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

Clang—

The teacup returned to the stone table with a clear, crisp sound.

Ye Anping took the initiative to pick up the teapot, refilling his and Zhuang Hu’s cups.

A tea leaf flowed from the pot into Zhuang Hu’s cup, floating down to the bottom.

Seeing his cup refilled, Zhuang Hu understood and asked,

“Is there something else?”

Ye Anping nodded, “Yes.”

Zhuang Hu was certainly not suitable for the matters concerning the Shadowmoon Sword Sect.

Over the past seven days, Ye Anping had been pondering potential candidates, reflecting on his current shortcomings.

—His network was still somewhat limited.

You only realize how few people you know when you need them, and it’s the same with talent.

For the Shadowmoon Sword Sect, he needed to find another way, but to prevent similar problems in the future, he now planned to expand his “retinue.”

“Big Brother Zhuang, I need some people, those who excel in various areas.”

“For example?”

“Experts in alchemy, formations, escape techniques… people who can be of use in critical moments.”

“Hmm…” Zhuang Hu thought for a while, nodded, and asked, “Like me?”

“Yes, I’ve had this idea in mind for years.”

“Years ago?”

“Around when I was seven or eight,” Ye Anping shrugged, joking, “I’m like a jack of all trades—whether it’s swordsmanship, alchemy, talismans, formations, I can do it all, but this also means I excel in nothing in particular. The only notable thing I have is my looks.”

Hearing this, Zhuang Hu’s eyes narrowed to slits, and a few lines appeared on his forehead:

“Have you heard a verse?”

“What?”

“The most ephemeral thing in the world is beauty; when beauty fades, flowers fall from the mirror and trees from the courtyard,” Zhuang Hu sneered, mocking, “You’re at the peak of your looks now, but who knows in the future? In the past, there;s a famous handsome gentleman from the Western Region, adored by countless women in his youth. What about now?”

Who? Ye Anping raised his eyebrows and asked, “What happened to him now?”

“He’s bald.”

“Oh.”

Ye Anping rolled his eyes at him and stopped joking,

“Back to serious matters. I don’t have time to handle this myself. You’re also settling down to form your core, so help me look for suitable people while you’re at it. I’ll interview each one later.”

“Alright.”

“To be clear, don’t find me slackers or jacks of all trades. I want those who have a special skill, as long as they are not on the verge of falling into demonic ways, they’re fine.”

Zhuang Hu scrutinized Ye Anping’s face. How old was this kid, really?

From what he had heard from the old disciples of Hundred Lotus Sect, Ye Anping wasn’t much older than Atin, yet…

At his age, he was already thinking about “recruiting talents and appointing the right people” for his future. And Atin? She was still thinking about candied hawthorns and playing with paper kites.

Should he be impressed by this young master of a middle-tier sect?

But then again, this brought up another issue.

Looking at the sect master and mistress of Hundred Lotus Sect, they didn’t seem like people who could birth or raise such a shrewd son.

Could it be… was he switched at birth?

Of course, he wouldn’t say that out loud. After finishing his tea, he stood up.

“I can’t guarantee I’ll find the people you need, but I’ll do my best.”

“Once-in-a-century talents are naturally rare.”

Ye Anping remembered some “genius rogue cultivators” from the game and knew where they lived, but decided against mentioning it now.

He’s in no hurry. He can let Zhuang Hu look first; perhaps he’d find some better ones not shown in the game.

After all, the “geniuses” he knew were truly eccentric, almost mad.

Ye Anping stood up and walked into the training field with Zhuang Hu.

A sharp “crack” followed by Zhuang Atin’s scream echoed through the central peak.

“Aaaaahhhh—”

The culprit pitifully comforted her on the side, “Atin, be good. It won’t hurt once you get used to it. It’s beneficial…”

“Waaah—”

Zhuang Atin looked at her aunt’s innocent face, her lower lip trembling as she was on the verge of tears, her eyes resembling teary eggs.

“Atin, it’s time to eat.”

Hearing Zhuang Hu’s voice, she sniffled and quickly shouted to him,

“Father!!! Auntie wants to kill me!!”

“…”

Zhuang Hu looked distressed, seemingly unwilling to see Atin suffer like this, but Ye Anping quietly advised,

“Big Brother Zhuang, you’ve seen more of what kind of monstrosity other cultivators can and have done than I have. It’s better to endure some hardship now to reap greater rewards later.”

“…”

Zhuang Hu had no response, but he still found it hard to watch and said,

“Sixth brother, help me explain to your junior sister later.”

“Hmm?”

Ye Anping didn’t quite catch what he meant until he saw Zhuang Hu rush forward and snatch Atin from Pei Lengxue’s hands, causing Pei Lengxue to shrink back in surprise.

“You little girl, do you not realize that you hurt Atin?!”

“…”

Then, he comforted Atin,

“Father is here, don’t cry.”

“Sniff—” Zhuang Atin glared at Pei Lengxue and then burrowed into Zhuang Hu’s arms, “Mean Auntie!!”

“Ah… I didn’t…”

Pei Lengxue reached out pitifully, but Zhuang Hu quickly walked away with Atin, leaving her standing there alone.

Ye Anping watched from the side and understood some reasoning behind Zhuang Hu’s actions.

In the past, he and his junior sister had trained hard together, sharing both hardships and joys. The key was that there were both hardships and joys. Atin indeed needed someone to bring her joy as well.

“Hmm… I learned something new, that’s rare.”

Ye Anping nodded, taking note of this for the future. If he and his junior sister had children, one of them would need to be strict, and the other gentle.

Both being strict would raise a rebel, while both being gentle would raise a weakling.

Life requires a balance of flavors.

Pei Lengxue walked back pitifully and asked,

“Senior brother, does Atin hate me?”

“You hit her every day; why wouldn’t she hate you?”

Pei Lengxue frowned and retorted,

“…Didn’t you hit me often back then?”

“When did you start liking your senior brother?”

“A few years ago?” Pei Lengxue thought for a moment, then shook her head, “I don’t know, it happened gradually.”

“That was after senior brother could no longer beat you. So, when Atin can beat you, she’ll like you.”

“When will that be?”

“In the year of the monkey…” Ye Anping started, but quickly realized Atin might never be able to beat his junior sister, so he corrected, “No, I mean in the year of the cat or fox.”

?

Pei Lengxue tilted her head in confusion, “Are there years of the cat and fox?”

“Silly girl.” Ye Anping tapped her head and said, “Go pack up, we’re leaving today.”

“Ah? Where to?”

“Profound Star Sect. We’re still disciples of the Profound Star Sect, and we need to report back. Besides, the spiritual energy there is much richer than here. Senior Sister Bai is probably missing us like crazy; it’s been half a year.”

“Oh right, I haven’t seen Sister Bai in a while… I’ll go pack.”