Turning My Junior Sister into a Mary Sue In Xianxia Yuri World - Volume 3 Chapter 58 / Chapter 225: Yiyi and Jiujiu, Sisters' Banter

Clang, clang—

The sound of chains dragging on the ground echoed for a long time. Yun Yiyi struggled in various ways for quite some time, finally managing to throw off the blanket wrapped around her. Unfortunately, the immortal ropes used to bind late-stage Foundation Establishment demonic beasts were still wrapped around her hands and feet, leaving her unable to move.

As for Yun Jiujiu, her arms, waist, and legs were tightly bound by flaming iron chains, leaving her even less mobile than Yun Yiyi, unable to even bounce around and stand like Yiyi.

“Huff, huff—huff, huff—”

Yun Yiyi was flushed, panting heavily, her hair damp with sweat and sticking to her cheeks. She leaned on Yun Jiujiu’s shoulder, resting to regain her strength.

Yun Jiujiu, watching her in this state, was visibly disgusted, almost to the point of expressing it physically.

“Weakling! Aren’t you supposed to be a Foundation Establishment cultivator? Getting exhausted just from dealing with a blanket? Aren’t you ashamed? Tsk, tsk… Ugh!”

Yun Yiyi pursed her lips.

The sword art she practiced, “Water Inquiry Sword,” was all about soft yet skillful techniques—using minimal effort to achieve maximum effect. It didn’t focus on strength at all. Besides, she was a woman and rather petite, so her stamina and strength were naturally weaker compared to other cultivators at her level.

She twitched the corner of her mouth and responded with a cold smile:

“You practice your strength every day, but why don’t you break these chains and get us out of here, huh?”

Clang, clang—

Yun Jiujiu struggled a bit, moving her bound hands and feet, and cursed:

“Ugh! Do you even see how many chains I have on me? One, two, three, four, five, six… Damn it, these six chains could bind a Core Formation cultivator with ease! You tell me, how am I supposed to get out of this?”

“Then why are you talking? What’s the use of being so strong?”

Yun Jiujiu blinked blankly, was silent for a moment, then turned her head away:

“Ugh—can’t argue with you. Leave me alone, don’t bug me.”

Sigh—

Seeing this, Yun Yiyi let out a long sigh.

She looked around the stone chamber, racking her brain to think of a way to escape.

She was also quite puzzled as to who would do such a thing—sneaking into the residences of both Yishui Peak and Jiuquan Peak to kidnap her and Yun Jiujiu, two Young Mistress of the Shadowmoon Sword Sect.

Zhuang Yan?

But what would Zhuang Yan gain from kidnapping her and Yun Jiujiu?

Yun Yiyi couldn’t understand what Zhuang Yan was up to. A few days ago, he had killed 27 inner sect disciples, and now he had kidnapped her and Yun Jiujiu…

?!

Realizing this, Yun Yiyi quickly looked around and asked:

“Where’s Yun Xi? Was she kidnapped too?”

“Huh?” Yun Jiujiu froze for a moment, then frowned. “Oh yeah, where’s Third Sister? If they kidnapped us, why didn’t they take her too?”

“Isn’t that obvious?” Yun Yiyi said, exasperated. “They probably failed to catch her.”

“Then why did they get us?”

“You’re asking me?”

“Heh, so you don’t know either. Then why ask?”

“… …”

Yun Yiyi was left speechless.

Right now, she wished Yun Xi were here instead of the brainless Yun Jiujiu.

If Yun Xi were around, at least they could think of a strategy together, and maybe they’d already have a plan to escape.

But with just the two of them, one brain wasn’t enough to figure anything out!

Feeling helpless, Yun Yiyi decided that arguing with Yun Jiujiu wasn’t helping, so she reluctantly took a step back and unusually called out:

“Second Sister…”

Hearing Yiyi use that term, Yun Jiujiu was slightly startled and asked:

“Well, I haven’t heard you call me ‘Second Sister’ in a while, have I? Heh.”

Yun Yiyi frowned. “Stop with the sarcasm. Now’s not the time for your tantrums; we need to figure out how to escape.”

“So what’s the plan?”

“If Yun Xi wasn’t kidnapped, then she must’ve fought back, and when she got attacked, she would’ve realized that these people weren’t just after her. She’ll definitely bring people to check Yishui Peak and Jiuquan Peak. Once they find clues, they’ll track us down here. Her mind works a lot faster than yours.”

“Oh~” Yun Jiujiu raised an eyebrow and nodded. “I admit it. Plus, Brother Yu might already be leading Jiuquan Peak’s disciples to find me. Isn’t your little Young Master from Hundred Lotus Sect looking for you too? So, we just wait here and rest, right? Nothing else to do anyway, so might as well… save our energy.”

Hearing this, Yun Yiyi paused, feeling a pang in her heart.

Feng Yu was looking for Yun Jiujiu, but as for Ye Anping…

“Young Master Ye…”

“What about him? Is he dead or something?”

Yun Jiujiu jokingly continued the thought.

It was just a habitual jab at Yun Yiyi, but when she turned to glance at Yiyi’s face, she saw tears welling up in her eyes, and Yun Yiyi bit her lip hard.

Yun Jiujiu’s smile instantly disappeared.

As much as she disliked Yun Yiyi, she knew better than to joke about the deceased.

Awkwardly, she grimaced and said:

“Uh… yeah, that was thoughtless of me. I didn’t realize he really passed away.”

“… …”

Seeing Yun Yiyi’s expression still heavy, Yun Jiujiu thought for a moment and tried to comfort her:

“Oh, come on, it’s normal in the immortal path for a partner to die after a few thousand years. What’s the big deal? Over the years, hasn’t our Shadowmoon Sword Sect lost hundreds, if not thousands, of disciples? Just last month, a disciple on Jiuquan Peak named Zhang died when he got hit in the head by his own sword during practice…”

The more Yun Yiyi listened, the tighter she clenched her teeth. She glared angrily at Jiujiu:

“Can you stop saying ‘died’? And how could you compare that random disciple to my Young Master Ye? If Feng Yu died, could you stay this calm?”

Jiujiu rolled her eyes. “As if. He’s so strong, I’d probably die before he does!”

Yun Yiyi felt like she couldn’t connect with her at all and sighed deeply. She shook her head, focusing again on figuring out a way to escape.

Seeing Yiyi fall silent, Yun Jiujiu pouted. After thinking seriously for a bit, she realized her previous comments had indeed been a bit much, so she added:

“Yun Yiyi, hey, I want to tell you something.”

“Mm.”

“I was going to wait until Dad finishes his seclusion to say this, but I’ll tell you now: I’m planning to leave Shadowmoon Sword Sect.”

Yun Yiyi was surprised. “Leave Shadowmoon Sword Sect? Where will you go?”

“I haven’t decided yet. I’ll probably just go with Brother Yu and open a tavern somewhere. You can stay here and be the Sect Master, and I’ll run my tavern. We’ll mind our own business, how about that? Isn’t it a great plan?”

Yun Yiyi frowned, finding it a bit absurd. “You’ve only known him for how long? You could stay in Shadowmoon Sword Sect and still be the Second Young Mistress, with people serving and respecting you. Are you really willing to give all that up to live as a wandering cultivator?”

“If I stay in Shadowmoon Sword Sect, wouldn’t you crush me?”

“I wouldn’t do that!” Yun Yiyi defended herself. “Once I become Sect Master, you and Yun Xi would still be second and third Young Mistress. I’d take care of both of you.”

“Heh—yeah, right. Who knows what you’re really thinking? Anyway, I’ve already made up my mind. Once Dad is out of seclusion, help me talk to him, will you? I’m worried he won’t agree. You should be happy if I leave, right?”