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

They were determined to eavesdrop, and Dai Zhi felt it was inappropriate and tried to stop them, but the three of them glared at him, so he could only weakly mute himself and eavesdrop with them.

Mingyi's concealment technique was executed so casually that it was impossible to hide it from the two of them. But since the two were discussing the Dao, there was nothing wrong with them listening. There was really no need for them to act like thieves.

Ye Qiao cut to the chase and asked him bluntly, "How do you intend to discuss the Dao?"

Song Hansheng hesitated for a moment, not really wanting to touch her fist with his face.

He gestured for her to sit down, "Calm down."

"Now that the Demon Lord's matter is resolved, what are your plans regarding the Golden Lotus of Merit and other spiritual artifacts?"

Ye Qiao pulled out a Golden Lotus of Merit that was exactly the same as Chen Muzhan's. This was really contrary to normal people's understanding. After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that Ye Qiao might have other opportunities. Otherwise, it would be impossible for his cultivation level to rise so quickly without any aftereffects.

Ye Qiao pondered, "Those things shouldn't need to be returned, right?"

When she took it, Heaven didn't tell her to return it, nor did it seem to reject her.

"Of course you don't need to return it." Song Hansheng glanced at her, his expression strange, and said calmly, "What are you thinking? How can you return something you've already got?"

Ye Qiao said "Oh," blinked, and asked, "Then what do you mean?"

Song Hansheng pointed to the mustard pouch at her waist, "I won't ask you where you got those things, but since you accepted them, you've incurred a debt of karma."

Ye Qiao covered her sac and exclaimed, "Impossible!"

She saved that world!

"Then let me ask you something." Song Hansheng found her wary look extremely amusing, so he continued, "The Han Guang Shovel might not be necessary, since it belongs to your sect and they naturally gave it to you voluntarily. But the Golden Lotus of Merit is a treasure of both Buddhism and Taoism. You take it and don't need to return it?"

Ye Qiao was stumped by the question.

If Song Hansheng hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten about it.

Song Hansheng comforted her, "However, since Heaven allows identical spiritual artifacts to appear, there must be other arrangements."

Ye Qiao twirled the lotus flower into her palm and examined it carefully for a long time. She had left in a hurry during the trial and hadn't even left a single word. If she owed Buddhism and Taoism a karmic debt, she could just go back and return it. Anyway, she could just go and snatch Chen Muzhan's from this world later.

Chen Muzhan is still in their sect's dungeon. The junior uncle is a complete swindler, who stole all of Chen Muzhan's alms bowl, prayer beads, and golden lotus of merit.

According to the theory of cause and effect, the Buddhist and Taoist sects still owe the Changming Sect a debt of cause and effect. If the Buddhist and Taoist sects hadn't interfered, the Seventh Elder's plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

"I might have to make that trip again sometime." Ye Qiao was too lazy to think about it. Things would work themselves out. She could finally relax and retire early. Seeing that Song Hansheng had only come to remind her, she gave up the idea of ​​fighting. The two chatted casually over tea.

Ye Qiao wasn't the type to endure loneliness, but she wouldn't go looking for trouble either. She played within the limits she could control. Song Hansheng couldn't help but laugh when he saw her looking so lonely and desolate while she was drinking tea.

"If you really want to find excitement, why not go treasure hunting in the secret realm? With your current luck, you should be able to find some decent treasures."

The restrictions within the secret realm are the most severe; even those undergoing tribulation who fall into it will have their cultivation level suppressed.

Thinking about the magical artifacts in Ye Qiao's hands, Song Hansheng felt that going in would probably be like killing a chicken.

What? Letting her in would be very unfair to the cultivators entering the secret realm?

Song Hansheng didn't care. If you ask him, being able to exchange a few blows with someone who had just been through a tribulation and get beaten up would be an honor for them.

Song Hansheng has always been blatantly hypocritical; he hates those he dislikes and wants them to disappear from his sight, but he treats his close friends differently.

Moreover, how could his friend be wrong?

I just hope those people won't be ungrateful.

"You're right." Ye Qiao's eyes brightened slightly for a moment.

Not long ago, Mu Li hurriedly returned to the Demon Clan's lair. With the Demon Lord's body battered and bruised, he wouldn't be able to easily go out for a stroll without repairing it for several hundred years. In other words, the next hundred years would definitely be peaceful.

Moreover, the two at least had a superficial, half-hearted master-disciple relationship, though not much, it was enough.

We'll deal with the future later.

The key point is that no one will complain about having too little stuff. Even if you don't need it yourself, you can give it to a younger generation you like in the future.

"Thanks for reminding me." If Song Hansheng hadn't reminded her, Ye Qiao really wouldn't have thought about whether the Golden Lotus of Merit should be returned to the Buddhist and Taoist world in another world.

After all, the Buddhist and Taoist sects in the other world hadn't done anything yet. The treasure was first taken away by Yun Que, and then by Ye Qiao. It was... quite unlucky.

"And thank you for what happened before." Ye Qiao was referring to the battle at Changming Sect where he helped out. If it weren't for the spiritual weapon in his hand, the formation would have been broken by the two of them long ago.

If the Seventh Elder breaks free from the formation and launches a counterattack, the number of casualties will definitely be much higher than the current number.

Upon hearing this, Song Hansheng's lips curled up slightly. "Since you invited me back then, I was naturally willing to help you."

"Oh." Ye Qiao said calmly, "You're just going to walk away without me inviting you???"

Song Hansheng paused slightly, then hesitated for a moment before answering, "No, not either."

He said earnestly, "Of course I'm willing. I'm just afraid you won't be."

He originally intended to help her.

……

Mingyi, who was eavesdropping outside the door, pondered for a while before uttering, "Is that what you wish for?"

Su Zhuo turned his head, covered his mouth, widened his eyes, and then, as if struck by a sudden inspiration, added, "I dare not ask you."

Hahahaha!

Judging from how worthless he looks, Song Hansheng was probably waiting for Ye Qiao to ask him for help!

The two of them were acting like idiots outside the door.

The two people inside were both at a higher cultivation level than the four people outside. Song Hansheng had just finished speaking when he heard the two men's unrestrained voices. His calm expression shifted slightly, and he instantly became agitated, his voice rising sharply: "Su Zhuo, Zhai Chenming, Yi Daizhi!"

The four people who were called out by the senior brother paused slightly in their peeping.

You should know that when he called out a string of names, in the eyes of the four men, it was no less than the King of Hell calling out a roll call.

That was terrifying!

The door was suddenly flung open, and the four of them trembled. When they looked up and met their senior brother's icy expression, they froze and fell silent as chickens.

Mingyi covered her face, refusing to look at the other person.

As long as she can't see it, Song Hansheng can forget about glaring at her.

Song Hansheng: "..."

Are the Ming family members inherently despicable?

This junior sister seemed perfectly normal at first.

Song Hansheng looked annoyed and felt like hitting someone.

In fact, he did just that.

Summoning an unnamed white lotus, Song Hansheng's expression turned exceptionally gloomy. He sneered and then slammed the magical artifact over their heads.

The nameless white lotus is primarily for purifying the mind and spirit, making it perfect for those with inner demons.

However, we cannot ignore its power as a magical weapon; at the very least, it hurts enough to hit someone with it.

The petals clustered together to form a flower bud and slammed hard onto the heads of the four people.

"Aww."

The four of them screamed and scrambled away.

Who are you?! Throw one of the Four Lotus Spiritual Weapons at them!

After clutching his head and yelling in pain, Su Zhuo quickly slipped away to a secluded corner, his face showing the awkwardness of being caught spying.

But after looking at the other three, he felt at ease again.

He secretly began to ponder with his junior brothers and sisters, "Song Hansheng must be angry out of embarrassment."

Mingyi nodded; it was quite obvious.

Zhai Chen frowned: "If you hadn't insisted on seeing Senior Brother make a fool of himself, he wouldn't have smashed me too."

These two people, who were just watching the show, insisted on dragging him and Dai Zhiye, two honest men, into it. They were absolutely despicable!

Moreover, why did they have to smash him when they could smash the other three? Zhai Chen was a little annoyed.

Su Zhuo snorted coldly through his nose and curled his lip: "You talk like you didn't watch the show."

Song Hansheng was no pushover; he was petty and vengeful. Seeing four onlookers, he didn't hesitate to hold a grudge against them and planned to make things difficult for them when he returned to the sect.

The reason why the chief is the chief is because they have special privileges. Generally speaking, the most favored people in a sect are the younger junior brothers and sisters, but usually the chief is the most valued.

Even if Su Zhuo and the others were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to directly confront Song Hansheng.

After all, these elders are completely biased! Going against the senior brother usually doesn't end well.

Although the four of them were beaten out for being a jerk after eavesdropping for half a minute, it didn't stop Su Zhuo from using his imagination.

He knew he was just imagining things, but thinking about it, if the two of them really had a relationship, then given Ye Qiao's personality, the male cultivator would definitely be the one to marry into the family.

In the Moon Purity Sect, Sect Master Yunhen didn't care what they did, as long as they didn't embarrass their sect all the time.

Therefore, Song Hansheng was in charge of affairs within the clan on a daily basis.

At first, Song Hansheng secluded himself for several years. The huge mountain sect only had a few direct disciples. With no one to supervise him, Su Zhuo had a very happy life.

Until his senior brother emerged from seclusion, he and Zhai Chen were relegated to the status of younger brothers.

If Song Hansheng marries into the family and leaves, won't Yueqingzong allow him to act tyrannically in the future?

After figuring it out, Su Zhuo was excited and wanted to hold up a sign and shout: Get together! Get together! Get together!

Mingyi's lips twitched slightly, feeling that the other person seemed to be imagining something quite extraordinary...?

Zhai Chen glanced at Su Zhuo, and remained silent.

This lunatic is beyond saving.