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

If I marry Ye Qiao, won't I be subjected to domestic violence by her every day?

Seeing this, Ming couldn't help but ponder. Her usually calm expression showed a rare hint of emotion as she looked at her senior brothers not far away and said earnestly, "Zhu You has a point. Time waits for no one, senior brothers."

Mingyi suddenly called out to his senior brothers who had been with Qingzong for several months, startling the other four so much that they almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

What happened that led to them arresting people on the spot?

Did they fail to keep up with the train of thought and pace of these junior sisters?

Qin Huai glanced at them and couldn't help but sneer, thinking that these female cultivators had no martial ethics and were actually dragging so many male fellow cultivators into the mess just to win over Ye Qiao.

But that's not the point. The point is that they're dragging male cultivators into this mess, which means the more male cultivators the better.

That's good.

In terms of the number of male cultivators, the Feng Sect has the advantage.

Qin Huai couldn't help but ponder, after all, their sect, Chengfeng Sect, was full of straight men.

He also called out, "Our Chengfeng Sect is entirely composed of Yuan Yang."

The four members of Chengfeng Sect hesitated, wondering if this was something worth publicizing.

Ye Qiao didn't miss their chatter. She was speechless and too lazy to pay attention. She went to Kunlun Mountain first. Kunlun Mountain was the Seventh Elder's mountain. As a powerful talisman cultivator, it had many mysteries. The array was composed of countless talismans, forming a fantastical scene of all kinds of things. The killing intent was everywhere. Now it had been destroyed and the Dao energy left behind by the array was everywhere.

She casually crushed the already disintegrated arrays, swept them around, and stuffed all the spiritual artifacts that the Seventh Elder had plundered in alliance with the demons over the years into her bosom.

Let me try it out first.

I'll return it then.

She was playing with more than a dozen innate spiritual artifacts that ordinary people had never seen in their lives. A gear was spinning in her hand. Ye Qiao threw it high into the air. In an instant, it flew through the air and crashed into the formation. The space around it seemed to be cut in two.

After Ye Qiao entered the fray, the scene descended into chaos, filled with the stench of blood.

Upon seeing her enter the formation, the four who had scattered quickly huddled together and asked her, "What should we do, junior sister?"

The fighting within the formation had gone completely berserk. In this life-or-death situation, the powerful cultivators of the cultivation world pulled out all their most treasured possessions, becoming surprisingly united compared to their previous disorganized state. For a time, this actually allowed them to linger on for a while longer.

Ye Qiao didn't take it seriously. "If we just put in a little more effort, we can wipe them all out in one go. What ability do they have to fight us then?"

She has no brains; all she wants now is to kill these people.

"That's not the issue." Xue Yu said seriously, gesturing for her to look over: "Junior Uncle seems to be... showing signs of demonic possession."

He rummaged through the bottle of pills, wondering if there were any that could instantly calm him down.

If all else fails, should we have our junior sister knock the other person unconscious?

Becoming truly possessed by a demon is no fun at all.

"Junior Sister," Mingxuan said, "Do you have a solution?"

"What can I do?" Ye Qiao stood beside them and subconsciously looked at the other party. She noticed a bit of murderous aura between the other party's eyebrows, and his aura became somewhat gloomy. She couldn't help but gasp. She didn't discriminate against demonic cultivators. Anyway, once the realm is high, what difference does it make what kind of cultivator you are?

The problem is that those who fall into demonic possession are prone to mental breakdown. Furthermore, Xie Chuxue is at the peak of the Fusion Realm and can step into the Tribulation Realm in one step. If he falls into demonic possession, wouldn't the petty Heavenly Dao take this opportunity to kill him?

In conclusion, this is a major problem.

Ye Qiao subconsciously took out her Golden Lotus of Merit. Three of the four lotuses possessed pure energy and could ward off evil spirits. She wondered if it could deal with inner demons.

While she was picking out the lotus flower, a group of people swarmed towards Xie Chuxue, unleashing their mysterious magical treasures and taking turns attacking her.

To break the formation, besides having the talisman cultivators work together, there is another way: kill the person who set up the formation.

Seeing that these old bastards were beating up her martial uncle without any martial ethics, Ye Qiao threw three spirit swords at them. The array covered them and shook their souls violently. The aura of tribulation pressing down on them caused some of them to kneel down without any warning. With a press of the sword energy, Wan Xian bent over and spat out a mouthful of blood in a sorry state.

"Forget it." Ye Qiao summoned the lotus flower, her expression turning cold. "Let's wipe out these people first."

The best way to get rid of inner demons is, of course, to eliminate them all. No one should be allowed to allow her martial aunt to develop inner demons.

Before the emperor even appeared, an aura of slaughter swept across the land. A bright, fiery red bird took flight, accompanied by the cry of a legendary phoenix. It circled around the Changming Sect, and the flames of Nirvana rained down continuously, creating a vast expanse of karmic fire.

This phoenix fire cannot be extinguished except by Gui water.

But where can you find that kind of water essence? Phoenixes are almost extinct, what kind of luck is Ye Qiao having?

Ye Qiao sneered and swung her sword again, smashing their magical artifacts.

Within a single day, no matter how many methods and magical treasures they used, they could not overcome the limitations of their cultivation levels and were unable to break through the formation. The members of the five sects showed no mercy and slaughtered nearly three hundred powerful figures. The entire Changming Sect was filled with endless resentment and bloodshed. In just a few days, nearly four hundred powerful figures were all defeated and died within the Changming Sect.

The aristocratic families who sensed that something had happened to their ancestors hurriedly gathered people to prepare to go to Changming Sect to rescue them, but it was already too late.

No outsiders are allowed to enter the formation.

In the cultivation world, there are those who are superior to Xie Chuxue, and Yun Hen's attainments are, strictly speaking, purer than Xie Chuxue's.

However, the other party is far away in the Demon Realm and cannot come. Even if they could come, they would never dare to offend the Changming Sect.

They could only watch helplessly as, in just one day, the stars dimmed in the entire cultivation world at night, countless powerful figures perished, and an ominous aura of slaughter lingered.

The moment the internal situation was discovered, the entire cultivation world was in an uproar.

Nearly half of the powerful beings gathered here, and were all killed. How terrifying this group was!

It is no exaggeration to say that those who dared to follow the Seventh Elder were all capable and had lived for countless years; they could hold off more than a thousand cultivators on their own.

Yet he lost his life at the Changming Sect. Not only were outsiders shocked, but even the cultivators who were halfway through the battle, whose disciples were too excited and Ye Qiao's arrival made it truly impossible for one man to break through ten thousand, were also shocked.

The most troublesome Seventh Elder died in the formation, his primordial spirit scattered, while a group of powerful figures with imposing momentum dealt with him in less than ten days.

Yue Qing'an subconsciously unfolded a copper coin in his hand, then took out the tortoise shell, instinctively wanting to calculate, "Is that all? All done?"

Don't say he was shocked.

Chu Ling was also stunned.

Before the fight broke out, she never imagined things could be resolved so easily.

Chu Ling looked at the scene before her, the air thick with the stench of blood. Countless cultivators stood in various directions, each wielding a sword. The powerful figures falling one after another were like helpless children. The senior uncle of the Changming Sect was truly ruthless, not even intending to spare their souls.

They are truly unafraid of karmic retribution.

Chu Ling took a slight breath and looked at Ye Qiao, the young girl undergoing her tribulation.

No wonder...

No wonder she dared to challenge the Seventh Elder.

It's actually a tribulation...

"The Chosen One, Huo Fengbo..." Chu Ling murmured again, recalling the chaotic divination results from before: "When the dragon and phoenix appear, Penglai emerges, all immortals perish, and the universe is in chaos."

So she was the chosen one all along.

In a way, Yue Qing'an and Ye Qiao both belong to the path of the common people.

But different paths exist. He follows the lineage of divination and deduction, so he naturally knew from childhood that destiny cannot be defied.

Having firmly believed in the Dao for decades, Ye Qiao's beliefs were shattered in a single day. He used his strength to show Ye Qiao that destiny can be disrupted.

Yue Qing'an was neither annoyed nor disappointed; instead, her eyes lit up.

"I knew it! Ye Qiao is different from the others." Chu Ling grabbed her senior brother's sleeve and seized the opportunity to speak. "One person stirring up trouble, is this what you call destiny, Senior Brother?"

She never agreed with Yue Qing'an's decision to never intervene when she knew what was going to happen, believing that some people's deaths were simply a matter of fate and the inevitable course of events.

Chu Ling genuinely felt that her senior brother probably didn't even understand what the Dao of All Living Beings was, and was just randomly cultivating every day.

Yue Qing'an was also stunned, meeting his junior sister's somewhat mocking gaze.

The two siblings had different views from the beginning. As the saying goes, those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. Chu Ling never gave up correcting his overly stubborn ideas.

For the first time ever, Yue Qing'an didn't refute, but stared blankly at the other person, nodding as if he understood.

Perhaps my junior sister is right.

It wasn't wrong of Ye Qiao to punch him the first time they met.

He was indeed being stubborn before.

……

"Junior Uncle," Ye Qiao called out, "calm down."

They went on a killing spree this time.

Countless malevolent energies soared into the sky, enough to rival the slaughter of the demon race. Although the sky had long been covered by thunderclouds from the tribulations of various powerful figures, making it impossible to discern the thoughts of the Heavenly Dao, based on Ye Qiao's experience of being struck by lightning many times, the Heavenly Dao was definitely enraged.

Killing someone is one thing, but destroying their soul is actually unreasonable.

Mingxuan chimed in, "If all else fails, should we have those bald monks from Buddhism and Taoism perform a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife?"

Xue Yu: "That won't do, we can't let them get away with this."

But Xie Chuxue's actions were indeed somewhat extreme.

Mu Chongxi gestured, "Go."

Stop them!

Ye Qiao: "I'm not going."

Zhou Xingyun also shook his head.

"Junior Sister, why don't you go?" Xue Yu smiled brightly at her. "You're undergoing tribulation. Your greatness needs no further explanation."

Ye Qiao: "..."

She pondered for a moment, then called Miao Miao and Song Hansheng over to try the three lotus flowers to see if they would work.

If it weren't for the fact that the Changming Sect's massacre of powerful figures had drawn countless cultivators' divine senses, Ye Qiao feared she would be mistaken for a lunatic. She would have loved to shake her junior uncle's shoulder and tell him, "Ants have been racing for ten years, wake up!"

Okay, putting myself in his shoes, Junior Uncle is really in a tough spot.

Tragic in every sense of the word.

The other party has a very lively personality and is rarely seen to be angry. He is always willing to give guidance to the younger generation if he can, and if he cannot, he tells them who to seek help from. He is not arrogant and does not lecture people for no reason. Disciples from both the inner and outer sects like to ask him questions.

As for Elder Zhao?

Do not make jokes.

If someone can't answer and is considered dull-witted, Elder Zhao is likely to fly into a rage.

Xie Chuxue has a good personality, and it's rare to see him like this. He looks astonishingly red, as if he's entangled by countless grievances. His robes are not supposed to be stained with blood unless there's too much blood. He looks quite disheveled, and his current appearance is truly undeniably that of someone who has fallen into demonic possession.

No wonder her senior brothers were unwilling; they were all afraid of being beaten to death in the past.

Seeing this, Chu Ling followed behind Ye Qiao, saying, "Senior."

Her voice rose, "Fate has changed. Why cling to the past?"

Xie Chuxue casually condensed several sword blades with her spiritual energy. Upon hearing this, she looked at Chu Ling, unsure if she had taken it to heart. Chu Ling swallowed hard, feeling that this powerful figure's sword blade was about to strike her throat in the next second.

Upon seeing this, Ye Qiao flung out the Golden Lotus of Merit, while the other two flowers were also placed in front of his eyes.

She couldn't help but call out with concern, "Junior Martial Uncle?"

The three lotus flowers emitted different halos, bright yet gentle, and a pure aura spread before his eyes. Xie Chuxue seemed to come back to her senses, her mind gradually clearing. She let go of her hand in dejection, and the spiritual energy at her fingertips disappeared at this moment. The murderous aura from before seemed to have vanished.

Reason gradually returned, and he glanced coldly at the murderous aura emanating from the Changming Sect before him. His thoughts were too numerous and complex, and finally turned into a barely perceptible sigh. He blinked, his eyes reddening, as if he could shed tears of blood at any moment.

"I see."

"Put away those flowers, Xiao Qiao." Xie Chuxue concealed his expression. He no longer pursued those spirits, knowing that Heaven would not allow it.

Xie Chuxue undoubtedly resented the Heavenly Dao, but he should also know that without the Heavenly Dao's arrangement, he would never have had a second chance.

and so.

The current outcome is the best possible result.

Xie Chuxue seemed to be thinking about something. Her eyes, which had been filled with murderous aura, returned to normal, her spiritual energy dissipated, and she smiled at Ye Qiao.

Afterwards, she composed herself, looked at the mess in front of her, and saw that almost all the cultivators in the cultivation world had mobilized their divine senses to focus on Changming Sect. Xie Chuxue glanced at it briefly and felt a splitting headache.

It was a satisfying killing spree.

Cleaning up the mess is the most troublesome part.

As an elder, he certainly wouldn't let the younger generation clean up the mess, so he took the initiative to stop them. After calming down, he glanced at the disciples surrounding him, all of them looking around anxiously and peeking out, seemingly very worried, and couldn't help but smile again.

The others felt a little uneasy at his laughter.

Xie Chuxue seemed to have returned to normal, without that relentless temper, but his inexplicable smile at them couldn't possibly be anything good.

As expected, the other party smiled faintly, "This battle has come to an end, thanks to everyone's help. When the time comes, all the major sects and families will come to demand an explanation. If you have nothing else to do, then let's go down the mountain together."

"What."

"Um??"

Seeing their stunned expressions, Xie Chuxue's face finally brightened a bit. She pointed to the foot of the mountain behind her and laughed, "You don't really think that killing these people will leave you with nothing else to do, do you?"

"There are demons down the mountain."

While the demons were still happily roaming the cultivation world, the infighting among cultivators naturally delighted the great demons who had emerged from the Demon Abyss. Most of them began sweeping through the cultivation world, indiscriminately seeking out cultivators to absorb their cultivation and make up for the power they had lost in the Demon Abyss over the past few thousand years. The common people were filled with resentment and suffered greatly as they were ravaged.

"oh."

Ye Qiao held her lotus flower, stared blankly for a moment, and then she understood.

So it turns out I still have to go down the mountain to save the people from their suffering.

They were momentarily deflated, but quickly regained their spirits. They had killed this group of people in a moment of momentary pleasure, but they would inevitably face trouble afterward.

But they're still just kids!

When the sky falls, of course the elders of the cultivation world will hold it up!

Xie Chuxue's implication was simple: as long as she led the disciples of various sects to quell the rebellious demons, they would be liberated!

"Relocate one-third of the people to various locations. All of you will lead teams together."

"Let's go down the mountain together."

"Okay." This time, they answered in unison.