It was not easy to infiltrate the Sword-Wen Sect, but who had the time to care about her when the sect was facing internal and external troubles? There were even many disciples in the inner sect of the Sword-Wen Sect who knew her and waved to her enthusiastically.
There were so many disciples left behind in the sect, and the bright red color of Ye Qiao's sect uniform was particularly conspicuous in the white Asking Sword Sect. She was afraid of being discovered by the elders, so she didn't even dare to say hello and walked past them in the breeze.
Someone said uncertainly, "I think I saw Ye Qiao from Changming Sect."
"Why did she come to our sect?"
"I don't know." The man touched his chin and said, "But I'm afraid Ye Qiao is the only one who can treat our sect as his own backyard."
"How did she get in? Without being discovered by the elders?"
If her clan uniform wasn't so conspicuous, she wouldn't even notice someone passing by.
News was widely circulated among the disciples of the Sword-Wen Sect, and Ye Qiao was also somewhat famous. After someone noticed her, they quietly went to inform a few of her close associates.
It was speculated that Ye Qiao might have come to ask the disciples of the Sword Sect.
Zhu You was in Chengfeng Sect. Chu Xingzhi was nervously worried that his junior sister would be snatched away by people from Changming Sect. Now he was accompanying Zhu You in Chengfeng Sect. Xia Qing and Zuo Yi were busy suppressing those disciples who were causing trouble in the sect. Only Ye Qinghan was the most idle.
When he heard that Ye Qiao came to him for some unknown reason, he felt the familiar toothache.
…
Especially when he saw Ye Qiao hiding quietly in a rugged cave inside the rockery, ready to do something, his ominous premonition reached its peak.
"Ye Qiao." Ye Qinghan stood behind her silently like a ghost, tilted his head in confusion, and his voice was a little cold. "What are you doing here?"
"Why don't you return to your own sect?"
"Hi, Ye Qinghan." Ye Qiao sensed his presence in advance and was too lazy to hide. She waved her hand and greeted him, then asked in a low voice, "Do you know where you are usually locked up to reflect on your mistakes after making them?"
Ye Qinghan raised his eyebrows, guessing her intention: "Are you going to the forbidden area?"
Ye Qiao paused for a moment and then smiled brilliantly, without any embarrassment of being caught sneaking around, "You guessed it right."
"But it may not be safe if I go alone. After all, you are the only heir to your sect. It will be much safer with you." She closed her eyes and praised Ye Qinghan.
"So..." Ye Qiao said sincerely, "Do you want to go to the forbidden area together? It will be very interesting."
Ye Qinghan thought that she might be having an intermittent attack of her chuunibyou. He blinked his dark eyes slightly and replied in a cold voice, "No."
"Okay." Ye Qiao didn't necessarily need Ye Qinghan to join. It would be the same with or without him.
"Wait." After rejecting her, Ye Qinghan strangely thought of the forbidden areas and secret realms that she had destroyed over the years, as well as the Ghost King Tower that collapsed without any warning.
"Forget it." He said calmly, "I'll go with you."
The reason why some sects' treasures have never appeared in the world is not because they don't want to take them.
Instead, they are spiritual weapons that are like the treasures of a clan, and each one is weird and difficult to deal with.
It's not easy to touch.
It would be a lie for Ye Qinghan to say that he was not curious about the treasure of his own sect. He simply took advantage of the situation and accepted her invitation.
"Come, come, come." After getting Ye Qinghan to join, Ye Qiao patted the seat next to him, motioning him to come over and lie down together.
"Where is the location of your forbidden area?" Ye Qiao lay behind a rock calmly, watching the inner sect members of the Wenjian Sect coming and going.
Ye Qinghan found a comfortable position to lie down and thought for a moment, "I don't know."
“I haven’t been in there.”
"Not once?"
The boy nodded: "Not once."
"..." At this moment, Ye Qiao seemed to feel the disparity in the world.
She treated the forbidden area as her home, but Ye Qinghan had never entered the forbidden area once.
Ye Qiao secretly observed for a few seconds, then turned around and asked in a casual tone: "So, what do you think? If the two of us form a team and attack the elders, will they lock us up?"
Ye Qinghan: “…”
He underestimated her boldness. Ye Qinghan rolled his eyes slightly in uncertainty, "Maybe? Or maybe you will be arrested and sent to jail. Why don't you ask those monks on the forum, how many years will you be sentenced for attacking an elder?"
Ye Qiao actually thought about the possibility of this question, "We won't be sentenced, right? This is a special situation, he won't put us in the dungeon."
When the cultivation world is really short of manpower, and both of them are in the Spirit Transformation Stage, they can still be of some use at the critical moment. Even if the elders of the Sword Sect dislike her, she probably won't end up in the dungeon.
Ye Qinghan shrugged, his expression indifferent: "Then we can only take a gamble."
He was used to sticking to the routine, so he found it quite fresh to suddenly follow Ye Qiao's lead.
That night, Ye Qinghan and Ye Qiao squatted behind the rockery and lay in ambush, waiting for a destined person.
When Ye Qiao and others were about to fall asleep, Ye Qinghan suddenly shouted excitedly: "The elders are here."
The visitor was the Sixth Elder of the Sword-Asking Sect. His face looked somewhat familiar, probably because they had seen him during the competition. His strength was at the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, which was one level higher than the two of them.
Ye Qiao said quickly: "Do it."
The two men jumped up from the rockery at the same time, and two palm winds slammed down on each other's backs. Ye Qiao and Ye Qinghan both held back, but it was still an attack from the God Transformation Force after all. The moment the Sixth Elder felt the danger, his figure disappeared in front of the two of them.
When they turned around, the Sixth Elder had already appeared behind them, with a sword technique in his hand that was about to take shape, and his eyes full of coldness.
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