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

Ye Qiao was the first to experiment, using her experience to show the group of alchemists that true geniuses could refine pills using a cauldron. She waved her hand, beckoning to the group, "Who wants to join me?"

Liu Yun: "I'll do it."

Since Ye Qiao didn't explode, he believed that after refining pills for so many years, he definitely wouldn't have any problems.

The other alchemists were much more confident, so Ye Qiao politely stepped aside, leaving the stage for them to perform.

She had practiced it once, so she didn't need to demonstrate it a second time. What Ye Qiao didn't expect was that she spent the rest of the night amidst constant explosions.

Xue Yu blew up Si Miaoyan, Liu Yun blew up Miaomiao, and after Miaomiao blew up Liu Yun blew up again.

A bunch of alchemists, after you've blown up your stuff, it'll be my turn.

Several pots have broken.

Ye Qiao went from being full of confidence at the beginning to realizing that the elderly on the subway could look at their phones in the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.

"..."

"Are you all crazy?" Ye Qiao lunged forward, "Don't touch my pot!"

"Give us another chance, Ye Qiao." Liu Yun spoke quickly: "I've already got the inspiration. Trust me, I won't blow it up again."

Finally, after several chaotic attempts, the group of alchemists managed to figure out the tricks of the trade. When they succeeded, they were almost overjoyed and burst into tears.

Si Miaoyan sincerely said, "I've never been this careful when refining top-grade pills."

It's not that they look down on pots, it's just that the success rate is too low.

How many times did Ye Qiao have to fry the pot to get to this level of skill? For a moment, everyone's eyes were filled with admiration.

Ye Qiao didn't understand what they were imagining. The alchemists were quite efficient, and soon all the pills were refined. Each of them took a bottle with them. She didn't forget to remind the people from the Azure Water Sect: "Remember to return the spiritual plants you used when you leave the secret realm."

Si Miaoyan's lips twitched: "I understand."

After resolving the issue of the elixir, the group began discussing their next steps. Ye Qiao was chosen as the leader, and she took out the map. "Alright, alright, let's go find them before dawn."

"Xue Yu, Mu Chongxi, and Si Miaoyan," she called out three names in one breath, "You three go find the demon beast together."

"The rest of you, come with me."

This time, Liu Yun didn't argue. He was somewhat discouraged by the large pot of pill refining. He muttered, "Why aren't you resting so late at night? What are you doing?"

Cultivators also need to sleep. Everyone hadn't slept for three days and was exhausted after refining the pills.

"I'll turn the tables on you." Ye Qiao grabbed a bomb she'd been saving for ages and waved it at them. "Hey, hey, hey, I don't know if you've ever heard of guerrilla warfare or fighting the Japanese?"

"?"

What is that?

Ye Qiao didn't intend to explain. She was currently rummaging through Xue Yu's alchemy pouch. Her third senior brother used to often poison people when he made mistakes in alchemy. "Third senior brother, do you still have any poisonous spiritual plants?"

"Yes, we have them." Seeing Ye Qiao struggling to search, Xue Yu simply poured out all the spiritual plants in one go: "Some are poisonous, some are not, but many spiritual plants are mutually exclusive. You can take whatever poison you need and mix it yourself."

Xue Yu was a real poisoner from the moment he opened his mouth.

Liu Yun couldn't help but click her tongue, "Are you two really alchemists who save lives?"

"Don't slander me." Ye Qiao said righteously, "I am a sword cultivator."

"...Fine then." Liu Yun had no words to refute. You can cultivate three things as you please, do whatever you want.

While they were talking, his junior brothers, sisters and senior sisters had already gathered together to prepare the poison. This was the most harmonious moment between the two sects.

It takes skill to get the direct disciples of two sects to obey you.

Anyone else would be arguing fiercely by now.

It's nothing more than a group of close associates arguing with each other, saying things like, "Are you telling us how to do things?" and "You think you're qualified to order us around?"

After the alchemists had all prepared the poisons to their intended effects, Ye Qiao also brought out a number of magical artifacts that she had smuggled from the demons. "Choose the ones you know how to use, and remember to return them to me when you're done."

The members of the Azure Water Sect responded in unison.

Ye Qiao is now the leader of the group. Obviously, they dare not contradict or question him, for fear of displeasing him.

Miao Miao said, "I know a little about bow and arrow."

Since alchemists lacked self-defense capabilities, the Biyue Sect trained them to use other weapons. Si Miaoyan could play the flute, and Miaomiao could use a bow and arrow, with fairly good accuracy.

"Take your bow and arrow, smear poison on the arrows, and shoot anyone you see."

Ye Qiao's move is a combination of magic and physics.

Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the bow and arrow, "Okay, okay! We'll try our best."

"And what's next?" Liu Yun really hadn't expected it to be used in this way. He was so engrossed in listening that he couldn't help but urge him on.

"The current situation is that we are in the dark, and they are in the light." Ye Qiao fiddled with the butterfly in her hand and explained, "I placed a magical artifact on them before."

In other words, Ye Qinghan's group's whereabouts were completely under their control. If they didn't set up an ambush now, what were they waiting for?

They play dirty games, and Ye Qiao can play them too.

Playful and cunning, who takes whom seriously?

The other three sect elders' brows twitched: "What's Ye Qiao up to with so many people?"

"Who knows?" They had given up guessing about Ye Qiao, their personal disciple, and had no idea what she was up to first.

……

The moon rose above the willow branches, and the night was deep. There were rustling sounds coming from inside the secret realm. Two disciples were squatting on an inconspicuous tree, sweating profusely from the heat. Ye Qiao had a listening device and could easily find out the location of Ye Qinghan and his group's camp.

Not all cultivators are sleepless, especially after exhausting their spiritual energy and fighting; they are all physically and mentally exhausted.

Hearing no sound from the butterfly, Ye Qiao continued to wait patiently. Soon, she heard someone snoring and gave the others a wink.

Two spirit arrows aimed at the direction where the three sects were sleeping and flew out with unstoppable force.

"Run, run faster!"

As soon as Miao Miao finished shooting the arrow, Ye Qiao grabbed her and ran away.

The spirit arrow pierced through the barrier and struck the ground beneath their feet. Startled awake, Song Hansheng quickly kicked Chu Xingzhi awake, saying, "Someone's here."

However, by the time Chu Xingzhi finished investigating, the person had already vanished without a trace.

"..."

"Someone just came by."

This subtle movement woke up all the disciples of the three sects. Ye Qinghan rubbed his temples wearily, "It must be those people from the Changming Sect causing trouble."

"Send someone to keep watch tonight."

They were all somewhat listless. No one had rested for the first three days; they had been killing monsters all day. In addition, they had no medicine, so their mental state was very poor.

I was planning to get a good rest tonight, but who knew someone would come over in the middle of the night.

"Chu Xingzhi, go ahead." Ye Qinghan still had some brotherly affection. "I'll take over for the second half of the night."

So, Chu Xingzhi endured it for an hour. He was hot and on the verge of collapse. He would rush over to check at the slightest sound in the middle of the night, only to find nothing.

Ye Qiao led a group of alchemists to bang drums and gongs near them for a long time, but as soon as Chu Xingzhi approached, they all ran away.

They ran away...?

"Are you sick in the head?" Su Zhuo couldn't help but say.

They were torn between sleeping and not sleeping.

They are also often startled by sudden noises.

So Ye Qiao isn't going to mess with people's mentality anymore, she's starting to torment their spirits!

Chu Xingzhi dragged his tired body back. "What are they playing? They're not even trying to grab our identity tokens or the storage bags. Are they trying to scare us to death with all this fuss?"

Artifact cultivators are naturally sensitive, and Qin Huai was also tormented. His expression turned cold. "Ignore them. Let's go to sleep. I doubt they'd dare to confront us head-on."

After Ye Qiao came and went four or five times, they all thought she was harassing them, and their vigilance dropped considerably as a result.

Ye Qiao, on the other side, wanted exactly this effect. She silently uttered three words: "Let's go."

Mingxuan became excited upon seeing this.

He had been interested in Ye Qiao's bomb for a long time, but had no opportunity to test it.

While these people were asleep, the group quietly returned to the three sects' main camp.

Song Hansheng sensed an unfamiliar presence, but having been harassed several times before, he simply assumed that Ye Qiao was just trying to mess with their mentality this time.

Unexpectedly, a few small things were bounced in the next second.

A thunderclap suddenly sounded from nowhere!

Holy crap.

The disciple, unable to react in time, was blown to the ground.

Chu Xingzhi was so startled he almost jumped up: "Damn it!!"

Caught off guard by Ye Qiao's sneak attack, the three sects dared not sleep and gathered together for an all-night meeting.

"Can you catch up with those people?" Ye Qinghan asked.

"You all know that," Chu Xingzhi gritted his teeth, "Those people from Changming Sect are all running away like rabbits."

Putting everything else aside, their techniques are really cheap; they can fight and run away at the same time.

"The problem is, how did they manage to last until the fourth day? Their spirits are still so high, it shouldn't be like this." Zhu You frowned: "Could it be that some of them slipped through the net?" Could it be that some alchemist was overlooked?

Qin Huai immediately thought of the key figure: "Xue Yu!"

"He's still alive."

Because Xue Yu had been wandering alone, they had actually forgotten about this alchemist.

Listening to the sounds from the other end of the listening device, and seeing that the three sects had reunited, Ye Qiao said, "Let's go."

They didn't linger in battle; they'd finish and run.

Guerrilla warfare is all about retreating when the enemy advances and advancing when the enemy retreats; if things go wrong, run away quickly.

Ye Qinghan and the others didn't dare to sleep all night, remaining vigilant about their surroundings, only to discover that Ye Qiao and the others, who had kept them on edge all night, weren't coming!

"Aaaaaah! I'll kill Ye Qiao!" Chu Xingzhi was driven mad by the torment that night.

Why are there such filthy people as Ye Qiao in this world?!

Those watching from the sidelines were astonished.

"Hilarious! Is this guerrilla warfare? I love it!"

"How dare these three sects compare their shamelessness to Ye Qiao's?"

"Your father will always be your father."

"You're still a playboy."

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Six thousand words of bonus chapter finished! So tired! Thank you for the gifts!