Turning My Junior Sister into a Mary Sue In Xianxia Yuri World

Whoosh…

A gust of wind carried the crimson snow, leaving only the sound of rushing wind in the air.

The purple sleeves fluttered in the wind as their owner, pierced by three spirit swords, lay on the ground, his spirit already dispersed. Yet his eyes remained bright, glaring at the girl in front of him, lying on the ground with a bamboo hat covering her head.

In the game, Zi Tiancheng was the second-to-last boss of the Chi Dragon Mansion dungeon, once holding the clearing team at bay for a full half month.

He wasn’t like Wu Yue, a ghost cultivator, or Zuo Min, a Gu cultivator, with any obvious weaknesses. He simply had extremely high stats, making the requirements for players in terms of equipment, coordination, and command among the highest of the five bosses.

Ye Anping took three deep breaths, gradually releasing his tight grip on the sword handle, and looked around.

The streets were littered with limbs and corpses of immortal cultivators.

It seemed that just now, there were at least twenty Chi Dragon Mansion guards assisting, but not a single one survived Zi Tiancheng’s onslaught.

Huff…

Ye Anping closed his eyes, mourning silently for three seconds, showing respect for these mansion guards. Then he walked to Feng Yudie and squatted down, using his fingers to touch the spot where she was about to sprout a bruise.

Feng Yudie winced in pain, taking a sharp intake of breath.

“Ah–”

Xiaotian flew in front of Ye Anping, it face full of anger as it pointed at his nose, scolding, 『Ye lad!! Is this what you said Yudie could handle? This demonic cultivator is so powerful, even the Immortal Emperor Dragon Body had some trouble dealing with him. Yet you let her face him alone! Do you know how dangerous it was just now? If you had arrived just a little later, she would have been doomed?!』

Ye Anping understood this criticism. He also didn’t have the confidence to ensure that all members would emerge unscathed from dealing with the Chi Dragon Mansion incident, and the situation just now was indeed quite perilous.

However, in terms of results, it had far exceeded his expectations.

Before coming, Ye Anping had set himself a mental expectation – after Feng Yudie killed Zi Tiancheng, would she gain a few bruises?

Because afterwards, Feng Yudie still had to deal with Li Feng, so having one to four bruises would be an acceptable range.

Anyway, at most four bruises. If there were more, then only he, Junior Sister, and Liangzhu would have to deal with Li Feng later, halving their chances of success.

Now, Feng Yudie only had one bruise, which was already a great stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

“…”

After scolding Ye Anping, Xiaotian’s demeanor changed. It crossed it arms and looked up, saying, 『Ye lad, I won’t forgive you! Unless… you properly compensate Yudie. When she’s recovering, you have to take care of her meticulously, do you understand? Hmph~』

?

Ye Anping was speechless. After checking Feng Yudie’s injuries and finding that they hadn’t affected her bones or meridians, he reached out to her.

“Fortunately, I avoided vital areas.”

Feng Yudie gave him a disdainful look, hesitated for a moment, then placed her right hand on Ye Anping’s hand, using it to stand up from the ground. She glanced at Zi Tiancheng, who was kneeling with his head down, then turned to Ye Anping with a resentful expression.

“Ah— You said he was easy to deal with earlier. Is this what you call easy to deal with?!” she complained.

“I never said he was easy to deal with,” Ye Anping shrugged slightly, a hint of amusement in his eyes as he explained, “I said you could handle him, and you lived up to my expectations by holding out until we arrived.”

However, Feng Yudie was dissatisfied with his explanation, turning her head away and grumbling, “Hmph! If we had been a moment later just now, my neck would have been slit by this guy!!”

“…”

Seeing her reaction, Ye Anping immediately guessed what she wanted to do. He shook his head, waved his hand, and then picked up the Storage bag hanging from Zi Tiancheng’s waist and the purple spirit longsword lying beside him.

Gripping the sword in reverse, he extended it towards Feng Yudie, saying, “This spirit sword is yours, and the Storage bag is mine. Is that acceptable?”

“Um…” Feng Yudie glanced at the sword in his hand, then turned her head away again, “Hmph!!”

Seeing her like this, Ye Anping couldn’t help but feel amused and exasperated. Despite having a large sword wound penetrating his left shoulder, he still had to negotiate with her.

Normally, he would argue based on reason and haggle with Feng Yudie a bit.

But this time, Feng Yudie deserved at least ninety percent of the credit for killing Zi Tiancheng.

If it weren’t for Feng Yudie exhausting so much of Zi Tiancheng’s spiritual energy, he and his Junior Sister would have been injured to some extent when they arrived.

Seeing that his Junior Sister was unharmed…

“Alright, I’ll only take fifty thousand spirit stones, and the rest is yours.”

“Um…” Feng Yudie pondered for a moment and asked, “How many spirit stones are in there altogether?”

Ye Anping weighed the Storage bag of Zi Tiancheng and replied, “Quite a few. There should also be some pills inside. You can take them back to Profound Star Sect to exchange for a lot of spirit stones.”

Hearing this, Feng Yudie’s angry face instantly turned into a smile.

“Hehe~ Deal!”

However, Xiaotian, who was floating beside them, looked depressed.

What could it say?

Yudies is young and ignorant, when she grew old and looking back to the past, the only thing she could do is to shed tears in regret?

It felt like if this continued, its Yudie would never be paired with Ye Anping.

『Sigh~ My lovely Yudie, when will you try to seduce Ye Lad?』

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Feng Yudie glanced at Xiaotian strangely but didn’t say anything. She was used to Xiaotian trying to push her towards Ye Anping, but frankly speaking, that was impossible.

— I am devoted to Junior Sister Pei!

Feng Yudie thought to herself.

After Ye Anping took his share of spirit stones and handed the Storage bag and spirit sword to Feng Yudie, she asked, “Young Master Ye, what do we do next?”

“We’re going to help Zhuang Hu. He should still be ‘dancing’ with Wu Chengzhou,” Ye Anping replied.

“Dancing? What does that mean?” Feng Yudie asked.

“Just like what it sounds like,” Ye Anping said. He glanced at the snow lotus in the sky, then reached out to adjust Feng Yudie’s tilted bamboo hat, glancing at her new bruise. “Can you run?”

“Of course!” Feng Yudie patted the bruise she was born with and said, “The bleeding has stopped. I recover quickly; it just hurts a bit now.”

However, as she said this, Feng Yudie took a step forward but suddenly turned pale, her legs giving way, and she collapsed.

Seeing this, Ye Anping reached out to catch her, then looked at the pool of blood on the ground. Feng Yudie had the bloodline of an Immortal Emperor, so her injuries healed quickly, but her lost blood and expended spiritual energy didn’t recover so quickly. She seemed to be anemic.

“I’ll carry you. Rest properly for now. We still have to deal with Li F—”

Boom!

Before Ye Anping could finish his sentence, there was a loud noise beside him, and a blast of cold air filled the area. Blood mist scattered as a basin of blood splashed onto Feng Yudie.

Feng Yudie was stunned for a moment, wiping the blood and internal organ fragments from her face, then turned to look at Zi Tiancheng’s corpse. What was once intact now only had a pair of legs kneeling on the ground, while the upper body had been blown into minced meat.

And the instigator of all this was Pei Lengxue, who was now emitting icy blue spiritual energy and covered in frost.

“Glug—”

Feng Yudie swallowed nervously. Although she found Pei Lengxue quite cool and heroic at the moment, she also felt a bit scared of her.

Ye Anping was also dumbfounded and asked, “Junior Sister?”

Seeing Ye Anping’s gaze, Pei Lengxue put down the spirit sword in her hand, licked her lips, hesitated for a moment, then replied, “Husband, you taught me to make sure the job is done…right?”

“…”

Ye Anping was momentarily speechless. Zi Tiancheng was a sword cultivator, not like Gu or ghost cultivators with all sorts of messy survival skills, but it was indeed a good habit to make sure the job was done properly.

Although…

Ye Anping sighed as he looked at the exploded Zi Tiancheng.

“Junior Sister, when you finish the job, try not to blow up the body. Some cultivators’ bones and blood carry potent toxins. Incinerating them with fire talismans is the best method, as it sterilizes and detoxifies at high temperatures.”

“Oh.” Pei Lengxue pouted and said, “Husband, let me carry her.”

Feng Yudie quickly nodded, “Yes, yes! Thank you, Junior Sister Pei! Junior Sister Pei is indeed the best to me.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Anping’s eyes instantly turned fierce, as if he was about to kill someone.

Seeing this, Feng Yudie paused and quickly said in a low voice, “Young Master Ye, I— I’m an injured person.”

After a moment of silence, Ye Anping realized he didn’t have time to mess around with this girl here. Dealing with Zhuang Hu took top priority.

“…Forget it, Junior Sister, you carry her, let’s go.”

“Um…” Feng Yudie’s neck shrank. “…Carry?”

Tn: Yudie is lucky that Ye Anping is nearby, otherwise, Xiaotian would need to find another person to hold the Heavenly Dao Scripture