The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

"Bai Yuexin... Bai Yuexin..."

After leaving the office, Ye Anping searched for a suitable place for his physiotherapy salon while murmuring Sister Bai's name.

After thinking for a while, he finally remembered. Wasn't she the one in charge of examining the new disciples' sword techniques and spells in the sect's selection process?

In the game, that was a part of the novice combat teaching for players who chose to join the ***Black Star*** Sect. They could also get a side plot of hers called "*Comfort the Wounded Sister Bai*".

Within the ***Black Star*** Sect, Bai Yuexin was responsible for some of the disciples' entry-level sword tests. In other words, she competed with those who wanted to join the sect.

Being in the middle stage of the *Foundation Building*, her sword skills were not bad, but unfortunately, this time, she received the group Feng Yu Die was in.

When Feng Yu Die came forward for the sword test, Bai Yuexin saw her playful smile and thought she was too proud of her heavenly spiritual roots and looked down on her, so she mocked her with a few words.

The result of the sword test was self-evident; Feng Yu Die beat her without appeal and shut her up. And because the test was held in front of a group of Elders, new disciples, and hundreds of inner disciples, practically the entire sect knew that she had lost to a *Qi Refining* stage girl.

After that, Bai Yuexin went and hid in her bedroom, hugged herself under the quilt, and cried for several days, even questioning her own life. That was understandable for a person who worked hard to cultivate only to see the results of decades of practice so easily shattered by someone who had practiced for less than ten years. It would be a big blow for anyone.

The gap between aptitude and talent was almost infinite in the world of Immortal cultivators.

Thinking of this, Ye Anping suddenly paused and looked back at the ***Black Star*** office where he had just come out from. He sort of wanted to go back and help Bai Yuexin build a psychological line of defense in advance.

But after thinking about it rationally, he'd better comfort her later. In the game, if the players completed the task of comforting her, they could get a 20% discount on all purchases in the ***Black Star*** market in the future.

Since he planned to make money from the physiotherapy hall and purchase the necessary cultivation pills and books for Pei Lianxue and himself, the 20% discount could save a lot of spiritual stones.

Therefore, Ye Anping stopped thinking about Bai Yuexin and began carefully considering the plan for his physiotherapy salon.

Judging by Bai Yuexin's reaction after the acupressure session, there should be no problem with his physiotherapy. It would be alright to treat cultivators below the *Nascent Soul* stage, but at the same time, her reaction also showed that physiotherapy was still a new thing here, not entirely acceptable yet.

The main problem was that letting a strange man touch one's bare feet and back was fine for male cultivators, but most female cultivators wouldn't accept it.

Even Bai Yuexin agreed to let him touch her feet because he was only a fifteen-year-old boy.

To solve this problem, he should recruit a female cultivator as an apprentice. But what girl would be willing to come to his physiotherapy salon as an apprentice?

Besides, he didn't like asking people for help.

"Well... this is troublesome."

Ye Anping thought for a while until he suddenly saw a clothing store not far away. A light bulb lit above his head, and he walked over there.

A woman in the shop looked at him, then approached him and asked, "Young master, do you want to order some clothes?"

"Hmm."

"Then, do you have any requirements for the material or style? We can do everything at *Red Clothes House*, whether it is banquet clothes, wedding clothes, funeral clothes, or shrouds."

"I don't know much about the material and style, so I just want..." Ye Anping looked around, noticed the clothes on the seller, and said, "Same as what you're wearing."

"Ah?" The woman looked at her own skirt in confusion. "Young master, I am wearing a woman's dress. How do you want me to do it?"

"Well, I didn't say I wanted men's clothes."

...

Meanwhile, in front of the ***Black Star*** Sect's main hall entrance.

Covering her face, Pei Lianxue dragged her feet step by step and finally reached the end of the thousand-foot mountain road.

Her eyes twitched as she lowered her head, and looking at Feng Yu Die, who was still clinging to her leg, she suddenly lost her temper.

Pei Lianxue had no idea what was in Feng Yu Die's mind. She pretended to be a barking dog in public and had to be dragged up at least a thousand stairs. All this time, she was lying on the ground with her chest and belly rubbing against the steps without making a sound.

"..."

Seeing Pei Lianxue staring, Feng Yu Die smiled at her with squinted eyes.

"Woof! Woof~~"

Pei Lianxue opened her mouth, then sighed earnestly and asked, "What on earth do you want? Let go!"

"I just want to make you happy, Sister Pei, and see you smile."

Pei Lianxue clenched her fist involuntarily and then raised her free foot to kick her away, but Feng Yu Die was very agile; she dodged the kick with a twist and hugged her other leg.

Seeing this, Pei Lianxue quickly tried to kick her a few more times, but Feng Yu Die could dodge without letting go of her calf every time.

Pei Lianxue was out of ideas. Seeing that the ***Black Star*** members who were greeting the new disciples were already looking their way, she hastily covered her face with one hand and asked, "What do you want to let go of me?"

"Just smile and I'll let go immediately."

"..." Pei Lianxue gritted her teeth and stiffly smiled at her with a slightly murderous smile. "Well?"

Feng Yu Die pursed her lips, shook her head, and said, "It's not sweet enough. Do it again."

Sure enough, give them an inch, and they'll want a mile.

Pei Lianxue couldn't take it anymore. With a slight flick of her right hand, she pulled out the sword from her storage bag and struck at Feng Yu Die's back.

Shocked, Feng Yu Die quickly let go of Pei Lianxue's calf and rolled several times on the ground to avoid the attack.

She got up with some embarrassment, looked at Pei Lianxue's sword that was stuck ten inches into the ground, and asked, "Sister Pei, are you trying to kill me?"

"Hmph." Pei Lianxue snorted coldly and put the sword back into her storage bag.

"Okay, okay." Feng Yu Die lowered her head with her hands behind her back. "I was wrong. I won't do it again, but didn't you say you'd be happy if I pretended to be a puppy? You didn't smile at all along the way, even though you look so good when you smile, Sister Pei."

Pei Lianxue didn't even bother to answer. Anyway, at this moment, a disciple of the ***Black Star*** came to greet them.

Now that Feng Yu Die looked like this, with messy hair and clothes full of dust and leaves, he subconsciously thought that she was Pei Lianxue's maid, so he said, "Little cultivator, are you here for the selection process?"

Pei Lianxue hastily cupped her hands, then pointed to Feng Yu Die beside her and said, "Brother, you misunderstood, I am her companion."

"Ah?" The disciple was stunned for a moment, then looked at Feng Yu Die and asked with a strange expression, "Are you here to participate in the selection?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Feng Yu Die blinked. "I'm here for the selection."

"Our sect only recruits disciples with single and unusual spiritual roots or people from prominent families."

"Let those two come over!" Elder Wang's voice came from behind the disciple.

He turned his head and bowed. "Yes, Elder."

Elder Wang walked up to them, and seeing Feng Yu Die's unkempt appearance, he asked with a frown, "What happened to you?"

"I hugged..."

Pei Lianxue hastily interrupted. "She accidentally rolled down when we were going up the mountain."