Hearing Feng Yu Die's words, Yun Jiujiu was stunned and couldn't come to her senses for a while. From Feng Yu Die's expression, she seemed to be serious, so she took a deep breath and simply skipped the topic.

She really didn't know how to answer this.

How to borrow that thing? Cut it off and return it after using it? Or...

A burst of strange scenarios suddenly popped up in Yun Jiujiu's mind, and she hastily tilted her head back, gulped down a mouthful of wine, and asked, "Can't you find a guy? Why does it have to be a girl?"

"All men suck," Feng Yu Die said seriously. "My master was cheated by a man before and always told me to stay away from men."

"Really..."

Feng Yu Die hugged her knees and looked up. "My master has passed away, so I have always wanted to avenge her. When I meet the person who cheated her, I will definitely kill him."

"Very good! When the time comes, you call me and I'll help you chop him down." Yun Jiujiu nodded in approval. "Say, what's that person's name? Is his cultivation high? If his cultivation isn't high, I'll have the Sword Sect disciples help you find him."

"I don't know his name. I've only seen his portrait."

"Do you have the portrait with you? Let me have a look. Maybe I can help you find him."

"I always carry it with me..."

Feng Yu Die nodded and took out an old rolled-up portrait from her storage bag, untied the string on it, and opened it for Yun Jiujiu to see.

The portrait had a yellowish-brown background, and the figure on it was not colored, so it was impossible to see the color of the hair or eyes. Also, the painting was not very good; it was rather abstract and similar to those wanted posters from the immortal cities.

However, the plum blossom tattoo with both stamen and pistil on his brow was particularly "eye-catching".

"Pfft..."

The moment she saw the plum blossom tattoo, the wine Yun Jiujiu had in her mouth sprayed directly toward the painting.

Feng Yu Die reacted quickly, and before the wine got onto the painting, she hastily pulled it back and looked at Jiujiu, raising her eyebrows. "What are you doing?!"

"Cough cough cough--" Yun Jiujiu patted her chest and coughed for a while before she recovered and asked weakly, "Is this the one who deceived your master?"

"Yes, my master used to curse the person in this portrait every time she saw it and would poke his crotch with a knife. Look at this..."

Feng Yu Die pointed at the crotch of the drawn figure, and Yun Jiujiu saw that the area was covered with knife marks, enough to tell what kind of emotions the person who stabbed the painting was harboring at that time.

Yun Jiujiu pouted, recalling her old man, and suddenly her heart tingled with anger.

Just because he couldn't control his lecherous urges, she, Yun Xi, and Yun Yiyi had never lived a good life since childhood, not to mention how he was screwing around with no regard whatsoever...

With such a rotten temper you still want to have a breakthrough into the *Void Returning* stage?

Damn you, old man!

"Tsk..."

Feng Yu Die looked at her. "Do you recognize this person?"

"I recognize him, but I'm not familiar with him."

"Who is he?"

"If I tell you, you're not going directly to him, are you?"

"Why not?" Feng Yu Die frowned and thought for a while. "Could it be that his cultivation level is very high?"

"Yes, very high."

"Then, tell me who he is first. I will go find him when my cultivation level improves."

"..."

Yun Jiujiu didn't know whether she should tell Feng Yu Die. She was worried that if she knew that the man was her father, she would take it out on her.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from behind.

Yun Jiujiu and Feng Yu Die turned to look behind them and saw a young man in a turquoise robe entering the garden gate and meeting their eyes.

Ye Anping faltered for a moment, not expecting both of them to be there, but when he saw the portrait in Feng Yu Die's hand, he frowned slightly -- why did she have Yun Tianchong's portrait?

Xiao Tian sat on Ye Anping's head, dangling her two little feet in front of his eyelashes. When she saw Feng Yu Die's red eyes as she turned around, she was confused and flew over quickly. *"Yu Die, why are you crying? What's wrong?"*

"..."

Feng Yu Die didn't reply but frowned slightly, why was Xiao Tian with Ye Anping? She had been calling her out for two days and she didn't come...

But now that Yun Jiujiu was present, she couldn't talk to her, so she just asked, "Young Master Ye, what brings you here?"

Ye Anping glanced at Yun Jiujiu and simply said, "I came to pick you up, and then we'll go find my sister. I've sorted almost everything out. We're leaving today."

Yun Jiujiu was a little puzzled and looked at the two in turn. It took her a while to process before she suddenly shouted. "Ah! You are both disciples of the ***Black Star*** Sect, huh? Aren't you the Young Master of the ***Hundred Lotus*** Sect?"

"These things do not conflict." Ye Anping shrugged slightly, not wanting to explain, and continued, "Ask Yun Yiyi about the specific matters, and she will give you an explanation."

Yun Jiujiu squinted her eyes suspiciously, stood up, and patted her butt. "So what happened in the past month was all Yun Yiyi's tricks?"

Ye Anping said without any expression, "The one who did the tricks was Zhuang Yan. It has nothing to do with Yun Yiyi."

"Then... what's going on here? Hiss--" Yun Jiujiu rubbed her temples in annoyance, and finally simply stomped her foot. "Forget it! Can't figure it out, I'll go find Yiyi and ask."

With that, she left toward the garden alley, but after a few steps, she suddenly stopped and turned around. "Feng Yu Die, I will help you take revenge on the man in the portrait. Stop thinking about it now!!"

"Huh?"

Before Feng Yu Die could say anything, Yun Jiujiu strode out of the back garden, stomping with great force and causing the ground to shake as if she were angry.

Ye Anping looked at Feng Yu Die's reddened eyes and asked, "You cried?"

"... I didn't!" Feng Yu Die stood up quickly, rubbing her eyes. "Dust just got into my eyes and I rubbed them too hard."

"..."

"I really didn't cry. My master said that a girl should not shed tears easily!"

"Okay, okay." Ye Anping walked forward, pulled the portrait over, unfolded it, and looked at it carefully. After determining that it was really Yun Tianchong, he asked, "What's with this portrait? How did you get this?"

"It's none of your business."

Feng Yu Die snatched the portrait back, looked at Ye Anping with hostility, and took a few steps back.

Xiao Tian intervened, explaining on behalf of Feng Yu Die. *"Anping, this is the portrait of the man who deceived Yu Die's master in the past. I have checked it in the *Heavenly Dao Scroll* before, but this portrait looks like a wanted poster, so it is difficult to check..."*

Feng Yu Die frowned and looked at Xiao Tian in confusion: *He can't see you, who are you talking to?*

Xiao Tian proudly raised her head with her arms akimbo. *"Anping can see me, right, Anping?"*

Ye Anping exhaled lightly, looked around, saw a stone table not far away, and said, "Sister Feng, let's sit down and talk. I have a lot to tell you."

Seeing that Ye Anping ignored her, Xiao Tian was slightly startled, and quickly flew to Ye Anping's ear, cursing, *"Anping, you can't be like this?! On the way, we agreed that you would still talk with me from now on. You can't play with me for two days and then don't want me anymore!"*

Ye Anping waved his hand to drive her away, walked over to the stone table, and took out a roasted chicken wrapped in a lotus leaf from his storage bag. He had specially gone to the marketplace to buy one before he came.

"Sister Feng, please."

*"Anping~ Anping~ I'm already yours now~~ Come on, look at me~~"*

"Xiao Tian shut up." Ye Anping looked at Xiao Tian before gently saying, "Sister Feng, I will explain things to you."

*"Heh hehe~"* Xiao Tian saw Ye Anping talking to her, smiled, and flew back to Feng Yu Die. *"Yu Die, Anping has always been able to see me, he just pretended not to be able to see me before. How about that? You and him are meant for each other..."*

"Xiao Tian shut up!!"

Feng Yu Die frowned and scolded her, then walked to the stone table, picked up her skirt, and sat down.