The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

The full moon hung high in the sky, and red lanterns fluttered in the wind on the green-tiled pavilions. The festive red and yellow lights illuminated the peaks of the Hundred Lotus Sect.

Liang Ating, dressed in red and accompanied by Tong Zilan and Liang Zhu, walked to the firecrackers that were spread like a formation on the terrace behind the Main Peak. With a wave of her hand, a flame appeared at her fingertips. "Father! Elder Tong, are you ready?!"

Liang Zhu looked up at the sky to see the position of the moon and smiled. "Light it."

Swoosh---

Bang!!

A cloud-piercing arrow shot straight into the sky, and then a gorgeous firework exploded, blasting like a curtain of light over the ceremony site.

As the gongs and drums clamored, countless guests in the square looked up with relaxed smiles on their faces.

At the table in front of the red stage, sat Xiao Yunluo who was dressed cheerfully and had a red hornet's nest wrapped around her head. She looked around and let out a small sigh. "Am I not the Young Miss of the Black Star Sect... In terms of status, I obviously have precedence."

Li Longling next to her squinted her eyes and picked up the teacup with a smile. "Why didn't you discuss it with Anping beforehand? I don't mind."

Yun Yiyi pouted as she took a sip of wine. "Sister Pei and Anping are childhood sweethearts. They have known each other the longest. It's normal for her to marry first. Why don't we discuss who will be the second..."

"We..." Xiao Yunluo murmured and unconsciously glanced at the white-haired girl in a red dress next to her.

Feng Yu Die was humming while gnawing on a roasted duck leg when she saw Xiao Yunluo looking over, and then Yun Yiyi, and then the black cat on Li Longling's shoulder also looked over. Her fast chewing slowed and stopped.

Gulp...

"Err... What's the matter?"

There were about two thousand round tables in the square now. At least ten people were sitting around other tables, but only four people were sitting at their table.

Although it was not stated explicitly, Xiao Yunluo could see at a glance who was sitting at this table from Anping's side.

This was the table of his fiancées!!

Why did Feng Yu Die get mixed up with them...

"Second Idiot, why are you sitting here?"

"My name is written here..." Feng Yu Die picked up the sign next to her and pointed. "Look, Feng Yu Die."

"No... I'm not talking about this..."

Li Longling smiled and interrupted her. "Miss Xiao, it doesn't matter. It doesn't say who is seated at this table. Maybe it refers to the girls who have a good relationship with Anping."

Xiao Yunluo pursed her lips but let it go. She supported her cheek and said, "Forget it, I don't know what preparations Lianxue has made..."

...

Swish, swish, swish---

Bang---!

In a small room west of the terrace, Pei Lianxue, wearing her wedding dress, sat sideways in front of the dressing table beside the bed. She looked through the window at the gorgeous fireworks exploding under the night sky like blooming flowers. Her expressionless face finally showed some changes, and her mouth slowly stretched in a smile.

"Brother... hehehe---"

A pair of small hands gently rested on her shoulders. Xiaodie, who was wearing bright make-up, came close to Pei Lianxue's cheek and grinned. "Miss Pei, you are going to get married soon. Are you ready? Remember the procedures?"

"Yes!!!"

"Young Master specifically followed the customs of the ordinary world. You were also supposed to have the 'disturbing the wedding night' custom, but he said there were too many people so he skipped it."

"It doesn't matter!!"

"No need to be so loud..." Xiaodie sighed as she took the red veil from the shelf beside her, gently put it on Pei Lianxue's head, and helped her re-style her hair. "Then, I'll go open the door?"

Smiling, Pei Lianxue lowered her veil and softly replied, "Okay~"

Her small hand with nail polish gently rested on Xiaodie's arm.

Pei Lianxue stood up from the round stool and walked to the door in small steps.

"The bride is coming out~~~!!"

The double doors slowly opened, and the little kids who had been waiting at the door for a long time while carrying flower baskets, happily threw red petals into the air, hopping around her. The oboe stood out among the instruments, blowing to the full moon and making everyone happy.

Pei Lianxue, surrounded by a group of little kids, walked across the red carpet and stepped over the threshold.

Clatter clatter...

The sound of horse hooves approached gradually.

The white horse with a red flower on its chest snorted, and the solemn young man in the brocade robe on the back of the horse smiled faintly, pulled the reins, and rode slowly. He looked at the bride led by Xiaodie with endless tenderness in his deep purple eyes.

Ye Anping rode up to her, bent down, and held out his hand. "Lianxue, come up."

"Yes!"

Ye Anping grabbed the outstretched hand and pulled Pei Lianxue onto the back of the horse, letting her sit sideways behind him and hold his waist with both hands. Then, he nodded to Xiaodie.

"Go~~!"

Amidst the laughter and joy, the horse's hooves once again made a crisp sound as they stepped forward.

Ye Anping held the reins tightly with both hands and looked forward. The gongs and drums clattered in his ears, but the bride hugging him tightly from behind made him feel unusually calm.

He could hear Pei Lianxue's giggling amidst the lively music. "Brother, hehe..."

Ye Anping smiled helplessly and called softly, "Still calling me Brother... Lianxue, you will be my wife after the wedding."

"I'm used to calling you like that, hehe... Husband."

Ye Anping shook his head slightly, but Xiaodie hurriedly reminded him. "Young Master, the groom cannot shake his head today!"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Ye Anping shrugged to show that he knew, but he was scolded again by Xiaodie. "Shrugging is not allowed! Young Master, you can only laugh today!"

"Yes, yes!"

Dancing petals scattered from the small wing west of the terrace, over the mountain.

The disciples of the Hundred Lotus Sect and other sects, who could not enter the main site because of their status, were waiting on both sides of the mountain road.

When passing a crossroad, Ye Anping saw Ye Waner crouching on a willow tree branch, watching out for any cultivators who wanted to cause trouble. When she saw him and Pei Lianxue coming, she also waved to greet them.

Just as Ye Waner was waving, a short young man in the crowd suddenly widened his eyes, raised his hand to point at him, and shouted, "You!!!"

As soon as he shouted, he was tackled by Ye Waner in an instant and pressed down. No one noticed that he was tied up and carried away by her.

Ye Anping looked at this scene and thought for a long time before he remembered that the young man just now seemed to be Jiang Yu.

When he first went to the Dragon House, he was impersonating this Young Master Jiang...

He felt a little embarrassed, not expecting to meet him at this time, but looking at his appearance, it seemed that he had joined the House of Li Feng in the Western Region and was also a cultivator in the early stage of the Foundation Building. He should be doing well.

The horse's hooves stomped two thousand times more, and among the cultivators watching on both sides, the number of people wearing golden robes from the Moon Shadow Sword Sect gradually increased. However, one of them, a woman in a light pink dress, was particularly eye-catching.

Ye Anping stared at her, and the woman also lowered her head and nodded, as if to express her gratitude.

After thinking for a long time, Ye Anping remembered her name. "Yu Shuiting".

When Yun Jiujiu and Yun Yiyi were captured, he let go of a disciple of the Sword Sect who had been bewitched by Zhuang Yan. It seemed that this was her.

At that time, she was in the middle stage of Foundation Building, and now she was in the late stage. It seemed that she left the Sword Sect and had since become a casual cultivator...

These two were the only people he remembered after seeing so many cultivators along the way. He felt that many of them looked familiar, but he couldn't remember their names, or maybe he deliberately didn't ask them at the time.

The white horse carried the two people all the way up to the moon above the square of the Main Peak hall.

The silvery-white light sprinkled on the road, and Ye Anping was moved. He looked up and found two small figures hanging in the center of the moon with the full moon as background.

With her hands clasped, Qiu Shuirou stood beside Si Xuanji and nodded with a smile.

Si Xuanji was floating cross-legged in the sky thousands of miles high. When she saw him looking over, her yin-yang eyes narrowed into a line, and her mouth opened and closed, as if she was saying something.

Ye Anping could read her lips with the Distant Vision technique. She seemed to be saying: ---I made a big moon for you, do you like it?

Ye Anping nodded slightly. "Hmm..." Then, he asked softly, "Lianxue, do you like it?"

"I like it!!!"

"I haven't asked what it is yet..."

It seemed that the closer she got to the stage, the more excited she became. Pei Lianxue grabbed Ye Anping's waist and answered excitedly. "Anyway, I like it!!"

Click---

Ye Anping felt that his waist was a little tense, and he was amazed at his sister's strength. That was his Nascent Soul waist...

"Hiss-- Lianxue, be gentle! You're going to break Big Brother..."

"Oh... Hehe..."

"Huu--"

Xiaodie frowned and glared at him. "Young Master!! Smile!"

"Yes, yes..."

Tap-tap--

Horse hooves stepped on flower petals, stepped on red maple leaves, and stepped thousands of steps paved with red carpets.

Ye Anping looked forward, but his thoughts returned to the past. He knew every bit of this world, and he had anticipated his future from the beginning, but he did not expect that he would one day tie the knot with his little sister whom he had raised since childhood, on such a grand occasion.

Under the attention of the disciples of various sects in the Western Region and beyond, and many casual cultivators, the imperial horse walked across the red carpet.

So many Nascent Soul and Deification cultivators gathered together just to witness the wedding of the little Young Master of the Hundred Lotus Sect.

Regardless of whether it was in his previous life or in this one, this was the first time for Ye Anping...

His last name was also Ye, but he had never met a girl with the last name Pei in his previous life.

He turned around and took another look at the bride wearing a red veil behind him as if his glance would last a century...

"Young Master!! Don't look back!"

"...Yes."

Ye Anping turned around, and as the horse's hoof stepped over the last step of the stairs, Liang Zhu, Ating, Mr. Qi, Elder Lei, Tong Zilan, and Fu Xuan, countless familiar faces came into view.

Of course, there were also the four girls with purple, black, gold, and white hair around the table under the red stage, and Ye Ao and Kong Yulan, who were dressed in red and standing on the left and right of the stage.

"The bride and groom are entering the hall!!"

Xiaodie's voice broke through the sound of gongs and drums and reached the ears of everyone in the square, causing everyone to stand up and face them with their glasses raised.

Ye Anping dismounted and gently helped Pei Lianxue down, letting her rest on his arm. Liang Ating quickly slipped over from the side and joined Xiaodie as a bridesmaid, picking up red envelopes from the storage bag and throwing them into the sky.

The thousand-foot red carpet stretched all the way up, and congratulations echoed from both sides.

Ye Anping followed Pei Lianxue's small steps and walked slowly among the many Nascent Soul cultivators. He heard Pei Lianxue seemingly counting the steps and muttering, "Loves me, loves me not, loves me, loves me not..."

Ye Anping felt helpless. They were about to get married, and she was still using the steps to predict whether he loved her or not? What a silly girl...

Ye Anping had the thought of deliberately slowing down his pace before stepping on the stairs so that her last step on the red stage would fall on "loves me", but perhaps it was destiny that he hadn't done it deliberately. When the two of them took the last step in front of the red platform...

"Loves me! Hehe---"

Ye Anping whispered softly. "Silly girl, we're getting married."

"Hehe, yeah!"

The two walked in front of Ye Ao and Kong Yulan. Kong Yulan's eyes were filled with tears at this moment, and she kept wiping her tears with a red scarf.

By her side, Ye Ao smiled helplessly. "Yulan, why are you crying?"

"My son is getting married, isn't this exciting, woo woo woo..."

Ye Ao couldn't help but think of the time when he married Kong Yulan.

At that time, when he was the groom, he carried Kong Yulan, who weighed two hundred pounds, from the west wing to the wedding hall on his sword. Fortunately, he could support her weight; otherwise, they would probably have no son now...

Besides, the guests at that time were only his and the Kong family's relatives, just enough to fill ten tables.

But now!

Look at his son!

So many powerhouses that he didn't even dare to think about before were there! Just to celebrate his son's marriage! If he wasn't so thin-skinned, he would have shouted "This is my son!!".

However, he still had to show off.

Ye Ao raised his eyebrows and looked at his friends at the table in front of the red stage, especially Huang Shanhu, the leader of the Roaring Tiger Sect, who used to show off his son in front of him...

Now it was his turn. Old Huang, can your son do this?!

"Hehe..."

Seeing his father's smug look, Ye Anping could guess what he was thinking and showed a helpless smile.

Cannon fodder is no longer cannon fodder, but cannon fodder's father is still cannon fodder's father...

But he was a good father.

Of course, there was also a good mother.

The gongs stopped abruptly. Liang Zhu, in a brocade robe, jumped onto the stage in one step and came between Ye Anping, Pei Lianxue, Ye Ao, and Kong Yulan. He cleared his throat. "Ahem---"

"Eh? Brother Liang, are you the MC?"

Liang Zhu raised his head slightly with a smile. "I'm just doing it for money."

Then, he used his spiritual power to amplify his voice and shouted,

"Auspicious month, auspicious day, and auspicious hour, a lifetime of love, said the heavens about these lovers! On this beautiful day, the Young Master of the Hundred Lotus Sect, Ye Anping, and the direct disciple of Immortal Sword Ancestor Yun Jian, Pei Lianxue, are happily married!! This is exactly a match of talent and beauty. The bride and groom pay their respects to heaven and earth!"

As soon as his words were heard, the guests below the stage were in an uproar. Only Yun Tianchong, Commander Fu Xuan, and the others smiled at everyone, but then Yun Tianchong's face darkened.

Many cultivators turned their heads toward him unconsciously, as if they all wanted to ask him what was going on. However, seeing that Yun Tianchong did not react much, everyone understood that this identity as the "direct disciple of Immortal Yun Jian" was probably not fabricated or imposed.

Yun Xi, who was sitting in a wheelchair next to him, turned to look at him. "Dad, what's going on?"

"Ask your grandfather..."

Ye Anping was the one who personally wrote this toast. Hearing the commotion below the stage, he was very satisfied and pulled Pei Lianxue before turning around to face the guests.

As a result, he saw Si Xuanji lying on her side on the roof of the tower a little further away, supporting her cheeks and pursing her cat lips as she munched on melon seeds.

---"One bow!!"

Ye Anping retracted his gaze and bowed to the heavens and earth together with his sister.

---"Two bows!!"

Then, bowed to the sun and moon.

---"Three bows!!"

Finally, bowed to the spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

Feng Yu Die looked at him with envy, her eyes shining.

Seeing her like this, Ye Anping thought she was going to take action, and he immediately became alert, but Feng Yu Die just stared at them and did nothing.

Although it was a good thing, Ye Anping felt inexplicably disappointed.

He had prepared the three formations and seventeen demon-binding ropes under the red stage in vain...

Ha!

---"Two bows to the parents!!!"

Ye Anping pulled Pei Lianxue and turned to face Ye Ao and Kong Yulan. Under the ceremonial of Liang Zhu, he bowed first for the grace of raising him, second for the grace of teaching him, and third for the love of his parents.

---"Husband and wife bow to each other!!"

Finally, he met Pei Lianxue face to face, but she turned around twice before facing him, probably because she was too excited. Her hands were clenched tightly.

Two drops of hot tears dripped from under the veil and accumulated into a small sweet spring of water on her fists.

"Sister, why are you crying..."

"I finally married my senior brother... sniff---"

---"One bow, to share the happiness."

The two bowed to each other.

"The marriage was consummated a long time ago, so basically, aren't we already married?"

"But... the ceremony... sniff---"

---"Two bows, for everlasting love."

The two bowed to each other again:

"Okay, don't cry, you will look like a raccoon when you lift the veil later."

"I can't help it... sniff---"

---"Three bows, complete!!"

After the last bow, Pei Lianxue seemed to be unable to help herself and threw herself into Ye Anping's arms, hugging him tightly.

"Hey?!"

"Woo woo woo---"

Ye Anping could only hold her with both hands. He listened to her whimper and patted her back gently.

"Okay, okay~"

"Brother, I'm so happy!!"

Ye Anping was silent for a while and didn't correct her for calling him "brother", and he smiled. "...Brother too."

"Woo~~ Brother, I love you!!!"

"I love you too."

Liang Zhu ate a mouthful of dog food* at close range, complaining in his heart that the two did not follow the procedure. He would have to ask Lao Liu for more money later. He walked around the two to the front of the stage. "The banquet begins!!! Send the bride to the bridal chamber!!"

Swish, swish, swish---

Bang!!! Bang!!

The joyful gong that had stopped sounded again, and fireworks bloomed again under the starry night sky.

Xiaodie came up from one side. When Ye Anping saw her, he patted Pei Lianxue on the back and comforted her. "Okay, go to the bridal chamber and wait for me. I'll come over after I finish toasting."

"Okay!!"

Pei Lianxue sniffed hard, and then, with the help of Xiaodie, she left from the stairs behind and headed toward the pavilion on the top of the Eastern Peak.

After watching them walk away, Ye Anping picked up the wine glass from the red table. "Dad, Mom, your son will toast you first. My sister doesn't know how to drink."

Ye Ao smiled and reprimanded him. "You're still calling her sister. You're cultivation partners now! Call her 'wife'..."

"Sister is okay."

Kong Yulan nodded. "Give me some granddaughters and grandchildren soon."

"Uhm... son, work hard."

After toasting to his parents, Ye Anping picked up a pot of wine, walked to the square, and came to the table where Xiao Yunluo and the others were sitting. His eyes lingered on Feng Yu Die for a while. "Uh... Yunluo, Longling, Yiyi, and Sister Feng, have a drink?"

No one had any objections. Only Feng Yu Die hesitated for a while, but in the end, she also raised her glass and congratulated in unison with the others. "Happy marriage!"

"Well, then I'll go to toast first." Ye Anping looked at the two thousand tables on the side, feeling a little tired. "This has to be a few hundred cups."

Li Longling nodded. "Go ahead, drink slowly... The dinner has just started. I kinda want to make a ruckus on the wedding night."

"Forget about the ruckus... With so many people, I don't know what it will be like."

Yun Yiyi shrugged. "The marriage to Sister Pei was in the ordinary people's style. My marriage will have to be in the cultivators' style."

Li Longling, "I don't mind ordinary people... There are many of them in the Dragon House."

Xiao Yunluo suddenly became curious. "What is the wedding of the dragon race like?"

Ye Anping was stunned for a moment. "Yunluo, you can ask Elder Lei later. He is familiar with it."

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"Just kidding, the Young Miss of the Black Star Sect must have a big wedding. Besides, there is..."

Ye Anping couldn't help but glance at the top of the tower where Si Xuanji had been just now, but she had disappeared. It seemed that he had gone back with Qiu Shuirou.

Xiao Yunluo tilted her head. "What else?"

"Let's talk about it later. I'm going to toast."

Ye Anping smiled and looked at Feng Yu Die who was silent. He took out a roasted chicken he specially prepared as a reward from his storage bag, then put it in front of her.

"This is for you."

"Huh?! Hmm... hehe---"

Then, he turned to look at the cultivators at the next table, who were discussing Pei Lianxue's identity as a direct disciple of the Immortal Yun Jian. He let out a sigh and walked over. "Seniors, I'm here to toast..."

"Mr. Ye, you are too kind. Please..."