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

46: Section 46She really hadn’t expected that the several Xiao Family Young ladies who were laughing and playing with her own Disciple in the Xiao Family courtyard that day would, in the blink of an eye, all become his legitimate brides.

This speed, this quantity, was truly... staggering.

No... Yun Yun’s thoughts raced as the scenes from that day in the courtyard replayed in her mind like a scroll.

Now that she had calmed down and reviewed it carefully, where was the harmonious sisterly affection? It was clearly the Xiao Family Young ladies being jealous and competing for favor!

To think she actually felt they got along well at the time; it truly was... the bystander sees clearly while the participant is blind, a single leaf obscuring the view.

Yun Yun had a thousand thoughts in her heart, but notably, none of them were of dissatisfaction. She wondered what kind of love potion this unfilial Disciple had given her... she thought to herself.

Yun Xiancheng seemed to think the weight of this ”surprise” wasn’t heavy enough and added another sentence nonchalantly:

“Well, for now, besides the four from the Xiao Family, that Ya Fei from the Mittel Family probably also, well, wants to come along...” “Ya Fei?”

Yun Yun’s elegant brows knitted imperceptibly, a hint of contemplation flashing in her cold eyes. As a sect leader, her considerations were always more realistic and thorough:

“The Mittel Family’s foundation is far away in the Imperial Capital, and there are no family elders or significant relatives here to attend the ceremony.”

“Marrying so hastily, I fear the Mittel Family... might not easily recognize this marriage. For Ya Fei’s reputation, it is, after all, somewhat inappropriate.”

Yun Xiancheng seemed completely unconcerned. He reached out and gently held Yun Yun’s cool, smooth hand, which felt like it was carved from the finest jade, his tone relaxed and free-spirited:

“What does it matter if others recognize it or if the family recognizes it? As long as Sister Ya Fei herself is willing, that’s enough. There’s no need to worry about anything else.”

His gaze turned toward Nalan Yanran, who had been keeping her head down, her mood clearly low as if she were about to cry, and he said: “Master, regarding Yan Ran...”

Yun Xiancheng walked to Yan Ran’s side, knelt on one knee, took Nalan Yanran’s hand, and said seriously:

“At this moment, I am proposing to Yan Ran. We, the Cloud Mist Twins, should also be married today!” Nalan Yanran looked up sharply, her eyes still holding lingering grievances and disappointment.

But because of Yun Xiancheng’s words, a light of hope instantly ignited, and she looked at him in disbelief. “Se... Senior Brother!?”

Yun Yun’s gaze narrowed, but unexpectedly, she accepted it quickly. “That’s right, Yan Ran grew up with you; it is indeed time for you to marry together.” Yun Yun gently placed her hand on Yun Xiancheng’s shoulder and said seriously: “In the future, you must not fail them.”

091 The wedding dress for Yan Ran

Yun Xiancheng shook his head, took Yun Yun’s hand, and said seriously:

“They are willing to entrust their lives to me, so I will also take responsibility for their lives. This has always been my creed.” Hearing these words, a ripple of emotion stirred in Yun Yun’s heart.

Yun Xiancheng let go of Yun Yun’s hand, walked up to Yan Ran, gently wiped away a crystal tear from the corner of her eye, and said softly: “I know you care about today as well. Don’t worry, I have long made arrangements.”

“Although it’s a bit rushed and there wasn’t time to prepare a traditional phoenix crown and robes like the Xiao sisters and Sister Ya Fei have, I have specially prepared a... well, unique surprise for you.”

As he spoke, he took something out of his storage ring and gently unfolded it.

It was a dress of a strange style, made of a material completely different from ordinary clothing—it was pure white, whiter than snow.

The upper half was adorned with tiny, shimmering spots like stars, and the long skirt spread out like mist and clouds.

Holy and magnificent, it formed a sharp contrast with the traditional red wedding dress. “This is?”

Nalan Yanran and Yun Yun both showed looks of amazement.

The style of this “wedding dress” was something they had never seen before, yet it strangely exuded an indescribable Beauty and solemnity.

“This item is called a ‘wedding dress’; I made it in a rush. Consider it... a unique memento between us,” Yun Xiancheng explained with a smile, his gaze tenderly fixed on Yan Ran.

“Today, you will wear it and welcome this special day with me, alright?”

Nalan Yanran stared blankly at the dreamily beautiful white wedding dress, then at Yun Xiancheng’s gentle and serious eyes, and all her previous grievances and disappointment vanished instantly.

She nodded vigorously, her eyes slightly red, her voice choked with emotion: “Okay! Senior Brother... thank you!”

Yun Yun stood aside, quietly watching this scene, her heart filled with mixed emotions. That snow-white wedding dress somehow touched the deepest chord in her heart.

She looked at the unmistakable glow of happiness on Yan Ran’s face, and a hint of... envy and expectation that she hadn’t even noticed herself quietly grew in her heart. If... if one day in the future, this audacious Disciple were to prepare a unique wedding for her as well, what would that be like...

This thought was like a seed, quietly falling into the depths of her heart and causing ripples. Yun Yun was filled with anticipation, just waiting for the day she would be married by her own Disciple.

“I must first prepare a wedding dress like Yan Ran’s. Since Yan Ran is wearing one, I naturally... should wear one too,” she thought to herself.

After this small interlude, the atmosphere became harmonious once again.

Yun Yun looked at Yun Xiancheng, her expression returning to one of helplessness, as if saying “I can’t do anything with you”. She sighed softly, as if accepting the reality.

“I am your Master, yet I also want to be your wife... sigh...”

Yun Yun whispered to herself, and a complex, indescribable smile finally curled at the corners of her mouth, seeming self-deprecating yet also indulgent.

“Forget it, forget it... my good Disciple, you must really like, even enjoy, this taboo sense of inversion... why should I be here lamenting?”

Yun Xiancheng took both their hands and walked toward the Yun Residence.

At this moment, in the Yun Residence, those few Young ladies who were about to become brides were not there.

They must have all returned to the Xiao Family, each in their own boudoir, applying makeup before the mirror, painting their brows and lips, their faces as beautiful as flowers under the cloud wings, preparing for the most important moment of their lives.

Nalan Yanran took the wedding dress and headed toward the inner hall to change.

Yun Yun collected her thoughts and, with a faint smile, raised a practical question:

“Then, should we go to the Xiao Family to pick up the brides first, or to the Mittel Auction House?” “I don’t like making choices, Master.”

Yun Xiancheng habitually tried to avoid the difficult problem, shaking his head with a lazy look. “But this is a choice that must be made.”

Yun Yun’s eyes rippled, curving into beautiful crescents, clear as water, seemingly waiting to see how he would choose. Yun Xiancheng pondered for a moment and then spoke decisively, without hesitating for long:

“What’s so difficult about that? We’ll go to the Mittel Auction House first to pick up Sister Ya Fei. She’s all alone over there; it would be too lonely to make her wait too long. After picking her up, we’ll go to the Xiao Family.”

Yun Xiancheng’s consideration was mostly out of thoughtfulness for Ya Fei’s situation, which showed a degree of attentiveness.

Yun Xiancheng smiled and took out that carriage from his storage ring. As the carriage for the Young Sect Master of Yunlan Sect’s travels, it looked quite dignified. “Well, get in. Today, let Master drive the carriage for you.”

Yun Yun nodded slightly, speaking with a hint of a mischievous smile, as if to fulfill her duty as an “elder”.

Yun Xiancheng didn’t answer, but instead extended his long arm, swept his Master up by the waist, and turned to walk into the carriage together. His movements were fluid, carrying an unquestionable dominance and intimacy.

“There’s no need to trouble Master,”

He gently placed Yun Yun on the soft cushions inside the carriage before explaining:

“When I came a few months ago, I modified it. This carriage... it moves by itself.” “Oh? My good Disciple even has such clever skills?”

Yun Yun was startled at first, then seemed to realize something and said with a look of realization, her tone carrying a hint of helpless indulgence: “Ah, that’s right. You’ve always loved studying these strange little gadgets...”

Yun Xiancheng took the opportunity to pull Yun Yun into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head and breathing in the elegant fragrance of her hair, his voice low and tender. “Only by studying these things can I save some effort and spend more time with... Master.”

His warm breath brushed past her ear, bringing a slight tingling sensation. “Stop fooling around. Today is your big day, don’t you dare...”

Yun Yun’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she wanted to push him away. Before she could finish her sentence, warm lips had already covered hers with an irresistible tenderness. After the kiss ended, her breathing was slightly ragged, and her eyes shimmered with a watery light.

Yun Xiancheng pressed his forehead against hers. Their eyes met, his filled with a smile and a touch of seriousness: ”Mhm, then today I will only kiss Master and do nothing else.”

Before his voice had even faded, he leaned in once more. This time, however, it was no longer just a light taste.

Instead, he extended his tongue to share a deep, passionate kiss with his Master, as if they were trying to merge their souls into this very moment. Their lips and teeth lingered, their affection intertwining. This lingering kiss actually lasted for a full fifteen minutes, as if they wanted to melt into each other’s bones and blood.

Finally, it was because of Nalan Yanran’s approaching footsteps that they slowly separated with endless longing and reluctance. Just then, the bead curtain of the inner chamber tinkled softly, and Nalan Yanran, having changed into that unique pure white wedding dress, stepped out gracefully.

The holy white veil flowed like moonlight, and the tiny crystals adorning it sparkled brilliantly, making her already lovely face appear even more radiant.

092 Children, I’m Marrying Six at Once

Before long, the carriage slowly came to a halt in front of the majestic and magnificent main building of the Mittel Auction House.

Even on New Year’s Eve, this building remained brightly lit. However, the usual noisy crowds had already dispersed, making it seem somewhat quiet. Festive red silks and giant lanterns hung at the entrance, intertwining with the auction house’s own luxurious style to reveal a unique charm.

Several guards in auction house uniforms stood solemnly on both sides. Seeing this horse-less, self-moving carriage with an ancient style, surprise flickered in their eyes, but they did not dare to step forward and question it.

Yun Xiancheng was the first to step off the carriage, his tall figure casting a straight shadow under the lights. While on the carriage, Yun Xiancheng had asked Yun Yun and Yan Ran to change him into a wedding robe.

Although Yun Yun was shy, Yan Ran was good at coordinating. Between the words of the two childhood friends, they managed to get their Master to half-reluctantly help Yun Xiancheng change his clothes.

He did not rush into the Mittel Auction House. Instead, he turned around and gracefully extended his hand to support Yun Yun as she stepped down.

Today, Yun Yun was still dressed in an elegant moon-white gown. Her grace was peerless, cold and noble. Standing beside Yun Xiancheng, they looked like a perfect couple, though their subtle relationship was something that could not be explained to outsiders.

Next was Yan Ran, dressed in her full finery for the occasion.

Today, Yan Ran wore the wedding dress gifted by Yun Xiancheng, and her entire being was surrounded by an air of holiness and dignity. A light veil covered her head, and her small face was filled with immense shyness.

Being taken by her Senior Brother to meet his other wives still made her feel quite shy.

With Yun Yun in front and Yun Xiancheng and Yan Ran side-by-side, they slowly ascended the white jade steps in front of the auction house. The guards at the door had already received instructions and bowed respectfully to lead the three inside. The interior of the auction house, while not as bustling as usual, had also been meticulously decorated.

A red carpet stretched all the way in, and auspicious silk ribbons were wrapped around the pillars on both sides. A faint scent of incense lingered in the air.

At the end of the hall, inside an exceptionally elegant and cozy side parlor, a fiery red figure stood by the window, looking out at the street scene as if waiting expectantly.

It was Ya Fei.

Today, she wore a meticulously tailored fiery red wedding dress embroidered with gold phoenixes. It was complex and beautiful, outlining her exquisite and graceful figure. Her usually charming and moving face now had a touch of a bride-to-be’s shyness and anticipation, adding a heart-stirring radiance. Her hair was coiled high and adorned with jewels, contrasting with her snow-white neck, making her as beautiful as a vivid painting.

She did not cover herself with a bridal veil according to custom. Perhaps the Mittel Family’s rules were different, or perhaps she couldn’t wait to see her beloved’s arrival with her own eyes.

Hearing the footsteps, Ya Fei turned around abruptly. When she saw Yun Xiancheng’s familiar figure, a brilliant light instantly blossomed in her beautiful eyes. All the waiting and anxiety turned into pure joy and shyness at this moment.

She lifted her skirt and hurried forward to meet him, her voice trembling slightly with an imperceptible quiver: ”Xiancheng... you’re here.”

Yun Xiancheng stepped forward with a smile, gently grasping her cool, soft hand, and said warmly: ”Sister Ya Fei, I’ve come to pick you up. You are truly beautiful today.”

Ya Fei’s pretty face turned red, and her eyes flickered with infinite charm as she gave him a light, playful glare: ”You certainly know how to talk.”

Her gaze then turned toward Yun Yun behind Yun Xiancheng. She performed a formal bow, her posture respectful and appropriate: ”Ya Fei greets Sect Leader Yun. I have troubled the Sect Leader to wait for so long.”

Her address for Yun Yun was still ”Sect Leader Yun” for public settings, showing a perfect sense of propriety.

Yun Yun nodded slightly, her gaze peacefully observing the radiant woman before her. Her tone was gentle: ”No need for such formalities. Today is your big day. Quickly get ready to depart with us.”

She played the role of an impeccable elder, dignified and kind. Then, she added slowly:

”In the future, don’t be so distant...” Ya Fei nodded, still adhering to the etiquette of a junior.

”Thank you, Master.” Ya Fei then looked toward Yan Ran.

”Greetings, Sister Yan Ran. In the future, we must work together with one heart to support our home.” Yan Ran smiled and nodded:

”Sister Ya Fei is the eldest, so you must look after our Chenger well.” ”Listen to you. I’m still counting on Chenger to bring back a few more new sisters for me.”

The pleasantries between Ya Fei and Yan Ran lacked any antagonism, as if they were stating something that was bound to happen.

After simple greetings, Yun Xiancheng took the hands of Ya Fei and Yan Ran and, accompanied by Yun Yun, left the Mittel Auction House. When Ya Fei stepped into the strange carriage, a flash of curiosity crossed her eyes, but she didn’t ask much and simply sat obediently beside Yun Xiancheng. Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was a bit subtle for a moment.

Yun Yun still sat upright to the side, while Ya Fei leaned close to Yun Xiancheng, her face overflowing with a happy blush. Between the three of them, few words were needed, as a silent understanding flowed naturally.

The carriage started again, this time heading toward the Xiao Family’s direction.

Unlike the tranquility of the Mittel Auction House, the Xiao Family residence was now bustling with noise and activity. The massive gates were wide open, and rows of large red lanterns hung in front, illuminating the area like daylight.

Inside and outside the gates, it was crowded with Xiao Family servants and guards, and even some Wutan City residents who had come to watch the excitement.

Firecrackers sounded one after another, deafeningly loud. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and sulfur, pushing the New Year’s atmosphere to its peak.

As the strange carriage slowly approached, a low murmur of surprise and discussion broke out among the crowd. ”Look! The son-in-law’s carriage is here!”

”Tsk tsk, this carriage is so strange, it actually has no horses pulling it.”

”The son-in-law is indeed a distinguished guest of the Cloud Mist Sect; he’s truly extraordinary!” Under everyone’s gaze, the carriage came to a steady stop in front of the Xiao Family’s main gate. This time, Yun Xiancheng was the first to get off.

Today, he wore a bright red wedding robe and possessed an extraordinary aura, like a banished immortal from heaven, instantly capturing everyone’s attention. Subsequently, Yun Yun, Yan Ran, and Ya Fei also stepped off the carriage one after another.

”Heavens! Who are those beauties in red and white? Are they also the ones the son-in-law is marrying?”

”That seems to be Miss Ya Fei of the Mittel Auction House!” ”Is that Miss Yan Ran of the Nalan Family!?”

”My god, the son-in-law is truly blessed.” Facing Yun Xiancheng, who had a Beauty on each side:

Everyone felt no envy or resentment; instead, they looked on as if it were only natural. With his current attire and demeanor, Yun Xiancheng truly deserved to be called a banished immortal of the mortal world.

Only a banished immortal from heaven could... no, should have such luck as to have a cluster of beauties in his arms.

The Xiao Family’s head maid had already been waiting at the door with a group of servants. Seeing Yun Xiancheng’s group, she immediately stepped forward with a face full of smiles: ”son-in-law, Sect Leader Yun, Miss Ya Fei, please come in! The Young ladies have been waiting for a long time!”

Yun Xiancheng nodded slightly and, holding Ya Fei’s hand and accompanied by Yun Yun, stepped through the gates of the Xiao Family.

Passing through the decorated courtyard and around the screen wall, they arrived at the main hall of the Xiao Family. Inside the main hall, the lights were brilliant, and it had already been newly decorated.