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

Blood dripped from the severed end of Xue Xinghai’s left arm, but his expression remained calm, as if he had accepted his fate.

His gaze shifted back and forth between Yun Yiyi and Ye Anping.

He was quite familiar with Yun Yiyi, but Ye Anping, who stood beside her, was different.

Xue Xinghai stared at Ye Anping for a while and could faintly discern a maturity in him that belied his youthful appearance.

His gaze then shifted downward, and when he noticed the tassel jade pendant hanging from Ye Anping’s belt, a hint of fear crossed his face.

?!

Having forged weapons and crafted magical tools for centuries, Xue Xinghai had seen almost all the common magical tools in the world, but this was the first time he had encountered such a spiritually infused “Illusion Pendant.”

This pendant could likely allow a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to disguise themselves as a Qi Refining cultivator, making it nearly impossible for anyone to see through the disguise.

If the young man hadn’t openly worn the pendant on his belt, Xue Xinghai might never have discovered that he was concealing his cultivation level, or even that his appearance might not be genuine.

At the same time, Xue Xinghai was puzzled.

If the young man wanted to hide his cultivation, logically, he should have placed the pendant inside his robe or hidden it with a spell, rather than displaying it so conspicuously.

—Could it be that he doesn’t know the purpose of this pendant…?

Just as Xue Xinghai was pondering this question, he saw Ye Anping raise his hand expressionlessly, lightly waving his left hand in front of his belt.

The pendant was then tucked away into his sleeve.

?!

Did he do that on purpose to let me see?… Xue Xinghai’s eyes widened slightly, and his brows furrowed deeply.

He felt an overwhelming sense of frustration, as if the young man had completely seen through him.

Although the Immortal Binding Chain had restrained his limbs, to him, these bindings were insignificant.

Originally, he had planned to stall for time with Yun Yiyi, gathering his spiritual energy to break free from the dozens of Foundation Establishment disciples of the Shadowmoon Sword Sect who were holding him. But…

The young man’s deliberate act of letting him know he was hiding his cultivation was undoubtedly a warning, as if to say: you’d better not do anything foolish, or I can end you easily.

Xue Xinghai hesitated.

He couldn’t gauge the young man’s true cultivation level.

If Ye Anping really was a powerful wolf in disguise, breaking free from the Immortal Binding Chain might leave him with no chance of survival.

At that moment, several flying swords approached from the direction of the central peak.

Leading the group was a plump cultivator dressed in a golden robe, with two Shadowmoon Sword Sect disciples at the Core Formation stage following behind him.

After the three landed with their swords, Yun Yiyi immediately stepped forward, cupping her hands in a respectful salute:

“Greetings, Elder Zhuang.”

—The plump cultivator was named Zhuang Yan, a mid-stage Nascent Soul elder of the Shadowmoon Sword Sect.

Zhuang Yan glanced at Xue Xinghai, who was bound by the Immortal Binding Chain, then looked around at the surroundings.

His gaze swept over Yun Jiujiu, Yun Xi, and Ye Anping before he asked:

“So, Eldest Miss, is there any conclusion regarding the deaths of the twenty-seven inner disciples of the Shadowmoon Sword Sect?”

“Yes,” Yun Yiyi nodded. “Just now, Pavilion Master Xue admitted to killing the twenty-seven inner disciples. Everyone present heard it. We only need to take him to the Sect’s Sky Prison for interrogation.”

“That will suffice…” Zhuang Yan hesitated for a moment before asking, “Since your disciples of Yishui Peak captured the criminal, shall I credit you with this accomplishment? Do Second Miss and Third Miss have any objections?”

“Of course I object!!”

Yun Jiujiu, who had been listening, stood up, supporting herself with her giant sword.

Although she was unsteady, she stubbornly walked over and said:

“My sister and I were the ones who found this guy first! She just took advantage of the situation at the last moment! Why should she get the credit? I don’t agree!!”

Yun Yiyi glanced at her and said, “Second Sister, if it weren’t for my husband and me stepping in at the last moment, you’d be dead by Pavilion Master Xue’s hand.”

“You’re just saying that after the fact! How do you know I’d die by his hand?”

“Stop arguing, you two!!” Yun Xi interrupted, stepping forward. She then turned to Zhuang Yan and said, “Elder Zhuang, this matter is far from resolved. Pavilion Master Xue has been leading the Wutian Sword Pavilion for hundreds of years, and his motive for killing the inner disciples is unclear. To conclude this case, we must at least—”

Zhuang Yan immediately interrupted, asking:

“Didn’t he already confess? Later, I will use the Soul Searching Technique to find out the truth. What’s unclear?”

“This… but…”

Yun Xi felt something was off but couldn’t articulate why.

Earlier, she and Pei Lengxue had chased down a Qi Refining disciple named Yun Shulong, who claimed that his father, Yun Kun, had sent him to the Wutian Sword Pavilion.

He had escaped, only to be pursued by his brothers…

In other words, a father sent his son to die. The son escaped, but his brothers chased him down…

No matter how she thought about it, something was wrong.

Why did Yun Kun send Yun Shulong to the Wutian Sword Pavilion? Why was Yun Shulong pursued by his brothers? And why did Xue Xinghai kill him just as he was about to say something…?

Yun Xi had a gut feeling that this situation was both murky and deep.

“Elder Zhuang, I believe this matter is far from over…”

Zhuang Yan shook his head and waved his hand, interrupting:

“It’s understandable that you three want to claim credit, but to find excuses to slander others is not the righteous way. This matter is settled. Whatever the truth may be, I will uncover it when I take Xue Xinghai to the Sky Prison.”

With that, he signaled to the two Shadowmoon Sword Sect disciples at the Core Formation stage behind him.

They walked over to Xue Xinghai, further restraining him with magical tools before flying him towards the central peak.

After the two disciples departed, Zhuang Yan glanced at Ye Anping and asked:

“This is the young master of the Hundred Lotus Sect? Quite a graceful demeanor, with impressive talent and luck. Already at the early Foundation Establishment stage.”

Ye Anping cupped his hands and respectfully replied, “Junior greets Elder Zhuang.”

“Hmm… Now that you’ve married into the Yun family, you are one of us. In a few days, I will have someone send you an identity token, allowing you to freely enter and exit the Shadowmoon Sword Sect.”

“Thank you, Elder Zhuang.”

—”Wait!!”

Overhearing this, Yun Xi hurried forward, raising her voice to interrupt again:

“Elder Zhuang, the marriage of the young master is inappropriate!!”

“Hmm?” Yun Yiyi frowned, asking, “How is it inappropriate?”

Yun Xi glanced at Ye Anping, momentarily conflicted about whether to reveal the “illegitimate child” issue in front of the elder.

But before she could speak, Zhuang Yan interrupted again:

“Third Miss, you don’t need to make decisions regarding the marriage between Young Master Ye and the Eldest Miss. All the elders have agreed. You should focus on making amends for the eleven Shadowmoon Sword Sect disciples who died in the Chi Dragon Mansion.”

After speaking, Zhuang Yan gave Ye Anping another look before stepping onto his flying sword and departing.

Once Zhuang Yan had flown off into the distance, Yun Xi furrowed her brows, glanced at Ye Anping, and quickly walked over, saying:

“Young Master Ye!! Do you remember me?!”

Ye Anping pretended to think for a moment before replying, “You seem familiar, but I believe this is the first time I’ve met you, Third Miss Yun.”

“The Chi Dragon Mansion!! Don’t you remember? You saved me.”

“I was indeed present during the demonic incident at Chi Dragon Mansion, but I saved many people that day. Please forgive me, Third Miss, but I do not specifically recall you.”

“Then…” Yun Xi bit her lip, unable to hold back any longer. She pointed at Yun Yiyi and said, “In any case, you can’t marry her!!”

Yun Yiyi’s frown deepened as she stepped forward, glaring at Yun Xi:

“Third Sister, what do you mean by that? What right do you have to interfere in my affairs with Young Master Ye?”

“No… He’s our blood brother!! How could he possibly marry you?!”

?

Yun Yiyi was momentarily stunned, but then her frown deepened:

“Third Sister, this is no joke. Do you have any proof?”

“He practiced the Sword Inquiry Technique! Isn’t that evidence enough?”

Hearing this, Yun Yiyi’s eyes widened, but she quickly recovered.

She didn’t believe Yun Xi’s words.

The Sword Inquiry Technique was a secret sword technique passed down only to men, not to women.

However, all the male heirs of the Yun family were dead, and their father had not passed it on to anyone.

In other words, Yun Xi had no reason to have seen someone perform the Sword Inquiry Technique, and since she had never seen it, she couldn’t possibly recognize someone using it.

“Have you seen the Sword Inquiry Technique?”

“Ah…” Yun Xi was stumped by the question.

After a pause, she said, “But Dad taught me the Shadowleaf Sword Art, which is closely related to the Sword Inquiry Technique. I can recognize it!”

“If you haven’t seen it, how can you recognize it?”

At this point, Ye Anping, who was listening, couldn’t help but interrupt, “Miss Yun, the sword technique I practice is from the Hundred Lotus Sect. I’ve never heard of the Sword Inquiry Technique.”

“But, but, but… what about your junior sister?”

Yun Yiyi frowned slightly, “Junior sister? Who?”

“Your junior sister, Pei Lengxue. She knows the Shadowleaf Sword Art. I saw it with my own eyes, and she’s already reached the fifth level.”

Ye Anping pretended to be surprised and asked, “What about my junior sister? How do you know her?”

“I met her on the road earlier. When she heard you were going to marry the eldest daughter of the Shadowmoon Sword Sect, she followed you.”

Yun Xi was silent for a moment, thinking that no matter what, she had to break off Yun Yiyi and Ye Anping’s engagement first.

As for other issues, she would deal with them later. So she said,

“Young Master Ye, your junior sister has liked you for a long time. She’s never said it out loud, but didn’t you grow up together? You don’t need to marry Yun Yiyi.”

Ye Anping frowned and pretended to be surprised, asking, “What are you talking about?”

At this point, Yun Yiyi couldn’t hold back any longer.

She stepped forward, grabbed Yun Xi by the collar, and questioned,

“Yun Xi, are you jealous or something?”

“I just want Young Master Ye to think carefully. There’s such a good girl by his side, yet he wants to marry you, a worthless person. Young Master Ye will definitely regret this in the future!”

Yun Xi looked up and met Yun Yiyi’s gaze.

Then she reached out and poked the two small “melons” on Yun Yiyi’s chest, overpowering her in momentum, and said,

“Besides, Young Master Ye and Junior Sister Pei grew up together. Apart from your melons being bigger than hers, what else do you have over her?”

“…”

“If you can withstand a single move under Junior Sister Pei’s sword, I’ll consider you the winner. How about it? Want to try?”

Boom—

Just as the conversation reached this point, a loud noise came from a house on the side of the street, and several stone bricks flew out from a hole in the wall.

Pei Lengxue walked out of the wall, frowning.

Although she wasn’t injured, her light blue dress was now covered in dust, and her hair was a bit messy.

She looked around with her spirit sword in hand, and upon spotting Ye Anping, she quickly ran over with outstretched arms, wanting to hug him:

“Senior Brother!”

Seeing her run over, Ye Anping made a rabbit hand sign with his right hand, frowning as he scolded,

“Junior Sister Pei, why didn’t you stay in the Hundred Lotus Sect? Why are you following me here?”

Pei Lengxue froze in her tracks when she saw Ye Anping’s hand gesture, her eyes fixed on the rhythm of Ye Anping’s thumb and middle finger, and she slowly said,

“I… don’t want… Senior Brother… to marry… I… want to… marry… Senior Brother…”

Ye Anping shook his head slightly and continued making hand gestures, saying,

“Junior Sister, this matter concerns our two sects. Although we grew up together, we are not destined to be dao companions. You should return quickly; this is not a place for you. My marriage with Miss Yun will not be canceled.”

Pei Lengxue read Ye Anping’s hand signs, which actually said, “I’m lying to you. I won’t marry Yun Yiyi, don’t worry.”

This made her feel a bit relieved, but she still felt uncomfortable inside.

She frowned and looked at Yun Yiyi, gripping her spirit sword tightly.

Then, Ye Anping turned his head to Yun Yiyi and said,

“Miss Yun, now that everything is clear, shall we head back to Yishui Peak?”

Yun Yiyi snapped back to reality when Ye Anping called her, glancing at Pei Lengxue.

She felt a mix of emotions, but when Ye Anping took her hand, her restless feelings eased.

She tilted her head and smiled at Ye Anping, then couldn’t resist showing a hint of smugness toward Pei Lengxue as she said,

“Husband, let’s go back.”

“Mm.”

Finally, Ye Anping used a hand signal to tell Pei Lengxue: “See you tomorrow night.”

“Mm…”

Pei Lengxue watched as her senior brother and Yun Yiyi flew away on their swords, holding hands.

Even though she knew her senior brother was acting, she still felt a bit stifled.

Tomorrow night, she vowed to kiss her senior brother’s lips until they were swollen!! Hmph!!

After watching Ye Anping and Yun Yiyi fly away with the disciples of Yishui Peak, Yun Xi awkwardly approached Pei Lengxue and consoled her,

“Junior Sister Pei, are you okay?”

“Mm… I’m fine.”

“Are you really okay? You’re not seriously thinking about going back to the Hundred Lotus Sect just because your senior brother told you to, are you?”

“I’m not going back.”

“Good! Don’t worry… I’m on your side.”

Yun Xi pouted slightly.

Although Ye Anping and Pei Lengxue were like real siblings, she thought it was best to take things one step at a time.

First, she needed to put an end to Ye Anping and Yun Yiyi’s engagement.

But why did Ye Anping lie earlier?

She had clearly seen Ye Anping use the Sword Inquiry Technique at the Chi Dragon Mansion.

Could it be that Ye Anping knew he was Yun Tianchong’s son long ago but still planned to marry Yun Yiyi on purpose?

What is he thinking?!

Yun Xi felt her head filling with more questions.

There were also many suspicious points about the murder case at the Sword Pavilion…

She pinched the bridge of her nose, exhaled heavily, and muttered to herself, “Forget it, I’ll handle one thing at a time. First, I need to find Yun Kun and ask him about Yun Shulong’s situation.”

At that moment, a shout came from another side of the street.

“Hey!! Yun Xi!! Come help! My Brother Yu is stuck in the wall!!”

“Brother Yu…”

Hearing this, Yun Xi was momentarily stunned, suddenly realizing that Yun Jiujiu hadn’t spoken earlier.

Turning her head, she saw Yun Jiujiu waving at her in front of a stone wall broken by Feng Yudie.

Apparently, Yun Jiujiu had been digging someone out while they were talking.

She had to admit that Brother Yu’s footwork and sword technique during the fight with Xue Xinghai were extremely refined, and most notably, his silver hair.

She hadn’t reacted in the heat of the moment, but now it suddenly reminded her of an incident from six months ago.

She and Zhang Yihe had seen a silver-haired girl being thrown out of a gambling den while strolling through the streets of Chi Dragon Mansion.

That girl also had silver hair and remarkable footwork.

But just now, this person was dressed as a scholar…

Puzzled, Yun Xi walked over to the hole in the wall that Feng Yudie had made and looked inside, seeing someone with their upper body stuck vertically in the bricks.

After a moment of hesitation, she took out a talisman from her storage pouch, threw it at the wall, and made a sword gesture with her hand.

“Rise!”

Boom—

The brick wall collapsed, revealing a hexagonal hole, and the person fell out of it.

Feng Yudie landed on her feet, and Yun Jiujiu quickly rushed over to help her brush off the stones, asking,

“Brother Yu?! Are you hurt?!”

“No… just, my head’s a bit buzzing…” Feng Yudie pouted. Seeing that Pei Lengxue was also covered in dust, she quickly brushed her hair and asked, “Miss Pei, are you okay? We were just…”

“I’m fine.”

“Oh… that’s good.” Feng Yudie glanced at Yun Xi and introduced herself, “I’m Feng Yu. May I ask your name, Miss Pei?”

Pei Lengxue tilted her head, thought for a moment, and then replied, “Pei Lengxue.”

At that moment, Yun Jiujiu, who had been watching from the side, suddenly stepped forward, placing herself between Pei Lengxue and Feng Yudie.

She turned to Yun Xi and said,

“Thank you!!!”

Yun Xi was caught off guard by the sudden outburst and blinked in confusion as she was sprayed with saliva. She pouted, “You’re welcome?”

Then, she grabbed Feng Yudie’s wrist and pulled her away, saying,

“Let’s go!! Brother Yu, I’ll find a doctor to check on you.”

“Ah…”

Watching the two run off, Yun Xi stood there dazed for a while, wondering what just happened.

Was her second sister jealous because Feng Yu and Pei Lengxue were too close?

What a mess!

And why did Feng Yu seem like a girl disguised as a man?

“…”

Yun Xi rubbed her temples, feeling more and more confused.

Although the Yun family was always a bit chaotic, this situation had turned into an even bigger mess.

“Pei Lengxue, let’s head back to Xiri Peak first. I’ll have the sect doctor check on you. If there are any internal injuries, it could be serious.”

“Mm…”

As the two were about to leave the house, they suddenly saw Zhang Yihe approaching with five or six disciples from Xiri Peak.

“Third Miss!! I’ve brought reinforcements!”

“…”

Seeing Yun Xi’s expression as if she were looking at an idiot, Zhang Yihe shrank his head and quickly knocked on the wooden fish in his hand.

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