The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

Now that the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect who came to escort Gu Mingxin had arrived, his identity as Kong Huayuan could no longer be hidden.

After taking a deep breath to calm himself down a little, Ye Anping stepped on the flying sword and headed toward the Questioning Platform in the north of the city.

Every immortal city was built on the spiritual vein, and the vein point of Brilliance City was at the Questioning Platform.

In other words, if the Ghost Spirit Sect wanted to set up a large formation, the main formation knot should be at the Questioning Platform.

Riding on the flying swords with Feng Yu Die, they arrived above the platform in just a moment. It looked no different from the Black Star Sect\'s observatory. An empty Temple of Heaven was located at the highest point, and there were thousands of steps around it, which were built layer by layer according to the Eight Diagrams of Feng Shui.

This was originally something that the Justice Division left behind. After the Ghost Spirit Sect occupied the city, they did not overthrow and rebuild it but only modified it.

After Ye Anping took a glance at the sky, he and Feng Yu Die landed in the center of the Temple of Heaven.

A man in the Ghost Spirit Sect uniform, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, slowly opened his eyes after they landed, revealing a pair of creepy insect eyes.

"Master Kong, what are you doing here?"

—"Luo Yi", the Elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect\'s Ghost Hall, a Toxic Parasite cultivator, in the middle stage of Deification.

Ye Anping naturally recognized his identity. With a frivolous look, he smiled and said, "Greetings, Elder Luo. My father asked me to come and learn about the Nine-phase Demonic Formation. Excuse me for disturbing you."

"Learn about the formation?" Luo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, sneering. "It\'s rare to see Master Kong so eager to learn. Whenever Elder Kong asks me to teach you about formations, you go to the red district to have fun with women and you even invite me along to play too. Have you changed your ways now?"

"..."

Ye Anping looked at Feng Yu Die who was following him and simply pulled her into his arms.

Feng Yu Die\'s body suddenly stiffened, and she was a little nervous, but then she relaxed and leaned toward Ye Anping. "Hmm..."

Ye Anping looked at her and gave a playful smile. "Well, didn\'t I bring a girl here specifically? I can play with her while listening to your lecture."

Hearing this, Luo Yi\'s eyes showed a hint of annoyance, but he was not surprised. 

After all, he was familiar with Kong Huayuan.

"Forget it... Since you want to learn, I\'ll tell you. Come here."

"Thank you, Elder Luo." Ye Anping smiled as he took out some wine from the storage bag. "Elder Luo, would you like some wine? Top-grade insect wine..."

"I\'m a Parasite cultivator..."

"Oh, that\'s right, sorry..."

Ye Anping smiled apologetically, then hugged Feng Yu Die, walked to Luo Yi\'s side, and sat down, letting her lean into his arms.

Luo Yi glanced at Feng Yu Die, and his eyes suddenly narrowed. "Immortal cultivator?"

"Elder Luo, you have good eyes. A female cultivator with an immortal spirit, a disciple of the Black Star Sect. I bought her from Elder Liang of the Heavenly Demonic Sect, and I spent a lot of spirit stones..."

"Heh..." Luo Yi twitched his mouth in disdain. With a wave of his hand, he took out a blueprint from his storage bag and spread it on the ground. "The Nine-phase Demonic Ghost Formation was created by the Ghost Patriarch and nurtured with ghost spirits..."

While explaining this, Luo Yi glanced at Ye Anping again. He saw him rubbing the waist of the immortal cultivator woman, with no intention of listening to the class at all, and he immediately felt angry.

If it was an ordinary disciple, he would have sent him to the insect room as nutrients long ago.

It was a pity that Kong Xiangmo raised Kong Huayuan with great effort. If he sent him to feed insects, Kong Xiangmo would dig out his eyeballs.

"Are you listening?"

"Eh?" Ye Anping pretended to be a fool and nodded quickly. "I\'m listening. The formation is nurtured by ghost spirits... Elder Luo, please continue, don\'t mind me."

"..."

Luo Yi gritted his teeth slightly but didn\'t comment further. Instead, he continued to talk to himself. "Ghost spirits also require pure infant essence, refined for a hundred years, with longevity feelers and other demonic treasures. The location of the spiritual vein must be selected to set up the formation. Once this formation is activated, even if that old woman from Black Star Sect comes in person, it will definitely take her a month or two to defeat it… Kong Huayuan, are you listening or not? If you want to play with your broken furnace, go back and play, not in front of me..."

"I\'m listening, I\'m listening~" Ye Anping looked at Feng Yu Die, who sat obediently in his arms, letting him rub her waist. He moved her to sit beside him, then smiled. "Elder Luo, please continue..."

…

Meanwhile, in the Brilliance City prison.

The dark corridor was damp and filled with an unpleasant stench.

The lanterns in the hands of the Ghost Spirit Sect guards illuminated the cells separated by iron bars on both sides, revealing thin faces with corpse-like skin.

He Jifeng led several Core Formation-stage disciples and looked at those miserable-looking cultivators in the cells on both sides with great interest.

Kong Xiangmo had said that after Gu Mingxin was captured, she was ravaged by his son for three days and three nights, but he didn\'t feel it was real.

However now, seeing those miserable cultivators in the cells, he couldn\'t help but wonder-- could Gu Mingxin have become like this?

Gu Mingxin, who used to be so arrogant and always showed a cold face to people.

Gu Mingxin, who had completely disregarded his father, the Great Elder, and almost killed He Jiming with the sword in front of all the Elders of the Heavenly Demonic Sect.

Has she become a prisoner like these people now?

To be honest, He Jifeng couldn\'t imagine it, but really wanted to see it.

How did Gu Mingxin, who was ravaged by Great Elder Kong\'s son for three days and three nights, beg for mercy?

What kind of miserable face did she have at the moment?

If his third brother were still alive and came with him, he would be so happy to see Gu Mingxin in a wretched state.

Unfortunately, ever since the Ghost Spirit Sect attacked the Eastern Wall, he hadn\'t even found his brother\'s corpse. 

"Hehe..."

Going down the stairs at the end of the corridor to the second underground floor, the guards of the Ghost Spirit Sect led He Jifeng and his team to a separate cell at the end, then nodded and said, "Gu Mingxin is imprisoned in this cell. Young Master Kong personally brought her here earlier."

"Alright."

He Jifeng nodded, pushed the iron door, and stepped over the threshold. He looked around for a moment and saw the woman with her hands tied to a cross wooden frame and her hair loose.

Gu Mingxin\'s eyes had lost their luster, and she hung there with her head down, as if only a shell was left.

Seeing her, He Jifeng took a lot of effort to reconcile her with the Gu Mingxin in his memory. He laughed. "Hehe... Miss Gu, Miss Gu, I thought that Elder Kong had caught the wrong person, but I didn\'t expect that you would actually fall into the hands of the Young Master of the Kong family."

Gu Mingxin\'s dull red eyes shifted slightly toward him as she called out in an extremely weak voice. "He... Jifeng..."

Her weak voice made He Jifeng even more disdainful. He signaled the several disciples who followed in to guard the door before walking toward Gu Mingxin with his hands behind his back.

"Young Miss Gu, why did you have to do this? How could you betray Patriarch Yu Yan\'s kindness to you, the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the entire demonic cultivation? You had everything you wanted in the Heavenly Demon Sect, how could you be so thoughtless?"

He Jifeng stretched his right hand toward Gu Mingxin\'s chin as if he wanted to lift her face and let her face him.

However, just as he raised his hand, the red eyes, which were originally devoid of light, widened slightly, revealing a chilling joy.

Swish—

A line of blood was carved on He Jifeng\'s right shoulder.

He Jifeng froze, as his eyes glimpsed the blood-red sword in his peripheral vision. His mind was blank for a moment, and he took a step back, his mouth opening and closing.

"You..."

However, before he could utter a single word, another flash of sword light passed across his left arm.

Blood gushed out as if a bloody rain fell in the room, and then his arm was cut open by the sword light.

Everything happened in just a moment, so He Jifeng\'s right arm, which had been cut off, had not yet fallen to the ground, and he was directly cut into a human stick.

The disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect who came in with He Jifeng finally reacted. They drew out their swords from their storage bags and rushed over.

However, looking at these people, the smile on Gu Mingxin\'s face became more and more ferocious. She didn\'t even look at them. She looked to the side and said softly, "Don\'t kill him... Hehe." 

The invisible Xue\'e had already made a hand seal and was ready. After looking at He Jifeng who was completely defenseless, she ordered emotionlessly. "A Mang, except for him, swallow everyone else." 

The Heavenly Demon Sect disciples pointed their swords at Gu Mingxin at this moment. 

However, Gu Mingxin had no intention of fighting.

At this time, countless cracks on the neat floor tiles of the cell spread like spider webs, and then collapsed and shattered, falling downwards and revealing a corner of the bloody mouth of a giant python. 

Rumble... 

The walls shattered, and the entire prison collapsed in an instant. 

… …

"My son… son… son, ah ah son!!!!!!!"

Looking at the head of his own flesh and blood rolling to his feet, Kong Xiangmo felt his heart tremble even though he had been a demonic cultivator for thousands of years. His demonic aura surged out uncontrollably. 

Besides Kong Huayuan, Kong Xiangmo had no other son with good qualifications.

Although he didn\'t like Kong Huayuan\'s uneducated and frivolous behavior, he still valued his son so much that he even refined several of his younger brothers into blood pills to supplement the energy in his meridians. It took him two hundred years to finally make Kong Huayuan a cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage. 

But now, everything he had done for Kong Huayuan over the past two hundred years had been wasted. 

"Hu… hu..."

As he panted heavily, waves of ghostly energy leaked from Kong Xiangmo\'s body. He clenched his fists, and another name popped up in his mind.

"Liang Liu… Liang Liu!!!!"

Bang—!

It was like shouting the right command, like \'Open sesame\'.

The moment Kong Xiangmo shouted the two words "Liang Liu", a golden spiritual light burst out from Kong Huayuan\'s body, and the impressive spiritual energy condensed into golden lightning, tearing his body into pieces.

Boom—!

Golden lightning poured out from the windows of the bedroom, and the whole hall collapsed in an instant, but a blood-covered figure rushed out of the ruins and fell into the yard.

Kong Xiangmo, whose body was covered with his son\'s organs and flesh, held the skinless head, the only relatively intact part, in his hands as he looked around with wide eyes.

Liang Liu not only killed Kong Huayuan, but he also peeled off his face and buried a high-level thunder talisman in his body...

Judging from the spiritual energy just now, he must be an immortal cultivator.

But how could an immortal cultivator use such means?

Who the hell was Liang Liu?!!!

"Hu- hu-"

The vast blood energy corroded all the plants in the courtyard. Kong Xiangmo gritted his teeth and tried his best to keep calm and think.

But...

How could he stay calm?!!

"Ahhhhh-!!! Liang Liu!!!"

The roar resounded through half of the city.

Rumble—

After Kong Xiangmo\'s roar, the entire Brilliance City suddenly began to tremble. A dull sound came from the west underground, which made several walls in the pavilion collapse.

?

Kong Xiangmo was stunned. He felt confused, wondering if his roar just made the earth shake. The next moment, a black python a thousand feet long jumped into the sky from the direction of the prison.

Roar--!!

Accompanied by a dragon-like roar, the cloudless sky was covered by black clouds, and Brilliance City was instantly submerged in shadows.

Holding his son\'s head, Kong Xiangmo looked up at the black python, and then turned into a bloody light, soaring into the sky. Drawing a sharp angle line at a height of thousands of feet, he rushed toward the black python with a strong murderous aura.

… …

At this time, on the Questioning Platform.

Ye Anping, who was sitting cross-legged beside Luo Yi, pretended to be a little sleepy as he raised his hand and yawned, then looked at the formation diagram in a daze, nodding. "Elder Luo, is this formation so complicated? Nine phases and so on..."

"This is the formation technique that Ghost Patriarch specially prepared for the old woman Red Moon from the Black Star Sect. He wanted to trap her in it and then find an opportunity to kill her, but the old woman was afraid of death. Since the death of the Immortal Sword Ancestor Yun Jian, she has never set foot outside the Western Region..."

"Since you haven\'t used it, how do you know it works? What if it doesn\'t work for her?"

"Kong Huayuan, I will pretend that I didn\'t hear what you said. With your ignorance, you dare to question Ghost Patriarch\'s formation technique?"

"Hmm..."

Just when Ye Anping wanted to say something, the sky and the earth shook suddenly, then a gust of wind came, and a loud sound was heard in the Brilliance City.

Boom—

A black python poked its head out from underground and surged into the sky, bringing up a large number of ​​dark clouds and covering the clear sky.

Luo Yi\'s insect eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned his head 180 degrees to look in the direction of the black python with a puzzled look on his face. But then, he was startled by Ye Anping\'s shout beside him.

"Hey~~~ ah?!"

"…"

"Elder Luo, what kind of python is that? Why is it so big..."

Seeing Kong Huayuan\'s frightened look, Luo Yi felt disgusted, but he understood that something was probably wrong in the direction of the prison. He also recognized the black python as Gu Mingxin\'s familiar.

Ye Anping looked at him with wide eyes and asked, "Elder Luo, should we go over there?" 

Luo Yi hesitated for a while, then stood up and said, "You stay here, I\'ll go and take a look." 

"Hey? Take me with you..." Ye Anping had just reached out when Luo Yi turned into a dark mist and floated toward the black python. 

Standing up, Ye Anping added, "Elder Luo!! Don\'t leave..." 

After Luo Yi had flown a thousand feet away, Ye Anping wiped off his fake expression and added with a cold smile. "If you leave now, who will guard this formation... Hehe—"

Ye Anping sneered and glanced at the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples standing around the Questioning Platform with spears in their hands. Just as he was about to release his spiritual sense, Xiao Tian, who was lying on Feng Yu Die\'s head, hurriedly said,

"Anping, I checked… The highest cultivation level of these Ghost Spirit Sect disciples is the late stage of Core Formation. Although there are many people, Yu Die can handle them alone."

"..."

It was rare for Xiao Tian to answer before he asked. Ye Anping paused, closed his eyes with a sigh, and then took out the Nine Dragon Heavenly Seal from the storage bag, letting it float above his palm.

"Sister Feng, don\'t let those people disturb me for twenty minutes..."

Feng Yu Die stood up and took out her sword from her storage bag, holding it in her right hand.

At the same time, Ye Anping also formed a seal with his hands, infusing his own spiritual energy into the Nine Dragon Heavenly Seal, and a golden spiritual energy instantly surrounded his body.

The Ghost Spirit Sect disciples standing guard a little further away had originally been distracted by the black python, but when they saw the spiritual light surrounding Ye Anping, they asked in confusion, "Hey!!! You..."

Swish—

Before he finished asking, Feng Yu Die turned into a white shadow and flashed her sword across the disciple\'s neck.

Blood splattered seven feet away, and Feng Yu Die flicked the blood on her sword to the side, straightened the mask on her face, and tucked her silver hair behind her ears.

"Hmph!"