Bang bang—
Two knocks sounded on the door.
Yun Yiyi, who was still in a reverie, came to her senses and subconsciously hid the golden sword behind her back. She tidied her hair and said softly, "Come in."
It was Yun Tianchong who entered. He was wearing a long robe with golden threads, but although he was dressed elegantly, he had a bitter face. Seeing that his eldest daughter was still helping him with his plans, he felt inexplicably guilty.
Previously, he had not taken good care of Yun Yiyi and her sisters. Just as he was about to make up for it, Yun Jiujiu got into trouble.
"Sigh..."
After sighing bitterly, Yun Tianchong walked to the table and sat down. He took out a piece of red silk from his sleeve and put it on the corner of the table. "Yiyi, here."
A little confused, Yun Yiyi walked forward to pick up the silk cloth and unfurled it to take a look. She saw her date of birth embroidered on the top and the seal of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect leader printed on the bottom.
When the young heir of a sect married someone, they had to go through six rituals.
The Engagement Letter written by her father himself was one of them. It could be regarded as a gift. Only after Yun Tianchong had stamped the Engagement Letter, could she and Ye Anping get married officially. Otherwise, it would be considered as elopement.
But the truth was that...
"Engagement letter? Even without this, I would still marry Anping."
"That's different." Yun Tianchong raised his head slightly. "Without this, he can't be included in the Yun family tree."
Yun Yiyi narrowed her eyes and replied disdainfully, "Would you dare not let Anping enter the Yun family tree? Aren't you afraid that Grandpa Yun will give you a spanking?"
Yun Tianchong paused for a moment. Then, he let out a sigh, took Yun Yiyi's hand, and pulled her in front of him, gently holding her shoulders. "Yiyi, what I mean is that you should go back to Sword Sect now. There is no need to follow me. I might not be able to come back this time..."
"We haven't even reached Heavenly Sorrow City yet, and you're already scared."
"You think I'm afraid of that Gong guy? What I am afraid of is that something will happen to you. Jiujiu has already... If something happens to you too, how would I explain it to your grandfather? How can I explain to that kid Ye Anping?"
"..."
With a regretful look, Yun Tianchong glanced at the map sent by Ye Anping and sighed. "I know my own limitations. Even if the Sword Sect puts its best efforts into it, it is almost impossible to take over Heavenly Sorrow City in seven days. Once the war starts, I probably won't be able to protect myself, so how will I have the power to protect you?"
"I don't need your protection."
Listening to her father's words, Yun Yiyi hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to tell him about Ye Anping's situation in Heavenly Sorrow City, but finally decided not to.
She just took out the golden short sword hidden behind her.
"Dad, the news sent back by the disciples of the Sword Sect from Heavenly Sorrow City just arrived."
"Oh?"
Yun Tianchong took the sword, and seeing that it was a secret report, he used his spiritual sense to check it out.
Yun Yiyi held her chin and looked at her father's reaction curiously, wondering if he would realize that it was Ye Anping.
Just as she guessed, two breaths later, Yun Tianchong's pupils shrank, and in a rage, he instantly crushed the golden short sword into dust that dissipated.
Yun Tianchong's reaction was almost exactly the same as Yun Yiyi's; when he imagined what happened to his Jiujiu, his heart ached and he raised his hand to cover his chest.
"Damn it!! This Liang guy... actually took Jiujiu..."
This Liang guy has already taken your Yiyi...
Yun Yiyi wanted to add this sentence for some reason, but she didn't say it.
However, after her father mentioned this for the second time, she suddenly realized a big problem.
The intelligence said that Jiujiu became the furnace of the new Elder Liang.
Ye Anping became an "Elder" in Heavenly Sorrow City, so he must have made a big contribution or been favored by the city lord. Therefore, he must have been repeatedly tested.
Under this premise, how could Ye Anping make the demonic cultivators believe that her second sister had become his furnace?
Acting?
However, she knew her second sister's acting skills very well. It was basically impossible for Yun Jiujiu to deceive the demonic cultivators with her acting skills alone.
In other words, it was very likely that the fake play became real...
Yun Yiyi frowned as she thought about it. Of course, she could understand the reason for the "fake play becoming real". After all, in that situation, this was the best way to save Yun Jiujiu.
But... what if her husband became her brother-in-law?
Would she have to serve Anping with Jiujiu in the future?
Yun Yiyi shook her head and didn't want to think about it anymore. She would wait until the matter was over, then talk to Jiujiu alone. If it really didn't work...
"Forget it... Dad, I will stay behind at that time, you don't have to worry about me. If the situation is not right, I will take the remaining Sword Sect disciples back to Seven Star Pass."
"Ah..." Yun Tianchong came to his senses and retorted. "Yiyi, you should go back to Seven Star Pass now..."
Yun Yiyi turned around, went to make tea, and replied in a calm voice, "The Sword Sect disciples are now very motivated, and they all want to avenge Jiujiu. If I leave now, when the fighting spirit is high, it will only pour cold water on them and cause confusion. If the disciples knew this was a trip with no return, it would be chaotic."
"But..."
Yun Yiyi interrupted bluntly. "Don't worry. Even if you are gone, I will be fine. And if there is a chance, Anping will come to save me."
Hearing this, Yun Tianchong felt that his daughter had become Ye Anping's love slave, so he stopped trying to persuade her and just told her, "Then, Yiyi, you will stay five hundred miles away from Heavenly Sorrow City. I will leave you a flying boat and thirty Core Formation-stage disciples. If something goes wrong, leave immediately. You have to listen to Dad on this matter."
"...Okay."
...
At dusk, the streets were crowded with people, and the demonic cultivators, men and women, strolled around arm in arm, and there were wine and sex parties everywhere.
Ye Anping, wearing a black robe, strode in the middle of the street with Yun Jiujiu and Feng Yu Die, pretending to be an idle demonic cultivator who was about to go to the Red Pavilion to listen to music.
Feng Yu Die wore a mask as usual, holding Ye Anping's right hand and walking at his side, while Yun Jiujiu was also dressed up like a pampered girl, with a collar around her neck, connected to Ye Anping's left hand with a chain.
The three of them looked like a young couple walking their dog.
The three people's eyes clearly revealed hostility.
The moment he saw them, Xiao Tian flew out of his head, pointed at the three people, and hurriedly shouted as if she was stealing the credit, "Anping, those three are immortal cultivators..."
Hearing Xiao Tian's words, Ye Anping confirmed that these three people were most likely disciples of the Sword Sect. He immediately stopped and stretched out his hand to stop Gong Yimo.
Gong Yimo was a little confused and asked, "Eh? Master Liang, what happened?"
"..."
Ye Anping said nothing and took out his sword from the storage bag. He raised it, pointed it at the three immortal cultivators who were stained with demonic energy by some unknown method, and said, "It seems that the disciples guarding the gate of the city fell asleep."
The three Sword Sect disciples mixed in the crowd saw Ye Anping pointing his sword at them, and they were also shocked, but they did not stay there to surrender.
Crash—
One of them kicked the table, sending it toward Ye Anping and Gong Yimo.
Ye Anping frowned slightly, pushed Gong Yimo behind him, and cut the flying table with a slash. However, behind the table was an angry female cultivator, glaring as if she wanted to tear out his flesh and bones.
Swish—
A golden spiritual light arc swung straight toward Ye Anping's neck, but he easily blocked it with his sword.
"Quick! Senior Brother!!"
The female cultivator shouted as she blocked Ye Anping's right hand holding the sword and pressed forward, trying to restrict his movements with all her strength.
The other person took advantage of the situation and came directly between the chain held in his left hand and Yun Jiujiu, raised his sword, and struck the iron chain.
Ding——
Sparks flew.
The fine iron chain collapsed instantly.
"Second Miss! Quick!"
The man who cut off the iron chain immediately grabbed Yun Jiujiu's arm and wanted to drag her to escape toward the city gate.
However, Yun Jiujiu's mind stopped turning, and she froze on the spot, at a loss.
And because of this, the Sword Sect disciple who found that he couldn't pull her away was also stunned.
"Second Miss?"
"..."
It took only three breaths for Ye Anping to kick the female cultivator in the abdomen, and then hit her neck with the hilt of the sword. With just one blow, her eyes rolled up, and she fell in front of him.
Feng Yu Die saw Ye Anping's action and came to her senses. She summoned her sword, and with a flash, she directly tackled the disciple who had cut the chains.
The third person was originally preparing to attack from another direction, but seeing that his fellow disciples were captured so easily, he quickly turned around and tried to escape.
If he had charged over, Ye Anping could guarantee his life, but if he ran, he would die.
"Tsk..." Gong Yimo, who was standing behind Ye Anping, watched the man prepare to escape and smiled. "Master Liang, leave the rest to..."
"Young Master Gong doesn't need to take action against such small fish." Ye Anping lifted the female cultivator's sword with his foot, and then gave Xiao Tian a look: Don't kill him.
Xiao Tian understood and grabbed the hilt. "Okay!!"
Then, Ye Anping raised his hand and struck the hilt of the sword.
The sword flew through the air like an arrow, chasing the fleeing Sword Sect disciple.
"Ah?!" The disciple looked back and hurriedly raised his sword to prepare for parrying, but Xiao Tian slightly turned the direction holding the hilt and pointed the tip of the sword at the place on the man's chest that didn't have a demonic aura.
Swish—
The man didn't understand why the sword turned around, and because of his hesitation, he was pierced through the chest and nailed to the street by the sword.
Gong Yimo raised his eyebrows slightly. "Master Liang's sword-controlling skills are amazing."
Ye Anping smiled complacently. "It's a pity that I didn't pierce his golden core directly, hehe..."
"But, speaking of that..."
Gong Yimo turned his head to look at Yun Jiujiu. He saw that she didn't choose to run away just now and frowned, but then he laughed. "...Master Liang has trained this little girl from the Sword Sect so well? She didn't even try to run away."
"Hehe... This little girl can't leave me now."
Ye Anping glanced at him and then walked to the Sword Sect disciple that Feng Yu Die was holding down. At this moment, he was looking at Yun Jiujiu in disbelief, gritting his teeth and shouting, "Second Miss!! You..."
Yun Jiujiu recognized that this person was her disciple from Sword Wine Peak, and slightly opened her mouth, but then Ye Anping directly hugged her waist and pulled her to the side, signaling her not to speak.
"Your Second Miss is now my property, hehe..."
"...You!! I..."
The Sword Sect disciple gritted his teeth and was about to curse when he heard Ye Anping call out. "Xiao Die (Little Butterfly)..."
Feng Yu Die quickly knocked him on the back of the neck, rendering him unconscious.
Ye Anping finally breathed a sigh of relief, released Yun Jiujiu's waist, and ordered.
"Xiao Die, take these three people back to the Blood Prison Mansion, I will interrogate them in person later."
"Yes..."
Then, he turned to look at Yun Jiujiu with an evil smile on his face. "Second Miss, you also go back to the mansion and wait for me..."
Yun Jiujiu gulped and nodded. "Yes... Lord Liang."
After arranging these things, Ye Anping looked at Gong Yimo again and bowed. "I'm sorry to scare Young Master Gong. Let's go to Heavenly Sorrow Pavilion first. I will deal with these three people later."
Gong Yimo shrugged, then nodded. "Please..."