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

By dusk, the sky was tinged with a golden hue, casting its light across the snow-covered mountains of the Shadowmoon Sword Sect, painting them in warm colors.

Outside the gate of the prison was a suspended platform at a high altitude.

As Ye Anping walked out of the prison gate, he felt as if a heavy cloud had been lifted from his mind.

Although there had been some twists and turns, the outcome was favorable.

The inner conflict between villains had successfully removed Xue Xinghai, the minor boss who guarded the final hurdle.

The next step would likely involve secret assassinations targeting Yun Yiyi and her two sisters.

With Yun Yiyi by his side, there was little to worry about.

He could handle Yun Xi’s situation as well, and his junior sister was very alert.

The only concern was Feng Yudie.

Ye Anping could only hope that Feng Yudie wouldn’t get too carried away playing with Yun Jiujiu and forget the tasks he had assigned her.

As Ye Anping and Yun Yiyi reached the edge of the platform, they were about to bid farewell to Hu Tianyue, who was about to depart on her sword.

However, she suddenly turned around and asked:

“First Young Mistress, didn’t you say there was something fun? Were you just fooling me? What’s so fun about this interrogation?”

Yun Yiyi’s face turned awkward.

She had just come up with an excuse to bring her over as a bodyguard.

After thinking for a moment, she replied:

“Elder Hu, I thought it was going to be a big case, but it turned out to be quite dull.”

“Hmm…”

Hu Tianyue took a sip from her wine gourd, then looked Ye Anping up and down.

She walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

“You little rascal! You look quite handsome. How about coming to my residence for a drink? I’ll have some pretty junior sisters from the Shadowmoon Sword Sect dance for you.”

Ye Anping was momentarily stunned by these words.

Since Hu Tianyue was merely a background character in the game, he didn’t know much about her.

But now, seeing her mischievous expression, he understood.

She was probably quite similar to Sima Xuanji, like to play around like a Young Mistress despite being ten times his age.

“…”

“Elder Hu?!” Yun Yiyi’s eyes widened, and she quickly stepped forward, shielding Ye Anping behind her. “Elder Hu, he is my fiancé.”

Seeing Yun Yiyi’s sudden departure from her usual cold demeanor, Hu Tianyue felt her plan had succeeded.

She was only teasing them to lighten the mood between these two youngsters.

“Heh~~ You’re not married yet, right? Lend him to me for a few days to observe. Don’t worry, I’ll just look and won’t break him.”

“Elder Hu!” Yun Yiyi frowned in displeasure, her face showing her distress, but she couldn’t be too confrontational.

She replied, “Do you think it’s appropriate for an elder to invite a Foundation Establishment cultivator to your residence to watch dancing…?”

Seeing Yun Yiyi’s pouting expression, Hu Tianyue burst out laughing and took another sip of her wine.

“Hahaha—just kidding, just kidding. I just wanted to see you pout. Ever since you became the Peak Master of Yishui Peak, you’ve always had a fake smile on your face. But this… it’s quite rare. You really do like this guy, don’t you?”

“Ah…” Yun Yiyi puffed her cheeks, “Elder Hu!!”

Ye Anping didn’t know what expression to show, so he remained silent for a moment before clasping his hands and saying:

“Elder Hu, please don’t joke around with me. I really don’t know how to respond.”

“Fine, fine.” Hu Tianyue waved her hand dismissively and said, “Honestly, when I first heard about your engagement, I was a bit worried. You know, those inter-sect marriages usually lack any real affection. Husbands and wives often act like strangers, except for sharing a bed at night. Most of the time, they treat each other as outsiders.”

“Sharing a bed…?” Yun Yiyi’s eyes widened, and her face instantly flushed with embarrassment. “Elder Hu!! What are you saying?”

“What’s the big deal?” Hu Tianyue shrugged, looking at them like they were children. “Dual cultivation is a natural part of life, repeated countless times since the beginning of time. There’s nothing unspeakable about it. In fact, if you don’t understand it, I can even give you some hands-on guidance.”

“Ah…” Yun Yiyi lowered her head, glancing sideways at Ye Anping, unsure of what to say.

However, her playful expression only made Hu Tianyue smile even more.

Raising her eyebrows, Hu Tianyue said, “How about I teach you tonight? I’ve done it before, you know. My former disciple even went into the wrong room on his wedding night… Oh, just thinking about it makes me laugh, hahahaha—”

“No need!!!”

Yun Yiyi finally couldn’t hold back and interrupted loudly, causing Hu Tianyue to shrink back slightly.

She then waved her hand, called out her flying sword, lay down on it, and flew off into the distance while drinking her wine.

“Oh no, the First Young Mistress is angry~ Run away!! Hahahaha—”

Laughter echoed between the mountain peaks.

Ye Anping watched as her flying sword twisted and turned in the sky, feeling speechless.

However, he wasn’t too surprised.

Most Nascent Soul cultivators had lived for over a thousand years.

As the saying goes, “the older you get, the more childlike you become.”

People mature and grow more composed from birth until their thirties, but once they reach their sixties or seventies, they often start to act more childishly.

The personalities of Nascent Soul cultivators varied greatly.

Some, like Li Feng, carried an air of aged wisdom, while others, like Hu Tianyue, enjoyed playful antics even at their advanced age.

Ye Anping sighed and commented, “Elder Hu is truly an interesting person.”

“Ah…” Yun Yiyi nodded awkwardly.

After taking a deep breath with her eyes closed, she regained her usual graceful and cool demeanor, and said, “Young Master Ye, please don’t take it to heart. Elder Hu has always been like that, often playing strange jokes with the disciples of the sect…”

“That’s not bad, being able to get along well with the disciples. Anyway, it’s getting late. Let’s head back and rest.”

Seeing Ye Anping take out his flying sword and step onto it, Yun Yiyi hesitated for a moment.

Instead of using her own sword, she jumped onto his, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind.

“Hmm?”

“Young Master Ye, would you take your fiancée on this flight?”

Ye Anping glanced back at her, shook his head, and without refusing, gathered spiritual energy under his feet, and took off with Yun Yiyi, flying back towards Yishui Peak.

As they soared through the clouds, with the ancient and elegant buildings and floating platforms of the Shadowmoon Sword Sect below them, Yun Yiyi leaned her face against Ye Anping’s back, seemingly enjoying the moment.

After calming herself, she recalled the scene in the prison earlier and remarked:

“By the way, Young Master Ye, your earlier accusations against Elder Zhuang seemed quite grounded.”

“Is that what you felt?”

“Yes, Elder Zhuang’s behavior was indeed a bit unusual. It seemed like he was trying to protect Xue Xinghai.”

“So, what does the Young Mistress plan to do?”

“I’m not sure for now. I can’t send Yishui Peak’s disciples to follow Elder Zhuang, as he’s a Nascent Soul cultivator. Moreover, the trail with Xue Xinghai has gone cold. If we are to investigate, we’ll need to find another lead.”

“Such as?”

“Yun Kunwu, we start by investigating him.”