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

34: Section 34064 Calm in the Face of Danger, Provoking to the Face

Surrounded by a heavy encirclement of mercenaries, Yun Xiancheng’s expression remained as calm and unruffled as an ancient well, his gaze not even landing on the Dou Ling Leader once.

He merely kept his head bowed, focusing intently on the mysterious iron sword box in his hands, as if all the clamor and disturbance of the outside world had nothing to do with him. ”Look at this Jia Lie Family patriarch; he looks quite similar to that piece of jerky from the other day.”

The Young ladies of the Xiao Family were even more nonchalant, whispering and giggling amongst themselves as they pointed and gestured at Gale Bi. They completely disregarded the Dou Ling Leader and the pack of wolf-like mercenaries before them; their contempt and disdain were practically overflowing. Hearing this, Gale Bi’s eyes turned blood-red, clearly enraged.

”Heh, the youth are indeed formidable, but aren’t you all being a bit too ignorant of the heights of heaven and the depths of the earth?”

The Dou Ling Leader let out a cold snort to suppress Gale Bi, otherwise Gale Bi would have immediately lost his reason and rushed forward to his death. ”Where is that Alchemist? Is he hiding in his turtle shell, afraid to come out?”

Yun Xiancheng finally raised his head slowly, a flash of coldness crossing his eyes. His gaze was like a torch as it locked directly onto the slowly approaching Dou Ling Leader, and he asked in an indifferent tone.

”I’m asking you, where is that Alchemist whose precious son I hung up to dry like jerky for several days? What, could it be that he’s been scared witless and doesn’t have the guts to show his face?”

Before Yun Xiancheng’s voice had even faded, his wrist gave a light flick. Several dark-colored objects shaped like dried meat shot through the air, flying straight toward the Dou Ling Leader’s feet. ”A small gift, nothing much, just consider it a greeting for him. Dried Alchemist meat is a rare treasure that one might never find even if they looked for it.” Just as those pieces of jerky were about to hit the ground, a sudden explosion of sound erupted in the air—a roar filled with boundless fury, like a thunderclap on a clear day!

BOOM!

”Brat of the Xiao Family! You have the audacity of a dog! How dare you insult and bully me so! You simply deserve ten thousand deaths!”

Before the words even finished, a figure shot out like an arrow from a bow—it was none other than that Dou Ling level Alchemist!

His Dou Qi erupted frantically, his aura surging. He raised his hand and threw a fist print containing violent power, wrapped in fierce winds, heading straight for Yun Xiancheng’s face, vowing to kill him on the spot with a single blow!

”Just in time!”

Seeing this, the corner of Yun Xiancheng’s mouth curled into a cold arc. He gave a light shout and tossed the mysterious iron sword box in his hand back to Nalan Yanran. At the same time, Gale Bi saw the jerky fly out and, recalling the image of his own child being hung up as jerky, he too felt the blood rush to his head. He could no longer hold back and rushed out directly to attack the Young ladies.

He could no longer restrain himself and charged directly toward the Young ladies.

The Young ladies formed a circle with Ya Fei at the center, looking as if they were going to join forces to fight Gale Bi.

Yun Xiancheng’s Dou Qi also erupted with a boom. He exerted force through his feet, his body leaping into the air like a cheetah, charging boldly toward the Alchemist’s fist!

The moment he struck, it was his most proficient Dou Technique—’Wind Spirit Fractal Sword!’

In Yun Xiancheng’s hand, a longsword flowing with brilliant light appeared at some unknown moment, its blade wrapped in dense green Dou Qi.

The longsword’s radiance was dazzling. In an instant, five solid green sword shadows were generated out of thin air. Within the sword shadows, there was a faint...

...sound of a dragon’s roar echoing, shaking the heart and soul.

The five green sword shadows were like five green flood dragons riding the clouds and rising high into the sky. They cut through the night, carrying an indomitable momentum as they pierced toward the Dou Ling Alchemist from five different directions!

”This is... a Dou Master?! A mere Eight-Star Dou Shi!?”

Feeling the Dou Qi fluctuations suddenly erupting from Yun Xiancheng’s body and the sharp, peerless sword intent, the Dou Ling Alchemist frowned slightly.

A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, followed by a cold snort. He also showed no weakness as he unleashed his signature move, a Xuan Rank Dou Technique! ”Xuan Rank Middle Level Dou Technique: Explosive Wind-Shattering Palm!”

As expected of someone from an Alchemist background with a deep foundation, this Alchemist actually possessed a Xuan Rank Dou Technique for his cultivation. Compared to ordinary mercenaries, the gap in strength was like the difference between clouds and mud, incomparable.

The moment the two Xuan Rank Dou Techniques made contact, they collided violently like two mountains crashing together, erupting with a deafening roar. Air waves rolled and fierce winds scattered everywhere!

However, the disparity in their strength was obvious. Although Yun Xiancheng had the cultivation of an Eight-Star Dou Shi, he was still far behind compared to a Dou Ling level Alchemist.

After several rounds, the offensive of the Wind Spirit Fractal Sword began to show signs of weakness, retreating steadily on the frontal battlefield and falling into disarray. But at that moment, suddenly, the sound of a world-shaking tiger’s roar echoed through the heavens and earth, deafening to the ears!

Another five green sword shadows appeared out of thin air like ghosts, piercing ruthlessly toward the Dou Ling Alchemist’s back with lightning speed!

The Alchemist was putting all his effort into dealing with Yun Xiancheng’s frontal assault. Caught off guard, he had no time to dodge and could only watch helplessly as those five sharp sword shadows pierced through his back!

”Puh-oh!”

Blood splattered as the Alchemist’s body shook violently. He spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, his face instantly turning pale as paper, and his aura became withered and listless; he was clearly severely wounded!

”Ah—!”

On the other side, the irrational Gale Bi was also sent flying back, covered in wounds. He simply couldn’t understand how he had been defeated by one Dou Master and five Dou Practitioners.

”Brothers! What are you still standing there for?! Charge! Kill them all! Leave no one alive!”

The Dou Ling mercenary leader, truly a hardened bandit chief who had experienced many battles, remained calm in the face of danger. Seeing the Dou Ling Alchemist suddenly suffer a setback, he immediately roared with a stern voice, trying to boost morale and recover from the disadvantage.

”Kill—!”

Hearing this, the surrounding mercenaries’ ferocity was also ignited. They roared in unison, waving their blades and weapons as they launched a fierce, death-defying attack toward Yun Xiancheng and the others like a tide!

”Right now!”

A sharp light flashed in Yun Xiancheng’s eyes, and he also let out a world-shaking long whistle toward the sky, his voice like a dragon’s roar and his momentum like a rainbow! Nalan Yanran moved upon hearing the sound, her delicate hand lifting lightly to sacrifice the mysterious iron sword box in her hand!

The ancient and heavy mysterious iron sword box slowly rose into mid-air. From the box’s body, a vast, peerless, and heart-palpitatingly terrifying aura suddenly erupted!

”This... this is... a Dou Wang... No! This is definitely not the power of a Dou Wang! This aura... is actually a Dou Huang expert?! How is that possible!?” The Dou Ling Leader, who had previously looked like he had victory in his grasp and was acting arrogantly...

...felt that terrifying aura descending like heavenly might. His expression changed drastically, instantly turning as pale as ash. His pupils constricted sharply, his eyes...

...filled with unbelievable shock and despair.

His expression froze on his face, replaced by an indescribable despair and fear!

Along with the eruption of that terrifying aura, a giant sword, entirely green and as crystal clear as glass, slowly condensed into form in the void.

Green light flowed upon the sword’s body, holy and majestic. Following that, four more giant swords of the same type and similar aura appeared one after another behind it. Five giant swords hung side by side in the air, their tips pointing straight down, their sword qi crisscrossing as if tearing the sky apart!

The [Wind Spirit Fractal Sword] performed by a Dou Huang expert for the safety of her two Disciples! Now, its true power finally erupted completely at this moment!

065 The Anxious Yun Yun

Those five massive green longswords were like divine punishment from the heavens, carrying the snow and wind of the sky as they ”slowly” pressed down toward the dense crowd of mercenaries below. To say it was ”slow” was actually an illusion that could only be produced by someone standing extremely far away.

Viewed from the distant horizon amidst the endless snow, the movement of those five giant swords indeed appeared sluggish and labored.

However, for the mercenaries standing beneath the sword’s edge, these five giant swords were no different from an invincible apocalypse! Just a moment ago, they were arrogant and bloodthirsty, but now their courage had shattered, and their hearts were filled with dismay.

Seeing the disaster from the heavens descend, they no longer cared for any bravery. They could only scatter and flee like stray dogs, wishing their mothers had given them two more legs, only seeking to escape with their lives and linger on in survival.

It was especially worth mentioning that those two Dou Ling level experts ran even faster than rabbits.

The moment the terrifying aura of the Dou Huang expert erupted, they were like startled birds, completely losing any thought of resistance. They burst forth with speed far exceeding their limits, fleeing for their lives in a panic, fearing that if they were even half a second slower, they would be buried under this boundless sword light.

The giant sword fell silently, and the sound of endless wind reached their ears; to Yun Xiancheng, that wind sounded gentle. The Young ladies of the Xiao Family raised their hands, feeling the softness brought by the wind.

”I miss Master a bit,” Nalan Yanran suddenly spoke up.

The Dou Qi within this sword intent was very gentle toward the young girls, making Yanran unable to help but think of Yun Yun.

However, for their enemies, those mercenaries, this giant sword and the wind-attribute Dou Qi brought not warmth, but despair. The mercenaries at the very front were swallowed by the green giant sword before they could even let out a scream.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor was there a scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere; there was only a kind of disappearance that bordered on nothingness.

Wherever the green sword light swept, flesh and blood melted like ice and snow, while armor and weapons were as fragile as rotten wood; all tangible things were turned to dust without leaving a trace, as if they had never existed in this world.

Fear spread through the mercenary group like a plague. Screams, wails, and cries of despair converged into a cacophony of doomsday.

They ran with all their might, howling and pushing, just to get a bit further—a bit further—from that sword of death. However, all their struggles appeared futile and ridiculous.

The giant sword’s speed seemed slow, yet it was like a maggot in the bone, firmly locked onto them. The shadow of death followed them like a ghost, looming over the heart of every mercenary.

Some knelt on the ground, tears and snot flowing, praying to the heavens for the protection of the gods.

Some acted as if they had gone mad, waving their weapons and hacking wildly, trying to block that indestructible blade.

Still others slumped to the ground, completely giving up resistance, staring blankly at the approaching green death with empty eyes, murmuring to themselves—whether in repentance or supplication, no one knew.

But the gods remained silent, weapons were useless, and death would not stop its pace because of pleas.

The green giant sword harvested every life coldly and justly, like autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves, showing no mercy.

The mercenaries fell one after another like wheat being harvested, disappearing in swaths within the green sword light. The air was thick with the scent of despair—the breath of death and the ultimate manifestation of fear.

The originally boisterous battlefield now became incredibly silent, with only the sound of the wind as the green giant sword slowly fell and the desperate wails of the mercenaries before death echoing in the vast Xiao Family courtyard, composing a hair-raising movement of death.

This was a one-sided slaughter, a crushing defeat with no suspense.

Before power at the Dou Huang level, these mercenaries were as tiny as ants. Their struggles, their resistance, and their fear all seemed so insignificant, eventually turning into nothingness and being buried by dust.

Despair, almost tangible, shrouded the heart of every mercenary; death was their only destination.

”Tsk tsk, a Dou Huang of the Cloud Mist Sect... this level of power suggests she has likely given her all.” Xiao Xun’er nodded slightly, her tone carrying a hint of understanding and admiration.

”The Young Master’s Master truly cares for him deeply, to have actually left behind a sword box of such power. Presumably, to refine this object, she would need at least to—”

—spend a month of hard work to recover her depleted Dou Qi.”

In the shadows, Ying sat cross-legged out of boredom, her aura dormant, appearing somewhat sullen.

The moment those five green giant swords appeared, she knew in her heart that the great spotlight today would ultimately be stolen by that Dou Huang expert from the Cloud Mist Sect.

”Honestly, is it really necessary to go this far for that flirtatious brat?”

She raised her head slightly, her gaze drifting toward a certain point in the void, as if silently asking Yun Yun, far away in the Cloud Mist Sect, why she pampered and loved Yun Xiancheng so much.

”Is this the power of a Dou Huang expert! It truly is... mesmerizing!”

Witnessing such world-destroying power with her own eyes, Xiao Yan’s beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement. She clenched her fists and said with a firm tone:

”I, Xiao Yan, will also become such a Dou Huang expert in the future! I will definitely bring the Xiao Family to the capital and turn us into a truly top-tier noble clan! My sister, can we have a bit more ambition? Can you broaden your horizons a bit?”

Hearing this, Yun Xiancheng’s lips twitched slightly, and he couldn’t help but complain inwardly. ’Hmph, a little girl who hasn’t seen the world, it’s just a Dou Huang...’ Medicine Lady sat lazily inside the ring, curling her lip in disdain at Xiao Yan’s inexperienced behavior. ’So... so powerful.’

This was also the first time Xiao Mei had witnessed such an earth-shattering scene with her own eyes, and her pretty face was full of shock.

She couldn’t help but murmur to herself, her slender fingers subconsciously pressing lightly against her flat lower abdomen, her heart racing uncontrollably like a panicked deer.

”If... if I can always stay by Brother’s side, I... I can also become such a powerful existence,” Xiao Mei thought.

Although Xiao Yu had seen Jia Nan Academy, it was the first time she had witnessed a Dou Huang expert perform a Dou Technique with full strength. She opened her cherry-like mouth slightly, her beautiful eyes wide with shock, momentarily speechless.

”In any case, the trouble has been resolved!”

Nalan Yanran directly hugged Yun Xiancheng and announced.

Only then did the Young ladies realize, surrounding Yun Xiancheng and cheering.

Medicine Lady suddenly spoke: ”Something’s not right, there’s the aura of a strange Dou Huang.”

Hearing this, Xiao Yan did not dare to be careless and quickly went to Yun Xiancheng’s side, saying solemnly, ”Senior Brother, Master says there’s the aura of a strange Dou Huang.” ”A Dou Huang? Within the Jia Ma Empire, the known Dou Huang experts are few and far between. Logically, no one should be passing by, unless...” Yun Xiancheng’s brow furrowed slightly as he pondered for a moment, a possibility already surfacing in his mind. ”Is Master coming?”

Upon hearing this, Nalan Yanran’s beautiful eyes instantly lit up, and she said in pleasant surprise:

”Counting the days, the New Year is almost here. Why don’t we invite Master to stay and spend the New Year together at the Xiao Family!” ”What!? That brat Xiancheng’s... first Master is coming!?”

Hearing these words, Medicine Lady’s voice suddenly faltered, and then she rarely pursed her lips. A faint hint of sourness—jealousy—unexpectedly arose in her heart.

She had always turned a blind eye and didn’t care about the various intimate and ambiguous interactions between Yun Xiancheng and the other Xiao Family sisters.

However, only regarding this ’first Master’ who occupied a special place in Yun Xiancheng’s life, the jealousy in her heart became exceptionally obvious and difficult to suppress.

In the shadows, Ying also suddenly fell silent upon hearing this, restraining her aura and reducing her presence to the minimum, hiding completely in the darkness as if she had never appeared.

As if sensing something, Yun Xiancheng slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the layers of night, looking toward the horizon. Noticing Yun Xiancheng’s actions, the Young ladies also followed his gaze toward the distant sky, only to see that the heavy snow had gradually subsided, and the raging winds were also weakening.

Amidst the clouds as heavy as lead, a graceful figure was unfolding a pair of massive Green Wings, cutting through the sky. She was flying toward the Xiao Family’s direction at a frantic speed.

The figure was lithe and graceful with exquisite curves. Her peerless countenance was vaguely visible—she was indeed a Beauty who could topple cities and nations, a woman of unparalleled elegance.

066 Master, Stay for the New Year

The Green Wings, wrapped in the piercing cold wind, suddenly folded, making a slight but clear sound of breaking air, like an elegant swan folding its wings, carrying a natural rhythmic Beauty.

Yun Yun’s figure landed as lightly as a feather. There was no earth-shattering impact as one might imagine, nor was there any flying dust or mess.

Her toes lightly touched the ground, her posture graceful like a soft feather, untainted by a speck of dust. Elegant and ethereal, she truly looked like a celestial fairy descending to the mortal realm, pure and extraordinary, making one afraid to look directly at her.

She wore a Moon-white palace dress, its hem fluttering and swaying gently in the cold wind, further accentuating her untainted and cold temperament.

Her long black hair was pinned up with only a single jasper hairpin, while the rest cascaded down like a waterfall, adding a few hints of charm and tenderness. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, her nose delicate, her lips red without makeup, and her skin as white as snow. After not seeing her for many days, this beautiful Master was still as breathtakingly beautiful as before.

The moment she landed, Yun Yun’s cold, moon-like eyes precisely locked onto Yun Xiancheng among the crowd like radar.