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

The next morning, Ye Qinghan was visibly exhausted.

nonsense.

Anyone would be exhausted after being tormented by Ye Qiao all night.

"Are they desperate? They can't beat us, so they're trying to disgust us?" Su Zhuo sneered.

"Who knows?" Regardless of Ye Qiao's motives, she's successful for now.

Because the three of them were really exhausted, they were dizzy and wanted to fall asleep at any moment.

"Let's not look for monsters tomorrow." Ye Qinghan gestured. "Let's rest here. It's not too late to go out on the fifth day."

Anyway, their ranking is already secured, and if they don't rest, their minds will collapse.

"In a sense, Ye Qiao has achieved his goal, using this underhanded method to delay the other three sects for a day. During that day, they were able to kill quite a few demonic beasts."

This was the first time the cultivators had ever seen someone lead a group of alchemists to turn the tide of battle.

Especially considering that the number of monsters is so far behind.

"There are still two days left until the end of the secret realm. The Moon Cleansing Sect has 2,000 demon beasts, the Sword Inquiry Sect has 1,600, the Wind Transformation Sect has 1,300, the Changming Sect has 900, and the Azure Water Sect has 700. In this situation, if Ye Qiao wants to overtake the others, it depends on whether he can hold off the other three sects."

Ye Qiao was also pondering this question. Holding off three sects or letting a group of alchemists handle it seemed unrealistic. However, if they could retrieve the alchemists' storage bags, their chances of winning would be greater.

Right now, the two groups are standing on the rock, having a meeting.

"Let's go." Ye Qiao heard the listening device, pondered for a moment, and gave a second command: "Sensitize the location of your alchemy furnace. We're going to steal something from the enemy's headquarters tonight."

"..."

"Wait. We don't call it stealing," Mu Chongxi corrected her, sternly saying, "We call it returning it to its rightful owner. Returning it intact to its rightful owner."

"Huh?" Xue Yu raised an eyebrow in surprise: "When did you become so cultured?"

Mu Chongxi exploded: "I at least studied the Four Books and Five Classics when I was a child! I'm a prince!!"

The two started arguing again. Mingxuan silenced them with a talisman, then looked up, frowning slightly: "Stealing the mustard seed bag?"

"I think after the night raid, they'll be more wary of us at night, right?"

"When are we going to steal it?" Zhou Xingyun, who had been indifferent until now, suddenly opened his eyes, his languid expression vanishing. He blinked and asked in a flat tone, "Can I come along?"

The group of close associates present, who had been instilled with positive energy and inspirational stories since childhood, had never stolen anything. But after Ye Qiao's words, they were all quite eager to try.

Stealing.

That sounds really interesting.

"If Ye Qiao is caught after her attempted theft," Xue Yu said earnestly to his senior brother, "you can take them and escape."

Putting everything else aside, Zhou Xingyun used the "Stepping on the Breeze" skill the fastest among the five of them.

"They'll definitely be wary of us." Ye Qiao took an apple out of her bag and started eating it. "So we need to put on a show during the day, and then steal it tonight."

"We're currently at the bottom of the rankings, and according to those three people's speculations, we're in a desperate situation where we'll do whatever it takes to annoy them, even if we can't win."

"I'll launch another surprise attack later. When Chu Xingzhi catches up, we'll pretend to be outmatched, get injured by him, and then flee in a sorry state."

"Wait a minute!" Mingxuan interrupted her. Ye Qiao raised an eyebrow, thinking he had some objection.

Mingxuan: "Why do you get apples to eat?"

"Why don't you share with us? Aren't we your most beloved brothers?" he said, reaching for Ye Qiao's mustard bag.

"..."

Ye Qiao ignored him and said, "Take it yourself."

She paused, then glanced at Mingxuan: "Since you ate my apple, you'll have to come with me to act later."

Mingxuan, bewildered and biting into an apple, asked, "Huh?"

"Shouldn't you have asked Xue Yu to do the acting?" Mingxuan still remembered Xue Yu's superb acting skills in the secret realm.

Ye Qiao grabbed him and pulled him outside, saying, "Don't struggle, it's you."

This was the result of her careful consideration. The other three senior brothers were not suitable for a sneak attack, but Mingxuan, the talisman cultivator, was the most suitable.

"..."

Mingxuan, who was given the mission in a critical situation, could only quickly finish eating the apple, and then he and Ye Qiao each took a talisman and squatted in the tree to ambush each other.

At this moment, the disciples of the three sects were all resting, and Chu Xingzhi was still guarding them. After noticing the movement, he immediately picked up his sword to check the situation. Unexpectedly, the next second, two talismans flew towards him one after the other.

His eyes narrowed, and the tip of his sword slashed through the two talismans.

"Still trying to run?" Chu Xingzhi's sword transformed into an invisible blade and steadily swung out in the direction they were retreating.

The sword flashed like snow, instantly knocking the two attackers to the ground.

Mingxuan coughed up blood and covered his mouth with his hand. "What domineering sword energy."

"Wait..." Chu Xingzhi remembered that his sword energy hadn't touched these two yet, right?

The boy couldn't help but lower his head, slowly looking at his sword-wielding hand. He never imagined that he had become so powerful that he could even locate enemies in the void.

Chu Xingzhi was somewhat intoxicated by the power he had just experienced and couldn't extricate himself from it.

So much so that they didn't even notice Ye Qiao's exaggerated acting skills or Ming Xuan's frantic attempt to suppress his laughter.

LOL.

"Are the requirements for mentors this high now? Not only do they need to be exceptionally talented, but they also need to be good at acting."

"Perhaps only the Changming Sect is so special."

"I can't take it anymore, Chu Xingzhi, you idiot, ahhh!" The fans of Wenjian Sect are furious.

"This year's competition is going to be really exciting."

Each competition is more exciting than the last. The Grand Competition is a contest that almost all cultivators in the cultivation world pay attention to. It is held once every hundred years, but the previous ones were too boring. They are not as exciting as they are now.

"Hey, let me tell you, I just ran into the Changming Sect."

Upon returning to the main camp, Chu Xingzhi couldn't help but boast to Song Hansheng about his strength just now, saying confidently, "Ye Qiao is nothing but laughable. They were already injured and fled in a sorry state by me."

"Are you sure?" Qin Huai stared at him. He knew that Chu Xingzhi's mind had never been very sharp, but his strength was indeed not bad, so he didn't doubt him too much.

"Of course," Chu Xingzhi said. "With one strike of my sword, she and Mingxuan both fell to the ground. If they hadn't run fast, they would both be out of the game tonight."

Song Hansheng narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure they're injured?"

He felt that this operation was somewhat familiar.

They look a lot like the three masked bandits we encountered in the secret realm before.

At that time, one of the women handed the box to him, and Song Hansheng believed her nonsense, thinking that it contained rare and precious treasures.

Later, after forty-nine days, he slowly took out a large pancake that had been gnawed in half.

Chu Xingzhi's original intention was to show off, but he didn't expect that the chief disciples of both sects would question him. He immediately jumped up and said, "You can doubt my character, but you can't doubt my strength."

Song Hansheng barely suppressed his doubts. Indeed, Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan were both of low cultivation levels, one being a talisman cultivator and the other a low-level cultivator. They were the type who couldn't fight each other, so it was normal for them to be injured by Chu Xingzhi.

The audience burst into laughter: "If you ask a few more questions, you'll be exposed."

"Hahahaha, Chu Xingzhi is such an idiot, he's so easy to fool."

Unaware of the laughter and chaos outside, the three sects continued their meeting.

"Given Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan's injuries," Song Hansheng asked, "Will they still come tonight?"

"It shouldn't be." Ye Qinghan calmly assessed the situation based on the strength of both sides: "Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan are both injured, and the remaining alchemists won't amount to much."

"Let's rest for another night. We can go out to hunt monsters on the fifth day."

What's most unsettling about the Flaming Mountain Secret Realm isn't just the heat, but also the hallucinations. If this continues, it will severely damage one's spiritual consciousness. The Azure Water Sect's Spirit-Replenishing Pills aren't enough to go around, so they're forced to rest for a day.

Ye Qiao's method wasn't illegal, but it was disgusting and caused considerable trouble for the three sects.

As night fell, several talisman cultivators set up an array around the perimeter.

Ye Qiao waited until everyone was asleep in the middle of the night before sneaking in with Ming Xuan and Zhou Xingyun. In the dead of night, all the disciples of the three sects were fast asleep.

Ye Qiao also noticed that Chu Xingzhi's foot was about to touch Su Zhuo's face. She looked away in disgust and quickly searched for the mustard seed bag.

The Biyue Sect's mustard seed bags were all placed in the corner. The three of them moved very quietly and worked together to get the mustard seed bags.

Because of the formation, the two talisman cultivators didn't dare to be too reckless and prepared to leave as soon as they got the mustard seed bag.

Before leaving, Ye Qiao caught a glimpse of the clothes that Ye Qinghan had left not far away.

Seeing this, she casually took it away.

"..." You fucking pervert, Ye Qiao.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't speak in the enemy's headquarters, Mingxuan would have blurted out those words.

Why would you steal someone's clothes for no reason?

When the two rejoined the main group, Mingxuan couldn't wait to denounce Ye Qiao's actions, "She stole someone's clothes!!"

"Whose?"

"It seems to belong to Ye Qinghan."

"What the heck?" Mu Chongxi jumped up in shock. "No, Ye Qiao. You have a crush on him? You even took his clothes."

"You're the one who has a crush on him," Ye Qiao rolled her eyes. "Who told him to leave his clothes next to him while he was sleeping?"

Of course, she was going to take it without hesitation; maybe she could even sell it on the forum for some money. Ye Qiao had already come up with a name for it: "Private Clothing of the Chief of the Sword Inquiry Sect."

"I even left him an undergarment."

Zhou Xingyun glanced at her and commented, "She has some morals, but not many."