The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

Chapter 563 - Xuanji, Master And Disciple? Sisters? Or…

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.

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..."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"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!"

"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!!!"