Chapter 218

The four members of the group were confused after hearing the latter part of the conversation. After piecing together the dialogue, the eldest brother spoke slowly, “So, Little sister isn’t from our world, and according to Master Junior Uncle, the savior in the story is also Little sister?”

“That’s right. Without her, the grass on your graves…” Xie Chuxue gestured with his hands, his tone full of pity, “would be three feet high by now.”

Xie Chuxue had become numb from returning again and again, only to see the sect’s personal disciples die in unknown places each time. This repeated cycle made him question whether the world he was in was real or an illusion.

In the end, torn between madness and self-destruction, Xie Chuxue chose to sleep.

Falling asleep should stop this feeling of bewilderment.

The savior. Ye Qiao had some guesses, but when confirmed, her brows instinctively furrowed.

“So Yun Que is the Child of Destiny. Doesn’t that mean she’s Heaven’s chosen daughter?” Ye Qiao asked, “Can I understand it as Heaven selecting its own daughter and then losing control?”

“The Child of Destiny itself has nothing to do with Heaven,” Xie Chuxue shrugged. “Think of it like the protagonist in a story; they are born favored by the rules and always have things go their way.”

“Heaven, strictly speaking, actually dislikes those Children of Destiny.”

“And every Child of Destiny has a different personality, including those who are extreme, like wanting to destroy the world.”

“There have been successful ones, like those who defied Heaven and succeeded.”

Heaven, in a way, is also bound by rules.

Initially, it didn’t care about this Child of Destiny until things got out of control. Heaven painstakingly nurtured the future prospects of the cultivation world, but they were all destroyed, driving Heaven crazy.

It has restarted hundreds of times, trying to save the children of this world.

Xie Chuxue sighed, “To kill Yun Que, you must make the fortune favor you, which is difficult. To drain her fortune, you have to destroy everything she relies on.”

Ye Qiao listened to her junior uncle’s detailed explanation and couldn’t help but twitch her mouth. Has she already become so experienced in killing?

She nodded and changed her approach, “What about Ye Qinghan? Can he make a move?” After all, Ye Qinghan and Yun Que had no relationship left.

Two Children of Destiny fighting each other could be interesting.

Xie Chuxue rubbed her chin, “Both are Children of Destiny. No, they are destined to be together. Ye Qinghan can’t kill her; only you can.”

Having revealed enough, Xie Chuxue clearly didn’t plan to say more. She had already compromised by telling them this much, hoping they would calm down since their goal was to kill Yun Que.

Before Ye Qiao could sort out her thoughts, her senior brothers held her neck and pressed her head down.

“So you actually knew everything?” Ming Xuan recalled the first time he met her and her comments on his ‘deviation in cultivation,’ realizing Ye Qiao had seen through him at first sight. No wonder.

Mu Chongxi exclaimed, “Wow, you’re amazing, junior sister.” He felt a bit unreal, realizing his fate was to self-destruct his Dao heart.

No wonder she had once cryptically told him, “Without a woman in your heart, you can wield your sword with ease.”

“What other surprises do you have for us?” Xue Yu squinted.

Even Zhou Xingyun looked at her curiously. An otherworldly visitor—it sounded so mystical.

Ye Qiao brushed off Ming Xuan and felt there was no need to hide anymore, “I’m from another timeline. I only know a vague outline of this world’s direction.”

After all, the novel mainly focused on various romantic entanglements, leaving little plot. Therefore, she only knew the initial development and some later plot points. The current storyline had long deviated from the original.

Xue Yu thought of her countless peculiar methods and twitched his mouth, “So, junior sister, what did you do before?”

Knowing she wasn’t really a disciple of the Yueqing Sect, what did she do before to have such outrageous tactics?

“I’ve said it before,” Ye Qiao leaned back and sighed, “I wasn’t anything special, just a corporate slave.”

“What’s a corporate slave?” the senior brother asked.

Ye Qiao snapped her fingers and smiled, “It’s a term for a beast struggling in society for years. That’s me.”

“So, you never learned talisman crafting?” Ming Xuan’s focus was unique. “I thought you secretly learned for years at Yueqing Sect.”

Ye Qiao had been so adept that he thought she had studied at Yueqing Sect for over a decade.

Now, hearing she was a novice, Ming Xuan, though young, couldn’t help but sigh. Did it have to be so disheartening?

Xie Chuxue, also shocked, stroked her chin, “You are indeed strange.”

Talented, though not quite fitting into the cultivation world, her previous world had clearly taught her well. Her moral sense was even stronger than some direct disciples, evident in her unhesitating rescue of Song Hansheng, which Xie Chuxue found surprising.

She hadn’t told Ye Qiao the reasons before because—what if Heaven brought in a morally corrupt savior who turned evil upon learning these things?

While assessing Ye Qiao’s character, Xie Chuxue had acted as a guide, subtly leading her.

Later, Xie Chuxue completely let go, discovering that despite her quirky personality, Ye Qiao was a good person with a strong moral compass.

Weird personality? Ye Qiao touched her chin, hearing her junior uncle’s words and retorted, “Not really. I just realized I didn’t have to work so hard in this new world, so I let loose.”

In modern times, she had been quite honest, without even a single friend.

Corporate slaves don’t have holidays or friends; without hard work, they’d be outcompeted.

In the following time, Xie Chuxue, besides revealing the fates of the other four senior brothers and why she was brought to this world, refused to say more. He couldn’t tell Ye Qiao everything, as it might cause the world to collapse again.

She had to change everything herself; after all, she was the only variable in this endless cycle.

“By the way,” Xie Chuxue scratched her head, as if recalling something unpleasant, and said in a heavier tone, “The elders have decided to send you to the Land of Inheritance in a few days.”

“We…?” Mu Chongxi instinctively asked, “Are we worthy?”

The place of inheritance was originally prepared for direct disciples. It contained the vast majority of the sect’s legacy, and how much inheritance one could obtain depended on their own qualifications. However, right now, they were completely unqualified.

“At the Nascent Soul stage, it’s almost the same,” Xie Chuxue’s tone was somewhat unclear. “All direct disciples of previous generations went after reaching the Nascent Soul stage.”

“Moreover, you need to first learn how to comprehend the Dao. Before you have fully understood your own Dao, trying to attain the domain of the Nascent Soul stage is a pipe dream. The place of inheritance is very suitable for comprehending the Dao.” This group had also gone through trials, and now the next step was for the Five Sects to provide them with resources.

It was probably one of the few benefits of being from a major sect—the inheritance spiritual swords or similar could be obtained according to one’s own abilities.

“That said, didn’t Ye Qinghan and the others also not fully grasp their own domains?”

Some domains that are too strong or exceed standards have limitations. For example, Xiao Qi’s time domain could only be used for trapping people and slowing them down without someone to cooperate with.

The key to a domain is fully comprehending it, making it a lethal weapon.

Ye Qiao, who was subtly implied, calmly poked Mu Chongxi. The boy yelped and immediately poked back. The two of them played around with dodging and flashing, enjoying themselves immensely. Zhou Xingyun glanced up wearily, too indifferent to bother with them.

“Yeah,” Xie Chuxue also noticed a blind spot and suddenly clapped his hands. “Although Ye Qiao’s grasp of her domain is the worst, she actually managed to comprehend it before fully understanding it. What does this mean? It means she is a genius.”

“You four are really disappointing.”

Zhou Xingyun didn’t want to be looked down upon by the little master uncle anymore. He lazily clarified, “I have one too. I comprehended it inside the Ghost King Tower, called Void.”

Xie Chuxue quickly changed his tone, “You three, you really disappointed me.” He emphasized, “Especially you—Ming Xuan!”

Ming Xuan, who was repeatedly mentioned: “…”

*

After bidding farewell to Xie Chuxue, they began studying the jade slip that had been passed down from Yueqing sect. Besides some heart formulas modified by Yueqing sect, there were other unsightly books, which Ming Xuan and Mu Chongxi scrambled to cover up and sneak peeks at.

Ye Qiao discovered something interesting while flipping through the jade slip from the Seventh Elder of Yueqing sect. It contained a lot of information about the other’s corruption and bribery. Xie Chuxue was ruthless, leaving no restrictions, so all the remaining contents were exposed.

In the end, Xue Yu concluded, “The Ghost King Tower incident definitely involved Yueqing sect secretly.”

Although the little master uncle said it might not be closely related to Yueqing sect, it couldn’t be said that they were completely clean. Such misinformation had caused trouble for everyone, and no one could swallow this anger. Xue Yu proposed putting the jade slip on the forum.

Since they liked spreading rumors, let Yueqing sect get a bad name.

The bored cultivators were quite happy to watch the Five Sects’ drama. As for the outcome after it blew up, it depended on how the higher-ups investigated and dealt with it.

“Such blatant behavior will surely reveal that we did it, right?” Ye Qiao said.

Anyone not foolish knew it was impossible for Wenjian Sect to have done it.

Wenjian Sect’s reputation was as pure as a young poplar tree, and it couldn’t be imagined that they would steal from someone else’s elder’s hall.

Those who believed the rumors on the forum were simply making noise, anyway it wasn’t illegal.

“Doesn’t matter,” Xue Yu said nonchalantly with a smile. “As long as we insist that Wenjian Sect broke in, what use is it for them to investigate? Unless they are truly clean.”

The elders of Changming Sect were also quite adept at evading direct answers, laughing it off and saying the kids didn’t understand, so it was brushed aside. Yueqing sect certainly had some awareness that they were not clean but lacked the courage to tear their faces.

Wenjian Sect was in a bad mood. They almost lost a direct disciple and held suspicion and dissatisfaction towards Yueqing sect. They surely took the opportunity to exert pressure. A jade slip put Yueqing sect’s elder in the spotlight, making Yueqing sect busy and overwhelmed, and unable to deal with the muddy waters stirred up by Changming Sect.

The fact that they could create a heap of trouble for the higher-ups while staying out of the fray was also a skill.

…

To go to the inheritance grounds left by the various ancestors, this time, for safety reasons, they directly invited the elders of each sect to accompany them. The assembly point was at Changming Sect. Normally, it would be at Wenjian Sect’s territory, but this year, the first sect was Changming Sect. The other sects had to obediently start their journey to assemble, and not to mention, Changming Sect saved the cost of flying boats.

Early in the morning, all the inner and outer sect members of Changming Sect came out to watch the excitement and passionately discussed the different styles of flying boats from the other four sects.

“Wow, Yueqing sect people are really arrogant.”

“The forum didn’t lie to me; they are indeed as unpleasant as the secret realms.”

These direct disciples seemed to hate being close to each other.

“The overwhelming aura, as expected of Wenjian Sect.” Someone swallowed and said, “No wonder it’s the top sect that sword cultivators yearn for.”

So much boasting, and it was about other sects.

Ye Qiao couldn’t listen any longer. She stood in the crowd, observing for a while, and casually patted an inner sect disciple’s shoulder, speaking in a nonchalant tone, somewhat disappointed: “Do you admire Ye Qinghan?”

The disciple was stunned for a moment, “Ye Qiao? Wow!” He got excited but quickly said, “Yes, I’ve admired Brother Ye for a long time.”

Ye Qiao: “Do you believe that if I just say one word, he will come and draw his sword regardless?”

“Impossible.” The disciple said, “Brother Ye is very composed.” Even in the secret realms, he had only seen him being tricked by Ye Qiao, not to this extent.

Ye Qiao patted him, “Watch carefully.”

She stretched lazily and meaningfully raised her voice: “Hi, the most beautiful person in the cultivation world.”

At the same time, Ye Qiao mentally counted to three, and after three, she quickly jumped to another stone, her original spot immediately being blasted into a large pit, with dust flying everywhere.

Did the earth tremble early in the morning?

Ye Qinghan’s lips curled coldly, his eyes brimming with killing intent, as he quickly locked onto the culprit: “Ye, Qiao!”

It looked like he was truly angry.

Ye Qiao hurriedly hid behind the stunned Zhu You, and upon seeing her little sister, Ye Qinghan’s sword energy, which was about to strike, was forcibly stopped. Ye Qiao grinned, “So scary, he’s come to kill me.”

Zhu You was bewildered, “Why is he trying to kill you?”

Ye Qiao quickly informed her of the good news, “Because he’s been crowned the number one beauty! From now on, he’s the number one beauty in our cultivation world.”

Zhu You: “…”

Ye Qinghan, unable to tolerate it any longer, roared with a voice so hoarse his ears turned bright red, squeezing out two words, “Die!”

The sword move shot out like a cold frost. Ye Qinghan used his ultimate speed to dodge, the fierce sword energy whipping up a strong wind that caused the artificial mountain rocks behind him to collapse with a bang.

Early in the morning, everyone who had been lazily sleeping rubbed their eyes, slowly arrived at the meeting spot, and then forcefully watched a scene of her fleeing and him chasing.

The main players: Ye Qiao and Ye Qinghan.

Xue Yu, seeing this scene, understood everything.

After they had helped Ye Qinghan ascend to the position of the number one beauty, the person involved found out. Fearing that Ye Qiao might go overboard, Xue Yu, standing nearby, advised a few times, “Stop fighting. A man should be able to bend and stretch. It’s just being the number one beauty. Look at Ming Xuan; he even lost his face.”

“Xue Yu.” Ye Qinghan narrowed his eyes and suddenly turned his head, “You’ve got something to do with this too, right?”

It was impossible for Ye Qiao to have achieved such a swift result by herself. Xue Yu and the others probably had a hand in it as well.

Who could rival the connections of the Eight Great Families?

Xue Yu looked at the sword energy approaching him and, stepping lightly on the breeze, easily jumped to the other side. As a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, he could at least dodge if not fight.

“According to the rules of Changming Sect, Article 78, inner disciples are prohibited from drawing swords and fighting.”

“Article 100 states that any damage to buildings must be compensated threefold.”

Ye Qinghan was not in the mood to listen to Xue Yu’s nonsense. His greatest resentment was still towards Ye Qiao. His sword moves were like cutting off water, ruthlessly attacking. Ye Qiao’s movements were too fast, each time missing. The two circled around the stones, playing a game of Qin Wang circles the pillar. One moved fast, the other’s sword was also fast. Neither could gain the upper hand.

The sound of sword light clashing with hard stones was ear-piercing, and a solid stone was punctured with several holes.

“Senior Brother, calm down!” Zhu You was stunned. She intercepted Ye Qinghan’s sword and, raising her voice slightly, tried to stop this farce, “Calm down first.”

“There will be a solution to this.”

They had come to Changming Sect to gather; they couldn’t just arrive and give the disciples a bad impression.

A solution? Ye Qinghan’s face barely softened as he looked at his little sister, “What solution? What if they call me the number one beauty in front of everyone in the future?” Just thinking about that scene made him unable to suppress the killing intent in his heart.

“Don’t worry, Senior Brother. If they dare to call you that!” Chu Xingzhi stepped forward, his eyes serious. He was about to say he would definitely kill the people of Changming Sect but changed his mind when he thought of Ye Qiao saving him. The youth then said sternly, “I’ll just help you persuade them!”

Ye Qinghan couldn’t bear to look directly: “…” This iron-headed kid.

Ah, perhaps it would be better to kill the Changming Sect people sooner.

Zhu You couldn’t stop them, and Ye Qiao wasn’t planning to run either. With a misstep, the sword vanished from his hand, turning into a sharp blade that collided with the broken water sword. They kicked each other’s shoulder blades. Their speeds were so fast that only afterimages remained. At the moment the dagger arrived, the long sword was also at the neck.

In the next second, they quickly pulled apart.

“Fighting so early in the morning,” Su Zhuo couldn’t help yawning, “They’re sword cultivators, really full of energy.”

The cultivators watching from outside were overjoyed. This scene was as exciting as a live competition, a rare sight.

Such a big commotion would inevitably attract the elders. Neither of them had any intention of sheathing their swords and continued to confront each other, as if anyone who moved first would lose. Elder Zhao came in and saw them entangled.

Furious, he shouted, “Are you guys fighting?”

“No,” Ye Qiao decisively sheathed his sword and denied it, “We’re dancing.”

“…”

Elder Zhao sneered, unmoved.

Seeing this, Ming Xuan pushed Chu Xingzhi, “That’s right, Chu Xingzhi, quickly show them a dance.”

Chu Xingzhi, glaring angrily, retorted, “Why should I dance?”

Ming Xuan smiled, “Your senior brother will be punished by the elder if you don’t.”

Chu Xingzhi hesitated for a moment, then stood up to perform a clumsy, exaggerated dance for Elder Zhao.

After a while, Elder Zhao swallowed and said, “Alright, I understand.” He respected these kids’ hobbies.

Being a direct disciple did come with a lot of pressure.

Outside the crowd, Xue Yu squinted, noticing Xie Chuxue’s worried expression, and furrowed his brow slightly. “By the way, did the little master uncle not… tell them something?”

“What are you mumbling about?” Chu Xingzhi, who had returned angrily, felt irritated seeing the people of Changming Sect and spoke in a harsh tone.

“I was thinking…” Xue Yu reflexively started to say something but then composed himself, “I was thinking, weren’t your dance steps a bit off?”

Chu Xingzhi: “?!” I’ll kill you!!