

This act of releasing water also provided them with some ideas.

The Seventh Elder, unaware of their thoughts, reached out and recalled his sword, coldly pointing it at the peak masters, "Take them down."

The binding force of words on law darkened the faces of the peak masters. They had no choice in the matter. The Dan Peak Master sighed silently. He quite liked Ye Qiao. Even though she stole spiritual plants from his medicinal field every day, he thought she was cute and let her steal. If things got really bad, he would just scold Xue Yu.

We haven't been strict enough with Ye Qiao on a regular basis.

Young people who achieve success at a young age are naturally somewhat arrogant, but none of the many geniuses in the cultivation world can rival them.

But what's going on now?

She practically delivered the person to the Seventh Elder's lips, and the Seventh Elder's eyes were practically glowing red as he stared at her, but she seemed oblivious and smiled. Ye Qiao calmly reached out and also gripped the Sect Master's Token in her hand, skillfully exchanging pleasantries with everyone: "Peak Masters? It's been a long time."

"Come with us, Xiao Qiao."

The peak masters looked more like they were crying than laughing, and one of them had already silently drawn his magic weapon.

There was no other way. With the sect leader's order in hand, they couldn't just disobey as they pleased. Without the sect leader's order, they could at least express their spirit of preferring death to submission by choosing to self-destruct. With the sect leader's order, they were restricted in everything they did, and they couldn't even self-destruct.

Once an order is given, you can only obey.

They simply didn't want to, and they had no other choice!

Ye Qiao watched as they all reached out to pull out their natal magical artifacts, and thought to herself.

You call her "Little Qiao" so sweetly, but your actions tell a different story.

Duan Hengdao had never seen such a shameless person before, and angrily said, "You old bastard! Ye Qiao told you to get down here, so you came alone. Why bring so many people?"

"Shameless." Fang Zhiyao nodded repeatedly.

Everyone had revealed all their magical artifacts and spiritual weapons. Of course, the Seventh Elder was not provoked by their few words. He just sneered coldly, looked at the disciples with disdain, and clapped his hands lightly twice.

Several Buddhist cultivators exuding Zen-like aura appeared silently, and with a clap of their hands, various simply dressed but imposing cultivators also descended behind them, forming a trap.

Ye Qiao made an estimate.

There were at least seven or eight hundred people, if not several thousand.

However, what's interesting is that among these visitors, Buddhist cultivators aside, she recognized several familiar faces among the Taoist robes or simply dressed cultivators.

To be precise, they weren't even acquaintances; two of them were actually elders from other sects, and she knew two of them.

Elders of the Wenjian Sect and Chengfeng Sect.

"Elder Sun?" Duan Hengdao's voice suddenly rose as if someone had stepped on his tail, staring intently at one of the elders in a Taoist robe: "What brings you here?"

"Enough with the nonsense." Qin Huai said coldly, "He's already standing right here, what else is there to say?"

Why ask why? What reason could there be? The Seventh Elder wants to use those innate spiritual artifacts to open the Heavenly Gate. Naturally, some people will be tempted. They are not young anymore, and if they do not become immortals, they will never be able to achieve immortality and live as long as the heavens.

Anyone with ambition will inevitably be tempted.

Ye Qiao was not surprised at all. Back in the other world, when the Seventh Elder said that he had a backup plan, she had already guessed that he had many accomplices.

No one is immune to the temptation of opening the Heavenly Gate. Even if it fails and Heaven is enraged, the Seventh Elder will bear the brunt of the consequences.

The idea came from the Seventh Elder, he was the one who captured the person, and he even colluded with the Demon Lord to collect the spiritual artifacts. When the Heavenly Dao settles the score, the karma will fall on the Seventh Elder's head. What are they then? At most, they'll lend him a hand at a crucial moment!

Unfortunately, during the trial, the Seventh Elder was caught off guard by that cunning old man, Tiandao, and before he could call for reinforcements, he was killed by Ye Qiao.

Seeing many familiar faces, Duan Hengdao looked somewhat bewildered and seemed quite unwell.

Those elders were all shrewd and their minds were much more stable than those of a group of children. While Duan Hengdao and the others might be shocked and disappointed by this, they had already drawn their magical weapons without saying a word and coldly struck down.

When Duan Hengdao saw the elder he knew pull out a magical weapon and strike them, he felt both angry and aggrieved. He channeled his grief and anger into strength, took out a magical weapon from his storage bag, and met the attack head-on.

Their current cultivation levels are all at the late or peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

He was just one step away from becoming a god.

The direct disciples are capable of fighting beyond their level, and with the accumulation of various rare and precious materials, they are even capable of fighting against the elders.

Elder Sun's eyes darkened as he looked at Duan Hengdao. He knew this kid wasn't good at fighting, so he targeted him. Little did he expect that the magical weapon in the other's hand was so cunning that it was impossible to defend against.

These disciples, either don't give them a chance to grow, or once you do, they become very... tricky.

Just as a group of powerful figures were besieging these disciples, suddenly a disciple in the crowd shouted, "I support Ye Qiao as sect leader!"

After Lu Xiaoming finished shouting, he covered his mouth and chuckled. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, he then added in a high-pitched voice:

"I support it too!"

After a few seconds of silence, the group of disciples exchanged glances and suddenly became excitedly frantic. It would have been better if no one had spoken, but once someone started, the disciples from both the inner and outer sects became bolder and began shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Ye Qiao Ye Qiao!!"

"Long live Ye Qiao!"

In truth, Ye Qiao is young. Although he is indeed formidable in actual combat, his age makes it difficult for him to gain the respect of the masses. No one would accept such a young sect leader. But what do the inner and outer disciples care about these things? They'll follow whoever offers the best treatment. If Ye Qiao becomes the sect leader, at least they won't be forced to rob people everywhere and get beaten up.

These disciples were originally just spectators. After all, the identities of elder, peak master, and personal disciple were all incredibly prestigious, and it was not something they could get involved in. They had originally planned to be obsequious and just let things slide.

Little did they expect that Ye Qiao would charge into Changming Sect with her sword, setting a precedent for them.

Once someone starts it, their long-suppressed resentment will suddenly surge forth, and they will have the courage to challenge others.

That's Ye Qiao!

With her around, what is there to be afraid of?

It should be noted that the token only binds the elders and peak masters; the disciples are not subject to its control. However, they generally respect their teachers and do whatever the elders tell them to do, accompanied by shouts of "Long live Ye Qiao" from the crowd.

Ye Qiao raised his sword, instantly creating a thousand waves, and grinned at the Seventh Elder, "Did you hear that, old man?"

"We, the disciples of the Changming Sect—"

"That's outrageous."

Seventh Elder: "???"