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

When Mu Chongxi came out, he saw so many disciples surrounding Ye Qiao. He glanced down at the rankings on the jade slip and, sure enough, his sect was number one.

He immediately shouted, "Make way! Make way! The first one has arrived, everyone make way!"

Mu Chongxi charged ahead recklessly, walking with a swagger that frightened the other clan members, who quickly moved aside.

He successfully plunged into the crowd and rescued Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan.

"When can we beat them up?" Chu Xingzhi gritted his teeth in anger. He couldn't win in terms of strategy, but surely he wouldn't lose in a fight?

Ye Qinghan paused for a moment, then glanced at Ye Qiao, his tone indifferent: "We can wait for the individual competitions."

However, not only direct disciples will participate, but also members of smaller sects and independent cultivators.

Finally, ten people were selected to enter the Sword Cave to choose a sword.

None of the direct disciples of the Sword Inquiry Sect have their own natal swords; they all wait for the Sword Cave to open so they can choose one, but they are guaranteed a spot in the top five.

The remaining spots will be contested for the other five.

The individual sword cultivator competition will be open to all sword cultivators, where they can settle scores and settle old scores.

After a chaotic scene, there was no use in getting angry. The others could only frantically comfort themselves, thinking that they could win back the losses in the individual competition, and there was no rush.

"What heinous things did you do during the days when we were fighting against the monsters?" As soon as Mu Chongxi came out, he saw Ye Qiao surrounded by a group of disciples.

He was so frightened that he rushed inside, afraid that Ye Qiao would be beaten if he was a step too late.

Ye Qiao: "I didn't do anything. They're just too narrow-minded, questioning me over such a trivial matter. Tsk tsk tsk."

Zhou Xingyun, who witnessed Ye Qiao's series of actions: "..."

*

After the third secret realm, it was customary to take a break, but after experiencing the tactical torment of Ye Qiao in the previous round, the elders were determined to learn from their mistakes.

I've decided to make my disciples study! Study hard! What good is strength if Ye Qiao led a group of alchemists to turn the tide of battle?

Let's get the exams going!

Academic subjects are very important.

After a few days, once they've had a chance to catch their breath, they'll all get up and recite for them, and then we'll conduct a cultural assessment!

The disciples, who knew nothing about their future fate, were still reviewing the events of the previous secret realm.

Even Ye Qinghan couldn't figure out how they lost, so he could only watch the recording stone again and again, trying to find out where the problem was.

When Ye Qinghan noticed Ye Qiao approaching him and placing an inconspicuous butterfly on her body, her expression instantly turned cold.

He pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and continued reading.

"In other words, Xue Yu arrived and rescued them after we stole the mustard seed bag."

Fine.

Who made Xue Yu wander alone for so long? They completely forgot about him.

"If it were just Xue Yu alone, he shouldn't have been able to keep so many disciples alive until the end," Zhu You raised a point of doubt. "There must have been something else we don't know about."

The members of the Sword Inquiry Sect continued watching. When Xue Yu appeared, they were still able to remain understanding and continue watching calmly until Ye Qiao took out the large pot, at which point everyone's expressions gradually cracked.

"Why does she know how to refine pills? What makes her, with only a mid-grade spiritual root, so capable?!" This was Chu Xingzhi's impotent rage.

"How good is her alchemy skill?" This was a question Zhu You was more concerned about.

I'm not afraid of her practicing three things, I'm afraid of her being proficient in everything.

If their skill level is low, they're at most mediocre, and they can breathe a sigh of relief.

"She can refine pills using a pot." None of the people present were pill cultivators, so they didn't know what level Ye Qiao was at.

Ye Qinghan lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment: "But if even Si Miaoyan failed several times, while Ye Qiao succeeded on the first try, then her alchemy skills are not low."

Zhu You added, "It's also possible that she failed many times in private, after all, it seems that this isn't Ye Qiao's first time practicing."

The exact level of skill will depend on what Ye Qiao produces using a proper alchemy furnace.

Ye Qinghan sighed, "Let's observe her further. This Ye Qiao is no ordinary troublemaker."

At first, none of them took Ye Qiao seriously, but unexpectedly, she became the most difficult one to deal with.

The same thing was happening at Chengfeng Sect.

"Whoever faces Ye Qiao in the next round, we must eliminate her at all costs." Qin Huai's voice turned cold. An opponent who can cultivate three things—why not eliminate her early? Are we just waiting for her to become an epic-level overlord?

"I don't need you to tell me, I reckon the other cases think the same way."

Duan Hengdao's feelings were the most complicated. "I've seen her use talismans."

But he didn't expect that she had drawn them herself. Duan Hengdao's heart ached. His good brother Ye Qiao not only attacked him hard in the competition, but also kept his ability to refine pills and draw talismans a secret from him.

Qin Huai put away the recording stone: "Be wary of the Changming Sect next time; none of them are good people."

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Each sect member returned to their respective courtyards. Ye Qiao was scrutinized by Elder Zhao several times with a complex expression. Finally, he patted her on the shoulder and said, "You've worked hard."

"I never expected you to know how to refine pills." If he had known, he wouldn't have scolded Ye Qiao every day.

Ye Qiao kept her eyes down and didn't say anything.

Elder Zhao said, "Since you know how to refine pills, let Xue Yu take you to choose a pill furnace. Let's go to the night market first and see if there's a pill furnace you like."

Most importantly, their Changming Sect will be completely different after today.

Third revision.

Dual cultivation has occurred before, but triple cultivation is unprecedented. Regardless of whether cultivators are watching the competition or not, Ye Qiao has become completely famous.

Everyone wants to see what kind of demon or monster could achieve the three cultivations.

Qin Fanfan stroked his beard, quite surprised by his unpredictable disciple. He had thought he had just casually taken on a disciple, but it turned out he had picked up a genius.

So whenever an elder from another sect tried to strike up a conversation with him, Qin Fanfan would feign surprise, "What? How do you know our sect has a genius who cultivates three things?"

The elders: "..."

The disciples of the Changming Clan were extremely exhausted after just experiencing a chaotic battle. By the time they all woke up and took a nap, it was already evening.

After Ye Qiao woke up, she was groggily dragged to the night market by her senior brothers to join in the fun. She wanted to choose a pill furnace, and she definitely wanted to start with the best one.

The Sword Inquiry Sect is, after all, the number one sect, and its night market is much more lively than that of the Changming Sect. The five of them set off for the Fusheng City night market.

They had experience going out as a group before, but back then the competition had only just begun, and basically no one knew them. They were quite fearless when they came out.

So much so that all five of them overlooked one thing: they were now famous.

Mu Chongxi changed into casual clothes and lazily walked at the front of the group. He had originally planned to wander around first. The night market was brightly lit and bustling with people, a vast, dark mass. Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted:

"Look, it's Mu Chongxi."

"Wow--"

A commotion broke out in the night market.

Ye Qiao's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she was just about to find a place where no one would notice her to sneak in.

"Langlang! We've liked you for ten years!" an enthusiastic female fan shouted at her.

A ten-year longtime fan showed up uninvited.

Ye Qiao: "..."

Seeing that things were going badly, she ran away quickly, using her speed to escape, and no one could catch up with her.

Mu Chongxi noticed Ye Qiao sneaking away and instinctively reached out his hand like Er Kang: "Ye Qiao, save me!!"

The next second, Ye Qiao ran even faster, shouting as she ran, "Don't love me, it's pointless!"

Surrounded by the crowd, Mu Chongxi muttered, "Damn it."

There is absolutely no camaraderie among fellow disciples!

The remaining four scattered like birds and beasts, each one faster than the last. When Mu Chongxi returned with the main group, his clothes were almost torn off.

He trembled as he couldn't help but exclaim, "These people are insane!"

Mu Chongxi used to envy other sects for having cultivators who liked them.

Because the cultivation world admires the strong, the Sword Inquiry Sect has the most fans, while the Everlasting Bright Sect seems to be completely ignored.

Even today, he has experienced the taste of overnight fame, which can only be described as terrifying.

Ye Qiao was extremely relieved, "Luckily I ran fast."

She didn't want her clothes to be ripped off.

*

I'd like to ask for a free little gift.

To be honest, I wanted to write a palace story, but I feel I should put it off for now. I'll be updating at night from now on; I'm too busy during the day, and the New Year is coming soon!