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

After the negotiations, the city lord of Yunshui City was probably acting as a double agent for the first time. He hunched over the whole time, and his back looked much more weathered. He looked like a hero going to war, and no one felt sorry for him.

Song Hansheng couldn't help but touch his arm.

The terrifying Ye Qiao.

The one who was captured was Miao Miao from the Biyue Sect. She had already given up struggling and decided to ask the sect for help, but unexpectedly she was released. She rubbed her wrist, looking completely bewildered.

What happened?

The city lord of Yunshui City, who had originally captured her, now took the initiative to approach them and confessed everything about his collusion with the demons.

"The grand competition, held only once every hundred years, has piqued the interest of the demon race after several trials in the secret realms," the city lord said with a weary voice. "Perhaps they've seen that the strength of this generation of disciples is not to be underestimated, which is why they sent someone to make a deal with us."

"We want to nip them in the bud."

He was blinded by greed at the time, but now that he's calmed down and thought about it, he realizes that the five direct descendants are not so easy to capture.

In all these years, has the demon race ever succeeded?

Although the city lord also felt that these disciples all seemed rather dim-witted, there are always exceptions. He finally remembered who Ye Qiao was.

The culprit who caused chaos in the first two secret realms was none other than Ye Qiao, who was young and did not follow the usual path.

"Fine! It really was you guys." Chu Xingzhi kicked out in fury, shouting, "You've been deceiving us kind and innocent people all along!!"

Si Miaoyan pursed her lips and asked Miaomiao in a low voice, "Has he lost his mind? Why would he choose to bring people to join us at this time?"

Unbelievable.

The only sect leaders who knew the truth: "..." No, he was convinced that the demon race had no hope and had been persuaded by Ye Qiao to reform.

Ye Qiao was overjoyed to have successfully turned one of the city lords of Yunshui City against his will.

She was incredibly cunning, deliberately choosing the middle of the night to summon the demons, shouting two meaningless, passionate slogans before leading them to attack those people.

Good night.

The middle of the night is a good time for her to play tricks and charades.

Not only was she looking forward to it, but the demons were even more eager to see their disciples panic.

The moon was bright and the stars were few. The grass balls on the ground swayed in the wind. As the demons approached, the disciples, who were already prepared, were on high alert.

Su Zhuo and several talisman cultivators had already set up the formation in advance, and everyone was busy preparing to welcome the arrival of these demons.

"They're here, they're here." Chu Xingzhi became nervous.

Mingxuan tossed the talisman aside. "Let's activate the formation first."

Fu Xiu is well-suited for ranged combat, and the demons don't have many who understand formations. If a real fight breaks out, they actually won't have much of a chance to fight back.

What frightened Mingxuan and his companions the most was the legendary saintess.

Ye Qiao stared blankly at their varied and varied fights, her gaze somewhat vacant, unconsciously memorizing their moves. At that moment, a gentle breeze lifted her veil.

The night was as dark as ink. The girl stood behind, observing the whole time with an empty expression. Under the shadow of the flashing swords, her features became somewhat sinister.

Holy crap.

"How scary."

Although Xue Yu didn't get a clear look at her face, the fleeting glimpse of her eyes and her empty expression really matched the perverted image in his notebook.

"What does it look like?" Mingxuan asked, leaning closer.

Xue Yu: "...His face was as white as a ghost, and his head was enormous. His shadow was also huge."

Zhou Xingyun expressed doubt: "Are you still talking about humans?"

"Why isn't she making a move?" Si Miaoyan asked, her expression tense. "Didn't you see her little brother is almost gone?"

Chu Xingzhi expressed his understanding: "I've heard that in storybooks, the villains always make their move last."

"So she wants to weaken us before making her move?" The junior sister of the Sword Inquiry Sect pursed her lips, flicked a demon away with her sword, and said coldly, "What a vicious woman."

Their eldest brother's fate is now unknown; he's probably fallen into that woman's clutches too.

While the disciples were fighting, they didn't forget to gossip to each other.

Although Ye Qiao didn't know what kind of monster they imagined her to be, she almost laughed when she saw their expressions.

Song Hansheng suffered the same treatment.

He flicked the talisman between his fingertips, and the next second he saw his fellow disciples from his sect stand up straight involuntarily, their nerves subtly tense.

He chuckled, "Hey, Ye Qinghan, don't you find their panicked expressions hilarious?"

For the first time, Song Hansheng experienced the pleasure of persecuting others.

Suddenly I understand why Ye Qiao chased after a group of people in the secret realm.

Ye Qinghan couldn't understand: "...I don't think so."

He didn't understand why Song Hansheng had become like this.

The demon race has many Golden Core stage cultivators, and all of their disciples are also at the Golden Core stage. In terms of cultivation, the demon race is definitely not as good as those righteous little sheep who have built their foundations step by step.

In terms of the Golden Core stage, they were not enough in number to begin with, but the city lord of Yunshui City turned against them halfway through.

Thus, the situation temporarily became one-sided. As all the demons were routed, the disciples breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to exhaust all their spiritual energy. Instead, they focused their attention on Ye Qiao and the other two.

That's a Nascent Soul stage cultivator!!

The remaining two were no pushovers either, both being late-stage Golden Core cultivators.

At this point, everyone except Zhou Xingyun had already decided that Ye Qiao was the final boss.

As for Ye Qinghan and Song Hansheng, who are at the late Golden Core stage? They're just male concubines of the BOSS!

They didn't really care about those Golden Core stage demons. When they saw Ye Qiao stand up and take a step closer to them, Su Zhuo reflexively retreated. At the same time, an array was formed to guard against the approach of the other party.

The intense sense of oppression made it hard for everyone to breathe.

Is this the Nascent Soul stage? An imposing presence without anger.

Little did they know, the sect leaders who knew the truth were practically laughing themselves silly.

As everyone held their breath, some setting up formations, some making talismans, and some drawing swords, preparing to face the raging wind, Ye Qiao smiled.

It would have been better if she hadn't smiled; her smile only made everyone more panicked.

"She laughed!"

"How perverted."

"...Is this the smile of a villain in a novel?"

"She's here, she's about to make her move, be careful."

Seeing Ye Qiao's slow movements, everyone held their breath, preparing to unleash their trump cards to withstand her attack.

Then, the final villain slowly took off his mask.

Ye Qiao's smug face was revealed, and the group, full of youthful energy, waved to each other:

"Hey hey hey, brothers, we're all on the same side~"

"Long time no see, did you miss me?"

"..."