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

Qin Fanfan heard the commotion in the jade slip and her expression froze for a moment. How could she have been caught so quickly? Two sect disciples had been captured so quickly?

"It's hopeless." Xie Chuxue held her teacup and shook her head. "If we're relying on these direct disciples, this cultivation world might as well just be destroyed."

Qin Fanfan nodded in agreement, a rare occurrence for her.

Ye Qiao waited until evening before leisurely standing up. She looked at her clothes, then casually found a demon she had been observing for a long time and gently patted him.

Hey bro.

"Do you have any other colored clothes I can borrow?" she asked in a very kind tone.

The demon blinked in confusion: "How did you know I had clothes of other colors?"

nonsense.

Ye Qiao has been observing the demons here for three whole days, and she has basically taken note of all the information that everyone here can gather.

"I saw you take it out of your bag." She looked embarrassed. "I thought your outfit looked nice, so I wanted to try it on."

Demons all wear uniform clothing, but the clothes in the man's pouch are a completely different color. Perhaps to highlight his individuality, the black clothes in his pouch stand out conspicuously against the gray background.

He said smugly, "You have good taste."

This was a carefully modified version of his outfit. He had been wearing the gray demon clothes for over a decade. He also had the heart of a young man, and he wore them many times in private when no one was around.

Unexpectedly, someone finally had the insight to see his special qualities.

Ye Qiao tricked him into giving her his black clothes by a combination of coaxing and deception. While he was busy tidying up his mustard seed bag, she launched a surprise attack and knocked him unconscious.

After changing into those clothes, she carefully tidied herself up. Her fawning smile vanished without a trace. She strode off, hands behind her back, looking completely aloof.

Qin Fanfan didn't dare to make a sound when he heard the noise; he felt that his apprentice was about to cause trouble again.

Ye Qiao ate a pill that concealed her cultivation level, so no one could tell that she had only reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

The demons all wore the same gray clothes. The other demon soldiers had never seen the higher-ups before, and when they saw Ye Qiao standing out from the crowd, they all exchanged glances.

They mistakenly believed that Ye Qiao was sent down from above to supervise them.

"Who are you?" a demon soldier asked tentatively, rubbing his hands together.

Ye Qiao smiled and walked up to them, letting out a cold snort that was extremely malicious: "The Holy Maiden sent me to check on the two disciples you captured. What are you standing there for? Do you want to die?"

Her tone was impatient, her eyes cold. The demon soldier, kicked, didn't dare to talk back and could only smile obsequiously: "Oh, so you're a high-ranking official sent from above. Those two disciples are in the dungeon. I'll take you to see them."

The demon soldier muttered to himself, "How come I didn't know the Holy Maiden had sent someone over?"

He asked tentatively, "What did the Holy Maiden say? And who are you?"

These probing words sent chills down Qin Fanfan's spine.

Ye Qiao's smile grew even brighter. "Oh? You want to know who I am?"

After watching TV dramas for so many years, she has long since figured out a principle.

It's okay if your acting is awkward, as long as people laugh at you.

The more grotesque the laugh, the more it highlights the psychopathic nature, thus preventing anyone from suspecting the person involved.

The girl maintained her unpredictable smile, her all-black attire blending seamlessly with the night, making her appear even more unfathomable against the eerie atmosphere.

The demon's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly remembered that these adults had rather bad tempers, especially with Ye Qiao smiling so brightly. He was afraid that if he said anything more, they would twist his head off.

"No, no, no, I wouldn't dare." He quickly lowered his head. "We'll lead the way for you right away."

Ye Qiao deliberately covered her face with her hair, afraid that her awkward acting would make her facial features look messy.

She walked along, kicking anyone she disliked. Her ruthless demeanor only instilled fear and trepidation in the group of demon soldiers, reinforcing their belief that she was an official sent from above.

The demons in the dungeon didn't even have the courage to look at her, keeping their heads down and being very cautious the whole time.

Ye Qiao, who was taking advantage of the situation to act arrogantly, was naturally not going to back down and walked inside with her hands behind her back.

She asked casually, "What are your plans for the disciples from those two sects who were captured?"

"These cultivators are all very loyal and righteous." The demon began to sneer, "Those disciples will definitely come to rescue us, and then we will surely be able to wipe them all out."

"A mere disciple of the cultivation world." The demon laughed loudly, "Given time, our demon race will surely unify the cultivation world."

Looking at the laughing demons, Ye Qiao felt that if she didn't laugh, she would seem out of place.

Then he joined in the laughter: "Hahahaha!"

The laughter, like that of the dark god Gunara, rang out one after the other, scaring the two bound disciples so much that their faces turned pale.

Song Hansheng and Ye Qinghan exchanged a glance.

I just felt that the two of them were probably going to lose their lives here today.

These demons, none of them are normal people.

After Ye Qiao entered the dungeon, she saw two familiar faces. She clicked her tongue softly in her heart, keeping her voice very low. "From the Sword Inquiry Sect and the Moon Purity Sect?"

She thought to herself, "Who would be so reckless as to come in at the risk of getting arrested?"

If it's one of these two people, then it makes sense.

Ye Qinghan met her mocking gaze, his expression tightening slightly, his eyes filled with coldness. "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, the tides turn. In the future, I will definitely crush your Demon Realm!"

Ye Qiao almost burst out laughing.

As expected of a cultivation version of Long Aotian, even in jail he still doesn't forget to utter threats. Doesn't he know whose territory he's on now?

"How dare you!" A demon soldier nearby immediately kicked him obsequiously. "How dare you be so disrespectful to Your Excellency!"

Ye Qinghan had never suffered such humiliation. He gritted his teeth, his voice suddenly rising, his eyes chillingly cold: "Kill me or torture me, it's up to you."

"We, the righteous disciples, will never bow down to you."

Ye Qiao clicked her tongue twice in her heart.

They're quite principled.

Song Hansheng weakly uttered, "Ye Qinghan..." He was still quite pragmatic.

Song Hansheng was a man of flexibility and adaptability. Seeing Ye Qinghan still spouting nonsense even at a time like this, he couldn't help but remind her, "If you don't want to live anymore, don't drag me into it, okay?"

Ye Qinghan insisted on including himself when he was bragging.

Song Hansheng's face contorted for a moment; he didn't want to die.

Ye Qiao had watched the show long enough. She glanced at the demons gathered there and slapped them, saying, "What are you standing there for? Get out of here!"

His unpredictable mood caused several demons to hurriedly run away.

After all the demons had left, Ye Qiao casually found a stool and sat down.

"What do you want from our Demon Realm?" She kicked Ye Qinghan, not expecting that even at this point there would still be two people willing to die.

Ye Qinghan sneered: "Of course, one day I will crush you little demons!"

Song Hansheng: "You should say less."

Didn't expect the demon's face to twist in disgust?

Ye Qiao almost couldn't contain her laughter. She gave an intriguing "Oh," and said, "So, you came here without even figuring out what's going on with our demon race?"

Are all the protégés this brave this year?

She kept referring to herself as "our demon race," as if she truly considered herself the boss here. Her practiced manner made Qin Fanfan think that this child had at least restrained herself in the secret realm.

This time, they actually started to act arrogantly and domineeringly right on the demon territory.

cow.

Ye Qinghan thought she was trying to humiliate him, so he stared at her coldly without saying a word.

Song Hansheng's expression became even more uneasy. He never expected to end up in the territory of the demon race. This dangerous situation made his heart pound with anxiety.

Ye Qinghan frowned, his lips pressed even tighter. He didn't know why, but he felt that the voice... was so familiar?

But I can't remember where I heard it before.

Seeing that neither of them spoke and they were staring at her warily, as if she were some kind of demon or monster, Ye Qiao grinned and smiled even more happily.

As the saying goes, if you're not doing well, it's a sunny day; if you're doing well, that's something else entirely.

The expressions on these two people's faces were quite interesting; they had clearly imagined themselves to be some kind of monstrous monster.

Seeing the demon clan leader laughing so hard he was doubled over like a madman, Song Hansheng made up his mind to continue to swallow his anger.

—This demon is mentally unstable; he shouldn't provoke her.

Although Ye Qinghan was not afraid of her, he also felt that this demon was very abnormal.

His cultivation level was unpredictable, his hair partially obscured his eyebrows and eyes, and his arrogant laughter sounded exactly like that of a pervert.

After enjoying the two people's interesting expressions for a while, Ye Qiao calmly lowered her legs.

She gently brushed aside her messy long hair, revealing clear, familiar features, and Ye Qiao couldn't help but laugh: "Hi."

"Did you miss me?"

Holy crap.

"How was it?" Ye Qiao met their shocked gazes, clapped her hands, and laughed. "Surprised? Unexpected? Exciting?"

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