The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

Time passed quickly, and the rising sun was already overhead.

After Yun Yiyi left, Ye Anping lay down on the bed and dozed off for a while, then got up, changed into the Hundred Lotus Sect Young Master's official uniform, and tied his hair before walking out of the bedroom.

Perhaps because all the demonic cultivators in the city had been cleared out, the creepy black clouds that had been hovering over Heavenly Sorrow City for a long time had now turned into blue sky and white clouds.

Although the garden outside the bedroom still bore traces of the looting and smashing by the servants of the Blood Prison Mansion and was a little dilapidated and quiet, it was peaceful as usual. Butterflies could still be seen flying among the flowers and winter bees collecting honey.

Ye Anping planned to stroll along the garden to relax, and then go to Yun Tianchong to see what could be done about the Erosion Demon Sword.

However, just as he walked down the steps out of the bedroom hall, Feng Yu Die's voice came from behind. "Young Master Ye~~"

Ye Anping followed the sound and looked at the eaves above.

Feng Yu Die was lying on the roof of the bedroom, sticking her head out above the eaves, with a silly smile. She flipped down from the roof and slipped to his side in one step, then hugged his arm, using herself as a crutch. She asked with concern, "How is your injury? Do you want me to pass on some more spiritual energy to you?"

"No, we will stay in Heavenly Sorrow City for ten days to half a month. I will recover slowly."

"Oh... Then, I'll hold you like this, okay?"

"...If you wish."

"Hehe~"

Ye Anping shrugged and said nothing, letting her hold his arm. They walked along the path in the garden toward the guest house of the Blood Prison Mansion.

Feng Yu Die was wearing a white dress, her silver hair seemed to have been specially groomed, and her face was covered with a layer of light rouge. She walked with him on the path in the garden with a faint smile on her face, and she didn't say anything, just like a young girl enjoying time alone with her loved one.

Ye Anping was inexplicably relaxed looking at her virgin-like appearance and thought about getting her a roasted chicken as a reward.

However, after walking about thirty steps along the path, Feng Yu Die suddenly said something that made him hold his breath. "Master Ye, were you practicing dual cultivation with Miss Yun last night?"

?!

Ye Anping paused and turned his head stiffly. He saw that although Feng Yu Die was still smiling, her cheeks were flushed. He suddenly felt guilty.

He slowly replied, "No..."

"Well, I've heard Miss Yun saying... ‘Anping, are you comfortable with me twisting like this? Do you want to rub here? Sister Pei and Miss Xiao don't know this…’ Hehehe..."

"..."

The girl who thought children were brought by stork was a far cry from the one that actually said such words in front of him.

Ye Anping was so embarrassed that his toes curled in his shoes. He felt even more guilty and looked away, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing that Ye Anping seemed shy, Feng Yu Die squinted and smiled, asking in a low voice. "Was it the 'Immortal donkey covering the top'? I saw it in Sister Xiao's book... this one..."

As if afraid that Ye Anping would not take her seriously, Feng Yu Die took out the book "Erotic Pictures of Immortal Palace - Hardcover Edition" from her storage bag, turned to that page, and pointed at the two little people entangled in it. "Is it this one?"

"..."

Ye Anping's jaw dropped to the ground. He took a deep breath and quickly snatched the book. A small flame condensed in his palm and burned the book to ashes.

"Ah?!"

"Yu Die, you only need to read this book once. Do you read it every day?"

Feng Yu Die felt it was a waste and pursed her lips. "Master Ye, you asked me to learn it. How can I learn it just by reading it once..."

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"But I didn't ask you to read it every day. Also, were you eavesdropping last night?"

"Master Ye, you asked me to wait outside. I was afraid that you would need my spiritual energy, so I perched on the roof. That Gu idiot ran away when she heard it..."

"Where's Xiao Tian?"

"I don't know where she went with that black little one last night, and I never saw them come back."

"So..."

Ye Anping didn't continue the topic. Seeing a rare spiritual flower in front of him, he took the opportunity to change the topic. He walked over with Feng Yu Die, plucked the flower, and inserted it into her hair. "This silver spiritual flower is quite rare, yes..."

"Eh? Hehe... Thank you, Master Ye."

...

Like a young cultivator couple admiring flowers, Ye Anping led Feng Yu Die all the way through the garden behind the Blood Prison Mansion. Soon, they came to a frozen lotus pond.

Because it was winter, there were no fish or lotus in the lotus pond, but in the pavilion on the side, Yun Tianchong was sitting in a wheelchair, talking to Yun Jiujiu about something.

Yun Tianchong was frowning, his face stern, while Yun Jiujiu's face was full of impatience.

"I said, I don't have that kind of interest in him! You're so annoying!!"

After noticing Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die coming over, Yun Tianchong glanced at them and put his fist to his mouth, coughing twice. "Ahem--"

Yun Jiujiu frowned and looked behind her. Seeing Ye Anping and "No-bird" holding his arm, she stood up quickly. "I'm going to see the disciples of Sword Wine Peak..."

Then, she ran away in the opposite direction from Ye Anping.

Yun Tianchong looked at his second daughter and sighed earnestly. "Sigh... You still say you have no interest... Tsk, this troublesome girl."

Ye Anping walked to the pavilion and asked with a little confusion, "Master Yun, what's wrong with Jiujiu?"

"Nothing..."

Yun Tianchong glanced at Feng Yu Die who was smiling, and his face suddenly darkened.

Feng Yu Die was Master Taixu's adopted daughter, and he and Taixu used to be considered cultivation partners.

Feng Yu Die probably wouldn't admit it, but based on this relationship, she could be considered his adopted daughter.

Now, Yun Yiyi had been seized by Ye Anping, and Yun Jiujiu looked like she was almost there as well. Feng Yu Die and Ye Anping had been through thick and thin together for so many years...

In addition, Ye Anping also got his father's Snow Jade Spirit Sword...

Ye Anping, this kid, was simply trying to get hold of his Yun family…

Yun Tianchong was a little unhappy, however Ye Anping didn't just take away his Yun family for nothing.

He came here determined to die for the matter of Heavenly Sorrow City. If it weren't for Ye Anping, he and the Sword Sect disciples he brought with him would probably have been buried by Gong Yue in the wasteland outside the city.

Yun Tianchong was silent for a while, then stood up with the help of his wheelchair before bowing and cupping his hands respectfully. "Young Master Ye, please accept my gratitude. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid that the Sword Sect would have already been history since yesterday."

"Master Yun, I've said it before. I am engaged to Yiyi, and the Sword Sect is my fiancée's home, of course I should help."

"Heh... What are your plans for the future?"

"Rest in Heavenly Sorrow City for a while. After the cultivators of the Southern, Western, and Northern Regions cross the Blood River in the Eastern Region, we will head to the Heavenly Demon Sect." 

Ye Anping sat on the stone bench with Feng Yu Die waiting beside him and continued, "Master Yun, I have two requests for you."

"Just say it."

"The first thing is to ask you to take all the credit for conquering Heavenly Sorrow City. When the Bright Star Sect comes back after destroying the Hedonistic Sect, you can say that you killed Gong Yue and took over the city easily. Don't mention me."

"What?" Yun Tianchong didn't quite understand, and he frowned slightly, looking at him in disbelief. "Why? The Sword Sect was able to breach the city thanks to you alone. Once word of this spreads, you will surely become famous among the cultivators in the Southern Region. Countless cultivators in the world want to excel in great things. You've got your fame, but you're giving it to me?”

"The Southern Region immortals are headless without Patriarch Zu. They need a leader now..." 

"Then, shouldn't you receive this credit? Wouldn't it be better to lead the Southern Region immortals when you attack the Heavenly Demon Sect later on?" 

"I admit that I don't have the courage to lead an army across the river." Ye Anping shrugged, then looked at Feng Yu Die. "I can make strategies and sneak into the enemy camp, but I can't lead thousands of cultivator troops to charge..." 

"..." 

Yun Tianchong looked at Ye Anping's appearance and understood what he meant. 

In terms of martial arts and intelligence, it was difficult for any immortal cultivators to match him, but when it came to the ability to intimidate someone, he could not compare even with Jiujiu.

Although Yun Jiujiu was reckless, she had a loud voice and a hot temper. When fighting fiercely with the demonic cultivators, her roars could rally all the immortal disciples on her side. 

"So... you want me to..."

"Yes."

Ye Anping nodded. "After the Southern Region lost Patriarch Zu, it lost a main pillar. Now, after the news of the Heavenly Sorrow City battle spread, the Sword Sect will naturally win the respect of the cultivators of various sects in the Southern Region. 

The impression you left, Master Yun, in the minds of the Southern Region cultivators, as "the shame of the Deification cultivators", "morally corrupt", and "only good at fooling around", will probably change.

After the cultivators of the Southern Region learn about the battle of Heavenly Sorrow City, they will probably think that Yun Tianchong is not someone who relies entirely on his father's name, but actually has some abilities... or something..."

Yun Tianchong felt offended by these words, but he also acknowledged them in his heart.

In the past, if he had heard Ye Anping say this to him, he would have drawn his sword and crippled him without saying a word.

However, ever since he came out of seclusion last time and saw that the Sword Sect was almost destroyed because of Yun Kunwu, he had been reflecting on himself. 

"Your words are really offensive..."

"Hehe... Good medicine tastes bitter." Ye Anping smiled. "Who knows, maybe in a few hundred years, the Moon Shadow Sword Sect will replace the Bright Star Sect and become a major sect in the Southern Region?" 

"Then, I'll thank you for your blessing." 

Yun Tianchong felt that there was no hope for him to break through the Void Returning stage, and he asked again, "What about the second thing? ”

Ye Anping took out the Erosion Demon from the storage bag and put it on the stone table in front of him. "I wonder if Master Yun's sword power can remove the demonic spirit in this sword..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Yun Tianchong directly pull open the protective spiritual wrapping around the Erosion Demon with his bare hands, and Ye Anping was so scared that he quickly stretched out his hand to stop him. "Wait!!"

"What?"

"This sword has the effect of a medium... Master Yun, please be careful..."

Yun Tianchong raised his eyebrows, then waved his hand and used his spiritual power to open the spiritual wrapping around the Erosion Demon. Seeing the dark blade, there was a little surprise in his eyes. "Moon Spirit Sect old master's sword? Wow..." 

"When Sword Immortal Shen was trapped in the Eastern Region, he was not killed. Instead, he stayed in the Eastern Region to kill demonic cultivators, causing his body to be eroded by demonic energy..." 

"Heh… it's ironic that the person who killed the demonic cultivators became a demon  himself."

Yun Tianchong smiled bitterly and shook his head. After hesitating for a while, he reached out and directly grabbed the hilt of the Erosion Demon Sword.

Instantly, a murderous aura spread out from the sword. Feng Yu Die, who was standing by, hurriedly took out the Bai Yue that Ye Anping had left with her, pulled Ye Anping up, and protected him behind her. "Young Master Ye, what is this thing..."

"Be careful."

Yun Tianchong frowned and gritted his teeth. "Hah!!"

Instantly, the majestic murderous aura took a human form inside the pavilion, turning into a man with a height similar to Ye Anping, but with extremely cold eyes.

Yun Tianchong looked sideways and grimaced. "Master Shen, I haven't seen you for many years."

Shen Xin glanced at Yun Tianchong, then looked at Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath. "Heh... Is this Nascent Soul kid your son?"

"He's my son-in-law."

"Your son-in-law; did you pass on the Sword Sect's Interrogation Sword Technique to him?" 

"My father passed it down to him. It had nothing to do with me." 

"No wonder..." Shen Xin frowned and looked at Ye Anping who was protected by Feng Yu Die again, and Feng Yu Die narrowed her golden eyes with cold sweat on her forehead. 

The feeling Shen Xin gave Feng Yu Die was very similar to Yun Kunwu in the forbidden land of the Sword Sect.

Yun Tianchong smiled. "You are old now, why do you still live in the sword? Can't let go?" 

"...Ye Anping." 

"What does Master Shen have to say?" 

"How long has it been?" 

"...Two thousand and seventy-two years, if I am not wrong." 

"Is that so..." Shen Xin was silent for a while, then looked at Yun Tianchong. "Just do it. "

Yun Tianchong breathed a sigh of relief, and he immediately formed a hand seal, condensing his spiritual power into eight magic swords, which pierced Shen Xin's chest in an instant.

Swoosh—

Although Shen Xin was pierced through the chest by eight magic swords, his expression did not change at all.

He looked at Ye Anping's deep purple eyes quietly as his figure gradually twisted and dissipated, and he disappeared inside the pavilion without even leaving a word.

And the dark Erosion Demon, which had experienced thousands of years of demonic energy contagion on its surface, gradually peeled off as he dissipated and turned into a snow-white spiritual sword, which fell from mid-air onto the stone table, directly cutting it in half.

Yun Tianchong held the hilt of the sword, lifted it, and then threw it to Ye Anping.

After Ye Anping caught it, he looked at the sword blade and bowed. "Master Yun, thank you very much."

"Don't mention it."

"Then, I will not disturb your rest. I will take my leave..."

Ye Anping took the sword, bowed again, and took Feng Yu Die back through the garden.

"Yu Die, this sword is for you... you return Bai Yue to me. That is the sword that Sister Bai made for me."

"Thank you, Master Ye!"

"Heh... OK, I will make you a roasted chicken. Let's go... Let's go to the kitchen..."

"Okay, hehe..."

... …

Yun Tianchong looked depressed as he watched the two of them leave, chatting and laughing. He felt like Ye Anping had treated him like a tool for impressing girls, but then he felt relieved. 

He deserved it!

"Ah..."

With a sigh, he swung his wheelchair and headed to the street outside the Blood Prison Mansion.