Was Yun Jiujiu really going to elope with someone she had only known for a short time?
Yun Yiyi listened with the feeling that something was off.
She hadn't spoken to Feng Yu much as they had only met once before, when she was investigating the *Sword Pavilion* case.
Dressed in scholar's white clothes, he had sharp eyebrows and phoenix-like eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips. Although not as good as her Ye Anping, at first glance he was a good-looking person, with a hint of feminine softness in his silver hair and golden eyes.
However, judging from the man's reaction during the investigation, it seemed he was not stupid at all.
In other words, it was very likely that this person was pretending.
"Second sister, I advise you not to be so impulsive. Get to know him better before making a decision. You don't even know what kind of person he is, yet you're willing to follow him? With your brain, if he sells you out, you'll probably turn out helping him count the spirit stones."
Hearing Yun Yiyi badmouthing Feng Yu, Yun Jiujiu pouted and retorted with displeasure. "What's wrong? Are you jealous? Brother Yu is very good. He has a pure heart and good skills."
"You've only been with him for less than a month, right? How do you know whether he is good or bad at heart?"
"Of course I know!" Yun Jiujiu raised her head, boasting. "Anyway, I've made up my mind. When I get out of here, I'll confess to him in a love letter."
"Writing a love letter with your ant-crawling-like handwriting?"
"Isn't my intention that counts?" Yun Jiujiu raised an eyebrow and smirked. "So what if my handwriting is ugly? As long as I'm beautiful inside, isn't that enough? Brother Yu praised me for being pretty, hmph."
"..."
Yun Yiyi could see that her second sister was completely smitten.
She wasn't too bright to begin with, and after being hit by a love spell, it became even worse.
However, it's not like she couldn't understand.
Coincidentally, when Yun Jiujiu met Feng Yu, she also met Ye Anping.
Unfortunately...
"Sigh--"
Yun Yiyi let out a sigh, feeling inexplicably jealous. She thought that after she escaped, she would also write a love letter to Ye Anping and bury him on the highest and best peak of the Sword Sect. Every month, she would go there to play the zither for him.
She felt that in this lifetime, she would never meet another Ye Anping again.
"Second sister, after we get out, how about I help you test Feng Yu?"
"Eh? Test my ass! What is there to test?"
"I'm afraid that you will be deceived. Anyone can kidnap you and trick you. If it weren't for the few people in **Sword Wine Peak** who serve as your advisers..."
"Oh, get lost! Why would he deceive me?"
"He can deceive you for..."
Yun Yiyi looked up and down at Yun Jiujiu. She originally wanted to say "body", but Yun Jiujiu had a thirteen or fourteen-year-old body, a steel-plate-like chest, and short legs. There was no body to deceive for...
Yun Jiujiu noticed Yun Yiyi staring at her chest and immediately frowned and cursed. "Piss off!!"
Yun Yiyi looked away with pursed lips. "It's possible that he will cheat you for spirit stones or cultivation treasures. Think about it, has he asked you for anything?"
Yun Jiujiu pondered for a moment before replying, "Roasted chicken. Two roasted chickens every day. If I don't give him roasted chicken, he won't drink with me."
"Isn't it too much?"
"Brother Yu really likes roasted chicken."
"Do you think you are roasted chicken? Will he like you as much as he likes roast chicken?"
?
Yun Jiujiu rolled her eyes. "You're the one who looks like a roasted chicken."
"No... What I meant is..." Yun Yiyi opened and closed her mouth, then sighed. "Forget it, I won't talk about this anymore."
But, looking at Yun Yiyi's expression, Yun Jiujiu paused for a moment and threatened her with a frown. "Yun Yiyi, don't even think about seducing my brother Yu! If you dare to seduce him, I will break your legs."
"Who cares about your brother Yu?"
"You just lost your partner, who knows what you..."
"Hey, watch your mouth, will you?!"
"What the hell, I..."
*Dong Dong---*
While the two of them were arguing, two sounds came from outside the iron door of the stone room. Yun Yiyi and Yun Jiujiu immediately closed their mouths and turned their heads to look at the door.
The hinges of the iron door seemed to be rusty. When it opened and closed, it made a squeaking sound that gave Yun Jiujiu goosebumps all over her body.
A person stepped over the threshold from outside. When she saw the man's white beard trailing down, Yun Yiyi frowned.
---Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan walked in with his hands behind his back and looked at the two sisters who were now leaning against each other. He raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Second Miss and Eldest Miss seem to get along quite well?"
"Elder Zhuang..." Yun Yiyi muttered with narrowed eyes.
Yun Jiujiu also recognized Zhuang Yan and her eyes lit up."Didn't I tell you?! Third Sister and Brother Yu must have already moved and brought someone to rescue us."
Speechless, Yun Yiyi glanced at her as if she were an idiot. On the other hand, Zhuang Yan burst into laughter.
"Hahaha -- the Second Lady is still the same as always..." Zhuang Yan paused here, and then the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and he became serious. "Stupid."
"Huh?" Yun Jiujiu's eyes widened instantly, and she cursed. "Old man Zhuang, who are you calling stupid?!"
"You."
"..."
Zhuang Yan shook his head and sighed with his hands behind his back. "Heh -- the world is going downhill, and there is not a single descendant of the Yun family who can shoulder the responsibility. The ***Moon Shadow Sword*** Sect was originally founded by Immortal Yun Jian himself, and during his lifetime, it was on par with the ***Black Star*** Sect and ***Bright Star*** Sect. But ever since Immortal Yun Jian fell into the hands of demonic cultivators, the position of sect master was assumed by his son, Yun Tianchong, and the sect has been deteriorating day by day, being on the verge of becoming a second-rate sect."
"Elder Zhuang, what do you mean by this?" Yun Yiyi narrowed her eyes.
"What do I mean? You should know better than anyone else, Eldest Miss. Yun Tianchong is your father. You should be more familiar with him than I am. He indulges in lustful desires, and his emotions are chaotic. Yet he still dreams of breaking through the Void and becoming immortal? Do you think he will be able to come out after his next seclusion?"
After coming out from seclusion in March, Yun Tianchong would soon enter another closed-door cultivation session to break through the *Deification* and then enter the *Void Returning* stage.
Yun Yiyi was not very clear about the matter of breaking through the Void, but she had heard that it was much more difficult than *Core Formation* or *Nascent Soul* break-through. The test of the way of heart, mind, and energy was almost despairing. And if you failed to break the Void, your soul would definitely be lost.
Given his character, she had always felt there was almost no possibility of her father breaking through the Void. The others in the sect shared the same opinion; however, her father insisted on going his own way. Who could persuade him?
In other words, after Yun Tianchong's next seclusion, it was to be expected that ***Moon Shadow Sword*** Sect would completely lose a late *Deification* stage cultivator.
By then, the highest level of the sect's cultivators would only be in the late stage of the *Nascent Soul*, and no one would be able to carry the Sword Sect's flag forward.
Seeing that Yun Yiyi was silent, Zhuang Yan shook his head. "Eldest Miss, you are intelligent, but your abilities are too low. Second Miss has good abilities, but there's no mind. Third Miss has good abilities and a sharp mind, but her luck is too poor. In the future, no matter which one of you takes over the ***Moon Shadow Sword*** Sect, it will be a disaster."
Undaunted by his eyes, Yiyi raised her head to ask, "Then, what are you suggesting? There are only three of us descendants of the Yun family now, and there is no one outstanding among the inner disciples..."
"Heh... Who says there are only three of you?"
"Who else is there?"
"Your eldest brother, Yun Kunwu."
Zhuang Yan smiled, stroked his beard, and continued, "He is also my direct disciple. He has the heavenly spiritual root and embodies the way of the sword. Kunwu achieved the *Foundation Building* when he was fourteen, the *Core Formation* at the age of nineteen, and promoted to the *Nascent Soul* stage at thirty. Compared with him, what are you two cultivators who have been practicing for sixty or seventy years and are still in the middle and late stages of *Foundation Building*?"
"I've heard about him, but what a pity that he died hundreds of years ago."
"Haha, what you hear may not necessarily be true."
Zhuang Yan came forward and grabbed Yun Yiyi by the collar, lifting her from the ground. "Yun Tianchong personally destroyed his body back then and imprisoned his divine soul within the Forbidden Land of the Sword Sect. My poor disciple has been lying in the Sword Tomb for a hundred years without seeing the sun or the moon while you three sisters are playing house outside. Competing for the position of Sect Leader? Heh, what a joke!!!"
Looking at Zhuang Yan's eyes burning with hate, Yun Yiyi swallowed her saliva. She could tell that he had gone mad, and no matter what she said now, it was unlikely to persuade him. So, she had no choice but to keep her mouth shut, but she did not avoid his gaze.
Ye Anping died because of this person; she must make him pay back a thousandfold. But for now... she had to hold back.
Seeing that Yun Yiyi didn't show any fear, Zhuang Yan paused, then put her down again and said, "You have guts now, let's see if you'll still have guts later."
"..."
"Take them up."
Going out with his hands behind his back, Zhuang Yan gave this order to someone outside the stone room.
Two disciples in the early stage of *Core Formation* walked in, pulled Yun Yiyi and Yun Jiujiu from the ground, and led them out of the stone room by their chains.
