Chapter 475: Senior Brother, Junior Sister, Heaven and Earth Creation
Drip, drip…
A gentle, fine rain arrived unexpectedly, draping each peak of the Hundred Lotus Sect in a veil of ethereal white. The raindrops pattered against the wooden window adorned with “囍” (double happiness) stickers, causing Ye Anping to slowly open his eyes. He suddenly found the right side of his body numb. Looking down, he saw his junior sister quietly resting on his chest, her eyes narrowed in a sweet smile, her body gently rising and falling with her calm breaths.
Ye Anping’s eyes curved with affection as he reached up to brush away a lock of hair that had been dampened by sweat and stuck to her cheek last night. It seemed to stir the sleeping beauty, causing Pei Lianxue to groggily open her eyes.
“…Senior Brother, hee hee—”
“Want to sleep a little longer?”
“Mm…” Pei Lianxue nodded slightly, her clear eyes darting left and right. She nuzzled upwards against her Senior Brother’s chest, proactively offering a good morning kiss.
*Peck—*
“Hee hee…”
“Silly girl.”
“Silly girl is also Senior Brother’s, hee hee—”
Ye Anping gently pinched her cheek, then lay down flat, gazing at the ceiling of the wedding chamber, decorated with pearl powder and red jade. He slowly cleared his mind, letting his junior sister nuzzle his chest with her cheek. For some reason, he suddenly recalled their first time together. His junior sister had buried him in the ground back then… And since then, dual cultivation with his junior sister had gradually become a habit. They had hugged for so many years, yet this kind of relaxation never seemed to grow tiresome.
The two lay on the bed. Although neither felt like sleeping any longer, they also didn’t want to get up and separate, wishing they could always embrace each other so openly. Of course, this was unrealistic… So many things awaited them: serving tea to Ye Ao and Kong Yulan, offering incense to the ancestors in the ancestral hall, adding Pei Lianxue to the Ye family’s genealogy, and greeting the guests…
Before long, a creak entered their ears. Xiao Die gently pushed open the door, peeking in with a smile. Seeing that the two had finally woken up, she brought in new clothes, bedding, and sheets from outside, urging them, “Young Master, Madam Pei, it’s already afternoon! Sect Master Ye and the others have been waiting for you to serve tea all morning, hurry up and get up~~”
Ye Anping smiled helplessly, “Commoners serve tea the very next day, but for cultivators, seven or eight days in the wedding chamber is normal, especially since I’m a Nascent Soul cultivator…”
“A brief taste after the wedding ceremony is enough,” Xiao Die pouted, reaching out to pull away the bedding behind Pei Lianxue. “You’ll be in the wedding chamber every day from now on, today is different! Hurry and serve tea, Fu Xuan Shangxian, Elder Tong, and the others are waiting for you newlyweds in Tian Ge.”
*Whoosh—*
The bedding was pulled aside by Xiao Die’s hand. Upon seeing the situation beneath the bedding, Xiao Die couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows and widen her eyes. Ye Anping felt a bit embarrassed and quickly sat up, hugging his junior sister, using her to shield him. “What are you looking at?” Xiao Die covered her mouth and chuckled slyly, gesturing with her finger, “When I used to give you and Junior Sister Pei baths when you were little, you were only this long, Young Master. Now you’re so big…”
Ye Anping instantly shot her a glare, “Go, go, go!” Xiao Die grinned and picked up a rag, wetting it with hot water. “Alright! Hurry up, I’ll help you wipe down and change clothes…”
“We can do it ourselves.”
“The Young Master has grown up and doesn’t want this servant to help him bathe and change. This servant is so sad…”
“Hiss—you little rascal.”
“Alright, just kidding. I’ve been with the Young Master since I was little and know your temperament. I’ll wait outside~” Xiao Die narrowed her eyes, bowed to the two, and then skipped out of the wedding chamber, closing the door.
Ye Anping shook his head. He hadn’t really ordered Xiao Die around like a maidservant when he was a child, and as the young master of a sect, Xiao Die was his only maid. In the past, the Hundred Lotus Sect’s territory was small, and his room wasn’t big either. It was fine for Xiao Die to help him and Pei Lianxue clean. But now, there were many pavilions on the East Peak of his Hundred Lotus Sect. It seemed he would have to spend some spirit stones to hire some alchemist and talisman apprentices from the Hundred Lotus Sect to help her manage the place on a daily basis, especially since Xiao Yunluo and Yun Yiyi would likely be staying here frequently in the future.
“Slowly…” Ye Anping sighed, glancing at his junior sister, who was sitting on his lap and gazing at him blankly, and asked, “Shall we change clothes?”
“Mm…” The two looked at each other and smiled. Naked, they hooked hands and stood up, moving behind the screen on one side of the room. They used hot water to help each other quickly cleanse their bodies and then changed each other’s clothes and tidied their hair.
Dressed in new clothes after their wedding, Ye Anping and Pei Lianxue put on the Hundred Lotus Sect’s young master’s sect uniform and the young mistress’s long skirt, specially prepared for them by Ye Ao and Kong Yulan. Hand in hand, they walked out of the wedding chamber. Before them lay the golden autumn scenery of the various peaks of the Hundred Lotus Sect under the light rain. They smelled the faint scent of grass and rain from the vegetation, and both felt as if they had been reborn.
Descending from the pavilion stairs and arriving at the main hall on the first floor, Mr. Qi, Elder Lei, Bai Yuexin, Elder Wang, and other disciples and elders from the Xuan Xing Sect were already there, chatting and playing chess. Because of Pei Lianxue and Ye Anping’s wedding, Mr. Qi and the others couldn’t say too much, mostly offering blessings. However, after a brief exchange of pleasantries, Ye Anping understood the unspoken matter.
Now that the Taibai Sect’s Ancestral Yuan had returned to the mortal world, immortal families had lost one Void Realm cultivator. Although the demonic cultivators of the Eastern Domain had also suffered heavy losses, time would not stop for their wedding. As a major immortal sect, the Xuan Xing Sect had to be more vigilant than ever. Mr. Qi and the others had taken time out of their busy schedules to attend the banquet. After extending their congratulations to Ye Anping and Pei Lianxue, and with Bai Yuexin hugging the couple, they all left the Hundred Lotus Sect and headed back to the Xuan Xing Sect.
Ye Anping stood under an umbrella at the entrance of the pavilion, looking at the departing figures with his junior sister. He also thought of the “Bai Yue” spirit sword. Previously, when he was only at the Core Formation Stage, to slay a Nascent Soul cultivator’s Nascent Soul, he had to rely on the sword ancestor’s spiritual essence of the Snow Jade Myriad Spirit Sword. Now, he was already a Nascent Soul cultivator. The Snow Jade Myriad Spirit Sword, in his hands, couldn’t be fully utilized. Therefore, he directly took the Snow Jade Myriad Spirit Sword out of his storage bag and handed it to Pei Lianxue.
“Junior Sister, this sword will be with you from now on.”
“Mm? But what about Senior Brother?”
“Senior Sister Bai previously helped forge a good spirit sword, and that sword is enough for Senior Brother. Your Master’s sword will be much more powerful in your hands than in mine.”
“Okay!”
Ye Anping and his junior sister shared a red paper umbrella. Xiao Die followed behind them with a smile. The three of them were unhurried, strolling along the East Peak mountain path in the light rain, crossing the iron chain wooden bridges connecting the peaks, and walked hand in hand to the Tian Ge of the Hundred Lotus Sect. The couple and the sect masters of various sects inside Tian Ge, along with Ye Ao and Kong Yulan, served tea and exchanged pleasantries. Afterward, they went to the ancestral hall to pay respects to the Ye family’s ancestors…
There were a lot of miscellaneous matters. Kong Yulan kept Pei Lianxue behind, wanting to ask about her and Ye Anping’s past experiences to compile a record for the family tree, for example, where and under what circumstances their first time happened… Ye Anping wanted to stay and wait, but his mother kicked him out, saying those were private conversations between a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law… He didn’t quite understand these customs, so he didn’t pry.
By the time they came out of Tian Ge, it was already sunset. The unexpected light rain had stopped, leaving only puddles of clear mud in front of the hall. Ye Anping gazed into the distance, withdrawing his thoughts from his and his junior sister’s wedding to contemplate the future. Now that his junior sister’s cultivation had reached the Pseudo-Nascent Soul stage, he had to start preparing for her Nascent Soul Formation. Formations, spirit lands, heavenly treasures… If anything was lacking, he could ask Xuanji for some; it wouldn’t be difficult.
Next, there were the matters of the Eastern Domain and Gu Mingxin. Because that severed hand was too inauspicious, he had placed it in the cave dwelling on the back mountain where poultry was kept yesterday before the wedding, letting it play with the chicks. Gu Mingxin was a bridge he had prepared for himself and “Mo Chi Ling,” and “Mo Chi Ling” was a trump card he used to counter Yu Yan. Originally, according to the game’s plot, Feng Yu Die would only come into contact with Mo Chi Ling a long time after going to the Eastern Domain, but Gu Mingxin had contacted Mo Chi Ling beforehand, and he could use Gu Mingxin to shorten this time. Regardless, he would focus on his junior sister’s Nascent Soul Formation for now. He had plenty of time to write the strategy book for the Tian Mo Sect.
Ye Anping scratched the back of his head. At this moment, his thoughts shifted back to Feng Yu Die yesterday. Recalling that “surprise,” he felt a mixture of anger and agitation. Feng Yu Die wanted to marry him? And dual cultivate with him? Remembering Feng Yu Die’s appearance yesterday, it seemed genuine. Ye Anping pinched the bridge of his nose and stepped onto his flying sword, heading straight for the guest hall on the mountainside of the Central Peak. After exchanging pleasantries with some of the guests he encountered, he landed in a courtyard.
Through a window of a house, Feng Yu Die rested her hands on the windowsill, gazing at the dim yellow sky. Her silver hair cascaded down her back, and she had changed back into her favorite white, backless immortal robe. Seeing Ye Anping descend on his flying sword, Feng Yu Die’s eyes lit up. She immediately flipped out of the window and ran over. “Young Master Ye!!!”
Ye Anping’s brows furrowed slowly. Seeing that he seemed angry, Feng Yu Die’s initially happy smile gradually faded, and she stopped in front of him, shrinking back timidly. “Young Master Ye… are you angry?”
“You disappointed me with the roasted chicken I prepared for you.”
“…” Ye Anping poked Feng Yu Die’s forehead with his finger, closed his eyes, and exhaled. He then looked around and asked with a frown, “Where is Xiao Tian?”
Feng Yu Die tilted her head. “Isn’t Xiao Tian with you? It didn’t come back to me last night…” Ye Anping tilted his head slightly, took a deep breath, and called out, “Xiao Tian!!”
“…”
“Xiao Tian, come out!!”
“…” Yet, after several calls, Xiao Tian didn’t appear above their heads with a flash of golden light from their foreheads, hands on its hips, as usual. Ye Anping narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Yu Die. “Did it hide?” Feng Yu Die quickly shook her head, indicating she didn’t know. “Wu ←→←→…”
Ye Anping stared at Feng Yu Die for a while. He felt she wouldn’t conceal a criminal. He lowered his gaze and pondered for a moment, suddenly recalling the ice-blue spiritual energy that had streaked across the starry sky like a ray of light last night. Although he thought it unlikely, but… Ye Anping fell silent for a moment, then stepped onto his flying sword and turned to fly towards the sky.
“Hey? Young Master Ye… where are you going? … Hey, I… I’m coming too!” Feng Yu Die quickly summoned her flying sword and chased after him. The two broke through the air, flying across the East Peak of the Hundred Lotus Sect and continuing eastward. Because his junior sister had cleaved half a mountain down with a single sword yesterday, Ye Wan’er, Liang Zhu, and others were now investigating the cause with many Hundred Lotus Sect disciples.
Seeing Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die arrive, Liang Zhu quickly flew his sword to meet them, calling out, “Sixth Brother.”
“Were there any casualties?”
Liang Zhu shrugged slightly. “This area is all barren mountains with treacherous terrain. There are no villages or towns with mortals or cultivators, only a few low-level spirit beasts inhabit it.”
“That’s good… tell the disciples to stop searching.” Ye Anping glanced at the Hundred Lotus Sect disciples searching in the mountain forest, then glanced back at Feng Yu Die following behind them, and used an excuse. “My junior sister was too happy yesterday and split this mountain with a single sword to liven things up.”
“…” Feng Yu Die immediately lowered her head in guilt, not daring to speak.
? Liang Zhu was stunned, a huge question mark appearing above his head. Then he raised his eyebrows. “Ye Tianchong, Pei Lieti?”
“…” “Are you two splitting heaven and earth?”
? Ye Anping was choked, but he said nothing. After Liang Zhu chuckled, he waved his hand, signaling the Hundred Lotus Sect disciples below to return. He then led Ye Wan’er and the disciples back towards the Main Peak.
Ye Anping watched them fly away, then glanced at Feng Yu Die beside him. Seeing his gaze, Feng Yu Die lowered her head even further. After a long hesitation, she whispered, “I’m sorry… but I really want to marry you…” Ye Anping didn’t respond. He lowered his gaze to the surrounding peaks and the vast maple forest a thousand feet below them, a sea of fiery red, as dazzling as a mountain of flames. After watching for a while, he suddenly caught a small golden dot amongst the maple leaves and sped towards it on his flying sword.
After flying about a thousand feet, they landed gently on the ground covered in maple leaves.
*Rustle, rustle—*
The sound of footsteps crunching on leaves could be heard. After walking a few steps, they finally saw Xiao Tian lying in a pile of maple leaves, with tear-stained red marks at the corners of its eyes. With each rapid breath, its small chest and abdomen rose and fell.
“Ha… ha…” The weak gasps couldn’t help but widen Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die’s eyes beside him. They hurried over and saw an ice-blue sword mark extending vertically downwards from above the center of its left eye to its cheek. Its pair of golden eyes were wide open. Although its eyes were not injured, it was indeed wounded… Tiny golden light flickered from the wound, resembling the origin of Heavenly Dao spiritual energy.
“Wu… An… Anping… Yu Die… Wu—It hurts…” The completely unexpected situation stunned Ye Anping’s face. Did his junior sister’s sword strike hit Xiao Tian, whom ordinary people couldn’t touch or even sense? His junior sister couldn’t even see it… Moreover, even Si Xuanji couldn’t detect its existence. Otherwise, knowing Xuanji’s personality, she would have grabbed it and taken it to play with long ago…
Ye Anping frowned slightly, slowly crouched down, and picked up Xiao Tian from the pile of maple leaves, holding it in his palm. “What happened?”
“I… I was running with the red veil, and Pei Xiaoguai was anxious, so she drew her spirit sword… and then I…” Xiao Tian was the artifact spirit of the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao, almost an extension of the Heavenly Dao itself. If his junior sister had injured Xiao Tian, did it also mean his junior sister could cleave the Heavenly Dao with a single sword? With her cultivation at the late Core Formation Stage? This had nothing to do with cultivation; it must be due to some other reason…
Ye Anping pondered with his eyes lowered, then looked at Feng Yu Die, who was standing frozen nearby. “Give Xiao Tian your spiritual energy.”
“Ah… Oh!” Feng Yu Die quickly extended her hand, placing her palms on Xiao Tian. A stream of golden spiritual energy enveloped Xiao Tian from her palms. Soon, Xiao Tian’s weakened expression began to improve. As if scared, it slowly sat up from Ye Anping’s hands and knelt, lowering its head. “Anping…”
“Why did you provoke my junior sister?”
“I… I was just anxious. Yu Die finally understood, and I’ve been watching you and her for so many years, thinking…”
“Don’t make excuses.” Xiao Tian’s lips immediately formed a wavy line, and it lowered its head in guilt. “I’m sorry…”
Ye Anping looked at it calmly, watching Feng Yu Die’s spiritual energy flow into Xiao Tian, and saw the vertical wound below its right eyebrow slowly heal, finally forming a dark scar. He then exhaled deeply. “Hoo—If only your cleverness were used for good.”
“…”
“Reflect on yourself for a few months. You won’t be staying in my mind during these months.” Xiao Tian lowered its head and nodded. It seemed to be genuinely scared by Pei Lianxue. After a long pause, it asked, “Anping, how could Pei Xiaoguai…”
“Perhaps it’s because I raised her well?”
“Ah?! But how is that possible? Pei Xiaoguai can’t see me, and how could a spirit sword hit me.”
“You should be thankful that the Snow Jade Myriad Spirit Sword wasn’t in my junior sister’s hands at the time. She only had a few backup spirit swords. Who knows what would have happened otherwise…”
“…” Xiao Tian imagined it and shivered. Pei Lianxue is truly terrifying… But the next moment, it seemed to sense something. Its eyes widened slightly, and it quickly turned its head to look into the distance, pointing. “Anping! Something is coming!!”
“Hmm?”
“Her cultivation is very high! She’s a Void Realm cultivator!!”
Upon hearing this, Ye Anping immediately headed in the direction Xiao Tian was pointing. The evening sky, which had just cleared, suddenly showed a mass of dark snow clouds pressing towards the Hundred Lotus Sect. A plump woman in golden robes was rushing through the air. Although Ye Anping couldn’t see her face clearly, upon seeing the snow clouds and golden robes, he recognized her identity.
“Sun Juehu…” Ye Anping’s brows furrowed tightly once more. Sun Juehu was now close to the Hundred Lotus Sect. Si Xuanji should have noticed by now. This was the Western Regions, Si Xuanji’s home. In the Western Regions, even all the Void Realm cultivators currently alive combined might not be able to defeat Si Xuanji. He wasn’t worried that Sun Juehu would do anything outrageous, unless she intended to trade her life for the Hundred Lotus Sect, but she had no reason to do so now.
Ye Anping closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows. He watched Sun Juehu fly overhead and saw him and Feng Yu Die. He smiled faintly at them and then continued towards the Main Peak of the Hundred Lotus Sect. “Tsk, a smiling tiger…”
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