The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away--

In a dark cave, only a few scattered voices were heard. The Foundation Building disciples in the tent had already fallen asleep one after another, re-building their stamina for the new day.

In a slightly larger tent at the top, the scuffle that had lasted for about two hours had quieted down.

Beyond the curtain, Yun Yiyi was wearing a fur cloak, and her long golden hair was draped on her back as she leaned against Ye Anping's left shoulder, listening to his calm heartbeat.

Xiao Yunluo, on the other hand, was using Ye Anping's thigh as a pillow, her eyes tightly closed and her lips pursed in a slight pout. She was already asleep at the moment, but she would also let out a delicate dreamy murmur from time to time. "Hmm~~ Anping... It's my turn..."

Ye Anping was originally exhausted, but after two hours, the sleepiness he had felt was completely cleared.

He gently smoothed Xiao Yunluo's purple hair as if he was coaxing a child to sleep, then looked at the pair of cute and somewhat sharp horns on her forehead with eyes full of tenderness.

"Sigh..."

Yun Yiyi, who was leaning on his shoulder, looked at Xiao Yunluo and covered her mouth, laughing lightly. "Anping, Young Miss Xiao and I couldn't take you down together. Amazing."

Ye Anping smiled helplessly. Probably because of this idle time, he inexplicably thought of a question of the type "Which came first, the chicken or the egg".

Was it because he had practiced the wrong technique at first that he had so many cultivation partners?

Or was it because he wanted to have so many cultivation partners that he practiced the Nine Elements of the Heart technique of the Yang River Sect?

"In the past, Elder Wang of the Black Star Sect said that because I practiced the wrong technique, my yang energy was excessive and the cultivation partner I'll find would definitely run and hide at her mother's house every few days. Yiyi, you gave me tonic last time..."

"It's not like I knew. You even pretended to be impotent in front of me at that time. That was clearly not true..."

"People change."

"Hmm..."

Yun Yiyi tilted her head and leaned closer to Ye Anping's neck, then gently kissed him on the corner of his lips.

Chirp~

"Can you still do it? Miss Xiao has fallen, but I haven't..."

Ye Anping looked at her awkwardly. Although he had said that after the Seven Dragon Valley, the road would be smooth and there would be no more trouble, they were still thousands of miles away from the Sword Gate Pass.

If both Xiao Yunluo and Yun Yiyi suddenly appeared in a wheelchair at the same time, what would the rest of the disciples think if they saw this?

"We still have to travel tomorrow."

"What's wrong with traveling?" Yun Yiyi narrowed her eyes as she smiled seductively, then leaned close to his ear. "Or... Anping, are you exhausted?"

Ye Anping was immediately stimulated, and Xiao Yunluo's face was poked by something...

However, just as Ye Anping was about to resume fighting, a female voice came from outside the tent.

"Report... Reporting!!"

Although the voice was loud, it had no confidence and the tone was very nervous.

Yun Yiyi's face showed some dissatisfaction, but she took a deep breath and quickly regained her senses. She understood that the disciple outside should be able to guess what was happening inside the tent. And since she knew that she was busy and still came over to disturb, something big must have happened.

Ye Anping saw Yun Yiyi's expression turn cold, and the thing that poked Xiao Yunluo's cheek gradually withdrew. He quickly grabbed the clothes scattered on the bed and said, "Yiyi, put some clothes on..."

"Come in!"

?

Ye Anping's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly reached out and pulled the curtain, which was slightly open at the edge of the bed, to close completely.

Although the female cultivator outside was mentally prepared when she heard Yun Yiyi's voice, she was still a little embarrassed when she entered the room and saw pieces of clothing lying on the edge of the bed.

Whoosh---

Yun Yiyi waved her hand and lit a spirit stone lamp, projecting her, Ye Anping, and Xiao Yunluo on the curtain, and then asked, "What's the matter? From your voice, you're Junior Sister Yu, right? Young Master Ye, Young Miss Xiao, and I are here, just tell us what's going on."

Although Ye Anping admired Yun Yiyi for matching the voice with the name of this ordinary Sword Sect disciple, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He felt like a big villain now...

Therefore, he said nothing.

Outside the curtain, the female cultivator's face turned red. She hurriedly cupped her hands and replied, "We lost contact with Second Miss. Yesterday and today, the contact was cut off, and besides, none of the spirit pets we sent a few days ago have returned."

At these words, Ye Anping and Yun Yiyi's eyes flickered slightly, but without much emotional fluctuation.

"I see. Send a few more spirit pets over. Maybe they encountered a sandstorm or something and can't send messages for the time being."

"Yes, Ma'am."

The female disciple cupped her hands in response and hurriedly left the tent.

Then, outside the tent, there was a small commotion of a few Sword Sect disciples.

"So, how was it?"

"How was what? Senior Sister Qi, you were supposed to be the one to report, why did you ask me to..."

"Well, Eldest Miss likes you more..."

---"Ahem!!"

Yun Yiyi frowned slightly and coughed deliberately, shooing those female disciples away.

After no other sounds were heard around the tent, she asked, "Anping, did you expect this?"

"I thought about this possibility, but there is no particularly good method. I gave Sister Feng and the others many tips and taught them what to do if they encountered a critical situation, but there are too many possibilities, and I don't know which one they encountered now."

Ye Anping frowned deeply as he stared at the tent entrance for a while, expecting a golden little figure to rush in at any moment and tell him what had happened.

Unfortunately, either Xiao Tian was still on the road or she had no chance to leave Feng Yu Die.

The task he had given Xiao Tian was to help Feng Yu Die survey the surroundings. If it was safe along the way, she should take the time to come and report to him that everything was fine.

"Yiyi..."

"Are you and Miss Xiao going there?"

"Well..." Ye Anping nodded, looking at Yun Yiyi with a slightly apologetic expression. "No matter what, since this situation has happened, I must go. Feng Yu Die... I'm really not reassured..."

Yun Yiyi shook her head. Seeing Ye Anping's expression, she interrupted him. "It's okay. I'll take everyone to the Sword Gate Pass safely. Don't worry about me. After all, I'm the Young Miss of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect. It's no big deal for me to manage three thousand people."

"Then, I'm counting on you. Yun Xi has the Hundred Lotus Sect disciples to back her up, maybe you can meet them on the way. If you see them, ask my sister to follow you."

"Alright..."

"Also, there's a man named Liang Zhu in the Hundred Lotus Sect. You haven't seen him before, so let me tell you that he's quite useful and trustworthy. If you encounter something on the way, you can ask him to deal with it. Just give him enough spirit stones."

"Okay."

Ye Anping looked down at Xiao Yunluo, then took a deep breath, picked her up, and placed her aside.

"Anping~ Don't~~"

"..."

Ye Anping froze for a moment, then moved down from the bed, took out two sets of clothes from his storage bag, and threw one set on the bed.

"Yiyi, help Yunluo put on some clothes."

After that, he quickly dressed up, took out a map from his storage bag, and laid it on a round table in the middle of the tent.

When Ye Anping was about to light a candle to illuminate the map, Yun Yiyi was a step ahead, bringing a candle and placing it beside the table. "Here."

"Uhm..."

Ye Anping nodded and looked down at the map of the Central Region, which was filled with his notes and labels. Then, he used his hand as a ruler to measure the distance between Seven Dragon Valley and Feng Yu Die's route, calculating the shortest path.

After a while, Xiao Yunluo woke up slowly. She sat on the bed, rubbed her eyes, and pouted in displeasure like a child whose mother had woken her up to go to school.

"What's wrong?"

Yun Yiyi handed over the storage bag she had put aside during the battle. "Miss Xiao, something happened on Second Miss' side, so Anping wants to go there with you."

"Oh..." Xiao Yunluo nodded blankly and it took her a while to react. "Ah?! What?! Then, the second idiot..."

"Yunluo, I'll explain to you on the way. Let's go."

"Ah? But..."

Xiao Yunluo tried to stand up, but as soon as she stepped on the ground, her knees bent uncontrollably, and she sat back on the bed.

She blushed and called out, "Anping, my legs are weak..."

"Who made you keep asking Yiyi to let you..." Ye Anping shook his head helplessly and turned around. He lifted Xiao Yunluo, carrying her in his arms. "Yiyi, we're leaving then."

"Be careful on the road."

"You too..."