The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

The sky was getting dark, and the cicadas were chirping outside.

Ye Anping sat cross-legged on the bed, clenching his teeth, and his forehead was sweating continuously.

He was now mobilizing his spiritual sense to confirm the situation of the sixty-four "humanoid self-propelled surveillance cameras" that he had sent into the Dragon House.

With less than half a month left until the Dragons' Convention, he had to prepare to take action now.

As for what he intended to do, it was to kill as many as possible of the five demonic cultivators supporting the formation before Li Feng activated the blood sacrifice spell set up in the Dragon House.

The blood sacrifice formation that Li Feng set up in the Dragon House was called the "Red Refining Five Lotus Formation". It was a source spell with six people as the formation's nodes.

With each missing node of the six, the formation's resistance decreased by about 15%.

As a result, if the number of nodes could be reduced in advance, then an ordinary cultivator could use those Shocking pills sold by the Dragon Slayer Society to resist the power of the formation. Even if he would still be injured, at least he would not become a blood sacrifice on the spot.

However, there were still some problems.

Among the five demonic cultivators who assisted Li Feng, one was in the middle stage of Core Formation, and the other four were in the early stage.

They were originally the first five dungeon Bosses in the Dragon House script in the game.

It was almost impossible for only him and his sister to win against those people head-on.

Therefore, Ye Anping was ready to repeat his old tricks, just like how he killed Wu You back then by catching him unprepared.

It was for this reason that he had sent sixty-four "self-propelled cameras" to the Dragon House.

In this way, he could monitor the movements of those five people almost all the time.

As long as he caught them when they were alone, drinking, visiting brothels, or playing dice in the Dragon House, he would send his sister and Liang Zhu like barking hounds, rushing up to "strike and disengage".

In other words, just lunge and slash, then run without looking back.

It would be best if they were killed, but if not, at least leave a mark on them. It was impossible for these five people to continue to serve as nodes of the "Red Five Lotus Refinement Formation" if they were injured.

"Whew..."

After confirming that there were no problems with all of the "monitors", Ye Anping withdrew his spiritual sense and focused on his breath for a while.

However, the moment Ye Anping opened his eyes, his sister's enlarged face appeared in his field of vision. He didn't know what she was doing, almost sticking her face to his.

He could even feel the carbon dioxide exhaled by her.

"..."

"..."

Pei Lianxue froze, then quickly retracted her head, and pursed her lips. Then, she asked in a low voice, "Hubby, are you done?"

"Hmm..." Ye Anping raised his eyebrows and looked at her, puzzled. "What did you just do? Why did you get so close?"

"Well... I guess..." Pei Lianxue looked away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. After a pause, she simply giggled. "Hehe..."

"Hehehe!" Ye Anping reached out and grabbed her face, admonishing her. "I didn't teach you to act stupid before, who did you learn it from? Feng Yu Die?"

"No..."

Ye Anping pinched the bridge of his nose, sighed, then grabbed her cheeks with both hands and squeezed them.

Her face was squeezed into a piglet's snout by his hands.

Pei Lianxue hesitated, then frowned, and simply reached out to hold Ye Anping's face, squeezing it the same way he was squeezing hers.

"You're actually fighting back, eh?!"

"Hmph!"

The two pressed each other's faces, using more and more force, until they finally squeezed a pig's snout out of each other.

Although neither of them moved their heads forward, their protruding mouths were getting closer and closer. If they had exerted a little more strength, they would probably have kissed each other.

At this moment, there were two knocks on the bedroom door.

Knock knock---

"..."

Knock knock---

"Please 'En'." Ye Anping responded inarticulately.

Creak--

Liang Zhu pushed open the door and entered.

However, when he saw the "husband and wife" holding each other's faces, he couldn't even move his other foot through the door. He just froze in the doorway like a statue.

"..."

Liang Zhu's eyes went back and forth between the two for a while. Then, he took a deep breath and, simply ignoring the couple's behavior, he asked with a straight face, "You called me here. What's the matter?"

Only now did Ye Anping let go of his sister's cheeks, then grabbed her hands to remove them from his face. He replied, "It's a good thing."

"Oh..."

Liang Zhu responded, turned around, and prepared to leave.

He was sure that when Ye Anping said good things, there was nothing good about it.

Seeing this, Ye Anping sighed helplessly and added, "Ten thousand spirit stones."

"..."

Liang Zhu had just turned around. When he heard the number announced by Ye Anping, he hesitated for a moment, then turned back, walked into the room, and closed the door.

"Details?"

"Kill a man."

"Name?"

"Yao Yuanhua."

"Age?"

Ye Anping said uncertainly, "About three hundred?... Four hundred?"

Liang Zhu nodded and continued to ask: "Cultivation level?"

"Core Formation early stage."

"..."

Hearing the cultivation level, Liang Zhu froze, turned around, and was about to leave again.

Ye Anping could only sigh again. He suddenly felt that communicating with this bastard was too laborious and hurriedly added, "Only one cut, no matter if he's dead or alive."

Liang Zhu, who had taken two steps, stopped and looked back at him. "No matter if he's dead or alive?"

"That's right."

Liang Zhu fell silent. If it were an ordinary customer, he would usually not ask about the target's identity, but this customer was Ye Anping...

To be on the safe side, he still asked, "Yao Yuanhua?"

"The protector of the Demonic Sect's Lower Prison Hall."

"Demonic cultivator..." Liang Zhu frowned slightly, pondered, and raised two fingers. "Twenty thousand."

"Just ten."

"..."

Without another word, Liang Zhu turned around and walked out of the room.

Ye Anping didn't care about him. Anyway, this time, he just wanted to see how the demonic cultivators would react after one of them was killed.

Ye Anping stood up from the bed, walked to the closet in the room, and took out his and his sister's Black Star Sect uniforms.

"Wifey, change your clothes and make sure you use the sword issued by the Black Star when you kill someone later."

"Okay..."

Ye Anping sat there and thought for a while, then finally pushed open the door of the room with his clothes in hand, ready to change outside.

However, when he opened the door, he saw Liang Zhu leaning against the pillar in the corridor, waiting for them.

Liang Zhu had changed into the clothes of the Dragon Slayer Society. He also had a straight knife hanging on his waist that he, as a cultivator, should not use, but he moved quite fast with it.

Ye Anping raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you say you're not going?"

"I didn't."

"..."

Ye Anping took out a slightly larger Black Star Sect uniform from his storage bag and threw it into Liang Zhu's arms.

"Change into this."

"..."

"I went to the free market to buy it a few days ago. The details are a little different, but if you follow us, the guards will not check your identity tag."

Liang Zhu looked at the clothes he had just changed into and asked, "Do I have to wear this?"

Ye Anping rolled his eyes at him. "When the demonic cultivators come to the Jiang Mansion, will you fight them yourself?"

"Oh."