Chapter 510: Yiyi, potential brother-in-law…
Bang bang—
Two knocks echoed.
Yun Yiyi, who was lost in her infatuation, immediately snapped back to reality. She subconsciously hid the Golden Spirit Short Sword in her hand behind her back, tidied her hair, and softly replied,
“Please come in.”
It was Yun Tianchong who entered. He was wearing a robe intricately embroidered with gold thread. Despite his opulent attire, his face was a bitter melon. Seeing his eldest daughter still trying to strategize for him, he felt an inexplicable pang of guilt.
He had never taken good care of Yun Yiyi and her siblings before. Just as he was about to make amends, Yun Jiujiu had an accident.
“Sigh…”
After a闷闷 sigh, Yun Tianchong walked to the desk and sat down. He took out a red silk cloth from his sleeve and placed it on the corner of the table, saying,
“Yi’er, here.”
Yun Yiyi looked slightly puzzled. She walked over, picked up the silk cloth, and unfolded it. She saw her birth date embroidered above and the seal of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect’s Sect Master imprinted below.
For the marriage of a sect’s young master to another person, six ceremonies were required.
The betrothal letter, personally written by her father, was one of them. It was a formality. Only after receiving Yun Tianchong’s betrothal letter with the seal could she and Ye Anping marry. Otherwise, it would be considered elopement.
But logic dictated it should be so…
“A betrothal letter? Even without this, I would still marry Anping.”
“That’s different,” Yun Tianchong said, tilting his head slightly. “Without this, he cannot be entered into our Yun family’s genealogy.”
Yun Yiyi narrowed her eyes and replied dismissively,
“Do you dare not let Anping enter the Yun family’s genealogy? Aren’t you afraid Grandpa Yun will appear in your dreams?”
Yun Tianchong was stunned for a moment, then sighed. He took Yun Yiyi’s hand and pulled her in front of him, gently placing his hand on her shoulder, and said,
“Yi’er, what I mean is, you should return to the Sword Sect now. There’s no need for you to follow me. I don’t know if I’ll be able to return this time…”
“We haven’t even reached Tian Bei City, and you’re already scared.”
“Do you think I’m afraid of that man surnamed Gong? I’m afraid of you getting hurt. Jiu’er has already… If anything else happens to you, how will I explain it to your grandfather? How will I explain it to that boy Ye Anping?”
“…”
Yun Tianchong looked at the map of Tian Bei City sent by Ye Anping on the wall with a face full of regret and sighed,
“I know my limits. Even if the Sword Sect goes all out, it’s almost impossible to capture Tian Bei City in seven days. Once the war begins, I might not even be able to protect myself, let alone have the capacity to protect you.”
“I don’t need your protection.”
Hearing her father’s words, Yun Yiyi hesitated, wondering if she should tell her father about Ye Anping’s situation in Tian Bei City, but she ultimately decided against it.
She simply took out the golden short sword she had hidden behind her back.
“Dad, this is a message from the Sword Sect disciples in Tian Bei City. It just arrived.”
“Hmm?”
Yun Tianchong took the short sword and, seeing that it was a secret report, used his spiritual sense to investigate.
Yun Yiyi watched her father’s reaction with her chin resting on her hand, curious to see if he could figure out that it was Ye Anping’s doing.
Just as Yun Yiyi had guessed, after only two breaths, Yun Tianchong’s pupils contracted. In a fit of rage, he instantly crushed the Golden Spirit Short Sword in his hand, causing it to dissipate into spiritual light.
Yun Tianchong’s reaction was almost identical to Yun Yiyi’s just now. However, remembering what happened to his daughter Jiu’er, his heart ached, and he raised his hand to cover his chest.
“Damn it!! This guy surnamed Liang… actually made Jiu’er…”
This guy surnamed Liang has already made your Yi’er…
Yun Yiyi inexplicably wanted to add this sentence, but she didn’t say it out loud.
However, as her father mentioned it for the second time, she suddenly realized a major problem.
The intelligence report stated that Jiu’er had become the flesh sacrifice of the newly appointed Elder Liang.
Ye Anping had disguised himself as an “elder” in Tian Bei City, likely achieving some merit or gaining the favor of the City Lord. He would undoubtedly be subjected to repeated tests.
Under these circumstances, how could Ye Anping make the demonic cultivators believe that her second sister had become his flesh sacrifice?
Was it an act?
But she knew her second sister’s acting skills well. It was basically impossible for Yun Jiujiu to deceive the demonic cultivators with just her acting.
In other words, it was very possible that the act had become reality…
As Yun Yiyi pondered, her brow furrowed. While she could understand the reason for the “act becoming reality,” as it was the best way to protect Yun Jiujiu in that situation.
But… what if her husband became her brother-in-law?
Would she have to share Anping with Jiu’er in the future?
Yun Yiyi shook her head. She wouldn’t think about it anymore. In any case, after things were over, she and Jiu’er would have a talk by themselves. If that didn’t work…
“Never mind… Dad, I’ll stay in the rear when the time comes. You don’t need to worry about me. If the situation becomes unfavorable, I will lead the remaining Sword Sect disciples back to Seven Star Pass.”
“Ah…” Yun Tianchong came back to his senses and quickly retorted, “Yi’er, you should turn back to Seven Star Pass right now…”
Yun Yiyi turned and walked to make tea, calmly replying,
“The Sword Sect disciples are currently full of fighting spirit, all wanting to avenge Jiu’er. If I leave halfway now, it will only dampen their spirits and incur suspicion. If the disciples know that this trip is one without return, it will cause chaos.”
“But…”
Yun Yiyi directly interrupted him,
“Don’t worry, Dad. Even if your body cannot be recovered, I will be fine. And even if something unexpected happens, Anping will come to save me.”
Hearing this, Yun Tianchong felt that his daughter had already become Ye Anping’s love slave. He stopped trying to persuade her, only warning,
“Then Yi’er, you will stay five hundred li outside Tian Bei City. I will leave you an Immortal Ship and thirty Core Formation Stage disciples. If anything goes wrong, leave immediately. You must listen to your father on this matter.”
“…Mm.”
… …
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As dusk settled, the streets were abuzz with activity. Demonic cultivators, men and women arm in arm, strolled through the Heavenly Street, surrounded by the sights and sounds of revelry.
Ye Anping, dressed in a black robe, strode through the street with Yun Jiujiu and Feng Yu Die, pretending to be a leisurely demonic cultivator heading to a pleasure house for music.
Feng Yu Die, as usual, wore a mask and held Ye Anping’s right hand, walking by his side. Yun Jiujiu, dressed as a delicate young woman, wore a collar around her neck, connected to Ye Anping’s left hand by a chain.
The three of them looked like a couple taking their dog for a walk.
Yun Jiujiu felt incredibly humiliated as the demonic cultivators on both sides of the street cast their gazes upon her. She had never suffered such humiliation in her life, being paraded through the streets on a leash.
“Brother-in-law, why are you pulling me…”
Ye Anping glanced at her and gestured with his chin towards a seven-story tower not far ahead, saying,
“I’m showing you the place you’ll be causing trouble later. That is the Seven Demonic Pavilion, one of the minor array eyes within Tian Bei City’s formation. Do you see the two demonic cultivators with swords at their waists in front of the pavilion?”
“I see them…”
“The shorter one is a Law Cultivator. When you go in, deal with him first, no matter what. After you deal with him, the remaining demonic cultivators will be easier for you to handle…”
“…Oh.”
Yun Jiujiu nodded meekly, frowning slightly, and whispered,
“Brother-in-law, you’re dragging me out for a walk just to show me this…”
“…”
Ye Anping shrugged helplessly.
He was truly worried about Yun Jiujiu.
If it were Feng Yu Die or Gu Mingxin, he could simply point to the map and they would understand what to do.
But Yun Jiujiu…
Ye Anping felt that given her personality, relying on just a map and verbal instructions, she might go to the wrong place or attack the wrong person.
Later, when the Moon Shadow Sword Sect arrived, he, Gu Mingxin, and Feng Yu Die would all have their own tasks, and he wouldn’t be able to keep an eye on Yun Jiujiu.
“It’s because I’m worried…”
“Brother-in-law, you can just tell me verbally,” Yun Jiujiu said, looking again at the demonic cultivators watching her, and complained in a low voice, “Damn it, if you do this, brother-in-law, I’ll never get married later…”
As if you could get married easily before…
Of course, Ye Anping didn’t say this out loud.
He looked at the demonic cultivators on both sides of the street staring at Yun Jiujiu and realized that it was indeed quite embarrassing. He softly comforted her,
“Brother-in-law promises you that all the demonic cultivators in Tian Bei City will die.”
Yun Jiujiu glanced at Feng Yu Die, who was holding her brother-in-law’s hand, pouted slightly, and said nothing, obediently listening to Ye Anping’s lecture.
Ye Anping, holding both their hands, walked in a winding path, pretending to be window shopping, but in reality, he was circling several major formation eyes. He explained to Yun Jiujiu, in as much detail as possible, what she needed to do later.
What restrictions there were and how to break them.
What Magical Artifacts the gate-guarding demonic cultivators used, which ones to pay attention to, and which one to deal with in advance.
Ye Anping had meticulously arranged everything, leaving her no room for improvisation.
As they were talking, Yun Jiujiu suddenly cursed inexplicably,
“Damn it, Yun Yiyi…”
Ye Anping looked back at her upon hearing this and asked,
“Why are you insulting your sister?”
Yun Jiujiu, who had been walking behind Ye Anping, stared at his profile for a long time. When Ye Anping asked, she averted her gaze and replied,
“…Mind your own business.”
“Then did you remember what I just told you?”
“I remembered.”
“Recite it…”
Yun Jiujiu pouted and replied like a student in class,
“First, go to the Seven Demonic Pavilion, deal with the Law Cultivator, kill all the demonic cultivators inside, dismantle that tower, and then…”
At this point, Ye Anping suddenly glanced behind her. He quickly tightened the chain, causing Yun Jiujiu to stumble and almost fall to the ground.
“Ah!! You…”
Just as Yun Jiujiu started to speak, Gong Yimo’s voice came from behind her. She immediately shut her mouth and obediently lowered her head, standing by Ye Anping’s side.
“Fellow Daoist Liang, you have such leisure…”
“Greetings, Young Master Gong…” Ye Anping cupped his fists in greeting, a fawning smile on his face, and said, “I’m just taking this girl out for a stroll. She gets stuffy when she stays in the room too long.”
Gong Yimo glanced at Yun Jiujiu, seeing her lower her head fearfully, and chuckled,
“Fellow Daoist Liang really likes this girl. Haven’t you tired of playing with her yet?”
“Hehe… Such a good cauldron deserves to be cherished by Fellow Daoist Liang.”
Gong Yimo smiled, closed his folding fan, and said,
“My father just said he wants to see you. The Sword Sect’s Immortal Ship is less than three thousand li away from Tian Bei City. He wants to ask for your opinion. Why don’t you come with me later?”
Ye Anping feigned surprise and asked fearfully,
“Senior Gong wants to ask for my opinion?”
“My father was also a rogue cultivator in the past. He quite values Fellow Daoist Liang and even intends to betroth Tianchan to you.”
“What?”
Ye Anping feigned surprise, but immediately suppressed it, cupping his fists and saying,
“This… I am deeply honored.”
“Come on, you were practically staring at my sister’s chest that night.”
Gong Yimo waved his hand, walked forward smiling, and although Feng Yu Die was reluctant, she decisively moved aside, allowing him to put his arm around Ye Anping’s shoulder, and said,
“If you like her, just say it. We demonic cultivators don’t have so many formalities.”
“Hehe…”
Ye Anping chuckled twice and didn’t say anything, allowing himself to be led towards the Tian Bei Pavilion with Gong Yimo’s arm around his shoulder.
The four of them walked leisurely down the street, Gong Yimo chattering about random things, boasting about the opportunities he had seized in various places in the past.
Yun Jiujiu, still held by the chain, followed beside them, her eyes fixed on the back of Gong Yimo’s neck, filled with a murderous intent as if she wanted to flay him alive.
However, after walking for two streets, Ye Anping’s attention was suddenly drawn to a group of three people sitting at a tea stall.
Unlike the amused glances the other demonic cultivators had cast at Yun Jiujiu.
The gazes of these three clearly revealed a sense of hostility.
The moment he saw the three, Xiao Tian flew out from his forehead and, pointing at the three Ye Anping had noticed, hurriedly shouted as if trying to claim credit,
“Anping, those three are Immortal Cultivation disciples…”
Hearing Xiao Tian’s words, Ye Anping confirmed that these three were likely Sword Sect disciples. He immediately stopped and held back Gong Yimo.
Gong Yimo looked confused and asked,
“Hmm? What’s wrong, Fellow Daoist Liang?”
“…”
Ye Anping said nothing. He flipped his hand and took out his Spirit Sword from his Storage Bag, then raised his sword to point at the three Immortal Cultivators who had somehow dyed themselves with killing aura, saying,
“It seems the disciples guarding the gate of Tian Bei City are dozing off.”
The three Sword Sect disciples hidden in the crowd, seeing Ye Anping point his sword at them, were also stunned, but they didn’t stay put to be captured.
Whoosh—
One of them kicked the table, sending it flying towards Ye Anping and Gong Yimo.
Ye Anping frowned slightly, shielded Gong Yimo with his arm, and cut the flying table in half with his sword. But behind the table was a female cultivator with an expression of fury, as if she wanted to gouge out his flesh and bones.
Swish—
A golden spiritual light arc swung directly towards Ye Anping’s neck but was easily blocked by his sword.
“Quick! Senior Brother!!”
The female cultivator, who was blocking Ye Anping’s sword with her right hand, cried out. She pushed down with her body, attempting to use her full strength to pin down Ye Anping’s movements.
Another person took advantage of the situation, moving directly between the chain in his left hand and Yun Jiujiu, and swung his sword at the iron chain.
Clang—
Sparks flew.
The refined iron chain instantly disintegrated.
“Second Miss!! Hurry!!”
The person who cut the chain immediately grabbed Yun Jiujiu’s arm, intending to drag her towards the city gate to escape.
However, Yun Jiujiu’s mind went blank. She froze on the spot, unsure what to do.
Because of this, the Sword Sect disciple who couldn’t pull her, was also stunned.
“Second Miss?”
“…”
In the span of mere three breaths, Ye Anping kicked the female cultivator in front of him hard in the abdomen, then struck her on the back of the neck with his sword hilt. With a single blow, he made her eyes roll back, and she fell in front of him.
Seeing Ye Anping’s actions, Feng Yu Die quickly snapped back to reality, summoned her Spirit Sword, and with a flash, captured the Sword Sect disciple who had cut the chain.
There was still one person who was preparing to ambush from another direction, but seeing his senior brother and sister so easily captured, he hastily turned and prepared to flee.
If he had charged forward, Ye Anping could have guaranteed his safety, but with his escape, he was doomed to die.
“Tsk…”
Gong Yimo, standing behind Ye Anping, saw the person preparing to flee and chuckled,
“Fellow Daoist Liang, leave the rest to…”
“Such insignificant beings don’t require Young Master Gong’s attention.”
Ye Anping used the tip of his shoe to nudge the dropped Spirit Sword of the female cultivator he had knocked down, then gave Xiao Tian a look: Don’t kill him.
Xiao Tian quickly understood and grabbed the sword hilt:
“Got it!!”
Then, Ye Anping raised his hand in a palm strike and struck the sword hilt.
The Spirit Sword instantly shot through the air, turning into an arrow released from a bowstring, chasing after the fleeing Sword Sect disciple.
“Ah?!”
The Sword Sect disciple looked back and hastily raised his sword to block, but Xiao Tian, holding the sword hilt, slightly adjusted its direction, pointing the tip at the area on the man’s chest without any miasma.
Rustle—
The man didn’t understand why the sword had changed direction. With a moment’s lapse, he was pierced through the chest by the Spirit Sword and nailed to the street.
Gong Yimo, standing beside Ye Anping, raised an eyebrow and said,
“Fellow Daoist Liang’s sword control technique is impressive.”
Ye Anping smiled proudly,
“It’s a shame it didn’t hit the Golden Core directly, hehe…”
“However, speaking of which…”
Gong Yimo turned to look at Yun Jiujiu. He had seen that Yun Jiujiu had not chosen to flee just now. He couldn’t help but twitch his eyebrows, but then he smiled,
“…Fellow Daoist Liang has trained this Sword Sect girl so well? This girl didn’t even try to run.”
“Hehe… This girl can’t leave Fellow Daoist Liang now.”
Ye Anping glanced at him, then walked to the front of the Sword Sect disciple held down by Feng Yu Die. This disciple was also looking at Yun Jiujiu with disbelief, gritting his teeth and shouting,
“Second Miss!! You…”
Yun Jiujiu recognized this person as a disciple from her Jian Jiu Peak. She opened and closed her lips slightly, but Ye Anping immediately put his arm around her waist and pulled her to his side, signaling her to remain silent.
“Your Second Miss is this Lord’s possession now. Hehe…”
“…You!! Damn it…”
The Sword Sect disciple gritted his teeth, about to curse, when he heard Ye Anping call out,
“Xiao Die…”
Feng Yu Die was startled and quickly slapped him on the back of the neck, knocking him unconscious.
Ye Anping breathed a sigh of relief, released Yun Jiujiu’s waist, and commanded,
“Xiao Die, escort these three back to the Blood Prison Mansion. I will interrogate them personally later.”
“Yes…”
He then turned to Yun Jiujiu with a villainous smile, saying,
“Second Miss, you should go back to the mansion and wait for me…”
Yun Jiujiu swallowed and nodded in agreement,
“Yes… Lord Liang.”
After arranging these matters, Ye Anping turned to Gong Yimo again, cupped his fists in a salute,
“My apologies for startling you, Young Master Gong. Let’s go to the Tian Bei Pavilion first. I will deal with these three myself later.”
Gong Yimo shrugged, said nothing, and nodded,
“Please…”
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