I Saved the Entire Sect by Slacking Off
I Saved the Entire Sect by Slacking Off Chapter 221

Chapter 221

Elder Zhao squinted his eyes. “Good reaction speed. It seems that Duan Yu’s training isn’t without merit.”

In Changming Sect, known for its speed, almost everyone’s positions on the floating stones turned into mere afterimages under such conditions. Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan reached their destination by calculating the formation’s positions, while the others weren’t far behind, managing to reach the opposite shore.

Qin Huai couldn’t help but mutter to himself, “As expected of the Changming Sect, renowned for its speed.”

The gentle Bishui Sect, the hidden traps of the Yueqing Sect’s formations, and the relentless fists of the Sword Inquiry Sect.

The Changming Sect’s characteristic was clear: speed.

There might also be some formations mixed in, but it had to be said, it was impressive.

Having safely crossed the floating stones to the opposite shore, they now faced a barrier that required them to break through the formation. The formation was a Changming Sect formation. Two symbol cultivators simultaneously performed hand seals, and faint golden symbols expanded in their palms, interweaving to break the formation’s nodes. Simple destructive symbols wouldn’t work; this kind of formation required their personal effort.

Perhaps the founder considered the possibility that Changming Sect might not recruit many symbol cultivators in the future, so the formation’s difficulty level wasn’t too high.

Changming Sect’s formations were indeed not inferior to the Yueqing Sect’s. Compared to the dreamy illusions of the Yueqing Sect, here was more awe-inspiring, with countless tiny symbols unfurling like a scroll, wrapping around them like scriptures. Ye Qiao steadied herself and followed the formation’s trajectory to locate the nodes.

Finding the nodes, the two of them forcefully shattered the formation.

Having watched enough of the spectacle, Qin Huai and the others knew that the next phase would be the teaching time from each of the Changming Sect’s founders. He tactfully led his junior brothers and sisters away, saying, “Let’s go.”

It was time to check on their trials.

No one stopped the Chengfeng Sect members from leaving. The elders of the Changming Sect clearly didn’t want to see the group of foreign disciples any longer, and unexpectedly, Ye Qiao was also among those leaving.

When Ye Qiao was ejected by the formation, she was dazed and confused.

Elder Zhao was responsible for ensuring their safety throughout the trials. After these few disciples finished their trials and sought out the inheritance, they could leave. However, just as he saw the group of disciples pass their trials, he noticed in an instant that Ye Qiao was missing.

He guessed it might be because… she had been marked by two sects, which led the elders of the Changming Sect to mistakenly believe she was a disciple from another sect.

“Forget it,” Elder Zhao said, rubbing his forehead. He needed to clarify the situation.

Ye Qiao, who had been kicked out by her own sect’s ancestor, touched the back of her head. She wasn’t embarrassed; after all, practicing with anyone was still practice. She shamelessly followed the Chengfeng Sect, and Duan Hengdao sighed deeply, “How did a Changming Sect disciple get mixed in? Kicked out, huh?”

Ye Qiao didn’t seem to fit the description of being weak, but it was quite unfortunate that her own ancestor didn’t want her.

It was a good question.

Ye Qiao was also puzzled: “How would I know?”

“You’ve been marked by two sects. Who would want you?” Qin Huai scoffed.

Ye Qiao’s situation was indeed complicated. One mark was on her wrist, and another on her forehead.

She then noticed the light blue mark on her forehead. Was that the Yueqing Sect’s branding?

Ye Qiao curiously touched it. “Is this it?”

“So what should I do?” she asked humbly.

Duan Hengdao handed her a stone. “Hold this; it will greatly reduce your presence. When Elder Zhao goes to explain things to the elders, it should be fine. Just stay quiet when we reach our trial area.”

Ye Qiao agreed readily.

Holding the jade stone, she followed the Chengfeng Sect into their trial ground. As soon as she stepped in, a hurricane swept through, striking everyone with a crushing force and leaving bloodstains on their faces.

Qin Huai calmly wiped the blood from his face. “Get ready.”

“Be careful, don’t let the wind blades touch you.”

The wind blades were like knives, cutting mercilessly. Perhaps because the Chengfeng Sect had always had male disciples, the ancestor hadn’t considered the inconvenience of hitting faces with wind blades. The wind blades aimed directly at their faces, and Ye Qiao was unfortunately caught up in it.

“Does your ancestor want to shave our heads?”

Ye Qiao turned her head and, in a moment of inattention, had the ends of her hair cut off. She used the wall for support and tried to block the wind blades with the second style of the Qingfeng Formula. However, since wind was formless, it was of little use.

“If this keeps up, we’ll end up bald,” Ye Qiao touched her hair, feeling uneasy. The Chengfeng Sect’s ancestor was quite harsh.

Was this meant to show them that under absolute power, every blow could be fatal?

Ye Qiao was forced to dodge and hide. Qin Huai, who was also dodging, instinctively took out the recording stone and started filming Ye Qiao frantically.

It seemed he wanted to take revenge for the time Ye Qiao had used the recording stone to threaten him with her cross-dressing.

Ye Qiao noticed his actions, curled her lip, and when she passed by him, she rubbed up against him cheekily.

The next moment, a wind blade swooped towards him with unavoidable speed, cutting off a section of Qin Huai’s hair.

“Ye Qiao!!!” came the roar from behind.

She briefly exhaled and, weaving through, smirked, “Sorry, you were too much of a nuisance and affected my ability to dodge.”

The Chengfeng Sect elder watching from outside the barrier facepalmed.

Had she perfectly integrated into the Chengfeng Sect???

He had to reevaluate this disciple.

Her reaction speed and learning ability were terrifyingly high.

Ye Qiao discovered that the wind blades would subconsciously avoid her when chasing, since she wasn’t a Chengfeng Sect disciple. Realizing this, she began to shamelessly stay close to the wall.

Soon, the Chengfeng Sect’s ancestor noticed the sword cultivator who was hiding in the corner. Doubting the situation, he counted again—six?

Had the number of accepted disciples now expanded to six?

Among the sword cultivators, only this young girl’s sword skills seemed the most rudimentary. She could perform all seventy-two sword techniques, but her skill level resembled that of a beginner.

The Chengfeng Sect’s mental methods were not suitable for female disciples, causing them to practice slower than male disciples. As a result, talented female disciples would generally avoid the Chengfeng Sect.

Female disciples with low strength after joining the sect would only face exclusion.

Looking at her cultivation level, she was only at the late stage of the Golden Core—such a weak and pitiful child.

The elder stroked his beard, feeling heartache and thinking it necessary to personally instruct this new disciple.

So, the elder gently waved his hand, creating a phantom and a sword technique.

Ye Qiao, who was happily slacking off, didn’t know she was being perceived as a pitiable character. She was engrossed in her slacking when suddenly she felt a chill above her head and saw a long sword slashing directly at her.

Ye Qiao’s first reaction was that there was danger.

She used the Qingfeng Formula to dodge, keeping her eyes fixed on the sword’s movements. Holding her sword tightly and becoming serious, she utilized the Chengfeng Sect’s sword techniques, constantly changing the seventy-two sword techniques, and her mind worked rapidly to counter the attacks.

Qin Huai raised an eyebrow. Guidance battle?

“Didn’t the ancestor refuse to give us a guidance battle, and now they’re teaching her?” Some disciples felt it was inexplicable.

However, deciding who to give guidance battles to was up to the ancestor’s personal preference. Even if they were dissatisfied, they could only swallow their complaints. They grumbled a bit but fell silent.

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