Turning My Junior Sister into a Mary Sue In Xianxia Yuri World - Volume 3 Chapter 69 / Chapter 236: The Protagonist, Small Bird?

Under the Array of Spiritual Light, countless earth veins of spiritual energy were forcibly drawn from the land, manifesting as beams of starlight converging upward.

Above the scorching lake, Pei Lengxue held the Snow Qiong of the Myriad Spirits Sword, and nimbly leapt from Ye Anping’s flying sword to land lightly on the water’s surface.

As her toes touched the water, a wave of icy blue spiritual light spread outward. The boiling lake, bubbling just moments before, instantly froze into a solid sheet of ice, creating a floating platform for Pei Lengxue to stand on.

Pei Lengxue moved to the center of the lake, looked up at Ye Anping on his flying sword, and nodded to signal, “Ready!”

“Let’s begin, Junior Sister.”

“Mhm~”

Ye Anping nodded, then flew upward on his sword.

Watching her senior brother soar into the distance, Pei Lengxue slightly tilted her head back, closed her eyes, relaxed her body, and gathered her own spiritual energy at her left fingertips.

With her sword held vertically before her eyebrows, she traced a quick line from the sword’s hilt to the tip with her left hand, then raised the blade to the sky.

An icy blue mist instantly erupted from her body.

In the blink of an eye, the entire lake had turned into an ice sheet, and even the surrounding flames were encased in ice, like frozen lanterns with flames burning inside.

White mist spread as an icy blue pillar of light shot skyward, piercing the center of the massive formation mark above.

Rumble—

The impact shook the surrounding mountains, causing rocks to tumble from the peaks.

The six Nascent Soul elders forming the sky array trembled from the force of this spiritual energy.

Tian Xing, the primary controller of the array, looked in disbelief at the icy blue light beam rising from somewhere within Qiong Peak:

“This is…”

The elder next to him quickly asked, “Elder Tian Xing, could it be… the Sword Ancestor?”

“It is not.”

Elder Tian Xing denied immediately, closed his eyes, and, after a moment of contemplation, opened them again, revealing a flash of golden spiritual light.

This was a high-level far-seeing technique.

His gaze cut through the roaring spiritual flames, passed towering mountains, and, after spanning miles, settled on the lake where Pei Lengxue stood.

Upon seeing the four-and-a-half-foot-long spirit sword of pure black ice in Pei Lengxue’s hand, a hint of delight flashed across his aged face, and he called out:

“Everyone! Shift the formation! Make an opening for her as the main array core.”

The other five, surprised, glanced over at Elder Tian Xing.

None of them used far-seeing techniques to understand the situation fully, but as the most senior among them, Elder Tian Xing’s decisions carried weight; if he instructed them to yield the core position to this unknown individual, he must have his reasons.

The six Nascent Soul cultivators immediately altered their formation, rearranging the symbols of the array. The hexagonal formation in the sky slowly transformed, with an opening created at the center for Pei Lengxue.

In the middle of the lake, Pei Lengxue saw the shifting array and hurriedly performed the sequence Ye Anping had taught her, pressing her hand to form seven seals in succession and channeling her spiritual energy through the Snow Qiong of the Myriad Spirits Sword into the formation mark.

However, upon doing this, her consciousness seemed to transfer suddenly to a space filled with flowing lights.

Now, the six Nascent Soul cultivators’ souls surrounded her, forming a circle around her.

These figures, male and female, young and old, all turned their gazes on her the moment she appeared.

A flamboyantly dressed woman raised an eyebrow and asked, “Huh? Isn’t this girl just a Foundation Establishment cultivator? Old man Tian, what are you thinking, having the six of us assist her in setting up the array?”

“And a triple-spirit root cultivator, no less…”

“And so young…”

“But… quite cute.”

After this comment, the other five, including Elder Tian Xing, turned their gazes to the female cultivator who had just remarked on Pei Lengxue’s cuteness.

“What are you staring at me for? She really is cute, don’t you think?”

“… …”

Pei Lengxue felt a little intimidated at this point.

She had the feeling that she was surrounded by a powerful group of seniors, standing in place, unsure of what to do, her head slightly lowered in vulnerability, her orange eyes blinking nervously.

Elder Tian Xing sighed, then turned his gaze to Pei Lengxue and said:

“Child, don’t just stand there. You know how to set up the array, right? Just channel your spiritual energy into the formation through your sword, and leave the rest to us.”

Pei Lengxue paused for a moment, then responded with a loud, “Alright!!”

““… …””

The six elders squinted in unison, their ears ringing slightly from the loud response. They shot her a look but didn’t comment further.

“Girl! Direct your energy to Tian Shu, slowly, take your time. Don’t rush, and don’t be nervous.”

“Got it!!!”

“… …”

… …

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Meanwhile, elsewhere.

In the snowy forest, Hu Tianyue, sitting cross-legged beside Yun Yiyi, Yun Xi, and Yun Jiujiu, noticed the array mark in the sky shifting and felt a bit puzzled.

When she first saw the array mark, she figured it was that old man Tian Xing leading a group to put out fires.

But halfway through, they suddenly switched the six-person formation into a seven-person one, and then a flash of icy blue light shot out from within Qiong Peak.

“What’s that old man Tian up to?”

Muttering to herself, Hu Tianyue turned to Zhang Yihe, who was sitting idly nearby, and said, “Hey, kid, go check out that spot where the icy blue light appeared. You’re not doing anything here anyway.”

Zhang Yihe hesitated, shrinking back with a shiver and shaking his head, “Elder Hu, I… I’m hurt.”

“What are you hurt from?”

“My… my foot, it hurts.” He quickly grabbed his ankle, rolling around dramatically.

“… …”

Hu Tianyue raised an eyebrow, immediately realizing he was probably just afraid of danger and backing out.

Then she turned to Feng Yudie, who was holding Yun Jiujiu.

“Miss Feng, why don’t you go check it out? I’ll take care of them here.”

Feng Yudie was about to agree, but then froze, quickly pointing to her face and protesting, “I’m—I’m not a woman.”

“… …”

Hu Tianyue raised an eyebrow and, glancing at Feng Yudie’s pants, squinted and said, “Oh? Well, you’re certainly small.”

“Huh?” Feng Yudie, confused, tilted her head. “What do you mean by ‘certainly small’?”

“Your bird is small.”

“Huh? What bird?”

“… …”

Hu Tianyue rolled her eyes at her, then turned back to Zhang Yihe, “Alright, Zhang Yihe, you and little Feng go check it out together. Report back if there’s anything. I’m a bit tied up here.”

“Huh?” Zhang Yihe paused, glanced at Feng Yudie, then nodded, “Alright, Brother Feng~ after you…”

Feng Yudie, still wondering what on earth “bird” meant, stood up, dusted herself off, summoned her flying sword, and leapt onto it.

Before taking off, she glanced once more at the snowy pine tree where Ye Anping had been standing, and, seeing no signal from him, soared into the sky, heading toward the lake where Pei Lengxue was waiting.