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The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix C272

Chapter 272: Yiyi, Jiujiu, Xixi, let’s talk about your father together

A few days later, whoosh—snow geese fluttered in the sky, and the cold wind howled, sweeping across the Zhongfeng Sword Cliff, causing thousands of golden-white robes to billow.

Early in the morning, disciples at the Leaves Shadow Sword Sect who were at the foundation level and above, clad in the sect’s golden-white sword robes, gathered at the Zhongfeng Sword Cliff, lining up in the square in front of the grotto.

Yun Jiujiu held an oil paper fan in each hand, positioned between two wheelchairs, her gaze fixed silently on the massive obsidian stone door atop the steps ahead.

Unlike her usual attire, today she wore a serene light blue skirt, previously shown by Feng Yudie. Her blonde hair was styled into a bun, complementing her petite stature and giving her a demure appearance.

But her demureness came with a condition—She remained silent.

“Sis, it’s understandable for Third Sis to use a wheelchair, given her condition. But why are you in one too? Last time Mother came to visit, you were hardly moving while lying in bed,” Yun Yiyi, clad in a golden-white Daoist robe, remarked, her face betraying a hint of awkwardness under Yun Jiujiu’s umbrella.

“Previously, I accidentally strained my muscles while practicing archery, so my legs are still a bit weak,” Yun Jiujiu quickly fabricated an excuse, her face tinged with embarrassment.

“What’s archery got to do with your legs? Isn’t it all about using your arms?” Yun Yiyi questioned, puzzled.

Yun Yiyi shrugged, “I focused on leg exercises as part of my archery practice.”

“Heh, I used to call you a softie, and now you’ve become one,” Yun Jiujiu teased, trying to deflect the conversation.

Yun Yiyi was unconcerned and said, “Didn’t you spend a whole day and night drinking alone after reading Feng Yudie’s farewell letter when she left?”

Yun Jiujiu was flushing slightly and retorted, “Nonsense! I drink for a whole day and night all the time. It has nothing to do with her.”

When they reached this point, Yun Xi, recovering from her injuries, raised her hand slightly. After days of recuperation, she had progressed from moving only her fingers to being able to move her arms and speak a little without Zhang Yihe acting as a translator.

In the past few days, Zhang Yihe had almost driven her crazy.

“Jiujiu…” Yun Xi began hesitantly.

Yun Jiujiu blinked, asking, “What’s up, Third Sis?”

Yun Xi gave her a thumbs up and muttered, “Damn your dad…”

Yun Jiujiu patted her chest, nodding affirmatively. “Damn, your dad!”

Then both turned to Yun Yiyi, expecting her to chime in. Avoiding their gazes, Yun Yiyi reluctantly responded, “Don’t look at me. I won’t say it. It’s too crude.”

“Sis, it was your idea for me to dress like this to get close to our old man and take him out when he least expects it. That’s pretty crude,” Yun Yiyi remarked unwillingly.

“That was your idea too. I don’t know if we can take him out. Don’t let him catch on before you get close,” Yun Jiujiu reminded her.

“Don’t worry, I rehearsed in front of the mirror many times yesterday. It’ll be flawless. Come on, you say something too,” Yun Jiujiu urged.

“Damn, your dad…” Yun Yiyi muttered half-heartedly.

“Louder! Put some spirit into it,” Yun Jiujiu encouraged.

“Damn, your dad!”

“Damn you, Dad!!”

“Welcome, Father!!”

Rumble…

As they were talking, there was a rumble from the ground, resembling rolling thunder.

The huge stone door in front of the three began to shake, causing the vines along its edges to be dislodged.

The elders of the Sword Sect, standing behind Yun Jiujiu and the others, all bowed respectfully, leading thousands of disciples below to do the same,

“Welcome back, Sect Master Yun.”

-“No need for formalities.”

A neutral voice echoed from within the door’s crack, reverberating between the peaks of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect for miles around.

A man clad in a golden Daoist robe stepped out between the stone doors. Tall and fair-skinned, with blue eyes and sword-like eyebrows, the man had a pair of bright red plum blossoms tattooed between his brows, giving him an androgynous appearance yet with the piercing gaze of a man.

Yun Tianchong descended the steps one by one, gazing out at the peaks of the Sword Sect from the high platform. He then glanced at his three daughters, noticing two of them seated in wheelchairs, with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes. He looked at the bandaged Yun Xi and, after a moment’s consideration, asked, “Jiu’er, how did you get these injuries?”

Yun Jiujiu, standing among the three, looked puzzled, noticing her father’s gaze fixed on Yun Xi, and wondered why he called her Jiu’er.

Yun Xi’s eye twitched, unable to speak due to her injuries.

“… …”

On the other hand, Yun Yiyi explained, “Dad, Third Sister got injured like this from being caught up in a battle between two Nascent Soul cultivators.”

Yun Tianchong paused slightly, then cleared his throat, “Ahem… So it’s Xi’er. I didn’t realize the extent of her injuries.”

Yun Xi gritted her teeth slightly, “It’s okay…”

Then, Yun Tianchong turned to Yun Yiyi, hesitated momentarily after his earlier mistake, and asked, “So, are you Jiujiu?”

“Dad,” Yun Yiyi gritted her teeth slightly, smiling, “I’m Yi’er. If you can’t distinguish between us, just call us ‘you.’ The disciples below can’t hear, but the elders can.”

Yun Tianchong paused for a moment, shifting his gaze to the elders of the Sword Sect saluting nearby. Seeing a few of them looking at him with silent amusement, he felt a bit embarrassed, coughed, and said, “Ahaha… I was just joking. How could a father not recognize his own daughters?”

Yun Yiyi, Yun Xi, and Yun Jiujiu all looked at him disdainfully as if to say—Aren’t we right here?

Yun Yiyi signaled Yun Jiujiu to follow the plan with a glance. Yun Jiujiu nodded slightly, then pursed her lips and smiled, “Daddy, can your daughter have a hug?”

She opened her arms and walked up to Yun Tianchong, putting on an innocent, cute face and tilting her head. Being naturally short, her childish action seemed entirely natural.

Yun Tianchong, seeing Yun Jiujiu approach with a smile, raised an eyebrow, scrutinized her for a moment, and asked in confusion, “So long since we last met, and you’ve changed quite a bit. I remember you used to hate being hugged. When you were two, you even gave your nurse a beating until her face was swollen.”

“That was then. Your daughter has grown up,” Yun Jiujiu replied.

Yun Tianchong knelt, opening his arms to embrace Yun Jiujiu, “Come here.”

Yun Jiujiu hurried over to him.

And in the next moment…

Boom–

The left foot, adorned with embroidered shoes, directly shattered the floor tiles. Cracks spread along the path where her left foot stepped, extending in all directions.

A gust of wind rose, and Yun Jiujiu’s whole body erupted with spiritual power, causing his face to flush red.

“Shout–!!”

Following a furious roar, a resounding blast echoed through the air. Using her left foot as a pivot, Yun Jiujiu sharply raised her left knee.

Yun Tianchong, upon seeing this, instantly widened his eyes. He hadn’t anticipated Yun Jiujiu’s sudden knee strike and attempted to move out of the way, but it was too late. His divine body was already in a state of pure gold.

However, Yun Jiujiu possessed innate divine power, and a single full-force strike could even cause a mountain peak to tremble. Moreover, this kick encapsulated decades of resentment and hatred from her, Yun Yiyi, and Yun Xi towards him.

Click–

Despite Yun Tianchong’s body being like an impregnable fortress, the kick pierced his entire energy, causing him to jump a foot.

Boom–

Yun Tianchong’s eyes bulged in disbelief as he looked at Yun Jiujiu before him. He opened his mouth to speak but found himself unable to produce sound.

“Jiujiu…”

Yun Jiujiu spat to the side, “Bah! This kick was for Feng Yudie!”

“Feng… Who?”

Yun Tianchong’s expression resembled someone suffering from constipation, his legs trembling. Even though he hadn’t defecated in a thousand years. However, with the elders nearby, he felt covering his crotch would be too embarrassing, so he endured. Yet, before he could comprehend what had happened, Yun Jiujiu clenched her right fist again and stepped back.

Bang–

The punch wind hadn’t reached him yet, but it exuded a suffocating pressure.

Click–

A punch hit dead center, and a surge of energy from Yun Tianchong’s rear propelled him upward, blowing dust and leaves behind him and causing his bangs to part down the center.

“…”

Yun Tianchong gritted his teeth against the sharp pain. Now fully aware, he quickly surrounded himself with spiritual energy to ward off another attack from Yun Jiujiu, who was no fool.

Seeing her father’s reaction, Yun Jiujiu immediately turned and summoned her flying sword, leaping onto it and flying southward.

“Wait, Jiu’er…”

Watching Yun Jiujiu’s departure, Yun Tianchong’s face turned ashen, his eyes filled with confusion. Unable to hold back any longer, he knelt, clutching his buttocks in front of Yun Yiyi and Yun Xi.

Yun Yiyi and Yun Xi exchanged a smile:

“Dad, are you okay?”

“…”

Yun Tianchong couldn’t find words. After ten years in seclusion, he couldn’t have foreseen that one of his daughters would kick and punch his clone as soon as he emerged with just a stick of incense.

What had he done to incur Yun Jiujiu’s deep hatred?

Feng Yudie!

Who was that? Did the Sword Sect have such a person?

Yun Tianchong couldn’t comprehend, but he had no intention of asking Yun Yiyi. He felt that his line might end with him.

Just then, a drake’s voice echoed from the sky, and a golden-feathered parrot circled overhead,

“Cut off your children and your grandchildren!! Cut off your children and your grandchildren!!”

A white object, like a bomb, plummeted from above and struck Yun Tianchong’s forehead. He couldn’t hold it in any longer. Glancing sideways, he raised his hand in a sword gesture.

A beam of golden light shot into the sky, heading straight for the parrot. The wise-eyed parrot cocked its head, performed a nimble maneuver similar to a floating leaf, and easily dodged Yun Tianchong’s sword energy.

“What?”

Boom…

In astonishment, thunder rumbled from the Sword Sect’s mountain gate.

Following that, a booming voice sounded like thunder,

“I am Lei Wanjun, the master of Thunder Peak in the Xuanxing Sect. I heard that Master Yun emerged from seclusion today, so I came to offer my congratulations.”

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  1. supremefankai says:

    Yun Tianchong getting karma all at once

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