Because it was the City Lord who nominated him, and Gong Yimo also seemed to have made a prior announcement, when Ye Anping went to the City Lord's Mansion to get his badge, he didn't encounter any problems. He smoothly received the "Blood Prison Elder" badge and a set of Elder uniforms from Heavenly Sorrow City's Registration Pavilion.

Ye Anping had thought of entering the city as a rogue cultivator after all, and even if he successfully sneaked into Heavenly Sorrow City, it would be enough to become a "guest" of the Gong family.

But then Yun Jiujiu killed the man named Chen Yu in seconds.

Moreover, Gong Yue and Gong Yimo, father and son, seemed to like him.

They actually gave him Chen Yu's position immediately.

There was no mourning for Chen Yu even for a moment...

But, speaking of that.

The position he took over was called "Blood Prison Elder".

Although he was called "Elder", he was actually just a gatekeeper guarding the prison gate. He could only mobilize dozens of jailers in the Foundation Building stage and it was basically a nominal position.

Ye Anping wondered, if Yun Jiujiu had killed Gong Yimo instead of Chen Yu, would Gong Yue have directly adopted him as his son?

Well, such a thing seemed impossible.

In any case, he was now an Elder of Heavenly Sorrow City.

Although he was a nominal Elder at the bottom, this status made it much easier for him to do things in the city.

At least he could walk openly through the main gate to enter and exit certain places in Heavenly Sorrow City.

It was a blessing in disguise.

Although Yun Jiujiu got into a great deal of trouble...

When he finished the trivial handover matters in the Registration Pavilion, it was already dark, and the city was filled with a festive atmosphere.

Outside the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, Gu Mingxin was waiting while wearing a mask.

Twenty or so demonic cultivators in the early stage of Foundation Building stood in a line behind her respectfully. Judging from their black clothes, they should be the jailers of the Blood Prison.

When Ye Anping came out, Gu Mingxin raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

At the 'snap' sound, those people knelt on one knee, kowtowed toward Ye Anping, and shouted in unison. "Greetings, Elder Liang!!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Anping didn't know what to say, but Gu Mingxin stepped forward and hugged his right arm, smiling. "Senior Liang is so powerful and handsome, I am mesmerized~~"

Ye Anping simply ignored her, then picked someone at random. "How is the girl from the Yun family?"

"Reporting to the Elder." The demonic cultivator bowed. "I heard from the lady that you have a penchant for playing with women, so we have sent the girl to your bedroom."

?

Hearing this, Ye Anping glanced at Gu Mingxin who was holding his arm, and his eyes showed a little dissatisfaction about the personality she had imposed on him. But now that so many people were watching, it was difficult to change it, so he could only go with it. He took out a few spirit stones from his storage bag and threw them over. "Heh... You are quite perceptive. You can go now."

"Yes, sir!"

Everyone bowed, then stepped on their flying swords and headed toward the Blood Prison in the east of the city.

After they left, Gu Mingxin, who was holding Ye Anping's arm, looked at his face and smiled foolishly. "You look good in this robe of a demonic Elder."

"What doesn't look good on me?" Ye Anping rolled his eyes at her and pointed at his face. "And are you praising Kong Huayuan or me?"

Gu Mingxin looked embarrassed, but she smiled. "I don't look at the face, I look at the body~ This body belongs to Ye Anping, and I am praising Ye Anping."

Ye Anping shook his head. Instead of answering her, she asked, "How is Yun Jiujiu?"

"Her Nascent Soul is half broken, but she is quite energetic. Just now, she kept yelling that she wanted to kill all the demons in the city."

Ye Anping frowned. He really wanted to go over and spank her butt.

However, he thought about it and rejected this idea.

Yun Jiujiu was tough. If he spanked her butt, it would hurt his hand more than her buttocks.

But no matter what, he still had to enforce some rules with her.

Now that he was in the enemy territory, he had to be careful, and he couldn't let Yun Jiujiu mess things up with her stubbornness.

"Sigh..."

The two walked along the street to the east of the city for about five miles and arrived at the gate of the Blood Prison Mansion.

The servants in the mansion didn't have time to miss the old times. Chen Yu left at noon, and the new owner had already arrived. Everyone was waiting respectfully in front of the mansion. When Ye Anping came over, they all bowed and told them their duties in the mansion, and kept flattering him.

Ye Anping sent these people away with a few words before taking Gu Mingxin and walking toward the bedroom in the mansion.

… …

In the main bedroom of the Blood Prison Mansion, there were all kinds of alchemy furnaces and Spirit Gathering Arrays. On the bookshelf were the cultivation manuals that the previous Elder Chen had collected from all over the Eastern Region, and there were some demonic cultivator's pills in the corner.

On a sofa, behind the screen in the corner was Yun Jiujiu with a collar around her neck and her hands and feet bound by special soul-locking iron chains, lying there and staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Her mind was full of the two sword blows that Ye Anping had easily deflected.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.

Ye Anping was her elder sister's cultivation partner.

So she always felt that Ye Anping was probably similar to her elder sister, a weakling with a sharp mind.

She admitted in her heart that Ye Anping was indeed smarter than her...

But...

Ding—!

The muffled sound of the sword blade colliding with Ye Anping's just now still echoed in her mind.

Yun Jiujiu was silent for a long time, then turned to look at Feng Yu Die who was standing by and asked, "No-bird, when did that Ye guy become so powerful?"

"Huh?"

Feng Yu Die, who was reading the "Mysterious Girl Sutra" given to her by Xiao Yunluo, looked over when she heard her voice and pouted. "Young Master Ye has always been very powerful."

"Wasn't he just a… hiss– I don't think I've ever seen him fight with my own eyes..."

Yun Jiujiu frowned, feeling very aggrieved. She admitted that she couldn't beat Feng Yu Die, but why did she lose to Ye Anping, who had always given her the impression of a sissy boy?

Didn't this mean that Ye Anping had a sharp mind and was good at fighting too?

And the most important thing was that Ye Anping had a bird!!

If this wasn't a good man, then who else was it?

Thinking of this, Yun Jiujiu glanced at Feng Yu Die and felt even more conflicted.

Her elder sister found a good man, but what about her?

The "man" she found didn't even have a bird...

"Tsk..."

Yun Jiujiu clicked her tongue, then looked at the ceiling helplessly. "No-bird, how are you and that Ye guy?"

"Huh?"

"Didn't you like him?"

"So?"

"Did it work?"

"Well… I don't know." Feng Yu Die lowered her eyes. "Anyway, I told him, but he hasn't replied to me yet..."

Squeak—

The door of the bedroom was opened.

Ye Anping walked into the room with Gu Mingxin, and after closing the door, he took out a few talismans for blocking the spiritual sense and pasted them around just in case.

Yun Jiujiu sat up and stared at Ye Anping's face for a long time.

"..."

Ye Anping frowned at her. "Why are you staring at me?"

Yun Jiujiu shrank her neck and asked with a flat mouth, "I vaguely feel that you didn't look like this before?"

"…"

Speechless, Ye Anping raised his hand and tore off the human skin mask on his face. "Like this?"

"Oh… then what about with your demonic spirit?"

Ye Anping tilted his head toward Gu Mingxin behind him. "It's her."

"Ah? Isn't this Miss Pei? Oh... Miss Pei's breasts are not as big as hers. Who is she?"

Ye Anping's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, Gu Mingxin took off her mask and sneered. "I am your sister."

Yun Jiujiu was confused. Seeing Gu Mingxin's face, she instinctively felt a little threatened. She could also feel the strong demonic energy in Gu Mingxin's body. She pointed at her, asking, "Hey, Ye!! Isn't this a demonic cultivator? Where did you find her..."

Ye Anping sighed again, stepped closer to the bed, and gently patted Yun Jiujiu's shoulder.

"Sigh..."

"What are you doing?!"

"I'll heal your wounds."

Ye Anping said calmly, grabbed Yun Jiujiu's shoulders, flipped her in the air, and then slammed her onto the bed.

Bang—

Yun Jiujiu gritted her teeth in pain and held back without making a sound.

Seeing her like this, Ye Anping said directly, "Sister Feng, prepare some needles for me."

Hearing the word needle, Yun Jiujiu's eyes widened, and she turned her head quickly, shouting, "It's okay! I'm okay!! You don't need to heal my wounds!!"

Ye Anping ignored her. After Feng Yu Die sterilized the silver needle with fire, he lifted Yun Jiujiu's clothes with one hand, poured spiritual power into the silver needle, and pierced her back.

When the needle was inserted, Yun Jiujiu's eyes widened, and she screamed. "Ahhhhhhh! It hurts!! Damn it!! Where did you pierce!!"

Ye Anping smiled contemptuously and didn't reply. Instead, he deliberately inserted the needles in the most painful places of the meridians. In addition, he used the physiotherapy he had tried on his sister before. In a moment, two more needles were inserted, making Yun Jiujiu burst into tears of pain.

"Ye, you bastard! You wait and see... Ahh ..."

Miserable screams echoed in the room. Yun Jiujiu flopped wildly on the bed like a salted fish, but the bed was solid. Although it creaked continuously, it did not collapse.

Feng Yu Die, who was helping to prepare the needles, was a little shocked when she saw Ye Anping's expression.

Even she could tell that Ye Anping was venting his anger.

Gu Mingxin, on the other side, was very interested. She looked with envy at Yun Jiujiu who was screaming on the bed, as if she also wanted to be pierced by Ye Anping.

"Ahhhh—! Damn Ye, you fucking—!! Ahhhh—"

"Call me brother-in-law."

Yun Jiujiu heard this, but probably because of her temper, she immediately bit her lips. However, as Ye Anping's next needle was inserted, she couldn't hold it anymore and shouted, "Brother-in-law!! Brother-in-law!! Please!! Stop!!!"

Ye Anping's mood improved a little, and he no longer picked those acupuncture points that were most painful when the needle was inserted but started seriously using his spiritual sense and energy to treat Yun Jiujiu's meridians.

The acupuncture session lasted about an hour. Ye Anping also borrowed Feng Yu Die's Spring Phase spiritual energy and combined it with some high-quality pills in the storage bag to help Yun Jiujiu repair her Nascent Soul.

Yun Jiujiu's injuries were not caused by him or Gong Yimo, but because she squeezed her own Nascent Soul when she was ready to fight to the death.

—A Core Formation-stage cultivator could shatter his core to obtain a cultivation level invincible to a Nascent Soul cultivator for a short period of time.

—A Nascent Soul cultivator could also fight with a Deification cultivator for a short period of time if his Nascent Soul was broken.

But in fact, most people would not do this even if they were desperate.

After all, most cultivators in this world believed in "reincarnation".

And if someone broke their cultivation base, they would not be able to enter the six levels of reincarnation in the next life, and their soul would be scattered from then on.

Ye Anping was not sure whether this statement was true or not, but he could now confirm one thing, that is, Yun Jiujiu did not seem to care about her next life.

When he first went to the Sword Sect, Yun Jiujiu broke her own meridians to protect Yun Yiyi.

And just now, she was ready to break her Nascent Soul without a thought.

"Sigh..."

Ye Anping sighed lightly as he removed the more than one hundred silver needles on her back and sat down on the bed. "Let's make something clear. You could have pretended to surrender or pretended to be dead. Gong Yimo and the others would not have killed you when they saw you fainted. But you were actually ready to smash your Nascent Soul and fight to the death? What were you thinking?"

Yun Jiujiu sniffled, feeling an inexplicable sense of oppression. She turned her head and looked at him. "You, Ye..."

Ye Anping raised the silver needle.

"...Brother-in-law."

Ye Anping put down the silver needle and scolded her. "Don't only think about fighting others day and night. If I hadn't happened to come this time, you would not be able to return to Sword Sect in the future."

"...What does it matter? Anyway, it's all about killing demonic cultivators… Kill as many as you can."

"With the premise to survive."

Yun Jiujiu pouted, looked at Feng Yu Die, and retorted. "...Anyway, I should have lost my life back in the Sword Sect."

Ye Anping shook his head slightly. "Feng Yu Die saved your life, so you should also prioritize saving your life, otherwise you'll owe her. Demonic cultivators can be killed at any time, but life is only one. If you die, Yiyi and the others will be sad."

"..."

"Not to mention the effort I spent to save the lives of you three sisters…"

"Eh?" Yun Jiujiu froze, not knowing what Ye Anping was talking about, but then she relaxed and asked, "So what's going on? I…"

"Have you brought three disciples of the Sword Sect with you?"

"Yes, they are disciples of Night Tide Peak, what about them?"

I knew it… Ye Anping suddenly felt even more tired, and he explained, "Those three are all spies."

"…"

Yun Jiujiu looked at Ye Anping in silence, and then blue veins popped out on her temples. "Shit!!! I knew it!!! Damn Yun Xi…"

Just as Yun Jiujiu was cursing, she suddenly noticed a small silver dagger in Ye Anping's hand. The veins on her face disappeared immediately, and she asked fearfully, "Brother-in-law, what are you doing now?!"

"Cut a lock of your hair and send it to your father." Ye Anping said calmly as he grabbed a handful of hair behind Yun Jiujius's head and cut off a bunch. "I also took your Sword Sect identity token."

Yun Jiujiu didn't know what he was going to do, but she nodded weakly. "...Oh."