The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

Such immoral behavior among the demonic cultivators was not a rare sight.

Moreover, judging from the revealing dress of the female cultivator, she was most likely a disciple of the Hedonistic Sect. Practicing dual cultivation with a man in the street was considered light. If the demonic cultivators below asked to join, the female cultivator would probably agree immediately.

Ye Anping had expected this and was not surprised, but Feng Yu Die, who was pulling his sleeve, was obviously shocked.

Feng Yu Die was wearing a mask, so Ye Anping could not see her expression now, but he could roughly imagine it.

After taking her a few steps further, Ye Anping said, "Don't think too much and don't try to understand. Demonic cultivators are like this, not to mention that the woman is a cultivator of the Hedonistic Sect."

"Oh..."

Feng Yu Die raised her head to look at Ye Anping. Suddenly, she felt inexplicably nervous. She looked back at the two people on the second floor of the wine shop and couldn't help asking, "So, Master Ye..."

"Hmm?"

"Did you practice dual cultivation with Sister Pei and Sister Xiao in the same way before?"

"..."

Ye Anping didn't expect her to ask this question at all. He simply pretended not to hear it and continued to scan the various shops on both sides of the street, looking for a good place to get information.

However, after only ten steps, the onlookers below the wine shop suddenly started to talk:

"Hey? Why did you stop?! I haven't seen enough! Keep going~"

"Can you let me try your female companion?"

…

Ye Anping stopped in his tracks when he heard that. He lifted his bamboo hat slightly, turned around, and glanced at the demonic cultivation couple. Although the female cultivator didn't wear any clothes, her expression was a little serious at this moment, and she didn't have the seductive aura from before. Moreover, her gaze was fixed on him and Feng Yu Die.

Ye Anping narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing something amiss. He immediately released his spiritual sense and heard the whispers between the demonic cultivator couple.

"Darling, why don't you move? Cooperate with me... What are you looking at?"

"Honey, pull it out first, I feel something is wrong. Look at those two people wearing bamboo hats. Is that woman an immortal cultivator?"

"Well... which one?"

"Those two!"

The demonic cultivator slightly raised his buttocks and looked in the direction of the woman's finger. When his eyes fell on Feng Yu Die beside Ye Anping, he frowned. "Hiss– Darling, you're right, there is no demonic aura on that person..."

Muttering, the demonic cultivator immediately pointed at Ye Anping, shouting. "Hey!! Those two wearing bamboo hats... You are really brave, daring to sneak in..."

Hearing this, Ye Anping's deep purple eyes under the mask showed a little irritation, realizing that Feng Yu Die was exposed.

As for how she was exposed? He had no idea.

The demonic cultivator couple on the second floor of the wine shop were only in the late stage of the Foundation Building.

The masks he and Feng Yu Die were wearing could hide their auras, and they were also high-quality magic items. For safety reasons, he also hung the jade pendant given by Si Xuanji on Feng Yu Die's belt.

Despite making such preparations, Feng Yu Die was still exposed that she was not a demonic cultivator.

But now, how those two people saw it was no longer important.

Since they had been exposed, what he needed to do now was to minimize the situation as much as possible. If the demonic cultivator Elders in Song Dragon Town were attracted here, then he and Feng Yu Die would have no choice but to fight their way out.

Ye Anping immediately moved his hand to the "left hand" behind his back, then used a small dagger hidden in his sleeve to make a small cut on the back of Gu Mingxin's hand, squeezing out two drops of blood.

Then, he let Gu Mingxin's blood essence mix into his Nascent Soul spiritual energy and spread around his body.

Gu Mingxin's blood was originally purely demonic, and among demonic cultivators, the thicker the demonic aura of a cultivator, the deeper the foundation of that person was.

After Ye Anping used this method, all the demonic cultivators around him and Feng Yu Die shut their mouths in an instant. Several small demonic cultivators who were only in the Qi Refining stage, could not withstand the pressure of his Nascent Soul and this extremely rich blood essence, so they directly knelt down.

Ye Anping narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up at the demonic cultivator who was pointing at him, and muttered in a hoarse voice. "Hmm?"

With just one word, the demonic cultivator man's face instantly turned pale, and the woman in front of him was so scared that her legs went limp and she had to lean against the railing.

They both understood that they had just done something stupid.

The demonic cultivator couple swallowed their saliva, and then hurriedly tumbled down from the second floor of the wine shop, putting their clothes back on. They quickly walked over to Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die and dropped to their knees to beg for mercy. "I was blind and did not recognize your identity, disturbing your peace... Please... Please forgive me!!!"

The man bumped his head in front of Ye Anping's shoes. The woman from the Hedonistic Sect also cowered beside him and hurried to explain. "Master... Master, I am willing to pay for this rude act with my own body... I only ask you to spare our lives, and we will serve you like slaves..."

"..."

Ye Anping's dark purple eyes were extremely ruthless, as if he was looking at two ants.

Because he was now pretending to be a demonic cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, according to the mindset of a demonic cultivator, he should have cut the two people in half right now.

But just as he was about to do so, he saw the tattoo on the back of the demonic cultivator's neck.

It was a green ghost face with four fangs. If Ye Anping remembered correctly, it should be the clan seal of the Ghost Spirit Sect's Great Elder Kong Xiangmo.

In other words, this little demonic cultivator should be a member of the Ghost Spirit Sect's Kong clan.

Ye Anping lowered his voice and narrowed his eyes. "Ghost Spirit Sect's Kong clan?"

"Your Excellency, I am indeed a member of the Kong clan..."

"Then..." Ye Anping raised his head slightly, squinting. "Raise your hand."

"...Yes."

Although the man was a little confused, he hurriedly did as he was told and raised his hand.

In the next moment, Ye Anping raised his sword finger slightly, and a silver light passed the three fingers of the man's right hand. Blood sprayed everywhere, and the fingers suddenly rolled down.

Although he was startled, the man gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain of the severed fingers, nodding. "Thank you very much, Your Excellency."

"I don't like being pointed at. This time, for the sake of the Ghost Spirit Sect's Great Elder, I will spare you."

With this sentence, Ye Anping restrained his Nascent Soul spiritual energy, pulled his bamboo hat, and turned away. When his eyes fell on Feng Yu Die beside him, he lowered his voice and said, "Let's go."

Feng Yu Die froze for a moment, then understood Ye Anping's hint. She lowered her head and replied, "...Yes, Master."

"..."

Ye Anping involuntarily winced but didn't say anything else. He led Feng Yu Die, continuing to walk along the street.

The demonic cultivators on both sides of the street made way for the two of them. After watching them turn at the intersection ahead, they all breathed a sigh of relief and began to discuss among themselves.

"What sect is that Nascent Soul masked cultivator from? That kind of demonic spirit, I have lived for so many years, but this is the first time I have seen such a person... Is there such a person in the Eastern Region?"

"I guess he must be an Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, right? I think he is a sword cultivator. As for the woman next to him, she is only in the middle stage of the Foundation Building. She should be a human furnace or something that was caught from the immortals... Hey, forget it, forget it, let's go and have a drink."

...

After walking out of the street, Ye Anping did not dare to let his guard down. With Gu Mingxin's blood attached to his body, he scanned the demonic cultivators passing by.

Seeing that he seemed to have deceived the people around and there was no problem, he was slightly relieved. He glanced at Feng Yu Die, who was holding both hands over her belly, pretending to be a maid, and asked her, "Did your spiritual energy leak out just now?" 

Feng Yu Die lowered her head and glanced around. Then, she shook her head slightly before answering in a low voice, "No, I have been suppressing it." 

Ye Anping confirmed it. "Are you sure? Those two people are only in the late stage of Foundation Building. If you suppressed your spiritual energy, how did they see through it?" 

Feng Yu Die shook her head, indicating that she didn't know, and repeated, "Young Master Ye, I am sure that I have suppressed it. I've never withdrawn the concealing spell." 

"..." 

Xiao Tian, who was sitting on Feng Yu Die's shoulder, waved her hand and explained too. "Anping, Yu Die really suppressed her spiritual energy. I have been watching her... Those two people probably didn't see it either, but just had a vague feeling..." 

Hearing Xiao Tian, Ye Anping lowered his head and thought. This matter was probably not Feng Yu Die's fault.

In the game, when Feng Yu Die and Xiao Yunluo sneaked into the Eastern Region, they were often exposed as immortals. They basically had to kill their way through every place they went.

He originally thought that it was their personalities in the game– one was careless and the other was easily distracted, that led to their exposure, but now it seemed that there might be another reason.

Ye Anping guessed that it was probably Feng Yu Die's heavenly aura, coupled with her Spring Phase energy, that made her look like a lotus flower that emerged from the mud without being stained even if she restrained her aura when she stood among demonic cultivators.

It seemed that the mask he specially prepared for her and the jade pendant given by Si Xuanji were not as useful as he expected.

However, when Ye Anping wrote the plan before, he thought of this possibility and prepared a backup method.

Although he really didn't want to use this method...

Ye Anping looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them. He took out a spiked collar from his storage bag and threw it into Feng Yu Die's hand.

"Put this on."

"..."

Both Xiao Tian and Feng Yu Die were stunned when they saw Ye Anping throwing her a collar that looked like it was for a spirit pet.

Ye Anping glanced at them and explained, "Since late-stage Foundation Building cultivators can see through your identity as an immortal cultivator, then if we meet Elders or Core Formation, or Nascent Soul demonic cultivators later, they will naturally be able to see through your identity as well."

"..."

"If you can't hide it, then don't hide it. The jade pendant you wear can conceal your cultivation level. You will pretend to be my maid from now on. As for your identity... you are a disciple of the Jade Girl Sect that I captured in the Southern Region."

"Oh..."

Feng Yu Die didn't say much. She lifted her bamboo hat and put the collar given by Ye Anping on her neck.

"Done!"

Ye Anping turned his head and looked at her. He felt a little strange but didn't say anything. Looking around, he saw a well-decorated restaurant not far ahead and led Feng Yu Die there. "Anyway, let's find a place to get information first."

… … 

Beyond the gate with the "Red Rock Pavilion" sign hanging, the smell of alcohol filled the air. The demonic cultivators who drank together enjoyed the warmth of their companions' breasts as they drank in the hall, kneading and squeezing them.

Those familiar with this place knew it was a place for providing alcoholic beverages, and those who didn't know it thought it was a red house.

Behind the counter, a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties tapped the abacus in front of him, looking shifty and sly as he looked back and forth between the guests on the first floor of the lobby.

The next moment, a gust of cold wind blew in from the entrance of the inn.

In the hall that was originally filled with wine and moaning, all the demonic cultivators felt an unprecedented pressure and instantly fell silent while looking toward the door.

A man and a woman wearing bamboo hats and silver masks stepped over the threshold of the inn.

The demonic spirit of the man was so strong that those Qi Refining and Foundation Building cultivators felt as if a knife was placed at their throats just by looking at him, and they could hardly breathe.

Ye Anping glanced at the demonic cultivators in the hall, walked straight to the counter, and took out some spirit stones from his storage bag.

However, just as he was about to open his mouth, footsteps suddenly sounded from behind him.

Ye Anping paused, glanced sideways behind him, and saw a cultivator with an androgynous figure and a paper fan in his hand striding over the threshold and coming to his side.

The man looked back and forth at his and Feng Yu Die’s masks, then put away the folding fan, and cupped his hands with a smile. "...I am here to apologize."

— Kong Huayuan, the son of Ghost Spirit Sect's Grand Elder Kong Xiangmo, early Nascent Soul stage.

The moment Ye Anping saw his face, he found his identity in his memory. He gave a small frown. "What do you want to apologize for?"

"Earlier, one of my disciples disturbed your peace in the street, so..."

Smiling, Kong Huayuan waved his sleeves, and a bloody head hit the counter, rolled twice, and stared at Ye Anping.

The owner of this head was the late Foundation Building demonic cultivator who had practiced dual cultivation in the street on the second floor of the wine shop.

Seeing the head, Feng Yu Die became alert, and her little hand hidden in the cloud sleeve made a sword seal, ready to fight.

Ye Anping saw this and quickly put his hands behind his back to signal her not to act rashly. He sneered.

"Heh..."

Kong Huayuan's eyes lingered on the collar on Feng Yu Die's neck for a moment, and he smiled too. "I would like to invite you to have a drink with me. I wonder if it is convenient for you now?"

Ye Anping smiled and agreed. "...How can I refuse the invitation of Master Kong of the Ghost Spirit Sect?"

"Hehe, then please."

Kong Huayuan waved his hand, threw a bag of spirit stones from the storage bag, and then walked toward the stairs, leading the way.

Ye Anping exhaled slightly. He signaled Feng Yu Die with his eyes to play along before following Kong Huayuan up the stairs to the second floor.

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