The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix – Chapter 464

Chapter 463: Agu, Too Much Bullying!

Dark tribulation clouds gathered in the sky, making it impossible to tell if it was day or night.

On the vast square in front of the Tian Ge above Bai Yu Jing, the ground was already littered with corpses. Countless Gu poison sect cultivators, ripped to shreds, and Gu worms were scattered everywhere. Even in the open space, a stench of decay still permeated the air.

Clang—

A mournful sword cry echoed through the heavens.

An icy blue sword light, emanating from Pei Lianxue’s spiritual sword, split into ten as it was swung, but converged on the waist of a female cultivator wearing an insect-like mask.

Pei Lianxue’s eyes were calm. She quickly threw a talisman to ignite the demonic cultivator in front of her, but the next moment, two insects with scythe-like claws broke through the white jade bricks and emerged from the ground behind her.

“Tch—”

“Lianxue!!”

Xiao Yunluo, treading on her flying sword in the sky and holding a bell-like magical artifact, hurriedly shook the golden bell in her hand.

Jingling—

Accompanied by a bell chime, two bolts of heavenly lightning descended, directly turning the two Gu worms behind Pei Lianxue to dust. However, Pei Lianxue had no time to express her gratitude.

While she was entangled with the female Gu cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, several Core Formation stage Gu poison sect disciples had already approached the double black and white grand doors of the Tian Ge.

Pei Lianxue wiped a smear of blood from her face with her left hand, smearing it like rouge. Then, she thrust her sword in the center of the square, creating an ice line that instantly reached the backs of those Gu poison sect disciples.

Before they could even react, she had kicked them away with a whip kick.

Whoosh—

With a flick of her spiritual sword to the right, blood dripped from the blade onto the ground, forming a red bloodline.

“Hah…”

After exhaling, Pei Lianxue immediately took pills from her storage bag, threw them into her mouth, crushed and swallowed them. She then looked down at the female Gu cultivator she had just sliced into ten pieces, only to see the female demonic cultivator’s upper body, which had split open like a flower, wriggle and then reassemble.

A rare flicker of annoyance appeared in her orange eyes.

She couldn’t help but recall the Nascent Soul Gu cultivator they had dealt with in the Northern Region with Xiao Yunluo.

In terms of strength, neither the current female Gu cultivator before her nor Jin Mo Jiao from back then could match even half of Gu Ming Xin. They certainly wouldn’t pose a threat to her.

However, she also couldn’t kill them.

Because Senior Brother was undergoing tribulation, and the Snow Jade Myriad Spirit Sword was with Senior Brother. With her late Core Formation stage cultivation, it was too troublesome to kill a Gu cultivator’s Nascent Soul.

Moreover, she still had to guard against the Gu worms and Core Formation stage demonic cultivators that were constantly swarming towards the Tian Ge like ants.

Jingling—

A short distance away, the Inner disciples arranged by the Taibai Sect elders were also fighting against the demonic cultivators attempting to enter the Tian Ge. Xiao Yunluo, treading on her flying sword, held her ground in the sky, fending off demonic cultivator disciples flying up from the mountain with spells.

A short while later, the female Gu cultivator’s body and clothes had recovered. She looked up at Pei Lianxue, who was guarding the door, and said coldly,

“I never expected a late Core Formation cultivator to be able to hold me off single-handedly for nearly half an hour…”

Then, she continued to step forward.

Pei Lianxue’s eyes widened in anger. “I won’t let you take another step forward!”

She gripped her spiritual sword tightly, preparing to cut the female Gu cultivator into broccoli again.

“Hiss…”

A spiritual energy so potent it could freeze the moisture in the air was exhaled from between Pei Lianxue’s lips.

And at this very moment.

Rumble—!

Thunder roared like a dragon’s cry, echoing across the wilderness.

Golden light descended upon the Taibai Tian Ge, causing the earth to tremble, and the entire Bai Yu Jing shook.

Dong dong dong…

The female Gu cultivator, who had just taken a step forward, saw this and her expression showed surprise. It was also the first time she had witnessed the Heavenly Tribulation for Nascent Soul formation.

The sounds of fighting, wailing, and swords crying all disappeared in the wake of this dragon-like thunder.

The entire square fell into a silence so profound that not even a needle could be heard.

Whether it was Xiao Yunluo in the sky, the Taibai Sect disciples further away, the Gu poison sect disciples, or even the Gu worms controlled by the Nascent Soul Gu cultivator, all held their breath and looked towards the Tian Ge.

The Taibai Sect disciples currently in the Tian Ge were following the elder’s orders to guard Ye Anping. However, many of them were actually quite reluctant.

Although they didn’t know why their Master had given the Sect Master Token to Ye Anping, Ye Anping was, after all, an outsider to them.

Now that demonic cultivators had invaded the Taibai Sect, an outsider was forming his Nascent Soul within the sect, and they even needed to assign people to protect him?

The first tribulation lightning had already struck, and Ye Anping’s fate was sealed.

However, until the grand doors of the Tian Ge opened, no one knew if he was alive or dead.

If Ye Anping were to die under the tribulation lightning, what would have been the point of them guarding here for so long?

However, the demonic cultivators present had the opposite thought.

If Ye Anping died under the tribulation lightning, they would have completed their mission.

Their goal, about a hundred people, was to kill Ye Anping amidst the chaos and bring his corpse back to the Gu poison sect to be raised as a corpse Gu.

It could be said that Ye Anping’s life and death were on the minds of all the cultivators present.

However, only one person’s expression remained as usual.

Pei Lianxue, holding her sword in front of the grand doors of the Tian Ge, showed no emotional fluctuation at the arrival of the tribulation lightning.

As far as she was concerned, Senior Brother would not fail.

If asked, what if?

She would immediately reply, there is no “what if”!

Rumble—

With a grinding sound like gears meshing, the bloodstained black and white grand doors of the Tian Ge slowly parted. The white mist from the inner cave flowed out like water from the gap, submerging Pei Lianxue’s ankles.

Tap tap—

A boot emerged from the white mist. Ye Anping, wearing a brand-new light purple robe, walked out from within. His clear deep purple eyes under his bangs scanned mercilessly the corpses of the demonic cultivators below and the female Gu cultivator leading them.

Ye Anping released the Xue E he held in his left hand, flipped his palm, and his ice-blue spiritual sword flew out from his storage bag, landing in his palm.

“Junior Sister…”

With just two words, Pei Lianxue understood. She took a step back, leaning behind her Senior Brother. She raised her sword and brushed its body with her left hand, her eyes fixed on the female Gu cultivator.

At the same time, Ye Anping released Xiao Tian and held the Xuanbing Spiritual Sword in front of his brow, his right hand making a sword finger gesture, stroking upwards from below.

The female Gu cultivator gazed at the Xuanbing Spiritual Sword in Ye Anping’s hand, intending to examine its true form, but the next moment, the figures of the Senior Brother and Junior Sister disappeared from her sight.

Two spiritual swords attacked from nowhere. When they reappeared, they were already at her neck, one in front and the other behind.

Whoosh—

Two icy blue sword lights, like scissors, collided at the center of her neck.

Ding—

A layer of ice spread from top to bottom, covering her entire body. By the time the female Gu cultivator realized something was wrong, her Nascent Soul had already been frozen within her body by the ten-thousand-year-old ice of the sword, unable to escape.

Her head flew into the air, and before it could fall, it was struck to the ground by a lightning spell summoned by Xiao Yunluo from above.

Crack crack crack—

In the vacant eyes of the nearby Gu worms, reflecting the image of their master’s demise, their teeth chattered, and they burrowed into the ground to escape.

The demonic cultivators fighting with the Taibai Sect disciples, seeing their elder demise with just one sword strike, immediately fell into disarray. They repelled the Taibai Sect disciples confronting them and fled on their flying swords.

Ye Anping’s successful tribulation greatly boosted the morale of the nearby Taibai Sect disciples. Seeing the demonic cultivators attempting to escape, they immediately took to their flying swords in pursuit.

Ye Anping glanced at them and said nothing. These remnants had lost their will to fight; let the Taibai Sect disciples chase them.

He looked at Xiao Tian and Xue E, who were still glaring at each other, seemingly about to fight, and sighed helplessly again, handing the Snow Jade Myriad Spirit Sword to Pei Lianxue.

“Junior Sister, you and Yunluo return to Bai Yu Jing first and help the Taibai Sect disciples clear out the remaining demonic cultivators on the Main Peak. I…”

— “Young Master Ye!!”

Before he could finish speaking, a flying sword carrying golden light suddenly rushed over.

Ancestor Lingzhi landed beside Ye Anping. Seeing that he had safely passed the first Nascent Soul tribulation, she felt a slight sense of relief, but only a slight one…

“Young Master Ye, Fairy Feng is fighting with a demonic cultivator. You guys…”

“…I know, I’m preparing to go. Please escort me, Ancestor Daoist Nun, back to Bai Yu Jing with my Junior Sister to clear out the demonic cultivators.”

Ye Anping nodded to Pei Lianxue, then transformed into a golden light and flew towards the mountainside of the Main Peak.

Xiao Yunluo, who had been in the sky, descended after blasting two fleeing demonic cultivators with lightning spells. Seeing Ye Anping suddenly leave, she looked confused.

“Lianxue, where did Anping go?”

“To pick up the second idiot,” Pei Lianxue pouted slightly. “Senior Brother asked us to help the Bai Yu Jing disciples first. Let’s go!”

“Oh…”

… …

— — —

Ding—

Jingling…

In the flower field, snow-white petals fluttered. Two figures, one black and one white, moved like ghosts within the field, sword lights scattering like shooting stars.

Feng Yu Die and Gu Ming Xin wielded their swords wordlessly, their attention completely focused on each other’s movements, neither daring to let their guard down even for a moment.

There were no spectacular spiritual lights erupting like fireworks, nor any earth-shattering demonic formations. All that was present were sword lights as fast as afterimages, and the brilliant sparks generated by the clashing of metal.

Jingling—

They were not sword cultivators who liked to yell loudly when swinging their swords. Their sword arts were one immortal and one demonic, but they stemmed from the same source, conquering the world with subtlety and finesse.

In the blink of an eye, both of them had forgotten their original purpose for being there. Now, their only thought was to sever the other’s head from their neck.

The golden spiritual eyes were unusually calm.

Feng Yu Die watched the blood-colored spiritual sword approaching her side. She twisted her body to dodge it, then raised her spiritual sword to mislead Gu Ming Xin with a horizontal slash. Mid-swing, she changed to a thrust, but Gu Ming Xin still managed to rip through her guard, blocking with her sword held horizontally across her chest.

Ding—!

Sparks flew.

However, it was at this moment that a beam of golden lightning descended from the tribulation clouds gathered above the Tian Ge.

Rumble—

A deafening sound, as if waking the two dreamlike figures, struck.

Feng Yu Die and Gu Ming Xin simultaneously kicked towards each other. Their soles met, and borrowing each other’s force, they retreated backward, thrusting their spiritual swords into the ground, carving two five-zhang trenches in the spirit field.

—Young Master Ye is undergoing tribulation.

—Ye Anping is undergoing tribulation!

Looking at the gradually dissipating tribulation clouds above the Tian Ge, Gu Ming Xin narrowed her eyes, revealing an endless look of admiration. On the other hand, Feng Yu Die held her collar, holding her breath.

She seemed to hear the whispers of her inner demon again, lightly biting her lower lip. She murmured,

“Young Master Ye…”

“As expected of my Ye Anping.”

Hearing Gu Ming Xin’s inexplicably pleasant tone, Feng Yu Die’s eyebrows twitched again. She gripped her spiritual sword tightly and looked at her.

“Young Master Ye… Young Master Ye isn’t yours!!!”

“Is he yours? Do you think you’re worthy?” Gu Ming Xin tilted her head, squinting at Feng Yu Die, then revealed her armless right arm. “I’m fighting you with my left hand. Even in this situation, you’re still fighting me to a draw.”

“…”

“With your limited abilities, you’re okay compared to ordinary cultivators, but who is my Ye Anping? After having me, why would he need a good-for-nothing like you? I also can’t understand why Ye Anping insists on protecting you so much?”

Gu Ming Xin had a hint of a sneer on her face.

“Whenever something happens, you’ll call out ‘Young Master Ye~~ Young Master Ye~~’. Don’t you think you sound like a small child crying loudly in the street after being beaten up outside, calling for mommy and daddy?”

“I…” Feng Yu Die bit her lip. “I…”

“What is it? You can’t even refute me. If Ye Anping hadn’t protected you, you would have died in the vast snow of the Hantian Kingdom in the Northern Region back then. I’m jealous!! Why did you meet such a person before I did? Why? Ye Anping is mine!”

“Young Master Ye…” Feng Yu Die took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and shouted, “Young Master Ye isn’t yours!! He… he’s mine!!!”

—”Mine…”

—”Mine…”

Roars echoed through the flower field.

Feng Yu Die lightly bit her lip and said, “He’s very good to me!! He saved me many times, made me roasted chicken, helped me earn spirit stones, helped me cultivate, and practiced sword with me… I didn’t know my Master lied to me before, so I always thought Young Master Ye was a bad person. But now I know!! Young Master Ye is a good person!! He’s very good! Very handsome! He’s resourceful, and also very gentle to people. He taught me a lot… I…”

Feng Yu Die tightened her grip on her sword, feeling a bit incoherent. She couldn’t quite explain her own feelings, but one thing was undeniable.

“Young Master Ye is my Ye Anping.”

Gu Ming Xin’s eyes twitched slightly. An urge to kill surged within her again.

Just as she confessed, she was so jealous of this “big idiot”!

Her left hand’s fingers squeezed the blood-colored spiritual sword, making creaking sounds.

“Big idiot…”

However, just as Gu Ming Xin was about to charge again, a golden light suddenly flew from the direction of the Tian Ge. Then, Xue E’s voice came from above.

“Ming Xin!!! Ye Anping is here!!”

Whoosh—

A flash of golden light, and Ye Anping landed between them. Looking at the snow spirit flower field, which had been reduced to a mess by their sword fight, he suddenly felt a little tired.

He looked at Feng Yu Die beside him. Seeing a flicker of tears in her eyes, he was afraid she would charge at him like last time. So he quickly raised his hand to stop her and turned to Gu Ming Xin.

“Young Master Gu…”

However, just as Ye Anping turned to look at Gu Ming Xin.

Boom—

With an explosion, Gu Ming Xin stomped on the ground, and in an instant, she was in front of him. Her two crimson eyes widened slightly, then she leaned forward, using her lips to seal Ye Anping’s next words.

“Mmph?!”

Xiao Tian, who had been standing on Ye Anping’s right shoulder, saw this and her eyes widened. She raised her fist and swung it towards Gu Ming Xin’s face.

“Ah?! — Ouch!!”

However, as soon as she punched, Xue E struck her on the back of the head with a wooden sword, knocking her down.

Xue E wiped her nose with her left hand and couldn’t help but spit at Xiao Tian, who was lying at Ye Anping’s feet.

“Hmph~ Ptoo—”

Feng Yu Die, standing five zhang away, was also stunned. The spiritual sword in her hand “plop” fell onto the muddy ground at her feet…

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