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The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix C168

Chapter 168: Junior Sister, if you don’t sing, you will already become a blockbuster

The sun descended in the west, and a gentle breeze dispersed the drifting clouds. It was during the lunch hour when Ye Anping and the others returned.

At that moment, on the mountain path of the Hundred Lotus Sect, numerous disciples were coming and going, mostly heading to the cafeteria for a meal. Occasionally, you could spot female disciples gathering in a pavilion beside the mountain path, enjoying snacks.

As Ye Anping and Pei Lianxue were dressed in the attire of the Xuanxing Sect, most disciples respectfully made way upon encountering them, offering greetings like, “Greetings to the seniors of Xuanxing Sect!”

Only when encountering some older disciples, Ye Anping would hear, “Young Master, Miss Pei, you’re back~.”

Ye Anping couldn’t help but reflect on the past year. He marveled at how the Hundred Lotus Sect had flourished. Judging by appearances, the number of disciples within the sect had already exceeded thousand. A year ago, only a few hundred disciples were within the sect. While he couldn’t remember every disciple’s name like Li Longling did for Chilong Mansion, he could recognize whether someone was a disciple of the Hundred Lotus Sect just by their face.

Now, there were many unfamiliar faces, and the previous uniforms of the Hundred Lotus Sect had also been updated, differing significantly from the one in his storage bag. Wearing the Xuanxing Sect’s uniforms, they were treated with courtesy by most disciples who encountered them. The typical response was a polite yielding of the way and a respectful acknowledgement: “Greetings to the seniors of Xuanxing Sect!”

Only with some older disciples did Ye Anping hear a friendly, “Young Master, Miss Pei, you’re back~.”

Ye Anping couldn’t help but feel sentimental along the way. He marveled at the sect’s development over the past year. Based on his observation, the sect now boasted over a thousand disciples. Comparing this to a year ago when there were only a few hundred disciples, the growth was remarkable.

Though he couldn’t remember names as meticulously as Li Longling did, he could still discern whether someone was a disciple of the Hundred Lotus Sect by their face. However, whenever he felt content about the sect’s progress, his father surprised him with unexpected news.

On the Zongmen Square of the central peak, a colossal statue, towering a hundred feet high, had been erected, depicting none other than his father. Several disciples in the Spirit Pet Hall tended to a pure-blood red-crowned crane mount worth over nine hundred thousand spirit stones, cleaning its excrement and grooming its feathers.

Ignoring the statue for a moment, having a statue of the sect leader within the sect was reasonable. Aside from a bit of rustic charm, nothing was inherently wrong with it.

What about that pure-blood red-crowned crane worth over nine hundred thousand spiritual stones?

Ye Anping had some knowledge about it beforehand. In this world, most mounts and pets, apart from immortal beasts like dragons and phoenixes, were merely decorative. Unlike in games, they didn’t come with various additional attributes. While the bird was aesthetically pleasing and had a divine appearance when ridden, it had no other practical advantages. Riding a bird in a fight was suicidal, and using it as an escape vehicle was even riskier. Moreover, it couldn’t fly faster than the mediocre flying sword Ye Anping currently possessed. It would be understandable if Ye Ao had purchased a mount worth around ten thousand spiritual stones for appearances at sect meetings, boosting his prestige. But for a mount valued at nine hundred thousand spiritual stones?

Keeping a smelly bird at home and assigning several disciples to clean up after it…

The Hundred Lotus Sect might not have reached the status of a top-tier sect, but his father seemed already to have the aspirations of a first-class sect leader.

Mom, why don’t you do something about my dad, the spendthrift?

Ye Anping walked towards the Heavenly Pavilion, and his expression grew increasingly dark. Occasionally, he could sense Liang Zhu casting a gaze of confusion in his direction. He could guess what Liang Zhu was thinking:

As the saying goes, like father, like son. Generally, a son’s character would be similar to his father’s.

Liang Zhu was probably puzzled now—how did someone as extravagant and oblivious as his father raise such a resourceful, outstanding, well-informed, humble, and composed individual?

“Why–”

Before reaching the Heavenly Pavilion, Ye Anping sighed and asked Liang Zhu and Ahting to wait outside while he and his junior sister went in first. As he was about to climb the stairs to knock on the door, he suddenly noticed Pei Lianxue holding his hand, looking nervous, staring at the ground, and muttering something.

“Junior sister?”

Pei Lianxue was startled, slowly raised her head, and pursed her lips.

“What… What’s wrong?”

“You’re still asking me what’s wrong?” Ye Anping looked at her face strangely and asked, “Why are you nervous? This is our own home.”

“Well… My senior brother’s and my home…”

Pei Lianxue pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

Then, she took a deep breath, patted her cheek as if encouraging herself, repeated in her mind what she had been thinking about on the way, and then exhaled.

“Huh—alright! Let’s go!”

Ye Anping, slightly puzzled, didn’t pay much attention, leading his junior sister up the steps to knock on the pavilion door.

Knock, knock, knock—

“Come in!”

Squeak—

He pushed the door open, and a faint scent of sandalwood greeted him. Ye Ao sat at the jade writing desk in the middle of the Heavenly Pavilion, holding a jade walnut, circling and drawing on the document with a brush. He glanced at the door, then focused on the document. After a moment of thought, he suddenly raised his head.

“Anping?! Pei Yatou?! Why are you back?”

“Can’t we come back?” Ye Anping twisted his eyebrows and walked forward, “Dad, where is my mother?”

Ye Ao quickly stood up, walked to Ye Anping, looked him up and down, widened his eyes in surprise, and asked, “Why are you almost in the middle stage of foundation building? It’s been less than half a year since you left home.”

“Ran into some opportunities. Where is my mother?”

Hiss—” Ye Ao breathed and said, “You kid, it’s so rare that you come back. Instead of asking your father or me, you keep asking your mother. Your mother is meditating upstairs.”

“Oh.”

Ye Anping replied, turned around, and prepared to go upstairs but was stopped by Ye Ao. He smiled, patted Ye Anping on the shoulder, looked at Pei Lianxue, put his arm around their shoulders, and pulled them out the door.

“Let’s go. I’ll take you to the Hundred Lotus Sect. You have yet to return this year, and the Hundred Lotus Sect has greatly changed. Have you seen the new mountain gate of our Hundred Lotus Sect? Does it look good?”

Ye Anping narrowed his eyes and remained silent. Pei Lianxue responded awkwardly, “Hmm… It looks good.”

“Hey! Yes, I just said it looks good, and Pei Yatou also thinks it looks good. Yulan has always told me that the mountain gate is so ugly. I spent more than 600,000 spirit stones on the mountain gate. How can it not look good?”

Ye Anping narrowed his eyes, “More than six hundred thousand? Did you tell my mother?”

“No, I told your mother that it only cost fifty thousand spiritual stones.”

“…Oh.” Ye Anping raised his eyebrows, paused, and asked, “Where is the red-crowned crane in the Spiritual Pet Hall?”

“You’ve seen it all?” Ye Ao raised his eyebrows, smiling, “I wanted to surprise you. Come on, I’ll take you two to sit and watch. It flies very steadily, and the feathers are very soft. Pei Yatou will like it.”

While speaking, Ye Anping suddenly noticed his mother descending from the second floor and coming behind them.

He glanced and found it was his mother. He raised his eyebrows and quickly asked, “Dad, how much did you spend on that crane?”

Ye Ao twisted his eyebrows, asking, “Why ask how much? It’s quite expensive anyway.”

Ye Anping had a complicit smile and winked at Ye Ao with his right eye, saying, “Dad, tell me, I want to broaden my horizons. Don’t worry, I won’t tell Mom.”

“Hmm… Alright.” Ye Ao smiled and made an eight with his hand, indicating the amount.

“Eighty thousand?”

Tsk… add one more.”

Ye Anping pretended to be surprised, “One hundred and sixty thousand?! Isn’t that too expensive?”

Ye Ao shook his head, patted his back, and said, “For those who don’t know, I bought that red-crowned crane for 880,000! Let me tell you, it’s a pure-blooded red-crowned crane, and the quality is excellent. I arranged it through a friend in the Feathered Beast Sect, and this is a friend and family price. If it were in an auction, it would easily go for one and a half million, and that’s a conservative estimate.”

“Oh?”

Kong Yulan’s voice came from behind the three. In an instant, Ye Ao’s body stiffened, and he turned his head to see his wife with bulging veins on her forehead. He gulped as his Adam’s apple slid up and down.

“Yulan… you listen to me… hey hey -”

Before he could finish his excuse, Kong Yulan grabbed his ear, cutting him off, “Eight hundred and eighty thousand, right? What did you tell me last time? The Elder of the Feathered Beast Sect gave it to you, huh?! I find it strange. How could they give you something so expensive.”

“Hey hey hey… This is… we’re doing well now, right? Just buying some…”

“Doing well? Eight hundred and eighty thousand. Why not use it for Anping and Pei Yatou’s cultivation? Why not add a dozen more alchemy furnaces or spirit-gathering arrays for the sect? Instead, you spend it on a bald bird?!”

“Yuyuyu… Yulan, didn’t you find it comfortable sitting on it last time?”

“I didn’t know you bought that bird for 880,000 spirit stones. 880,000 spirit stones, is it comfortable sitting under you?!”

Ye Ao raised his eyebrows, “I… I’m comfortable.”

Hiss–

“Yulan, wait, wait!! Hey, Pei Yatou, Pei Yatou, help me speak and persuade your master…”

“Ah… Well…” Pei Lianxue was stunned, feeling nervous. She deeply breathed, “I slept with my senior brother…”

Initially enjoying the scene, Ye Anping stood on the side smilingly, watching his mother scold his father. However, he couldn’t laugh anymore after his junior sister’s words. His eyes widened, looking at his junior sister with disbelief.

“Ah?”

Seeing the three people’s gazes, Pei Lianxue suddenly realized. For a moment, she blushed and lowered her head, feeling self-blame. Uncle Ye asked her to persuade, but why did she blurt out this matter?

She originally planned to wait a while before mentioning it. She had been thinking about her words, which made her nervous.

While struggling together, Ye Ao and Kong Yulan stopped abruptly, turning their heads to look at her.

Ye Anping, hesitating for a moment, turned around and pushed Pei Lianxue’s back, pushing her out of the pavilion, saying, “Tsk, junior sister, stay outside for now.”

Snap–

The pavilion door closed. Pei Lianxue shrank back, turned to look at Liang Zhu and Liang Ahting waiting at the bottom of the steps, and whispered in response, “Oh…”

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