The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

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Rumble—

The aftermath of the battle between the two Deification cultivators outside the city moat shook the entire Heavenly Sorrow City, and the streets were illuminated by the spiritual lights in the sky.

The demonic cultivators on the street who had previously thought that Heavenly Sorrow City would never be breached, changed their minds after the golden dragon appeared in the south. Under the instigation of a few people, the scene became chaotic.

Ye Anping stepped on the flying sword while holding his abdomen, and he calmly scanned the demonic cultivators fleeing on the streets around him. At the same time, he submerged his spiritual sense to check his injuries. "Three ribs broken, most of the meridians in the abdomen shattered, but the Nascent Soul Golden Core is fine..."

He could already foresee that after this matter was over, he would have to sleep for ten days or half a month.

He even wanted to find a place to lie down and sleep now.

Anyway, he had already told Yun Jiujiu, Gu Mingxin, and Feng Yu Die in detail what they needed to do. As long as they followed the plan, there would be no problems.

However, whether it was because he was overprotective or because he didn't trust Gu Mingxin and Yun Jiujiu, Ye Anping was afraid that if he was not there, those two might do something wrong or accidentally get in trouble.

"Huh..."

After closing his eyes and letting out a long breath, Ye Anping took out a bitter pill from his storage bag and threw it into his mouth, using the bitter taste to forcefully dispel the sleepiness in his mind.

At this time, a seven-story alchemy pavilion not far ahead collapsed with a "screeching" sound.

Boom—

It directly crushed several houses next to it, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The next moment, a petite golden figure was thrown through the dust and smoke, her back leaving a trench in the street before rolling several times and barely stopping.

"Fuck!!!"

Yun Jiujiu stood up with a roll, spitting out a broken tooth, and looked at the gully scraped by her body. Gnashing her teeth in anger, she held her giant sword with both hands, thrusting it in front of her.

A black-robed cultivator with a ghost mask on his face followed closely behind her in the dust cloud, and the sword in his hand clashed with the blade of her giant sword directly.

Ding—!

Sparks flew, and a wave of energy blew away the dust around the two people.

Yun Jiujiu gritted her teeth, straining, then turned around with an angry shout while carrying the giant sword. "Damn it!! I'm going to kill you!!"

She raised the giant sword vertically and slashed it toward the black-robed cultivator's face.

Yun Jiujiu used almost all her strength to attack, making the air tremble and wail, but the man was not a novice— he stepped sideways and made her strike miss.

The giant sword embroidered with gold characters suddenly hit the ground.

Boom—

A crack spread from the tip of the sword like a branch to the end of the street thousands of feet away. Hundreds of houses along the way were not spared, and all collapsed into rubble, burying the demonic cultivators on the street who had not yet fled.

The black-clothed cultivator was obviously frightened by Yun Jiujiu's strength. He was shocked for a moment, then immediately raised his sword, taking advantage of Yun Jiujiu's exposure to stab her in the face.

Yun Jiujiu had no tricks after slashing out with the sword. The force was too great, so she couldn't retract her sword in time. Seeing the man stabbing toward her, she had to grit her teeth and turn her body to avoid being stabbed in the vitals as much as possible.

"Damn it!!"

Just as the man's sword was about to fall on Yun Jiujiu's shoulder, a silver-white sword shot down from the sky, intercepting half of the other sword's force.

Ding—

Realizing that there was another opponent, the black-robed cultivator glanced at Ye Anping, who was standing on a flying sword in the air. Because of this momentary distraction, when he turned his attention back to Yun Jiujiu, a small fist had already reached the side of his cheek.

"Fuck you!!"

Bang—

The seemingly powerless small fist fell on his ghost mask, instantly breaking it.

With a "click", the black-robed cultivator's head spun around his neck more than ten times and then was squeezed off his neck before flying into the air, scattering blood like a fairy scattering flowers.

Yun Jiujiu didn't just stand there. She raised her foot and kicked the body left on the ground directly into the ruins of a wine shop nearby.

Boom—

"Hu… Hu… Hu..."

Yun Jiujiu panted rapidly as she looked at the sword stuck in the ground beside her that helped her block the attack. She immediately looked up to the sky and saw Ye Anping hovering in the air on the flying sword. Overjoyed, she waved to him happily. "Brother-in-law!!! Thank you!!"

"..."

Ye Anping did not respond. Seeing that there was no problem, he controlled the flying sword and turned into a green light, rushing toward the City Lord's Mansion.

Seeing that her brother-in-law was ignoring her, Yun Jiujiu felt a little embarrassed, and the smile on her face turned awkward. She lowered her raised hand, but she did not think too much about it. She pulled out the huge sword from the ground and carried it on her shoulder, then bent over to rush to the next place arranged by her brother-in-law.

…

Boom boom—

Behind him, Yun Jiujiu's loud footsteps were stirring up smoke and dust along the street, blowing the corpses of the demonic cultivators into the air.

Ye Anping looked back and then withdrew his thoughts. He looked up at the snake eye in the sky that had absorbed countless demonic spirits and calculated the time in his mind.

This Blood Sea Seal Sorrow Formation was a formation technique that gathered the demonic spirits of heaven and earth because Heavenly Sorrow City was originally built on a main spiritual vein in the Eastern Region and connected to four secondary veins.

In other words, this snake pupil had now gathered the demonic spirits of four spiritual veins.

Back then, Nangong Cheng led the Imperial Sect cultivators to attack Heavenly Sorrow City. Because he didn't know the power of this formation technique, Nangong Cheng attacked it head-on. In the end, he was heavily injured and had no choice but to retreat. It took him several months to fully recover.

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Even if the master of the formation was not Gong Yue but Gong Yimo, once the formation was launched and fell on the immortal boats of the Sword Sect outside the natural moat, it would inevitably cause a lot of casualties.

At this moment, the demonic energy around the huge snake pupil had gathered into blood threads like hair.

According to his plan, by this time, Gu Mingxin should have killed the four Nascent Soul demonic cultivators and Gong Yimo in the City Lord's Mansion.

But now, he saw that the City Lord's Mansion was still the same as when he went out, without any change.

Ye Anping had a bad premonition in his heart.

Gu Mingxin might be in trouble.

The four Nascent Soul demonic cultivators should not pose any difficulty to Gu Mingxin. Ye Anping was very clear about her strength, so the only problem was Gong Yimo.

To be honest, Ye Anping didn't know how strong Gong Yimo was.

There was no such person in the game. He basically got the information about Gong Yimo from the discussion of Mo Chi Ling and the demonic cultivators in the city. He knew that the man was very lucky, got many opportunities in the Eastern Region, and had very good qualifications.

However, from the previous interactions, Gong Yimo was very much like a playboy with no strength, and logically speaking, he was nothing to be feared.

But it seemed that he might have underestimated him.

Could he really be a match for Gu Mingxin, and the winner still could not be decided?

The more Ye Anping thought about it, the deeper he frowned. He gritted his teeth and accelerated the flying sword under his feet, rushing over the side wall of the City Lord's Mansion and flying toward the square of Heavenly Sorrow Pavilion.

… …

At this time, above the Heavenly Sorrow Pavilion square.

Swish—

The blood-colored sword pierced directly into the chest of a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator like a needle piercing through cloth, nailing him to the ground.

Gu Mingxin swept a glance over the corpses scattered all around the formation. Then, she smiled at Gong Yimo, who was still sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation. "Brother Gong, you are the only one left~"

Gong Yimo didn't dare to move out of the formation at this moment because he had to maintain it. Looking at Gu Mingxin, who was covered in blood and had Gong Tianchan's face, he had some doubts in his eyes. "Who are you?"

Gu Mingxin was a little tired after dealing with four demonic cultivators. She moved her shoulders, smiled, and tore off the mask on her face, revealing her true appearance.

The moment he saw Gu Mingxin's face, Gong Yimo recognized her identity, but his face was still relaxed.

He lowered his head and said, "So that's how it is, Young Miss Gu. No wonder I felt a little familiar with you. You pretended to be Master Liang's human furnace and sneaked into Heavenly Sorrow City just to help the immortals break into the city? It's no wonder that Master Liang didn't see it. Who could have thought that you, the former Young Miss of the Heavenly Demon Sect, would deliberately pretend to be the furnace of a Nascent Soul rogue cultivator in order to help the immortals... hehe..."

?

Xue'e, who was observing the surroundings beside Gu Mingxin, was stunned after hearing this.

It sounded like this guy still thought that "Liang Daliu" was on his side.

"What is he talking about..."

Gu Mingxin was also stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help but chuckle. "You are really smart. I've rested enough. It's time for you to go..."

Bell-like laughter came out from Gu Mingxin as she wiped the blood stains on her face, and then rushed into the formation knot in one step, arriving at Gong Yimo's side in one breath.

The blood-colored sword drew an arc straight to Gong Yimo's neck.

Whoosh—

Xue'e stared closely at the sword swung by Mingxin. When the sword was drawn, she felt that Gong Yimo had no chance to survive.

Gu Mingxin saw that Gong Yimo's expression did not change at all, and for a moment, she thought that he might not react. She felt that Ye Anping had given her too easy a job.

However, Gong Yimo, who originally seemed to be staring ahead, turned his eyes suddenly when the blood-colored sword was about to touch his neck.

Ding—!

Whoosh—

The sound of iron clattering reverberated, and several black lights spread out from Gong Yimo's chest, shattering the remains of the four Nascent Soul cultivators that Gu Mingxin had killed earlier.

Gu Mingxin reacted fast. When she heard the sound of iron striking, she felt something was wrong and retreated ten feet away.

She stepped backward and barely stopped when she reached a railing at the edge of the formation platform.

Xue'e was also panicking. She hurriedly flew over with her sword finger pointing in front of her chest, ready to summon Ah Mang to protect Mingxin.

However, Ah Mang was her trump card.

Ye Anping told her she should try to break the formation knot here as late as possible, but if the Black Python came out, the formation knot would be immediately shattered.

Gu Mingxin looked down and saw a blood ring slowly appearing on her wrist, and then the whole left hand fell to the ground from the wrist, spurting blood.

She frowned slightly and immediately sucked her wrist back to connect it. Her eyes were no longer as relaxed as before as she looked back at Gong Yimo.

The face was still his, the body was still his.

However, the temperament displayed by Gong Yimo when he held the Erosion Demon Sword was no longer the Gong Yimo that Gu Mingxin had seen before.

"Demonic blood body, demonic cultivator..."

A low, hoarse voice came from Gong Yimo. He looked at Gu Mingxin, and his eyes flashed with terrifying killing intent, causing her to involuntarily move to the side.

"What's going on..."

Xue'e naturally saw Gong Yimo's changes. Her eyes turned left and right, and finally fell on the hilt of the Erosion Demon Sword. She saw a sharp thorn on the hilt piercing Gong Yimo's palm, and she immediately reacted. "Mingxin!! It's the Spiritism technique..."

"Spiritism..."

When Gu Mingxin heard this word, she understood that Gong Yimo probably summoned the sword's spirit and let it use his body temporarily.

In other words, the one standing in front of her now was the "Erosion Demon" master who had frightened the demonic cultivators in the Eastern Region thousands of years ago, the immortal cultivator named "Shen Xin".

"Tsk..." Gong Yimo raised the dark spiritual sword in his hand. "I have killed several Heavenly Demon disciples before, I don't mind killing one more. The demonic cultivators in the Eastern Region should have been wiped out long ago..." 

When he said this, he raised the dark sword and swung it horizontally. 

The black spiritual light reached Gu Mingxin's face in an instant and her eyes widened. She quickly turned and dodged, then stepped forward and rushed into formation again. 

In an instant, two spiritual swords, one red and one black, turned into countless streams of light flashing around them. 

Many guards who rushed from the City Lord's Mansion after hearing the news were caught up in the aftermath of the two people's fight as soon as they passed through the corridor and arrived here, and they were turned into pieces of meat that flew everywhere.

Seeing that her Mingxin was suppressed, Xue'e stopped hesitating and called out. "Ah Mang!!"

"No need!! I can handle it!!"

"Mingxin, but..."

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—

The fierce wind moved with the sword, and the shrill sword cry was like raindrops that filled the sky without a pause.

However, during this extremely fast sword fight, the wounds on Gu Mingxin's arms and neck continued to increase. Although she had a demonic blood body with great regenerating power, she suffered a loss in just five breaths. Gong Yimo grabbed her wrist and cut off her arm with one strike, forcing her to retreat.

Gu Mingxin held the sword with her left hand, pushed it into the ground, and frowned at Gong Yimo who was now holding her right hand. She immediately took her sword back into her soul realm, and then let it fall into the palm of her right hand ten feet away.

Swish—

Gong Yimo, who was possessed by Shen Xin, obviously did not expect this method. 

He was unable to dodge, and his ear was cut off by the blood-colored spirit sword.

Then, a roar came out of Gong Yimo's mouth. "Ahhhhh... My ear... It hurts so much!!"

Gu Mingxin looked at him acting crazy as if there were two spirits in his body. She took another step forward, put her hand back on her right arm, and raised her sword, swinging horizontally.

However, Gong Yimo, who had a ferocious face, instantly returned to his calm expression and easily blocked her spiritual sword.

Ding—

"Isn't it just an ear? You can't even endure it?"

"Tsk..."

Gu Mingxin's expression was troubled. Knowing that her sword skills could not defeat "Shen Xin", she hurriedly retreated to the edge of the formation again and healed the wound on her shoulder with the demonic blood energy.

Gong Yimo looked at Gu Mingxin, his expression a little impatient. "It's time to end it."

Then, he took a step forward, and his figure instantly transformed into eight shadows, wrapping Gu Mingxin in the center.

The red eyes moved quickly left and right. Gu Mingxin thought that Gong Yimo didn't dare to leave the formation. She couldn't defend against this unknown sword technique, so she had to rely on instinct to parry.

Ding Ding Ding—

The red sword light surrounded her body and accurately blocked six of the flashing shadows.

Seeing that there were still two shadows coming toward her right leg and neck that she couldn't block, she had no choice but to call out. "Xue'e!!!"

Xue'e reacted quickly, raised her sword finger, and was ready to call out Ah Mang to help her block the shadows.

However, before that, another black shadow descended from above and landed beside her. He raised two swords to help her catch the remaining two black shadows.

Ye Anping grabbed Gu Mingxin's waist with one hand, pulled her away, and threw her down from the formation platform while carrying his sword on his back. He frowned and looked at Gong Yimo in the center of the formation.

Seeing the arrival of this uninvited guest, Gong Yimo's eyes showed some doubts. "Master Liang?" 

But soon, he was replaced by Shen Xin, who changed his words. "You are an immortal cultivator. Why do you want to save a demonic cultivator?"

Hearing this, Ye Anping realized what had happened. He raised his head, took a step forward, and cupped his hands. "I am Ye Anping. Pleased to meet you, Immortal Shen." 

"Hmm?" Gong Yimo raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a bitter smile. "I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still youngsters in the Immortal Family who know about Shen." 

"When the Immortal Family failed to invade the Eastern Region, they all thought that Shen Xin died in the counterattack of the demonic cultivators. Who would have thought..." 

"Who would have thought that this Shen would be able to kill his way out of the twelve Soul Formation Rooms? But the price has been that all the three hundred seventy-one Moon Spirit Sect disciples that he had brought along, died tragically at the hands of demonic cultivators. Immortal Shen has been staying in the Eastern Region for a thousand years since then, hunting demonic cultivators day and night… Unfortunately, he didn't kill all the scum in the Eastern Region before he died..." 

Ye Anping took a deep breath, thinking that if he could convince him, then he wouldn't have to fight. 

Shen Xin appeared in the game as a dreamer of the Exiled Immortal. He was a character outside the main storyline. As long as the player got his sword in the game, he would teach the player some special sword techniques in a dream.

Now that Shen Xin had taken over Gong Yimo's body, his Exiled Immortal identity was also confirmed.

The setting of the Exiled Immortals in the game was that they made a mistake in the Immortal Realm and were banished to the mortal world to practice. Even if they died, they would just be reincarnated again. This was also to make it possible for players to be resurrected infinitely.

If there were Exiled Immortals in this world now, then perhaps reincarnation also existed.

Ye Anping lowered his eyes and thought for a while, but soon put this question behind him.

Whether he could be reborn or not was not important right now. The most important thing was that he must kill Gong Yimo and take control of the formation's main knot; otherwise, the Moon Shadow Sword Sect would suffer a great loss.

"Immortal Shen, since you hate demonic cultivators, why did you give your spirit sword to this body?"

"Him? Hehe... This kid is very weak. I have been staying in the cave and could not come out to kill demons. At some point, he came in, so I took over his body..."

"Then, why don't you hand over your spirit sword to me and let me help you complete your goal of destroying demonic cultivators, how about it?"

"Hehe... But I think you are a traitor to the immortal cultivators, right?" Gong Yimo's eyes fell on Gu Mingxin who was behind Ye Anping. "Why did you save this Heavenly Demon just now?"

Ye Anping glanced at Gu Mingxin and replied, "She is for my use."

"Use Heavenly Demon as a chess piece? Hehe... Most of those who wanted to use Heavenly Demon and Heavenly Pivot as chess pieces were backfired by their fate and ended up with nothing. How can you, a young man, have the nerve to presume that she is yours to use?!"

"..."

When Ye Anping heard this, he understood that a fight was inevitable. 

He let out a sigh and turned his head to signal Gu Mingxin. "Sister Gu, don't come over. Hide well under the stage."

Looking relaxed, Gu Mingxin raised her eyebrows and replied, "Ye Anping~ I'm fine. I just let him…"

"Hide well!!"

Gu Mingxin pouted. She felt that even she couldn't beat that guy, let alone Ye Anping. But she didn't want Ye Anping to die at the hands of this old swordsman whose grave was covered with grass dozens of feet high. She clenched the sword in her hand. "Xue'e, you can…"

Ye Anping stopped her. "No need!"

Xue'e looked at the two of them with a worried look on her face. "Ye Anping, don't be so stubborn. This guy…"

"Hmm…"

Ye Anping composed himself and twirled the sword in his hand, moving his wrist.

Shen Xin's sword techniques were extremely strange, and ordinary people would almost certainly die when they first saw them. But one thing was that he didn't have a technique that was guaranteed to hit the target. If one reacted faster, they could avoid getting hurt. There were also related achievements when you competed with him in the game.

Ye Anping submerged his consciousness, and his five senses slowed down instantly. 

Everything in his eyes faded. He recalled the moves he had memorized previously and simulated the whole process in his mind.

"Shen Xin" looked at Ye Anping emotionlessly lowering his stance in the starting posture of the Interrogation Sword technique. He was a little confused, feeling that his action was superimposed with his memory of the Immortal Yun Jian, but he soon came to his senses and placed the black sword in his hands horizontally on his arm. "I didn't want to kill immortal cultivators, but since you want to protect this Heavenly Demon, then you deserve to die."

Rumble—!

A dull thunder sounded between the dark clouds, like a signal for the two to raise their swords.

"Shen Xin" swung the sword first, very calmly, and three dark shadows appeared out of thin air around Ye Anping, and then attacked him from three sides with three different sword moves: "stab", "chop", and "pick".

Ding—

However, Ye Anping didn't even look at it as he raised his sword to block the spiritual sword in the hand of the black shadow in front, and leaned forward to avoid the two black shadows on both sides behind him.

Swish—

The golden sword light flashed, and a black shadow was cut in half, turning into ink drops falling on the ground and then disappearing into it.

"Shen Xin" felt surprised, thinking that his sword moves seemed to have been completely seen through by the opponent, but he thought it was just a coincidence, so he moved his feet slightly and drew two more swords.

The number and speed of the black shadows also doubled one after another.

Six black shadows surrounded Ye Anping from all sides as he took two steps forward, but just like before, Ye Anping stopped and blocked a sword at an extremely complicated angle while dodging the other five swords.

Shen Xin frowned and asked, "Are you a disciple of Moon Spirit Sect?"

At the same time, he swung out three black-ink arc lights again, and the number of shadows doubled.

Ye Anping turned around a little late, resulting in a bloody wound on his newly changed clothes. He backed down two steps, but after stabilizing himself, he advanced toward Shen Xin again.

If he jumped, he would die and almost all spells would be cut off by this sword. The only way to win was to fight with the sword at close range.

"The Moon Spirit Sect in the Southern Region has been dispersed for hundreds of years. Now there is no one left who can use your sword tactics, Shen Xin."

"Really? Then, is this a coincidence?"

"I guess so. I came to this world by accident, met Heavenly Pivot and Heavenly Demon by accident, and came to you by accident to fight with you..."

Swoosh—

Ding Ding Ding—

Shen Xin looked at Ye Anping's movements which seemed to indicate his sword tactics had been seen through and sighed in his heart that the Immortal Family had such a promising young generation. The serious expression on his face lightened a little.

However, the sword in his hand did not.

Swoosh---

After the black sword drew an arc, the black shadows on the stone bricks on the ground formed a dense net, wrapping Ye Anping in it just like fishing.

Gu Mingxin, who saw this scene, felt that Ye Anping could not escape, and she hurried forward to intervene, but just as she took a step forward, she saw several golden spiritual lights in the black fishing net that wrapped Ye Anping.

Swish—

Ye Anping rushed out with his sword, and his shoulders were also cut to the bone by the black light, leaving him with a bloody wound.

With one last step, he came before "Shen Xin" and raised the sword in his hand, sweeping horizontally.

"Shen Xin" naturally held the sword vertically to block, but the sword light of Ye Anping's sword swept across his pitch-black blade.

"Immortal Yun Jian..."

"Shen Xin" looked at the sword in his hand sideways with a sneer, and his face turned ferocious.

A bloody wound appeared on Gong Yimo's right shoulder, cutting off half of his body.

It seemed that Shen Xin knew that he was going to be stabbed, so he returned the body to Gong Yimo and got back into the pitch-black spiritual sword.

"It's over, Shen Xin..."

"Ahhhh--!!"

Gong Yimo's screams continued, and Ye Anping immediately stabbed the golden core in his chest, nailing him to the center of the formation diagram under his feet.

Gong Yimo's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Ye Anping who was now stabbing him with a sword. For a moment, he seemed to suddenly remember something and shouted, "Aren't you dead?!"

Ye Anping frowned slightly but then saw his face in the pool of blood beside him. It seemed that because of Shen Xin's sword technique just now, the mask of Kong Huayuan on his face had been torn apart at this moment.

"…"

Ye Anping hesitated for a split second, and seeing that Gong Yimo was still about to speak, he immediately slashed his chest, splitting his Nascent Soul into two. Then, he took out the talisman and cremated his body on the spot into ashes, and then used the wind talisman to blow away the ashes.

"Phew..."