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

38: Section 38”How... how is this possible?”

Her little eyes seemed to be brimming with tears.

She had always prided herself on being exceptionally intelligent and peerless in talent, but in this regard, she felt like an ignorant child, completely unable to comprehend.

She couldn’t even imagine how that incredibly thick existence, resembling a pillar supporting the heavens, should be used, or what kind of world-shaking experience it would bring. In this regard, Yun Xiancheng was her Master.

Watching Medicine Lady’s innocent, maiden-like appearance, Yun Xiancheng carefully held her little head and guided her on how to begin using her mouth to...

In the myths of Yun Xiancheng’s hometown, Buzhou Mountain was a magnificent divine mountain that connected heaven and earth. Vast and magnificent.

Compared to Medicine Lady’s physique, this Buzhou Mountain indeed displayed the majesty of a divine mountain.

The young girl bit down clumsily, her little fangs occasionally scraping against the surface of Yun Xiancheng’s Buzhou Mountain. But he was very patient, guiding Medicine Lady.

Soon, Medicine Lady learned to use her tongue, and as she rubbed her delicate little tongue against the surface of Buzhou Mountain, Yun Xiancheng’s expression immediately became relaxed.

Medicine Lady looked with her little eyes at her unfilial Disciple becoming unnatural under her service, a ripple of pleasant surprise rising in her heart. ”Master is truly clever. Learning so fast.”

Yun Xiancheng rested his head on Loli Master’s head, panting as he said, ”Mmm, mmm.”

Medicine Lady said something with unclear pronunciation, looking very proud.

The cold wind of the night blew past, but the two Master and Disciple did not feel cold; they only felt warmth spreading throughout their bodies from the place where they were in contact.

After a long while, a large amount of milk suddenly sprayed from Medicine Lady’s nose and mouth. ”!!!???”

This huge impact of Dou Qi left Medicine Lady extremely shocked. ”Drink it all, drink it all.”

Yun Xiancheng said hurriedly, telling Medicine Lady not to waste the milk.

Medicine Lady finished drinking the milk with difficulty, a few tears falling from the corners of her eyes. ”So strange.”

The unique fragrance of the milk left a deep impression on Medicine Lady.

She turned back into her miniature Medicine Lady form, nimbly hiding in Yun Xiancheng’s collar, revealing only a pair of watery, large eyes, filled with curiosity and anticipation, as well as a hint of hidden joy and longing.

Yun Xiancheng nodded lightly, his gaze turning toward Yun Yun’s residence, a complex look flashing in his eyes. He took a deep breath, as if making final preparations for the upcoming ”battle.”

Tonight is really busy, but... he likes it! He thought to himself.

He then took a step forward, walking toward Yun Yun’s room. Just at this moment!

”Hmm? What is this lecherous little fellow doing in the middle of the night?”

Shadow was patrolling the surroundings as usual, protecting the safety of the Second Miss of the Gu Clan.

As a result, she happened to see the ”sneaky” Yun Xiancheng. Naturally, she followed him to see what he wanted to do.

Because her concealment technique was extremely profound, no one present discovered her...

She watched Yun Xiancheng arrive in front of Yun Yun’s room, her heart stirred, and hiding in the shadows, she followed Yun Xiancheng. At this moment, she heard the Beauty’s cold, clear voice from inside the room.

”You are much earlier than the agreed time.”

The door opened automatically, and Yun Yun’s clothes were half-stripped to her waist, with her back to Yun Xiancheng. Under the moonlight, a layer of beautiful light gauze was draped over this Master. She spoke slowly, and the emotion in her words could not be heard clearly.

073 Massaging Yun Yun again

At this moment, Yun Yun’s silk robe was half-undone, her black hair like a waterfall, cascading down and covering half of her fragrant shoulder, as if shrouded in moonlight, adding to the hazy Beauty. Only that back, as fair as frost and snow, was faintly visible behind the soft gauze, like a bright moon hidden in the clouds, evoking infinite thoughts.

A plain white skirt had barely slipped to her slender waist, shyly covering her perky, full buttocks, and the exposed areas only added to her allure.

Yun Yun’s head was slightly lowered, as if she was trying her best to calm her slightly rapid breathing, and the full curves of her chest rose and fell slightly. It silently revealed the nervousness and shyness in her heart at this moment, like a budding flower, delicate and dripping with charm.

”It is all because this Disciple thinks about you day and night, unable to wait to see Master’s immortal grace again, so I could not control my feelings and came early.”

Yun Xiancheng said, stepping into Yun Yun’s boudoir. The room was still filled with that quiet and elegant camellia fragrance, refreshing and cleansing the heart of all worries.

Yun Yun slowly opened her beautiful eyes, and her clear, water-like eyes still carried a faint aloofness and coldness, as if the previous charm and tenderness were just a dream.

At this moment, for some reason, she suddenly became cold.

She swept a glance at Yun Xiancheng indifferently, her tone calm and detached, as if discussing an unimportant trifle. ”You boy... we... are only doing ordinary massage; Chenger, do not overthink.”

Yun Yun’s tone was cold and distant, as if she was deliberately trying to draw a line between herself and Yun Xiancheng, as if afraid of getting into trouble.

Seeing her like this, Yun Xiancheng was not annoyed, but simply nodded obediently, a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his lips, as if he had already seen through everything.

Seeing her good Disciple being so ”obedient,” the tension Yun Yun had been suppressing in her heart relaxed a little, thinking to herself that this wicked Disciple was not entirely ignorant of propriety.

But no matter what... this time she must absolutely not lose her composure again.

She must make the pros and cons clear to her Disciple; they were, after all, Master and Disciple, and they must absolutely not cross the line. Such a strange relationship was absolutely intolerable by the laws of heaven... She had been planning for this moment for a long time.

For these past few months, she had been studying Yun Xiancheng’s massage techniques to temper her mind, and now she could barely endure that kind of strange stimulation. She thought that as long as she could be dignified and steady during this massage, this boy Chenger would surely retreat in the face of difficulties.

Thinking this, the coldness on her face grew more intense, like frost in the depths of winter, keeping people at a distance.

Even so, Yun Xiancheng keenly captured the fleeting softness deep in her eyes, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, thinking to himself:

”Master, Master, it seems you still want to play hard to get? Being able to share Master’s worries is this Disciple’s duty, and it is a great honor.”

Yun Xiancheng replied respectfully, his tone humble and his posture submissive, but his heart was already beating like a war drum, eager to try, looking forward to the romantic moment of skin-to-skin contact with Master again.

Yun Yun nodded slightly, signaling Yun Xiancheng to come forward. She remained sitting on the bed, her back to Yun Xiancheng, her fair, slender neck as elegant as a swan, with smooth and beautiful lines.

Her half-tied black hair hung down on her fragrant shoulders, making her skin appear even whiter than snow, making one unable to resist the urge to step forward and caress it, to kiss her Beauty.

Yun Xiancheng followed her instructions and stepped forward, coming behind Yun Yun. Looking at her cold and ethereal back, a strange feeling rose in his heart, like a cat scratching his heart, itching and tingling.

She was clearly such a cold and noble fairy, yet in front of him, she revealed such a charming and moving posture.

He was a selfish person; he only wanted his Beauty to show her Beauty in front of him. Therefore, seeing such a scene, Yun Xiancheng felt incomparably satisfied in his heart.

While thinking this, he once again applied the Yin Yang Joyful Union Oil to his hands, his fingertips glowing with a strange luster.

”Master, are your shoulders and neck uncomfortable today?” Yun Xiancheng asked softly, his tone gentle and considerate, as if treating a fragile treasure, careful and cautious, for fear of disturbing her.

Yun Yun nodded slightly, seemingly too shy to speak much, so she only responded softly: ”Mmm, my shoulders and neck feel a bit sore.” ”Then this Disciple will give Master a good massage to relieve it.”

Yun Xiancheng said, extending his hand and gently resting it on Yun Yun’s slightly stiff fragrant shoulders.

The moment his oil-slicked fingertips touched her skin, it was still as delicate and smooth as ever, warm and moist like jade, as if all the wonderful touches in the world were gathered here, intoxicating.

Yun Yun’s delicate body trembled slightly, seemingly still a little unaccustomed to this sudden intimate contact.

But she quickly forced herself to calm down, letting Yun Xiancheng’s palms gently knead her shoulders, silently thinking to herself: It is just this... I... I can accept it.

Yun Xiancheng’s technique was still skillful and gentle, the strength of his fingertips was just right, slowly kneading the muscles on Yun Yun’s shoulders and neck, like a spring breeze brushing against a willow, moisturizing things silently.

He deliberately slowed down his movements, paying more attention to every detail, striving to let Yun Yun feel the ultimate comfort and relaxation, allowing her to completely let down her guard.

Initially, Yun Yun still held on to that cold and distant posture, only slightly closing her beautiful eyes, feeling the soreness in her shoulders and neck gradually disappear into nothingness.

Her breathing was steady and long, her expression peaceful and indifferent, as if she were truly just enjoying an ordinary massage, without any other romantic entanglements mixed in; she truly resembled a fairy who did not eat the food of the human world.

However, as the massage deepened, Yun Xiancheng’s technique gradually became more meticulous, and the Yin Yang Joyful Union Oil on her cream-like skin shimmered with starlike ripples, adding a touch of allure.

His fingertips began to gently press, as if there or not, on the key acupoints on her shoulders and neck.

The force went from light to heavy, gradually increasing. With every press, it was as if a warm current was injected, seeping into the depths of her muscles, soothing every inch of stiff sinew and bone, and also plucking at that taut string deep in her heart.

Yun Yun’s breathing began to become slightly disordered, and her expression, originally calm as a mirror, showed a trace of subtle ripples.

Her dark eyebrows knitted slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and her originally tightly pursed mouth relaxed a little, as if she were desperately restraining some indescribable feeling, yet also seemingly half-refusing and half-welcoming, wanting to speak yet holding back.

How sharp Yun Xiancheng was; he had long since taken in these subtle changes in Yun Yun, and he couldn’t help but smile slightly in his heart, thinking to himself:

This beautiful Master of his was indeed hard-mouthed but soft-hearted, unable to resist his massage offensive; that mask of cold indifference was also beginning to crumble, revealing her true self.

He continued to increase the force, his fingertips repeatedly kneading and pressing on the sensitive acupoints on her shoulders and neck.

Sometimes gently stroking, sometimes pressing with heavy force, his technique was unpredictable, yet it always maintained a perfect balance, able to both soothe the soreness of the muscles and bring about an indescribable, tingling pleasure.

Yun Yun was inwardly quite shocked by Yun Xiancheng’s massage technique—this was impossible!

Why, why was it that just by rubbing her shoulders, she felt a bit… the difference from a few months ago… was too big.

She clearly felt that inside her long dress, a small stream was overflowing from the Peach Blossom Spring, soaking the dam built from white cloth strips.

074 Master indeed missed my technique.

Yun Yun did not know that over these past few months, due to Ya Fei’s nagging, Yun Xiancheng had tested many techniques on Ya Fei. And now, these soul-stirring, bone-melting skills that were originally only for the smile of a Beauty and had been tempered on Ya Fei, were all being unleashed on his own Master, the Sect Leader of the Cloud Mist Sect, Yun Yun, which truly made one’s imagination run wild and one’s heart sway.

Yun Yun’s delicate body was like melting ice and snow, beginning to heat up slightly, and her fair, jade-like skin flushed with a faint, alluring blush.

It was like a snow lotus on the peak of the Kunlun Mountains, quietly blooming in the sunlight, and also like the clouds lingering over the Goddess Peak, delicate and dripping, holy and mysterious.

She could no longer hold back, her pearly teeth parted slightly, and a barely audible, faint groan, like a clear spring in a secluded valley, echoed in the stillness. Although the sound was as faint as a mosquito, it was like the sound of nature, clearly entering Yun Xiancheng’s ears.

In the ears of this filial Disciple, it was like a sudden spring thunderclap, shaking his heart, instantly igniting the raging fire long hidden in his heart, burning his reason. ”Mm.”

Yun Yun’s voice was delicate and lazy, carrying a hint of elusive nasal tone, as well as an unconcealable charm, like the spring breeze of March, gently brushing against willow branches, and also like a pot of aged wine, mellow and intoxicating.

It was like spring water just beginning to melt, extremely gentle, and also like a flower bud about to bloom, half-refusing and half-welcoming, plucking at the heartstrings, making one intoxicated, unwilling to wake up, wishing only to drown in this land of gentleness.

Her originally tightly closed beautiful eyes also opened slightly, her gaze blurred and hazy, shedding the coldness and sharpness of the past.

Replacing it was a kind of intoxicating charm and tenderness, like the holy lake on the peak of the Heavenly Mountain, shimmering with ripples, reflecting the stars, rippling with a temptation that made one sink, making one unable to resist wanting to explore further.

Her originally upright posture also began to tilt slightly, like a willow branch swaying in the wind, her delicate body leaning back softly.

As if having lost its support, she leaned weakly against Yun Xiancheng, entrusting all her weight to him, trusting him without reservation. The indoor light was soft, like a pair of gentle hands, caressing the figures of the two, ambiguous and warm.

Outside the window, a few green bamboos swayed in the breeze, making a rustling sound, further setting off the silence in the room, as if time had stopped, leaving only the sound of each other’s heartbeats.

A few strands of sunlight passed through the window, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground, dreamlike and illusory, adding a bit of poetic charm, making one intoxicated, unwilling to wake up.

Her dress slipped from her fragrant shoulders, revealing a large expanse of smooth, jade-like skin, as well as her exquisite collarbones, which, under the soft light, shimmered with a faint, alluring luster, like beautiful jade from Kunlun, emitting a warm and moist radiance.

Yun Yun’s skin was as pure and flawless as a snow lotus from the Heavenly Mountain, and as moist and smooth as the holy water of the sacred mountain, making one unable to resist wanting to reach out and touch it, to feel that silky, delicate texture, to kiss her Beauty, unforgettable for a lifetime.

Yun Xiancheng’s fingers continued to wander over her shoulders and neck, like a trickling stream, soft and slow, and also like a breeze brushing past, gentle and delicate, as if treating a priceless treasure, cautious and caring, afraid of hurting her and ruining this wonderful atmosphere.

He clearly felt the slight trembling of Yun Yun’s delicate body, like a shy, budding flower bud, and also like a startled little deer.

Yun Xiancheng was already certain in his heart that she had completely sunk into his ”massage,” unable to extricate herself, and could only let him manipulate her, do whatever he wanted, and take whatever he wished.

He leaned down slightly, moving close to Yun Yun’s orchid-scented ear, and asked softly in a low, magnetic voice: ”Master, how does it feel? Is it a bit more comfortable?”

His warm breath sprayed onto her sensitive earlobe, like a feather brushing past, making her delicate body tremble once more.

Only a low chirping of a nightingale could be heard, melodious and pleasant, and also like the spring breeze brushing across the surface of a lake, rippling layer upon layer, making one’s heart sway, unable to control oneself.

At this moment, the cold Master was like a docile kitten, lazy and charming, and also like a shy young girl. The young girl was shy and moving, making one feel love, wanting to hold her in one’s arms and cherish her well.

She could no longer maintain her previous coldness and restraint, like an iceberg melting, completely shedding all disguises, revealing the delicate posture of a young daughter, shy and moving, making one’s heart flutter.

Yun Yun’s voice had become incomparably charming, carrying a hint of thick trembling, as well as an unconcealable desire, like the sound of nature, making one intoxicated.

Her tail tone rose slightly, like an invisible feather, gently plucking at Yun Xiancheng’s heartstrings, making him unable to control himself, wanting to hold her in his arms and cherish her fiercely.

”You… you filial Disciple… really… really getting more and more presumptuous…”

She was still scolding him as a ”filial Disciple,” but in her tone, it was full of coquetry and indulgence; where was there any trace of blame? It was clearly flirting, full of affection, deep love and sweetness, making one envious.

Hearing this, Yun Xiancheng couldn’t help but feel a burst of pride in his heart, the smile at the corners of his mouth growing wider, unable to resist wanting to tease her and see her shy appearance. It seemed that this hypocritical Master of his was indeed very much enjoying his ”massage.”

Her previous coldness and aloofness were just posturing and trying to cover up, when in reality, her heart had long been surging with waves.

Under the dim yellow light, her skin was as delicate as cream, emitting an alluring luster, making one unable to resist wanting to savor it carefully, lingering, intoxicated by it.

In the corner of the courtyard, a stone lamp emitted a dim yellow light, casting bamboo shadows on the white wall.

The light was mottled, like a scroll of ink painting, full of poetic charm, making one intoxicated in it, lingering.

A breeze brushed past, the bamboo leaves made a rustling sound, as if telling a moving story, invoking reverie, making one intoxicated.

Yun Xiancheng’s fingers wandered slowly over her back, like the spring breeze brushing over the earth, soft and warm, and also like a stream leaking and splashing, moistening the withered land. Every movement was full of love and teasing, as if playing a silent movement, plucking at the deepest desires in her heart, making her unable to stop, only able to sink.

The cloud-like black hair that was originally tied up had long since fallen down, pouring down like a black waterfall, covering half of her delicate face. The previous coldness was already gone, but a bit more laziness was seen, making one feel love, wanting to hold her in one’s arms, cherish her well, for all eternity. The Beauty wanted to speak yet held back, like a shy begonia, with tears in the corners of her eyes.