The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

"Hmph! Look at my Yu Die! How powerful! She even knocked Anping down..."

"What are you bragging about? It wasn't you who knocked him down... Ouch!!! Hiss!! Golden fool!! Have you started again?!"

"Sneak attack is always accurate, black idiot..."

"I think you haven't been hit on the head enough!!"

...

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of fighting came through the wooden wall of the room.

Ye Anping's eyes slightly opened as he woke up. He felt his head was blank, and something was pressing on his face. He looked sideways.

What he saw was a snow-white foot pressing on his left cheek. Although the lower body of the owner of the small foot was still on the bed, the rest of the body had fallen over the edge.

This was...

Ye Anping was a little confused. As he was wondering, he felt his right shoulder moist and turned his head to look the other way.

A drooling Feng Yu Die pressed her face against his shoulder with a satisfied look. Her slightly parted lips slowly opened and closed with her calm breathing, just like when she was sleeping happily after eating roasted chicken.

Since Feng Yu Die was here, it was obvious who was falling off the edge of the bed.

Ye Anping breathed a sigh of relief. Trying not to wake them up as much as possible, he pushed Gu Mingxin's jade foot away from his face, then pulled his numb right arm out from under Feng Yu Die's body before moving down from the bed lightly.

However, the moment his feet touched the ground, he almost couldn't stop a groan of pain and almost fell down.

In the end, he reacted quickly and held the pillars on the edge of the bed, barely supporting himself.

"..."

Ye Anping hunched over like an octogenarian and touched his lower back. Then, with a look of shame on his face, he looked back at Feng Yu Die, who was sleeping sweetly, and some vague fragments from before replayed in his mind...

At first, he was barely able to carry on, and thanks to Gu Mingxin, he could take a slight intermission to recover his strength.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

But after they exchanged a few times, Sister Gu could not get up again.

And Feng Yu Die seemed to have mastered the trick, making him feel as if he was swimming in the waves, the waves rising and falling. Every time he poked his head out of the previous wave and took a breath, the second wave followed and pulled him under the water again...

Wave after wave, not letting him rest even for a short while...

However, Ye Anping felt that this was his own fault.

Feng Yu Die asked him many times during the process. "Anping, are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want me to stop?"

But every time, he actually answered, "No, continue if you like."

So, every time, Feng Yu Die would smile happily and choose to continue...

Ye Anping felt that he was like Sister Gu in front of Feng Yu Die.

But, as a good husband who would feed so many wives in the future, how could he say no?

Then again, Feng Yu Die was indeed a genius, and her ability to accept new things was faster than anyone else.

His sister and the others had explored so many times, and only recently found out where his weakness was.

But what about this girl?

She had already found out his weakness the first time.

It was probably because she was the protagonist, right?

If her enemies failed to kill her the first time, then they would be the ones to die.

Looking at Feng Yu Die who was dreaming, Ye Anping couldn't help but smile, feeling helpless. After shaking his head, he supported his waist and walked out of the room step by step. He took the clothes out of the storage bag, put them on, then went out into the garden.

"Golden Fool! Stop right there!"

"I won't! Sneak attack!!"

...

The two little ones, one gold and one black, were chasing each other in the sky as usual, looking quite harmonious...

Ye Anping glanced and didn't bother with them. Then, he took a pill and put it in his mouth, took out the mat, and sat down cross-legged. Accompanied by the rare treasures and spiritual plants in the garden, he hurriedly adjusted his kidneys that had been overworked.

After the matter of the Heavenly Demon Sect was over, he had to find a way to expand the rice jar...

There was already a Si Xuanji with a huge appetite at home, and now there was the Second Idiot with an even bigger appetite...

As the pillar of the family, he couldn't let the girls in the family go hungry, right?

He vaguely remembered that the Hedonistic Sect seemed to have a technique that could expand the rice jar...

...

After taking three high-quality pills and concentrating his energy for about half an hour, Ye Anping felt a little recovered, so he opened his eyes and looked up at the huge night-shining pearl hanging above the cave. Thinking of going to Mo Chi Ling and talking to her, he left the house alone.

After leaving the house, what came into view were the more than ten pavilions located from bottom to top in Mo Chi Ling's cave.

But the difference was that compared to when he just came, there were a lot more cultivators walking on the streets, busy carrying various spiritual plants and magic tools.

Ye Anping did not go there. Instead, he walked up the street and reached the tower built at the highest point of the cave.

Outside the tower's main entrance, two Core Formation demonic cultivators wearing ghost masks stood guard. When they saw him coming, they cupped their hands and bowed. "Milady gives offerings, please be quiet when you enter the pavilion."

"Offerings..." Ye Anping was silent for a while, then replied, "Then, how about I wait outside?"

"That's not necessary. Milady has ordered that if you come, no matter what she is doing, you should go directly into the tower."

"..."

Ye Anping didn't reply. He nodded to them, then stepped through the restrictions on the outer wall of the tower as lightly as possible, pushed the door on the bottom of the tower, and walked in.

The first floor was a place for guests. There was no one in sight. Although there were bright spirit stone lamps around, it seemed a bit empty for some reason.

He went up to the second floor, admiring along the stairs the famous paintings and porcelains collected by Mo Chi Ling.

As soon as he arrived at the top of the stairs, he saw Mo Chi Ling kneeling in the mourning hall, holding a sword in her hands.

Mo Chi Ling closed her eyes and whispered to the spirit tablet. "Brother, I have waited for one thousand two hundred years and finally got the chance to avenge you. In two days, I will cut off the head of that old bastard Yu Yan and bring it in front of you, so that you, father, mother, and the others can get closure."

Ye Anping approached slowly, not wanting to disturb her.

However, after hearing the footsteps, Mo Chi Ling turned around, alert. "Who is it?!" 

Seeing that it was Ye Anping, she patted her chest and relaxed. "Mr. Ye, why are you standing behind me like a ghost, you scared me to death." 

"...Didn't you tell the disciples guarding the gate to let me come in directly?" 

"I did, but..." Mo Chi Ling pouted in dissatisfaction and joked, "Mr. Ye, you sneaked into my boudoir like a thief without making a sound, isn't it scary? I thought someone wanted to do something bad to me..." 

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Ye Anping was speechless. You are full of purple spirit willow poison. Which thief wouldn't care about his life and dared to enter your boudoir? 

Seeing that Ye Anping was choked, Mo Chi Ling covered her mouth and chuckled. "Mr. Ye, have you lived comfortably for the past nine days?" 

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Nine days? 

When Ye Anping heard this number, his first thought was that Mo Chi Ling was trying to fool him. Although he had been in the cave and couldn't see the sky, he felt that it was only two or three days at most. How could it be...

"Huh?" Seeing Ye Anping stunned again, Mo Chi Ling was a little surprised and said, "Could it be that you had such a passionate night with Sister Gu and Miss Feng that you forgot the time?"

Ye Anping took a deep breath.

Dual cultivation only brings trouble!

"How could that be? I'd remember it."

"Hee--" Mo Chi Ling narrowed her eyes and smiled, and Ye Anping knew that she had fooled him again. "In fact, it's only been seven days."

"..."

"I didn't expect that you would be so unreliable. I heard Sister Gu often talking about how you are so smart, so wise, and so prophetic, but looks like you are still a hero who can't resist temptation."

Ye Anping pouted awkwardly and simply admitted it. "...Sorry."

"Why are you apologizing? I just wanted you to relax."

Mo Chi Ling tilted her head teasingly, then moved sideways to the wooden wheelchair beside her.

Seeing her like this, Ye Anping hesitated but thought it should be okay, so he walked forward and reached out to help her into the wheelchair.

But seeing Ye Anping reaching out to her, Mo Chi Ling's pupils shrank in fear, and she quickly shouted and waved her hands, shrinking back. "Mr. Ye!! Don't touch me!!"

"..."

Ye Anping was not frightened. He ignored her exclamation, stepped forward, and picked her up from the ground before putting her on the wheelchair beside him.

"Ah?!" Mo Chi Ling's eyes widened in fear when she saw him touching her. "Mr. Ye, don't you know that I..."

"I know." Ye Anping shrugged slightly and looked at the arm and palm that had just touched Mo Chi Ling's bandaged body. "But it's just a touch. The poison of this purple spirit willow is not enough to hurt me."

"..."

Mo Chi Ling looked at Ye Anping's palm with disbelief.

She had poisoned herself for hundreds of years. If ordinary cultivators touched her even through the bandage, their skin would start to fester and then the poison would enter their bones. At the least, it would damage their spiritual root, and at the worst, it would kill them on the spot.

However, on Ye Anping's palm, only a few blue veins and purple marks were seen, and they faded in no time.

Mo Chi Ling was surprised and happy. After so many years of poisoning, no one dared to touch her. Ye Anping was the only one.

"...Mr. Ye, you really surprised me again."

"Hehe..."

Ye Anping looked calm, but he was actually a little embarrassed.

Because the game did not show how powerful Mo Chi Ling's poison was, he was not sure, but he thought that there was Feng Yu Die's Spring Phase energy in his body anyway. Moreover, when he was young, he and his sister also developed poison resistance against purple spiritual willow, so he dared to carry her to the wheelchair.

Fortunately, there was the Spring Phase of Feng Yu Die.

The moment he touched Mo Chi Ling, he immediately felt that the Spring energy in his meridians activated.

In other words, if it weren't for Feng Yu Die's Spring energy, he might have been poisoned just now.

"What do you think about what I talked to you about before?"

"Following you to the Hundred Lotus Sect?"

"Well, Sister Gu needs a friend."

In fact, Mo Chi Ling wanted to refuse. After she had been poisoned, she could not have any contact with people at all, and after killing Yu Yan and getting her revenge, she would have no reason to live.

But just now, Ye Anping carried her to the wheelchair.

Just this single action completely overturned the explanation she had prepared earlier. 

Mo Chi Ling looked at Ye Anping in silence for a while, then replied, "Let's talk about the future later. It's still uncertain whether we can kill Yu Yan or not."

"...Then, I'll wait for your reply." Ye Anping didn't insist. He looked up at the map of the Eastern Region hanging on the wall with marks all over it and asked, "Did anything happen in these seven days?"

"No, everything went smoothly. Black Star Sect moved faster than expected. It was originally said to be ten days, but on the seventh day, Red Moon Matriarch's Floating Stone Moon Observatory was already about three thousand miles away from the Heavenly Demon Sect."

Ye Anping estimated. "Then, it should be in about two days..."

"Something like that."

"I have to go back and prepare. I'll come again tomorrow night."

Mo Chi Ling covered her mouth, smiling. "It's night outside now~"

"Then the day after tomorrow morning..."

Ye Anping responded awkwardly, nodded, and turned to the stairs again.

Looking at Ye Anping's back, Mo Chi Ling suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and slowly raised her hand, stroking the shoulder that his palm had just touched. She lowered her eyes and glanced at the mourning hall nearby. "Brother... It is said that people have an afterlife. Could Mr. Ye be your reincarnation? Don't you want me to die for your previous life?"

...

After leaving the tower where Mo Chi Ling was, Ye Anping did not wander around. Instead, he went straight back to the house where he had lived for the past seven days. He wanted to take a bath and condense his energy to fully recover. At the same time, he had to wake up Feng Yu Die and Gu Mingxin. 

If his estimation was right, after Black Star Sect arrived, even if they sneaked into the Heavenly Demon Sect from the secret back passage, they would not be able to avoid He Buqun.

Although his two sons were useless, He Buqun himself was not.

It was almost impossible for three early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators to kill a late-stage Deification cultivator head-on, even with the golden dragon and the black python. They could only count on Gu Mingxin and Feng Yu Die to hold him back.

If they were not in good condition, it would be a big problem.

As for fighting the other Elders in the Heavenly Demon Sect, they had to rely on the Elders of the Black Star Sect and other sects from the Western Region.

Lei Wanjun would face Qu Tianhe and Chen Shigui...

Elder Qin would fight the master of the Blood Demon Peak...

Ye Anping listed the names in his mind and unknowingly returned to the pavilion where Feng Yu Die and Gu Mingxin were, but the commotion in the room brought him back to his senses.

"Hmm? Black idiot, where is my Young Master Ye?!"

"Hiss– Don't pull my breast!! Why do you ask me, how would I know?! Maybe he couldn't take it anymore and hid somewhere... Hum~"

"Ah? Isn't this your butt?"

Pa--

"Hiss– White fool!! Are you tired of living?!! If I hadn't been weakened I would have chopped you off!!"

"Hehe~~"

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Ye Anping stood at the door in a daze for a long time.

It seemed that they were both awake after sleeping on the same bed, and it sounded like they were two sisters playfully sparring...

He sighed helplessly, walked in from behind the door, and called. "Yu Die."

Feng Yu Die, who was pinching Gu Mingxin's face, heard his voice and suddenly didn't bother with her. She turned around and looked at him, her eyes lighting up. She didn't care whether she was wearing clothes or not and she simply ran over from the bed.

"Young Master Ye, where have you been?! Do you still want to practice dual cultivation? I want to..." 

Ye Anping quickly raised his hand and knocked on her head. "Take a break for now. You two get some rest and gather your energy. We will enter the Heavenly Demon Sect in two days and I have some things to explain to you." 

"Oh... Okay!" 

Seeing Ye Anping coming back, Gu Mingxin, who was lying on the bed, immediately pretended to be completely fine. She stood up gracefully from the bed, pursed her lips, and padded over like a cat. "Ye Anping, are you scared by me and this white fool?" 

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Ye Anping rolled his eyes at her. Then, he took a deep breath, took out two blankets from his storage bag, and covered them. "Go take a bath and then start condensing your energy. Don't make me say it a third time."