Turning My Junior Sister into a Mary Sue In Xianxia Yuri World - Volume 3 Chapter 55 / Chapter 222: Xiaotian, Haste Makes No Wedding Feast

Above the snowy forest of the lonely mountain, a flying sword streaked through the air, cutting through the wind and snow, flying just above the treetops.

Ye Anping focused entirely on controlling the sword, while Feng Yudie, who was clinging to his back, used the opportunity to meditate and quickly heal her injured meridians with her spiritual energy.

Inside Feng Yudie’s cloak, Xiaotian was wiping its tears with a face full of satisfaction.

— Its Yudie was finally together with Ye Lad.

Just moments ago, Xiaotian had been floating above the two of them while they were talking.

From Ye Anping unconsciously hugging Feng Yudie from behind while helping her fasten her cloak, to now carrying her on his back while he flew the sword and she healed her wounds, Xiaotian had seen it all and memorized every detail.

As the saying goes, “Those involved can’t see clearly, but onlookers can.”

Think about it—its Yudie used to hate even being near men, let alone being carried by one. But now, she was quietly and obediently lying on Ye Lad’s back.

As for Ye Lad, though he always pretended not to see it and maintained a cold, sour expression towards Yudie, whenever Yudie got injured or was in danger, he would immediately step up to help and take care of her.

How was this not mutual affection?

A few days ago, Xiaotian had a chat with Old Jiu about the situation between Ye Anping and Feng Yudie.

Xiaotian was different from Old Jiu.

Xiaotian was born together with Feng Yudie and was the same age as her, only a bit more mature because it inherited the knowledge of previous Heavenly Dao Scriptures spirit.

But Old Jiu was an ancient, immortal dragon who had followed countless Immortal Emperor Heir and had witnessed nearly every major event recorded in the Heavenly Dao Scriptures.

His words enlightened Xiaotian:

…

『Xiaotian, you can’t rush this.』

『What do you mean?』

『Just like understanding the Dao takes insight, falling in love requires understanding love.』 Old Jiu shook his dragon head. 『That Yudie girl is only sixteen or seventeen—at her most rebellious age. If you push too hard, she’ll just resist more. The more you urge her, the less likely she’ll be to act.』

『So what should I do?』

『Just pretend nothing’s happening. That Ye Lad can see you, so he’s definitely destined by fate, though the path may be full of twists and obstacles. In the end, he and that Yudie girl will inevitably become a pair of dao companions. In my opinion, Yudie hasn’t yet grasped what love is. Realizing love is like understanding the Dao; it takes time, place, and the right people. Be patient and wait…』

…

Xiaotian naturally understood Old Jiu’s advice.

— If it’s destiny, then leave it to fate.

Old Jiu taught it the virtue of delayed gratification.

But Xiaotian wasn’t like Old Jiu, a thousand-year-old dragon with endless patience.

It was going crazy with impatience!

It wanted the two of them to be a couple right now, immediately, without delay!

Xiaotian wanted to see Yudie acting shy and blushing around Ye Lad, to see her cuddling up to him sweetly, and to witness the two of them exchanging loving glances and sharing a kiss!

Imagining these scenarios, Xiaotian couldn’t help but pop out from inside Feng Yudie’s cloak:

『Yudie, kiss him!』

?

?

Both Ye Anping, who had been seriously controlling the sword, and Feng Yudie, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, had instant question marks pop up above their heads when they heard that.

— What’s gotten into it?

Feng Yudie rolled her eyes at Xiaotian, but after a moment, she realized that clinging onto Ye Anping’s neck like this didn’t seem appropriate.

Though she couldn’t exactly explain why, she just felt like it wasn’t right.

After thinking for a bit, she said:

“Young Master Ye, I’ve recovered pretty well. I can fly on my own.”

Without a second thought, Ye Anping nodded and withdrew his hands from supporting her legs.

“Alright.”

Feng Yudie gracefully stepped onto the hilt of his sword and then jumped off to summon her own flying sword.

After adjusting her balance, she quickly stabilized herself and sped up to follow Ye Anping toward Qiongfeng.

『Huh?』

Watching this, Xiaotian looked aggrieved and suddenly wanted to smack itself.

Xiaotian, why did you have to say anything? If you had kept quiet, Yudie would probably still be snuggled up on Ye Lad’s back!

『Ugh—stupid Yudie!』

Xiaotian pouted, sniffed, muttered a complaint, and then turned around to crawl back into Feng Yudie’s mind to whine to Old Jiu.

Feng Yudie ignored it and turned to glance at Ye Anping, who was focused on the path ahead.

“Young Master Ye?” she called out.

“Mm.”

“That Yu Shuiting girl just now, you actually gave her a choice? I thought you’d just cut her down without saying a word.”

Ye Anping glanced sideways and replied, “If it weren’t for you shouting just now, she would’ve probably joined the sixth corpse on the ground.”

Feng Yudie smiled and said, “Hehe~ Sorry, I stopped you mainly because… I didn’t think she was bad. She seemed like someone who was tricked into joining.”

“Why do you know that she’s not bad?”

“Instinct!” Feng Yudie blinked. “I’m really good at reading people. I can tell whether someone’s good or bad at a glance.”

Ye Anping gave her a sideways glance, as if he was about to accuse her of judging people by their appearance, but after thinking about it, he realized that Feng Yudie really did have an uncanny ability to see through people.

After all, her instincts in the game’s plot were incredibly sharp.

She could often sense something off from strange details, like during the investigation at the Wutian Shadowmoon Sword Pavilion when she noticed that each of the twenty-seven people had an organ removed.

Normally, who would start by counting the number of organs?

Ye Anping coldly replied, “I only gave her a chance because she wrapped Yun Yiyi in a quilt when tying her up, and when I killed that late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator earlier, she didn’t try to stop me. Whether she lives or dies makes no difference. It’s just one more or one less sword strike.”

Feng Yudie was stunned for a moment, then suddenly started giggling for no reason.

“Hehe…”

“What are you laughing at?”

“After all that, isn’t it because she’s a girl that Young Master Ye spared her?”

“It’s not.”

“Oh, it’s fine, I get it~” Feng Yudie teased, waving her hand. “Even Young Master Ye has his soft moments~ Hehe, I’ve found your weak spot.”

“…?”

“…”

Although Ye Anping didn’t care what others thought of him, hearing her teasing tone made him extremely annoyed. “Weak spot?”

Feng Yudie smirked mischievously and blinked. “Mm-hmm?”

As soon as she tilted her head with that irritating look, Ye Anping immediately reached out and pinched her cheek, twisting it a full 180 degrees.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch—It hurts~~”

“Still think it’s a weak spot?”

“Young Master Ye, you’re getting worked up! That means—ouch, ouch, ouch~”

“…”

Ye Anping twisted another thirty degrees.

Feng Yudie suddenly felt like her mouth was going to split from the pulling and quickly shouted, “I surrender!! I surrender!!~”

Ye Anping glanced at her, then let go.

Once her cheeks were free, Feng Yudie pouted and rubbed her now-reddened face with resentment. She stuck out her tongue at him.

“Bleh~”

“Enough playing around. Keep your mouth shut, pull your hood down tight, and especially hide your hair better.”

“Okay~ Got it.”

Feng Yudie immediately became serious, but it only earned her a quick glance from Ye Anping. She quickly shrank back, making a cross over her mouth to show she wouldn’t speak anymore.

Ye Anping, feeling tired, sighed, “Sigh—let’s go down.”