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The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix C471

Chapter 471: Senior brother, wash your hands

The market was decorated with lights and colorful decorations. From time to time, casual cultivators or sect cultivators came out of the night to look for spiritual weapons and elixirs at the stalls lined up shoulder to shoulder on both sides of the street.

Ye Anping matched Bai Yuexin’s pace and walked shoulder to shoulder with her on the Street. He listened to Bai Yuexin telling him about her experience of forging iron and swords under Mr. Liu of Xuanxing Sect Sword Pavilion over the years.

Mr. Liu from the Sword Pavilion, whose full name was Liu Dazhu, was in the early stage of becoming a god.

Because the name was so unsophisticated, he had always been ashamed to have his full name engraved on the hilt of the sword. Basically, the cultivators in the Four Realms didn’t know his full name.

However, if Liu Dazhu claimed to be second when talking about the swords of the Immortal Family in the Four Realms, then no one in the Immortal Family dared to claim to be the first.

Not to mention how many famous swords he had made in his life.

The Snow Spirit Sword currently in Ye Anping’s storage bag had traces of being struck by Mr. Liu’s hammer. This alone was enough to give him the honor.

“Mr. Liu is very petty. Last time, I accidentally forgot to make the morning tea for him, so he punished me by letting me clean the sword-washing stove alone. He also asked me not to leave any ashes, and even asked me to pour water on his feet. That old man is so annoying…”

Bai Yuexin complained, which made Ye Anping feel helpless, and said:

“Mr. Liu is a very powerful swordsman.”

“It’s amazing… But the Sword Pavilion is full of big and powerful male disciples. After I went there, Mr. Liu specially made a small courtyard for me to live in.” Bai Yuexin curled her lips slightly and gestured with her hands, “Those Sword Pavilion disciples are all So tall, so strong, not as good-looking as Anping at all, and their whole body smells like sweat. I feel like I’m going to stink…”

Ye Anping narrowed his eyes and smiled: “The first female swordsman of Xuanxing Sect.”

“It’s weird…”

Bai Yuexin twisted Ye Anping’s face in dissatisfaction, but after seeing Ye Anping’s side face, she couldn’t help but show a little admiration in her eyes and said:

“Anping, you did it for me, right? How did you do it?”

“Hmm…” Ye Anping raised his eyebrows, “What does sister mean?”

“Mr. Liu accepted me as his direct disciple. How did you convince Mr. Liu?”

Bai Yuexin looked at Ye Anping with her mouth open and said curiously:

“A few years ago, the young master of the Baihua Sect paid a visit and knelt in front of his old man’s house for half a month, but Mr. Liu didn’t agree. As a result, I went over and cooked morning tea for him for ten days, and he suddenly agreed to accept me as his successor. ”

After he returned to the Xuanxing Sect after forming the core, he also had some luck and asked Bai Yuexin to help him send a letter to Si Xuanji, just thinking that Si Xuanji could give Bai Yuexin a chance for his sake.

It turned out that he still had a lot of face.

Ye Anping smiled and replied:

“Couldn’t it be that Mr. Liu saw your talent in making swords, sister, so he accepted you as his apprentice?”

“How is it possible…” Bai Yuexin smiled helplessly, “Not to mention Mr. Liu, I have never received a personal biography. I am a woman… Even from the beginning of Pangu, the female swordsmen can count them all with two hands, and Mr. Liu is quite rigid and old-fashioned. If it weren’t for something, how could he accept me as his apprentice.”

“Hmm…” Ye Anping pretended to be puzzled and thought for a while, “Then I really don’t have a clue. It’s really strange…”

Bai Yuexin frowned and complained, pinched Ye Anping’s waist, and said:

“Pretend! Keep pretending!!”

Ye Anping was already a Nascent Soul, how could his waist be pinched and hurt, but he still pretended to be in pain and quickly moved a step aside:

“Hiss – don’t pinch… Sister, you have been hammering for several years, and your hands are very strong. It hurts…”

“Can I still pinch you, a Nascent Soul cultivator? Hmph!”

While the two were chattering around, they soon arrived in front of a shop selling pots and stoves in the City. Inside the shop, there were a dazzling array of pots and stoves on display shelves.

Ye Anping and Bai Yuexin stopped at the same time and looked up at the decoration of the facade.

Bai Yuexin asked: “Where is Ye’s Physiotherapy Shop?”

Ye Anping shrugged: “It has been closed for several years.”

“The little boss ran away for only a few years, and when he looked back, he was already a Nascent Soul cultivator.”

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Bai Yuexin’s eyes, inexplicably remembering that a young boy in the Qi refining stage came to her to apply for a store license and even helped her massage her feet.

Bai Yuexin covered her mouth and smiled:

“In a few years, when you become a god, I can publicize it to the outside world!! Look… that cultivator in the god-transformation stage pinched my feet!”

“I will become a god after several years. Sister, you think too highly of me.”

“In less than ten years, you have gone from a little Qi-refining cultivator to a Nascent Soul cultivator. Maybe… From now on, you must honor this sister. Don’t forget that if this sister hadn’t given you her sign, your store won’t be able to open!”

Ye Anping raised his eyebrows and said jokingly:

“Sister, why have you become so utilitarian?”

“Hey…” Bai Yuexin hugged Ye Anping from behind, pulled him in her arms, and continued walking forward, swaying left and right, “I didn’t expect that the young master with two spiritual roots in the Qi refining stage would actually be here now. Now that you are Nascent Soul… You can go out and establish a sect.”

“I am originally the young master of the Hundred Lotus Sect.”

“The dandy rich boy.”

When Bai Yuexin said this, the words of several male cultivators who were drinking and chatting together under a tea stall on one side suddenly reached their ears:

——”Then the young master of the Hundred Lotus Sect is not engaged to the master of Chilong Mansion Li? Didn’t he show off his affection on the street before? Why do he wants to marry this girl Pei again?”

——”Sigh… He is handsome, he is the young master of the sect, and he is also a Nascent Soul cultivator. What does this mean?”

——”I guess we can have a Yun Tianchong in the Western Domain. Oh yes, Ye Tianchong… It seems that he hasn’t taken a Daoist name yet. Do you think he will be called ‘Tianchong’?”

Ye Anping heard a row of black lines on his forehead, and Bai Yuexin covered her mouth and smiled like a bell:

“Ye Tianchong… There are so many Daoist companions~How many are there?”

“Yun Tianchong and I are different.”

“Yes, yes… You are going to marry sister Pei soon, right? Just in time.”

Bai Yuexin let go of Ye Anping’s shoulders, walked to him, turned around, and raised her hand to wave.

A flash of spiritual light flew out of her storage bag and landed on her palm, condensing into a silver-white spiritual sword with a scabbard, hilt and tassel hanging on the sword’s head.

“Here you go! Think of it as a gift for forming a nascent soul, and a gift from me for your wedding to Sister Pei.”

Ye Anping was a little surprised, so he raised his hands and put them under the sword. The moment Bai Yuexin let go, a weight of more than thirty kilograms completely pressed on his wrist.

Bai Yuexin raised her head confidently and said with firm eyes:

“I made it for you! I used the best materials and treasures I could get, even though they were secretly obtained from Mr. Liu’s warehouse… Hehe.”

Ye Anping lowered his head and carefully looked at the word “Bai” engraved on the sword and the star and moon totem. After being silent for a while, he pulled the sword out of the scabbard and lightly swept the sword with his finger.

Buzz——

The shrill sound of swords caused pedestrians on both sides to stop and look toward them.

Bai Yuexin knew that Ye Anping should have a very good spiritual sword. Seeing him carefully appraise the sword, she was a little nervous and pressed her neck and asked:

“How… What? I actually thought you could successfully conceive a nascent soul before, so I used some Nascent Soul materials. Although it is not as good as the famous swords made by Mr. Liu, but…”

Ye Anping returned the spirit sword to the scabbard, looked up at Bai Yuexin, and said:

“It’s enough to kill the Nascent Soul Demonic cultivator, thank you.”

“Oh, just tell the truth. If it doesn’t work, you can just throw it in the storage bag. I don’t mind. I know you have a spiritual sword…”

“Sister, you were so confident just now.”

“Confidence is self-confidence, but… Thinking about it, I always feel like I’m a bit of an expert. I’ve only been learning how to make swords for a few years…”

“To be honest, this is indeed a very good spiritual sword.”

Bai Yuexin’s eyes lit up, her cheeks were a little red, and she smiled:

“After all, it’s good that you don’t mind it! Sister Pei has returned to the Hundred Lotus Sect a few days ago, so you should go back early. On the day of the ceremony… Can I come over for a wedding banquet?”

“Certainly.”

“I didn’t even receive the invitation…”

“This matter was probably arranged by my mother. I just returned to the Xuanxing Sect today, and I just found out that I am going to hold a grand ceremony with my junior sister. I haven’t had time to send out invitations yet.”

Hearing this, Bai Yuexin let out a breath of relief and said:

“I thought you forgot about me… And didn’t send me an invitation.”

“How could…”

“Then remember, I have to go back to the Sword Pavilion. Otherwise, Mr. Liu will have to curse again…”

“Yes.” Ye Anping nodded, “Mr. Liu, his real name is Liu Dazhu.”

“Huh? This name…”

“He also thinks his name is vulgar, so he usually doesn’t tell others.”

Bai Yuexin was stunned for a moment, then understood and showed a bad smile:

“Hee… Ok! I remember.”

She hesitated for a while, hugged Ye Anping from the front, leaned into his ear, and said formally:

“Anping, congratulations on forming a nascent soul.”

“Thanks…”

Then, Bai Yuexin looked at the position of the bright moon in the sky, and quickly called out the flying sword and stepped on it. As if rushing home to collect her clothes, she quickly left in the direction of the Sword Pavilion, the head of the Xuanxing Sect.

After Ye Anping watched her go, he saw many pedestrians around him looking at him. He immediately used magic to restrain his aura, escaped from the busy streets and came to a forest outside the market.

Ye Anping took out the sword Bai Yuexin gave him from its scabbard again, then took out one. He put it in his storage bag and took out the Snow Spirit Sword, crossing the two swords against each other.

“Shout–!”

With a loud shout, Ye Anping shook his hands and wrists slightly.

A burst of icy blue spiritual energy exploded instantly, shattering several trees around it.

However, after the spiritual energy completely dissipated, Bai Yuexin’s spiritual sword showed no signs of breaking although it was covered in black ice and frost.

Although the foundation and aura were not as good as the Sword Anscestor Tianmi, in terms of toughness and sharpness alone, this nameless spiritual sword was not inferior by much.

He didn’t know what Bai Yuexin got from Mr. Liu’s treasure house…

But in terms of sword-making technology, this was definitely the first-class level in the four realms.

She had only been learning sword-making from Mr. Liu for a few years…

As the saying goes, gold always shines.

Ye Anping didn’t know that Bai Yuexin was so talented in sword making, and even he was slow to learn the physical therapy technique of using spiritual needles.

“This is really unexpected…”

If it hadn’t been for Si Xuanji’s suggestion, Bai Yuexin probably wouldn’t have been able to discover her talent in this life, right?

Ye Anping couldn’t help but look up at the stars and the moon, and looked for the location of the inverse star that Si Xuanji had told him before, only to find that not far from his “Reverse Star”, a weak star point was particularly bright at the moment, emitting a flash of bright white silver light.

He knew nothing about acting stars, nor did he know the name of the star.

But his intuition told him that it was probably Bai Yuexin’s destiny.

“Let’s just call this sword ‘Bai Yue’.”

Ye Anping shrugged, put the spirit sword back into the storage bag, then stepped on the flying sword and sped away in the direction of Xuanxing Sect’s Heavenly Cloud Peak.

It was now night time, and there were no traces of Xuanxing Sect disciples on the Heavenly Cloud Peak. Most of them were resting or meditating in the Spirit Gathering Formation.

However, when he landed in front of the triple courtyard building where he and Xiao Yunluo lived, he was about to push the door open and go in.

“Boy Ye, are you back?”

The old voice came from behind, and Mr. Qi lowered his sword from the sky with his hands behind his back and landed behind him, with a peaceful face and eyes looking up and down at Ye Anping’s clothes.

Ye Anping was stunned for a moment. He didn’t know why Mr. Qi came to him, so he immediately raised his hands and saluted:

“Disciple has met Mr. Qi.”

“Come on, come into the house. I have to have a good chat with you!”

“Well…”

Ye Anping had no reason to refuse, so he quickly used the token to open the restriction on the triple courtyard and led Mr. Qi into the courtyard.

The courtyard was dimly lit, and the doors and windows of each room were closed. It looked like Xiao Yunluo might not be there.

Ye Anping lit the spiritual stone lamp in the courtyard, brought out some cakes and tea, and invited Mr. Qi to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard. He was a little curious as to why Mr. Qi came to see him.

However, the next moment, Mr. Qi lifted up his cloud sleeves, took out a wooden basin from the storage bag, prepared a basin of hot water with water stone and fire spells, placed it in front of him, and squatted down:

“Come on… Wash your feet!”

?

Ye Anping was so shocked that his eyes bulged out, and he even thought he was hallucinating.

“Ah?! Mr. Qi, what are you doing?”

“Alas…” Mr. Qi sighed with a smile and simply grabbed Ye Anping’s shoes, helped him take them off, and put them into the wooden basin, “Some time ago, that girl Feng Yudie came back and ran to me. Tell me that you successfully formed a nascent soul and give me a bad smile.”

“…”

“Back then, I made a bet with that girl. If you can successfully form a nascent soul, I will wash your feet myself. Isn’t this… I’m here, hehe…”

“No, no, no…” Ye Anping waved his hands quickly and pulled his feet out of the basin in protest, “Why should Mr. Qi take this joke seriously?”

“A gentleman’s words are hard to follow. Keep what you say…” Mr. Qi frowned, grabbed his feet, and pulled them into the tub, “Don’t move around, it’s not good to wash your feet… And you have little feet. It doesn’t stink, so leave it alone!”

“Hiss–”

Ye Anping breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but look embarrassed. He looked at Mr. Qi who was standing in front of him stiffly. Finally, he relaxed his body as if giving up and let his big wrinkled hands caress his youthful feet.

Mr. Qi seemed to enjoy it, with a smile on his face:

“You are the first person in these thousands of years to allow me to wash my feet with my own hands.”

Ye Anping didn’t know what kind of expression he should show and said:

“This junior is flattered…”

“Haha… I’m surprised then.” Mr. Qi smiled and said, “I didn’t expect you to let Zu Yuan give you the spiritual root. I’m curious, how did you convince him?”

“It doesn’t count as persuasion. The junior has thought of many ways, but none of them have worked. I can only say that the ancestor had some affinity with the junior and gave him a great opportunity…”

“You are being humble… Zu Yuan and Immortal Danyue have always been difficult to deal with. You are also a disciple of the Xuanxing Sect. I don’t believe that he can give you opportunities based on his sight.”

“Uh… There may be some secrets.”

“Is it inconvenient to tell me?”

“…inconvenient.”

“Then I won’t ask anymore.” Mr. Qi shook his head and said, “When I talked about you with the sect master before, the sect master said that she would promise me to meet you after you become Nascent Soul. Otherwise…”

Ye Anping’s face was full of embarrassment, and he thought of Si Xuanji who was moaning under him a few days ago, and replied:

“Well, let’s wait until the junior comes back from the Hundred Lotus Sect. The junior also needs to prepare.”

“Okay, come find me when the time comes. I will take you to the Star Pavilion to meet Immortal Danyue. Immortal Danyue is your… aunt, right? You and Xiao girl are about the same…”

Ye Anping looked away and nodded: “Well…”

“Pei girl and the others also returned to the Hundred Lotus Sect a few days ago. Regarding your wedding, remember to send me an invitation. I will definitely come.”

“Good…”

“But speaking of Feng Yatou…” Mr. Qi lowered his eyes and sighed. He didn’t know what he thought of, with a slightly sad look on his face. Then he looked up at Ye Anping, “You know about her master Taixu? How much?”

“Uh… We all know it. Why is Mr. Qi asking this?”

“I’ll beat you up.” Mr. Qi raised his eyebrows, took out a handkerchief from his storage bag, wiped Ye Anping’s feet, and shook off the water from his hands, “To be honest, I would have blamed him for what happened to Tai Xuzi back then. If it weren’t because it was me who asked her to go to Yuxu Mountain, she wouldn’t have met Yun Tianchong—sigh…”

Ye Anping blinked and understood that Mr. Qi probably thought that he had something to do with Feng Yudie, and immediately replied:

“Mr. Qi, Senior Sister Feng, and I are not…”

“Ha.” Mr. Qi laughed, stood up, shook off his cloud sleeves, and stood with his hands behind his back, “Okay… I’ve said all that needs to be said. Go to the Hundred Lotus Sect at sunrise. I’ll be staying soon, I still have to approve today’s test papers for those bastards.”

“Yes…”

Ye Anping bowed his hands in salute, and after watching Mr. Qi leave with his sword, he lowered his head and looked at his feet on the boots, and suddenly felt mixed feelings in his heart.

Feng Yudie has already gone to the Hundred Lotus Sect…

There’s no way to hide it now.

“Sigh…”

Ye Anping sighed softly, then returned to his room, took out more than twenty blank jade slips, put his mind to it, and wrote the invitation for his dual cultivation ceremony.

“Senior Sister Bai, Xuanji, Mr. Qi, Aunt Qiu, Elder Lei, Elder Qin… Longling, Yiyi, the three sisters, and Sect Master Yun… As for Commander Xu and Xi Yue, they are too far away… One letter after another, just write.”

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