Battle Through the Heavens: Beauties Abound Starting with Yunlan and Her Disciples

27: Section 27The thought of what was about to happen made Ya Fei’s face turn deep red.

For the past few months, she had been eavesdropping on them, listening to their blissful sounds to console herself. And now... was she finally going to join in?

”Yan Ran, you must set a good example later and teach her how to cultivate.” ”I’ll give a proper demonstration, Sister Ya Fei. You must learn well when the time comes.”

048a Nalan Yanran consumes it.

”Sister Ya Fei, you must watch very closely.”

The young girl’s heart leapt with joy. At the thought of becoming a mentor, she couldn’t hide her excitement. Having weathered many ’battles,’ she was already a ’seasoned general’ of a hundred campaigns.

Even against an offensive of five times the ’stimulation,’ she had gradually grown accustomed to that pleasure of ’ascension.’ A slight smirk played at the corners of Nalan Yanran’s mouth, and a confident light flickered in her bright eyes.

At this moment, the thin quilt seemed to transform into a ’general’s robe’ for her. With a casual flick, the quilt spread out like a cluster of rolling clouds, her every movement exuding composure.

Ya Fei leaned against a brocade pillow embroidered with peonies, her red qipao’s hem swaying gently with her movements. Her fingertips idly twirled the ends of Yun Xiancheng’s hair, her finger pads feeling the young man’s warm breath.

Yun Xiancheng peacefully enjoyed Ya Fei’s lap pillow, his body pressed against her smooth thighs, seemingly able to feel the girl’s slightly accelerating heartbeat. Ya Fei’s beautiful eyes gazed at Nalan Yanran with great interest; under that gaze, Yan Ran actually felt a trace of inexplicable nervousness.

She didn’t dare to be negligent. Her delicate hand brushed her black hair behind her ear, and then she slowly leaned over, preparing to demonstrate how to use her mouth and teeth to breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to temper herself.

Breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with one’s mouth and teeth had its own unique method.

The breathing technique the girl displayed was as agile as a fish playing in water. Between the opening and closing of her lips and teeth, she harmonized with the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. The girl demonstrated these skills with extreme seriousness, leaving Ya Fei, who was watching from the side, in awe.

She couldn’t help but raise her hand to cover her diamond-shaped lips, her beautiful eyes fixed intently, for fear of missing any detail.

Nalan Yanran seemed completely lost in the moment. With a light turn of her fair wrist, she drew the surrounding spiritual energy into a subtle vortex. Her sideburns brushed past, only inches away from Yun Xiancheng’s lower abdomen.

The moonlight pouring in through the carved window condensed into small spots of light on her petite nose, flickering with her breath like shimmering starlight.

The room fell into silence once more, with only the continuous sound of ’pu-chi pu-chi’ spiritual energy breathing echoing in their ears. ”Mm...”

Yun Xiancheng suddenly let out a low groan, startling Ya Fei, who hurriedly reached out to press down on his shoulder.

However, Nalan Yanran’s fingertips flicked lightly, and a silver thread condensed from spiritual energy was winding around the vital acupoint on the young man’s wrist. Her brows and the corners of her eyes were filled with irrepressible pride.

”Hee-hee, Sister Ya Fei, have you gained any insight?” ”I have benefited greatly!”

Ya Fei nodded slightly, then turned her gaze to Yun Xiancheng and asked softly:

”Next, shall I give it a try?” ”Just what I wanted.”

The corners of Yun Xiancheng’s mouth curled up, showing no fear.

Ya Fei somewhat clumsily imitated Yan Ran’s previous movements.

However, Yan Ran’s battle-hardened skills were clearly not something a novice like Ya Fei, who was just peering through the door, could easily master.

Though her technique was a bit immature, Ya Fei still breathed in the spiritual energy with meticulous care. With her unique gentleness and attentiveness, it actually had a different, pleasing charm.

”My... my realm, it seems...”

Ya Fei keenly sensed that something was quietly changing within her body.

For Ya Fei, the path of cultivation had always been quite bumpy. In the past, she could only rely on the resources of the Mittel Family before she was ’exiled’ to obtain a few medicinal pills for assistance.

Consequently, her cultivation progress was quite slow. To this day, she only had the cultivation of a Nine-Star Dou Practitioner.

One had to know that Yun Xiancheng was six years younger than her, and before coming to Wutan City, he was also at the Nine-Star Dou Practitioner realm.

If the current Yun Xiancheng were given six years of dedicated cultivation, who knows what realm he would reach!

But now, the situation was completely different. Ever since she started learning Yan Ran’s breathing method, the bottleneck that had troubled her for so long seemed to show signs of loosening.

A warm current emerged from her dantian. Feeling the sensation of her Dou Qi rising, the Beauty breathed in the spiritual energy even more vigorously.

In a short while, strands of spiritual energy poured into Ya Fei’s mouth as if they were tangible. Seeing this, Yan Ran leaned over and kissed Yun Xiancheng’s lips, preventing him from making any sound.

”Next...”

Seeing that Ya Fei had completed the first stage of learning, Yan Ran couldn’t wait to begin the second stage of ’instruction.’ She sat gracefully on Yun Xiancheng’s waist, yet her mouth pouted as she said:

”This bad guy has become increasingly lazy lately, always wanting me to move on my own, really...” Despite her complaints, the girl still put her hands on her hips and slowly lowered her delicate body.

Once her body was settled, the girl held her breath and focused entirely on ’instruction.’ On her exquisite face, her expression also became slightly uncontrolled.

Inside the room, the rhythmic sound of spiritual energy breathing rose again, intertwining with the pitter-patter of rain outside and the rustling of night wind through the leaves.

It woke Xiao Mei, who was sleeping lightly nearby. ”Mm... Is it dawn? It’s raining outside?”

Xiao Mei rubbed her sleepy eyes. Through her hazy vision, she saw Sister Yan Ran ’stealing a snack’ again.

Compared to Sister Yan Ran, Xiao Mei’s ’appetite’ had always been much smaller, and she rarely had such experiences of ’stealing snacks.’ ”Eh?”

Only then did Xiao Mei notice another figure kneeling beside Yun Xiancheng. ”Sister Ya Fei, why are you here too?”

The ’sacred ritual’ Nalan Yanran was currently performing completely occupied Ya Fei’s entire mind, so much so that neither of them noticed Xiao Mei waking up. ”I feel like I can already suppress Senior Brother single-handedly!”

Nalan Yanran suddenly spoke up. Although her face was flushed and she seemed slightly overcome with emotion, she still forced herself to say: ”Hee-hee, Senior Brother, do you agree?”

Hearing this, Yun Xiancheng just smiled without a word, letting the girl immerse herself in this ’daydream.’ He would never admit defeat easily; he had absolute confidence in that.

During these months of ’actual combat’ training, hadn’t his ’combat experience’ also increased day by day? Junior Sister, don’t think you’re the only one ’growing’!

However, since Yun Xiancheng didn’t speak, Nalan Yanran assumed he agreed.

”Look, Sister Ya Fei, Senior Brother has admitted defeat!” Nalan Yanran boasted.

Ya Fei, looking at her somewhat delirious state, didn’t think she had the upper hand, but she still feigned flattery:

”Yes, Yan Ran is still very impressive.” ”Good evening, Sister Ya Fei.”

Just then, Xiao Mei suddenly appeared beside Yun Xiancheng. With her joining in, the level of stimulation suddenly surged again.

Nalan Yanran, sitting high up, suddenly had a change in expression. !!!!???

She was seen suddenly sticking out half her tongue, her eyes uncontrollably rolling upward, and her whole body falling forward, collapsing into Yun Xiancheng’s arms.

”Yan Ran, you’re not the champion. I think I am the champion.” After saying that, Yun Xiancheng flipped over, pinning Yan Ran beneath him.

Compared to before, it could only be described as wild, giving off a very strong sense of visual impact.

”Senior Brother!!!” ”Don’t!!” ”Wuwu!!” ”I was wrong!”

”I won’t do it again!!”

While Yan Ran’s throat unconsciously emitted faint chants, she apologized heart-wrenchingly.

But perhaps wanting to re-establish the concept of who the champion was, Yun Xiancheng ignored Yan Ran’s pleas for mercy and just kept outputting.

High-intensity and high-frequency attacks constantly broke through Yan Ran’s limits. ”So powerful...” Ya Fei stared with wide eyes, seeing Yan Ran’s knees pressed against her own shoulders, her face full of delirium.

Ya Fei had originally thought that based on Yan Ran’s situation, she could hold her own, but given the current situation, she felt she couldn’t withstand such an output.

Xiao Mei rarely saw Yun Xiancheng launch such high-frequency surprise attacks and was also very startled. At the same time, looking at the pleading Yan Ran, a sense of joy rose in her heart.

049 Xiao Mei acts as a mentor

Yan Ran finally ran out of strength and spirit, like a delicate flower that had lost its soul, slumped softly on the bed, her expression becoming blurred. Her two long, fair legs hung weakly off the edge of the bed, as if the strength to lift even a finger had been drained away.

Her waterfall-like black hair was spread messily across the brocade pillow embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in water. Her delicate body was drenched in sweat, and a thin quilt clung tightly to her graceful curves, making her look even more exquisite.

The residual spiritual energy around her was like the discarded banners of a defeated army, hovering futilely around her as if silently announcing the complete collapse of this ’battle,’ leaving only a mess behind.

Xiao Mei stepped forward, her every move gentle. A peacock blue light shirt perfectly outlined the budding charm of her not-yet-fully-grown figure.

Her slender hands gently put Nalan Yanran’s legs, which had slipped off the bed, back into the brocade quilt, and she carefully tucked her in.

Only then did she turn to Ya Fei, who was dressed in red, and said with a faint smile: ”Sister Ya Fei is the main event tonight. Let Xiao Mei help you undress and contribute a little effort.”

Hearing this, Ya Fei’s delicate body under the red dress trembled imperceptibly, as if a pebble had been thrown into a lake, creating ripples.

She slightly raised her eyelids, a flash of irrepressible shame and hesitation appearing in her flowing gaze.

But it was immediately replaced by a spark of eager determination. She bit her red lip lightly, as if she had made a decision.

Xiao Mei was already kneeling gracefully by the side of the bed, carefully holding a gilded Coiled Dragon incense burner. Wisps of blue smoke rose from the burner’s mouth, spiraling into mysterious patterns like nine twists and turns under the flickering candlelight. The fragrance filled the air, adding to the boudoir’s romantic atmosphere.

With Xiao Mei’s gentle assistance, Ya Fei, carrying a mix of trepidation and anticipation, began a new round of ’cultivation’.

The Beauty was seen bashfully letting the red silk garment on her body slowly slip down to her fragrant shoulders, revealing skin as white as frost and snow. Her shoulders were rounded and her lines were soft, glowing gently under the candlelight.

Her scallion-like fingertips trembled slightly, yet with a trace of desperate determination, she firmly untied the lotus silk ribbon around her waist. In an instant, the red silk garment slid down like a mass of burning fire, spreading softly on the cool blue brick floor.

Like a red peony in full bloom, the intricate patterns embroidered with gold thread on the hem glinted darkly under the jumping candlelight, appearing even more noble.

Xiao Mei gently placed the incense burner on the carved small table at the head of the bed, then took a warm jade-like ivory comb from the dressing table. With extremely gentle movements, she carefully combed through Ya Fei’s cloud-like black hair.

Her movements were so gentle it was as if she were brushing over the strings of an exquisite zither, for fear of disturbing the Beauty who was about to ’cultivate.’ The warmth of her fingertips occasionally touched Ya Fei’s hair, bringing a tingling sensation.

Ya Fei bit her lower lip lightly and took a deep breath, her chest rising quite a bit. Then, with a sense of facing death with equanimity, she slowly leaned down.

The exquisite hair ornament among her hair swayed gently with her movements, reflecting fine light under the candlelight like a galaxy falling into the mortal world, dazzling and eye-catching.

Yun Xiancheng leaned lazily against the bed, clearly able to feel Ya Fei’s slightly rapid heartbeat, like a panicked deer, thumping against his eardrums.

Her warm breath was as fragrant as a blue orchid, gently brushing past his face with a faint orchid scent, making his heart flutter.

Although Ya Fei’s movements were slightly clumsy, they were exceptionally serious, as if she were performing a solemn and ancient ritual. Even the frequency of her eyelashes fluttering carried a cautious restraint, for fear of making the slightest mistake.

After all, a girl’s first time should always be treated with extra seriousness, carrying a sense of ritualistic Beauty. When she, with a heart full of trepidation, slowly sat down—!

Ya Fei only felt an unprecedentedly strange sensation instantly surge through her entire body, making her unable to resist letting out a low groan.

Her beautiful eyes also instantly lost focus, rolling slightly upward. At this moment of first union, she was caught off guard by the impact of her first spiritual energy tide.

Closely following was a tiny sensation of pain entering her mind, as gentle as spring rain moisturizing things, almost non-existent. Unfortunately, this minor first pain, compared to the surging seven-fold pleasure...

It was simply like a negligible snowflake in spring, melting away as soon as it touched the sunlight, not worth mentioning. ”Mei’er, help me...”

Ya Fei’s voice had already become as thin as a silk thread, and the end of her tone carried an uncontrollable tremble. Clearly, she was somewhat unable to withstand this sudden surge of pleasure.

The seven-fold increase in pleasure was truly an earth-shattering change; such a degree of stimulation was hard to imagine.

It probably even surpassed the ’opium’ forcibly dumped into China by the British over a hundred years ago in Yun Xiancheng’s past life memories.

Ya Fei felt her soul drifting at this moment, unable to endure such intense stimulation on her own. Just a slight movement after a shallow taste, and she almost...

...felt like she was floating on air, ascending to immortality.

Yun Xiancheng was naturally paying attention to Ya Fei’s state at all times. Seeing her reaction,

He quickly signaled the experienced Xiao Mei to step forward and help, to guide this inexperienced and green Beauty, fearing she might move recklessly and pass out directly—wouldn’t that be a waste of a good thing?

Hearing this, Xiao Mei looked at Ya Fei’s currently blurred expression, and a meaningful curve couldn’t help but curl at the corner of her mouth, carrying a bit of craftiness and mischief.

She gracefully moved behind Ya Fei, her peacock blue sleeves gently brushing against the other’s smooth, jade-like back, bringing a delicate touch: ”Sister, just relax your mind and body, don’t be too nervous.”

As she spoke, her scallion-white fingertips gently pressed on Ya Fei’s slender shoulders a few times.

The originally tense and stiff muscles then, like melting ice and snow in spring, slowly relaxed, becoming soft and elastic.

Then, Xiao Mei also acted as a teacher, patiently and meticulously teaching Ya Fei how to coordinate the swallowing and spitting of spiritual energy to achieve maximum efficiency without becoming too exhausted or neglecting one thing for another.

Following Xiao Mei’s guidance, Ya Fei adjusted the rhythm of her breathing. The hair ornament in her hair also swayed gently with the rhythm, emitting a crisp and pleasant sound. The sound, accompanied by the continuous ’pu-chi pu-chi’ spiritual energy swallowing, was unending.

Yun Xiancheng’s hand also climbed onto Xiao Mei, bringing a ’reward’ for the teaching to this lovely little teacher.

She suddenly bit her lower lip hard, her teeth leaving a faint mark on her red lips. Her hand climbed onto Yun Xiancheng’s body, subconsciously gripping his clothes tightly.

050 Regret: Why didn’t I join the cultivation earlier?

Ya Fei’s hand kneaded messy wrinkles into Yun Xiancheng’s clothes, her knuckles turning white, showing that she was trying her best to endure the waves of strange sensations. Yun Xiancheng raised his hand to gently brush away a few strands of hair on her forehead that were soaked with sweat, just in time to see a crystal-clear drop of sweat sliding down her perky nose.

Slowly sliding down.

It reflected a brilliant light in the flickering candlelight, finally dripping onto Yun Xiancheng’s solid chest, leaving a point of cool sensation.

The scattered water droplets were like mirrors, reflecting Xiao Mei, whose face was red and whose hands were tightly gripping Yun Xiancheng’s arms. A rich rose fragrance mixed with an ice orchid fragrance spilled onto Yun Xiancheng’s body and hands.

The Beauty had already gradually adapted to the speed and rhythm of the spiritual energy infusion, and began to slowly but firmly circulate her cultivation technique, guiding that surge of majestic spiritual power to flow through her meridians.

She was like a dry sponge, greedily absorbing this pure spiritual energy.