Turning My Junior Sister into a Mary Sue In Xianxia Yuri World - Volume 3 Chapter 40 / Chapter 206: Jiujiu and Yudie, Who Is She? Who Are You?

While Su Xianyu was changing clothes behind the pine tree, Feng Yudie walked back to investigate the corpses of the four people, poking at them with her sword.

These were four mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, and she worried they might have left some tricks behind, so she hadn’t kept any of them alive to question.

But now she regretted it.

“If I had known they were so weak, I should have left one alive to ask questions.”

She squatted beside one of the bodies, propped her face on her hand, and poked a stick at the corpse’s face, asking, “Why did you want to kill me? I didn’t do anything to you.”

Of course, the corpse didn’t reply.

Pouting, Feng Yudie tried to recall recent events.

Apart from the murder in the Wutian Shadowmoon Sword Pavilion yesterday, nothing noteworthy had happened.

Most of her time had been spent with Yun Jiujiu, either drinking or eating roast chicken, or fighting…

Judging from the talismans they set and how decisively they attacked, it was clear they were out for her life, not trying to kidnap or rob her.

Scratching the back of her head, she looked up at the sky and asked, “Xiaotian, do you know anything about this?”

Xiaotian, confirming there were no living creatures around, descended and shrugged, saying, 『I’ve been busy renovating and don’t know what’s been happening outside. You need to think if you’ve offended anyone recently.』

“Useless Xiaotian,” Feng Yudie pouted. “If Young Master Ye were here, he’d probably know what’s going on.”

Xiaotian blinked, feeling inexplicably frustrated.

The dignified spirit of the Heavenly Dao Book was being compared unfavorably to a young cultivator?

But thinking it over, it wasn’t so bad—after all, if Yudie depended on Young Master Ye, it was a good thing! A very good thing!

『Yes, yes, yes… You’re right.』

Xiaotian, with a mischievous grin, flew in front of Feng Yudie and egged her on, 『Why don’t you become Dao companions with Young Master Ye? Then you can ask him anything, and I’ll get some peace.』

“Go away!” Feng Yudie swatted him aside in annoyance. “Why are you always trying to pair me with Young Master Ye whenever you come out? So annoying. Go back to your nest.”

『Ah…』

Xiaotian sighed, shaking it head before retreating back to his nest to enjoy the fire.

Feng Yudie looked around, thinking she’d ask Ye Anping and Pei Lengxue about it later that night.

They had agreed to meet under a large ancient tree in the forest at the foot of Zhongfeng Peak.

At this moment, Su Xianyu, now dressed, emerged from the forest.

Her face had lost its earlier panic, but she looked pale, probably from internal injuries.

She walked up to Feng Yudie, shyly biting her lip, and thanked her again, “Senior Brother Feng… Do you have some time later? I don’t have many spirit stones on me right now. How about coming back to my place, and I’ll get them for you? I can also treat you to dinner and drinks.”

“No worries,” Feng Yudie waved her hand with a smile. “Just give them to me whenever you have them. I won’t charge you interest.”

“Thank you…”

Su Xianyu blushed and nodded, but then she suddenly fainted forward, startling Feng Yudie, who quickly caught her, holding her close to her chest.

“Junior Sister Su, are you okay?”

“A little dizzy… I think the talisman injured my meridians…”

“Shall I take you back?”

Su Xianyu bit her lip, hesitated, then said, “Sorry to trouble you, Senior Brother Feng.”

“No trouble at all~ Happy to help.”

As she was about to lift Su Xianyu in a bridal carry, the sound of someone shouting echoed through the forest:

“Waaahhh—!”

Feng Yudie looked over to see a cute little girl with waist-length golden curls clutching a pine tree, staring at them in shock.

As Feng Yudie turned her way, the girl stomped over angrily on her short legs, but tripped halfway, face-planting into the snow.

After wiping off the snow, she continued running, frowning as she pointed at Su Xianyu in Feng Yudie’s arms and demanded:

“Who is she?!”

Feng Yudie was stunned, looking the girl up and down before asking, “Who are you?”

“I…” The little girl looked down at her blue dress, suddenly realizing and said, “I’m Jiujiu.”

“You’re called Jiujiu too? What’s your relation to Sister Jiu?”

“I… I am your Sister Jiu.” Yun Jiujiu replied shyly, then took a deep breath, raised her little fist, and stared at Feng Yudie, saying, “I wore this just for you! Does it look good? If you say it doesn’t, I’ll beat you up!”

Feng Yudie ducked her head, saying, “Well, if you’re going to beat me up, of course, I’ll say it looks good.”

Yun Jiujiu blinked, thought for a moment, then asked, “And if I don’t beat you up, does it still look good?”

Feng Yudie examined her closely.

Yun Jiujiu’s azure-blue dress was strikingly similar to the one Junior Sister Pei often wore.

If not for her golden curls, she would look just like a mini version of Junior Sister Pei.

And if she resembled Junior Sister Pei, then of course she looked good!

Feng Yudie nodded quickly, “Yes, it looks good.”

“Good! I’ll get used to it, and then I can wear it for you every day.”

“Huh? Why would you wear it for me?”

Yun Jiujiu tilted her head and asked back, “Didn’t you just say it looked good?”

Feng Yudie didn’t get it but didn’t dwell on it either.

She supported Su Xianyu and pointed to the four bodies behind her, saying:

“Jiujiu, these people seemed to want to kill me. Could you help me figure out who they are?”

Hearing this, Yun Jiujiu noticed the corpses nearby, startled for a moment, before furrowing her brows and walking over to poke one with her embroidered shoe.

After looking for a while, she turned back to Feng Yudie and asked:

“Yudie, who are these people?”

“You’re asking me? You don’t recognize them?”

“How would I know? Are you hurt?”

“No.”

It then dawned on Yun Jiujiu—a group of people had infiltrated Jiuquan Peak and tried to kill her Yudie.

Her forehead veins bulged, and she stomped her foot, shouting loudly:

“Someone—!!!!”

Her voice echoed through the forest, causing the surrounding pine trees to sway, shaking snow from their branches.

Feng Yudie’s ears buzzed from the noise, and she shivered.

In no time, dozens of Jiuquan Peak disciples arrived, sword in hand.

After surveying the scene, they approached Feng Yudie.

The leader asked, “Senior Brother Feng, where is Sister Jiu? Wasn’t she the one who called us?”

Feng Yudie stared blankly for a moment, then raised her right hand and pointed to Yun Jiujiu, who was standing by the bodies, hands on her hips:

“There.”

The disciples of Jiuquan Peak all turned their heads in unison to look at Yun Jiujiu. Instantly, their brows furrowed, and they all had the same thought:

Is that Sister Jiu? What happened to the clogs, shorts, and dragon-patterned coat? When did she start wearing floral skirts and embroidered shoes?

Did their Sister Jiu turn into a girl?!

“What are you standing around for?! Investigate!!! If you don’t find out who these people are today, I’ll give each of you an earful! Damn, doing evil right under my nose! Ptooey—”

Oh! She didn’t turn into a girl! The Jiuquan Peak disciples snapped out of it and saluted, responding:

“Yes, ma’am!!!”