The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

Clouds crossed the sky like shadows as moonlight poured over the sea of ​​clouds like water, making the Eastern Region seem to be covered with a layer of silver gauze.

A large immortal flying ship with seven masts and twenty-eight sails was sailing alone above the sea of ​​clouds. Looking up, the bright moon could be seen in the sky.

Ye Anping, wearing the robe of the Black Star Sect Elder, stood alone in front of the lookout at the bow, his deep purple eyes looking at the endless sea of ​​clouds ahead, as if waiting for some news, with a little expectation on his face.

Yu Yan died, He Buqun also died, and the remaining demonic cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Sect were leaderless.@@novelbin@@

Although they were still resisting under the siege of Lei Wanjun and the leaders of the various sects in the Western Region, they would definitely not be able to hold on for too long. According to Ye Anping's estimation, the Heavenly Demon Sect would be broken in half a month at most, and the sects in the Western Region would kill all the remaining demonic cultivators who were hiding, within three months.

After this, the remaining demonic sects in the Eastern Region would most likely surrender or flee, and the three regions of the Immortal Family would also begin to divide up the natural resources and treasures of the Eastern Region...

If nothing unexpected happened, the smoke of war in the Eastern Region would completely cease within three years.

As for what would happen next, it would probably be like the Immortal Family led by the Holy Emperor in the past, unifying the four regions of the East, West, South, and North, while the demonic cultivators would be like mice, lurking in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback.

The calendar that changed only once every thousands of years would open a new page.

Perhaps thousands and tens of thousands of years later, among the lingering demonic cultivators, there would be a "Demon Lord" similar to the one in the Demonic Calendar ten thousand years ago, who would unify the demonic cultivators hidden in various places and turn the tide.

But this was something that would happen thousands and tens of thousands of years later… 

Ye Anping felt that he had experienced what Hero Xuanji had feared all along-- the future that was originally known had become unknown after this incident… 

Clank clank...

The clattering sound of a wheelchair came from behind him. Mo Chi Ling rolled the wheelchair and came by his side, whispering, "Mr. Ye, why are you daydreaming here alone? Why don't you go back to the house to accompany your cultivator companions?"

"Are Sis Gu and Yu Die awake?"

"They ran out of spiritual power. I'm afraid they will have to lie in bed for half a month to recover."

"So..."

Ye Anping shrugged slightly. Feng Yu Die and Gu Mingxin first killed He Buqun together and then helped mobilize Gu Yu Yan's formation without much rest. It was indeed time to sleep a little longer.

Xiao Yunluo might have recovered her spiritual power faster because she was a dragon, but she was still sleepy in recent days. At this moment, she lived with Si Xuanji under the care of Qiu Shuirou.

As for his sister...

She thought Xiao Tian and Xue'e were very cute. In the past few days, except when she was with him, she would basically carry them in her arms, strolling around the ship as long as she was awake. She was surrounded like an idol by the other female disciples of the Black Star Sect on the ship.

"How is your hand?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, but after all, it has been drenched in the purple spirit willow for hundreds of years..."

Ye Anping thought about it. Although the game did not mention anything that could detoxify the purple spirit willow, he thought of at least seven kinds of immortal pills that might help Mo Chi Ling.

What's more, among the things that Brother Liang brought back from the secret vault of the Imperial Sect, there were also many rare treasures that he had no use for and were difficult to sell.

There are always more solutions than problems!

"This is not a big problem. After returning to the Hundred Lotus Sect, I will find a detoxifying medicine for you."

Ye Anping looked at Mo Chi Ling's wheelchair and suddenly thought of Li Longling.

One was lame, the other was blind...

They were both well-educated and well-mannered. They should get along well after meeting each other.

Now, everything was settled. After returning to the Hundred Lotus Sect, he could rest for a few days and then set off to the southernmost island in the Southern Region which did not even exist on the map to get medicine.

With his current Nascent Soul cultivation level, there would be no danger, but the process was slightly tedious.

Mo Chi Ling nodded with a smile. "When Mr. Ye cures my body, I will pledge myself to you~ How many children do you want? Although I am weak, I can easily give you ten kids~~"

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"Hehe... just kidding." Mo Chi Ling squinted into the distance and tilted her head. "But, my life was given by you, Mr. Ye. Now that I have taken revenge, the incentive that has kept me alive no longer exists... In order to have something to do in the future, I have to find a new goal, right? "

Ye Anping smiled helplessly, and before she could say the next word, he hurriedly asked, "Can you continue to run the Heartbreak Palace?"

"Um... Heartbreak Palace?"

"Yeah."

Ye Anping nodded and explained seriously. "The situation in the five regions might be stable for the next hundreds of years, but the undercurrent will never stop. I have to look at the overall situation and make plans for the future as I did in the past. Therefore, intelligence and news are the most important. You have run the Heartbreak Palace for nearly a thousand years, and you'll be the eyes I need most in the future..."

"...Mr. Ye is really good at changing the subject."

Mo Chi Ling puffed her cheeks and turned her head, complaining like a young girl. "Obviously, I was ready to acknowledge you as my master… but you didn't treat me as your slave. I was expecting Master Ye to do something improper to me..."

Sometimes Ye Anping really didn't know whether Mo Chi Ling was joking or speaking seriously, and he replied, somewhat speechless, "Senior Mo, I'm not a demonic cultivator..."

"Oh~ That's right, I forgot that Master Ye is an immortal cultivator~"

Mo Chi Ling tapped her lips. "Master Ye, you are more of a demonic cultivator than most of the demonic cultivators I have known in the past thousand years. They are all treacherous and cunning... especially in the means of seducing women..."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Mo Chi Ling didn't expect Ye Anping to be so calm, and she pouted. "I think that Commander Xu has been completely mesmerized by your ingenious calculations, Mr. Ye~~"

"Uh..."

—"You hit the mark! You hit the mark!"

—"Ye Tianchong!! Ye Tianchong!!"

Suddenly, a croaking voice came from the sky, causing Ye Anping to look up with a black face, only to see a golden parrot flying down from the sea of ​​clouds and landing steadily on the railing beside him.

When he found the Demon King before, he was afraid that he would be too late, but after listening to the parrot's tone, it seemed that there was no accident with Xu Mulan.

Although there was no subsequent plot in the game, based on his understanding of Chen Yin… he would most likely use Sun Juehu's death to stir up hatred between the Black Star Sect and Cold Country again, and then take the opportunity to usurp the throne of the Sun family.

Ye Anping did not have definite evidence that Chen Yin would do this, but it was better to defuse this kind of person who was like a time bomb directly.

Better to kill him wrongly than to regret it later...

As for the future of the Cold Country, it depended on what the sisters Xu Mulan and Xu Xiyue would do. At least before the princess could take charge of the state affairs, Xu Mulan, who held Sun Juehu's Black Ice Dragon Spear, would be the acting monarch of the Cold Country.

Ye Anping glanced at the parrot and knocked on its head. "You, parrot, your mouth..."

"Witty! Very witty!"

"I was not praising you..."

"You say one thing and mean another! You say one thing and mean another!"

"Hiss—"

Ye Anping took a deep breath and let out the resentment in his heart.

He was too lazy to bother with a bird...

"Go! Go!"

Ye Anping glanced at it. "What do you mean, go? Where to?"

"Into the tiger's den!! Into the tiger's den!! Screw Xuanji!! Screw Xuanji!!"

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Mo Chi Ling was also surprised by the parrot, and she couldn't help but comment, "Mr. Ye, this parrot is really spiritual~ This is the first time in a thousand years that I have met such an eloquent parrot..."

The parrot turned its head away proudly. "Hmph~~ I am so talented! I am so talented!"

"Ah—"

Ye Anping felt the urge to roast it and give it to Feng Yu Die, but after all, it was a gift from Mr. Qi to Xuanji...

At this time, Qiu Shuirou, who seemed to have heard the parrot's voice, also came over, dressed in an Elder's robe. Seeing that Ye Anping's face did not look very good, she immediately stepped forward and grabbed the parrot, covering its beak. "Master Ye, although I don't know what the parrot said, don't take its words seriously..."

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Hearing this "Master Ye", Ye Anping instantly got goosebumps all over his body, shivering from his feet to the top of his head.

He looked at Qiu Shuirou in disbelief. "Senior Qiu... how did you call me..."

"Master Ye~" Qiu Shuirou covered her mouth and smiled. "The Qiu family has served the little Miss for generations, and it has been eleven generations before I took over. This time, there is finally a male master, and I am actually very happy..."

"Hiss– this..."

"Master Ye, the little Miss just woke up, and the first thing she asked me when she opened her eyes was where were you? Master Ye, you don't know, since the little Miss met you, she has been talking about you every day~ hoping that you can stay with her more." 

Qiu Shuirou bowed and added, "My little Miss has been alone for thousands of years, and she is afraid of loneliness. Otherwise, the parrot would not have survived till now..." 

"Be polite?! Polite... Ga—!" 

"Okay~" Qiu Shuirou smiled and grabbed Ye Anping's shoulder, pushing him one step toward the cabin. "Hurry over, it's the cabin with the ban at the top. You can go in directly~" 

Ye Anping looked back at Qiu Shuirou who was smiling at him with narrowed eyes, and had the feeling that she was avoiding the important point and hiding something from him. 

But after all, Xuanji had been in a coma for almost ten days before, and now that she woke up, he should indeed go to comfort her. "Then, Senior Mo, I will take my leave. Elder Qiu, take Senior Mo back to the house."

"Okay~~"

Qiu Shuirou waved her hand and watched Ye Anping walk into the stern cabin. Then, as if feeling a little guilty, she breathed out a sigh of relief. "Sigh—"

Mo Chi Ling tilted her head. "Elder Qiu, why are you sighing?"

"Uh... it's nothing. I will take you back to the room and bring you some healing pills~"

"Thank you..."

… … 

In the corridor on the first floor of the ship, there was a huge banquet hall.

Because this immortal ship was returning to the Western Region, in addition to Ye Anping and his gang, there were other cultivators who were injured in the battle with the Heavenly Demon Sect.

These cultivators had nothing to do while recovering from their injuries, so they drank and chatted in the hall on the first floor.

Ye Anping didn't like being talked to, so he put on the jade pendant given to him by Xuanji to hide his aura. He wanted to go upstairs to Si Xuanji's room, but the chatter of several female disciples at a table passing by really made him stop and listen.

"I heard that when we followed the Elders to fight the demonic cultivators, Senior Pei and Young Miss Xiao rushed directly to the main peak of the Heavenly Demon Sect. The two of them together killed nearly a thousand demonic disciples in less than a moment."

"I heard about it too! I didn't believe it at the time, but Senior Liang, who was traveling with them, came back with hundreds of storage bags..."

"As expected of Senior Pei and Young Miss Xiao. Senior Pei is gentle and usually looks naive, but we get along well. Young Miss Xiao is the same. In the past, Young Miss Xiao saw that I didn't have any Gathering Spirit Pills, so she gave me a bottle of them~"

"It's a pity that Senior Pei has taken a fancy to that Young Master of the Hundred Lotus Sect for some reason... Although he is quite famous for forming a Heavenly Dao Nascent Soul with his double-spiritual roots, he doesn't seem to have done anything important..."

"Alas... yes. I think Senior Pei and Young Miss Xiao are a good match."

"Yes, yes, yes... I think so too. If the two of them become a cultivator couple..."

... ...

When Ye Anping heard these people praising his sister, he was secretly delighted.

When he heard these people belittling him, Ye Anping felt that he could understand and didn't care. After all, what he did was indeed not public, and he didn't plan to make it public in the future either.

And when he heard the last part, that his sister and Yunluo should become a cultivator couple...

Feng Yu Die from the game suddenly popped up in his mind.

"It seems that I still have to make my deeds public, otherwise I will be called a hypocritical gigolo by random cultivators..."

Ye Anping shook his head with a bitter smile and went ahead, along the stairs to the third floor.

The second floor was where ordinary disciples lived. On the third floor, there were soundproofing and detection restrictions, and one needed a token to go up, so the corridor was quiet at the moment.

When he passed by Feng Yu Die and Gu Mingxin's room, he secretly peeked inside. The two were lying on the bed with steady breathing and a little smile, looking like they were dreaming.

As for Pei Lianxue, when Ye Anping looked in, he saw that she was now sleeping on her side, holding Xue'e and Xiao Tian in her arms.

The two little ones were now staring with two pairs of big eyes, feeling like they were trapped in prison. Seeing Ye Anping coming, they expectantly looked at him for help.

However, Ye Anping ignored them.

He closed the door and continued to the next staircase, climbing upstairs.

When he reached the top floor, just after reaching the last step, there was a mahogany double door with purple gauze curtains in front of him.

Ye Anping prepared himself mentally, approached the door as if he were facing a great enemy, and knocked twice.

Knock knock—

"It's me..."

"Come in..."

Si Xuanji's delicate voice sounded much weaker than usual. It seemed that only ten days were not enough for her to recover from the injuries she had received from Sun Juehu.

Ye Anping thought that since Xuanji was still injured, it shouldn't be too strenuous...

"Huh--"

Ye Anping exhaled slightly and pushed the door open.

Then, he inhaled the exhaled breath back...

"Hiss--"

On a large bed that could accommodate ten heroes Xuanji, Si Xuanji and Xiao Yunluo were wearing the same semi-transparent gauze nightgown as they sat side by side.

Although their personalities were very different, apart from Xiao Yunluo's dragon horns and their respective hair colors, their appearances were similar. Both of them were petite, with flat breasts, looking like young girls.

If you had to find a difference, Si Xuanji's immortal spirit was much stronger than Xiao Yunluo's.

Ye Anping wanted to say something but stopped, and was about to turn around and close the door, but Si Xuanji just waved slightly and 'helped' him close the wooden door. The door was instantly locked with a dragon lock with twelve layers of restrictions, turning the whole room into a secret alcove...

"Anping~ Come here~~"

Si Xuanji narrowed her eyes and beckoned him.

Xiao Yunluo was also nervous, pressing her skirt with both hands, lowering her head with red cheeks, and not daring to look directly at Ye Anping.

"..."

Ye Anping took a deep breath, and then, as if giving up resistance, he walked to the bedside and asked, "Xuanji, Yunluo, aren't you going to rest?"

"Don't you worry." Si Xuanji narrowed her eyes. "Anping, I've actually been thinking about how to reward you this time. At first, I thought about sleeping with you, but I felt it was not enough, so..."

"..."

She gently pulled Yunluo's left hand and asked, "Anping, do you want to sleep with two sisters? Or do you want to sleep with the master and disciple? Or with mother..."

"Hiss— Xuanji..."

"Oh~ You want all of them, right?" Si Xuanji acted shy, as Xiao Yunluo's sister. She pouted and blushed, and then pulled Xiao Yunluo's sleeve. "Sister, you have to teach me... This is my first time~ What if Anping laughs at me..."

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Xiao Yunluo was so scared that she turned into a statue. She looked at her master who had become her sister, and hesitated to speak. After a moment of silence, she nodded and said, "Master, how about... how about... I go downstairs first, and you and Anping first..."

Si Xuanji's eyes became sharp. She asked, "So Yunluo, are you going to disobey the master's order? Go and help Anping take off his clothes."

"Hiss– ah!! Okay..."

Xiao Yunluo was frightened and quickly climbed down from the bed and reached out to pull Ye Anping's belt.

Then, Si Xuanji suddenly showed a fearful face again, covering her chest and saying, "Anping, I belong to Yunluo..."

Ye Anping finally couldn't help it. He grabbed Xiao Yunluo's hands, saved his belt, and smiled helplessly. "Xuanji... stop playing."

"Hehe—" Si Xuanji covered her mouth and chuckled, then became serious. "Okay, just kidding, sit down quickly. Yunluo and I will help you get rid of the yang energy... You had a buffer for your excessive yang energy since you reached the Nascent Soul stage, especially when both Sun Juehu and Yu Yan died in your hands this time. If your yang energy bursts out, your life might be in danger..."

Hearing this, Ye Anping suddenly remembered something.

He did have two yang energy explosions after Brilliance City and Heavenly Sorrow City, but because he had formed the Heavenly Dao Nascent Soul, those two explosions were withstood by his meridians.

He just felt a little hot at the time.

But before that, Yu Yan was indirectly killed by him, and Sun Juehu as well...

If the yang energy of the two cultivators in the Void Returning erupted, he might really be blown into pieces.

"Hiss—"

"Am I not right?" Si Xuanji took off the shoulders of her nightgown and continued, "Initially, I should have been able to help you deal with this by myself, but my wounds have not healed. Miss Pei is just in the Nascent Soul stage, while Yunluo, Feng Yu Die, and Gu Mingxin have not recovered yet. So, I think that, for safety reasons, Yunluo and I should help you to expel the yang together... If it doesn't work, Miss Pei will be added... If it doesn't work, Qiu Shuirou... If it doesn't work, I will bring all the female disciples on the ship..."

As Si Xuanji's words became increasingly strange, Ye Anping noticed a sudden hint of fear in her eyes and quickly stepped forward to hold her shoulders.

"Ah..."

Si Xuanji suddenly came back to her senses, and she frowned, realizing that she had lost her composure.

"Anping… maybe that sounds weird coming from me who has lived for thousands of years."

She gently grabbed his hands, pressed them against her face, and closed her eyes. "I had a nightmare before, dreaming that you died... Anping, I'm really afraid that you will disappear suddenly..."

Si Xuanji looked up at him, her yin-and-yang eyes sparkling lightly, and her small hands clenched his.

"Anping, I am a cultivator in the Void Returning stage. But for you, in the matter of the cultivation couple, maybe I am just a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage..."

Ye Anping had been a little confused about whether Si Xuanji was acting, but thinking about it, her acting skills have always been pretty bad.

However, Si Xuanji's current appearance was something he had never imagined before.

He didn't expect that the hero Xuanji, who once laughed at the world with her sword, would have such a pitiful look.

"Xuanji, I won't go anywhere..."

"Hmm..."

Si Xuanji pursed her lips slightly and closed her eyes, while Ye Anping exhaled, holding her face and touching her lips...

Xiao Yunluo, sitting on the side, looked at the two people and felt a mixture of emotions.

She couldn't figure out whether she should be shocked by her master's pitiful look, or angry that those two forgot her existence...

She didn't like to be the "spare wheel".

"..."

The lingering feelings dripped on the bed sheets.

Then, Si Xuanji called, "Yunluo, come here..."

"Eh?" Xiao Yunluo heard that her master had not forgotten her, and her eyes lit up immediately. Without saying more, she nodded. "Okay!!!"