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

47: Section 47The main seat was empty, with several grandmaster chairs lined up on both sides, but no elders of the Xiao Family were seated there today.

In the center of the hall stood four beautiful figures: the four Young ladies of the Xiao Family waiting to be married—Xiao Xun Er, Xiao Mei, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yan. All four were dressed in their finest today, wearing different styles of equally exquisite and magnificent wedding dresses.

Unlike Ya Fei just now, they all followed tradition, wearing veils over their heads that obscured their peerless beauty.

But even with the veils covering their faces, their unique temperaments were still hard to hide. The one standing at the very front was surely Xiao Xun Er.

She wore a gown of interwoven pale gold and cyan. Even through the veil, one could feel her ethereal and transcendent aura as she stood quietly, like a fairy waiting for her beloved under the moonlight.

Beside her was Xiao Mei, dressed in a peacock blue wedding dress.

Her figure beneath the veil seemed slightly buoyant, faintly revealing a sense of liveliness and anticipation.

Next to her was Xiao Yu, dressed in a purple wedding dress. Her posture was straight, yet one could sense a nervousness and shyness beneath the veil that differed from her usual heroic spirit.

And finally, there was naturally Xiao Yan, wearing a wedding dress with a mysterious black base embroidered with dark gold phoenix patterns, appearing somewhat cold and mysterious. The four veiled brides had graceful and hazy figures; though their true faces were unseen, it only added to the mystery and anticipation.

093 ”From now on, you should call me Lord Guan.”

Yun Xiancheng gracefully entered the hall with Ya Fei and Yun Yun, immediately greeted by the four beautiful figures.

The four women of the Xiao Family bowed gracefully, their voices either crisp like a warbler’s song or soft like a willow in the breeze, sounding like pearls falling onto a jade plate. They said in unison, ”Greetings... Lord Guan. Greetings, Sect Leader Yun. Greetings, Sister Ya Fei.”

Yun Xiancheng’s gaze was gentle, like flowing spring water, as it swept across the beautiful faces of the four Young ladies one by one. With a faint smile on his lips, he said clearly, ”Xun’er, Mei’er, Yu’er, Yaner, I’ve come to take you home.”

There were no tedious formalities like the traditional three letters and six rites here; it was merely a simple ceremony born of the heart. On this continent where Fighting Qi is revered, the strong have always had the final say, and the will of the strong is the rule.

The elders of the Xiao Family knew this well, so they didn’t show up at all. They simply let the Young ladies accompany their lover. Yun Xiancheng stepped forward leisurely, without any particularly intimate gestures, only giving the four women a warm smile.

Yet this smile seemed to carry the power to settle one’s heart, like a spring breeze turning into rain. The four Young ladies’ previously fluttering hearts were like birds that had found their home, quietly settling down and becoming calm.

Under the complex gazes of the Xiao Family servants—filled with both awe and envy—Yun Xiancheng took Ya Fei’s soft, delicate hand in one of his, while the four pearls of the Xiao Family, each with her own charm and national beauty, followed closely behind him.

Yun Yun still maintained her air as the Sect Leader of the Cloud Mist Sect, her face showing no emotion as she kept the composure of an ”elder.”

In this manner, amidst sounds of envy and admiration, the group marched out of the Xiao Residence’s main hall toward the grand and extraordinary carriage waiting outside the gates.

This scene was truly enough to make anyone envious. One man marrying several graceful and peerless beauties on the same day—such a blessing of having multiple wives was likely unprecedented and would be hard to match in the entire Jia Ma Empire.

Once everyone was comfortably seated inside the spacious and magnificent carriage, the carriage started moving silently again without the driver even needing to crack his whip.

Amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers and the quiet chatter of the surrounding crowd, it slowly departed from the Xiao Residence, heading toward the newly purchased ”Yun Residence” of Yun Xiancheng in Wutan City.

Inside the carriage, the atmosphere immediately became livelier, yet a subtle ripple also spread through the air.

Six brides, along with Yun Yun, an ”elder” with an exceptionally special status, gathered together, surrounding Yun Xiancheng in the center. Away from the eyes of outsiders, the Young ladies quietly shed some of their refined decorum.

Although they were each still draped in red silk veils and couldn’t see each other’s expressions, the relaxation and joy in their hearts could be clearly felt even through the veils.

”Young Master,” Xiao Xun Er’s voice carried a hint of playful mischief. Beneath the veil, her lovely face was likely wearing a mischievous grin. ”To-

-day, have you had your fill? Marrying six of us all at once.”

Yun Xiancheng reached out and gently held her soft, boneless hand, asking with a smile, ”Xun’er, since you have already entered the family, how should you address me from now on?”

Hearing Yun Xiancheng ask what he already knew, Xiao Xun Er was slightly stunned. The voice beneath the veil was instantly tinged with an indescribable shyness. ”Hus... Husband.” ”That’s more like it.” Yun Xiancheng smiled with satisfaction, suppressing the urge to immediately lift the veil and see her lovely face, as he gently-

-pulled Xun’er into his arms.

Xun’er leaned in obediently, bringing her head close to Yun Xiancheng’s ear. Through the thin red silk veil, she breathed like an orchid and whispered in a voice as tiny as a mosquito’s:

”Husband... no matter how long it takes, Xun’er will wait for you.”

Yun Xiancheng’s heart warmed. He tightened his arms, pulling her deeper into his embrace and feeling the reality of the warm, fragrant jade in his arms. He gently stroked her back, saying no more; everything was understood without words.

That word ”Husband” was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in the hearts of the other Young ladies in the carriage. Simultaneously, their cheeks flushed with shyness, and their hearts raced like startled deer.

”From now on... do we all have to call you Husband like this?” Xiao Mei’s voice carried a hint of curiosity and anticipation as she suddenly asked timidly.

It seemed she was full of novelty regarding this brand-new title. ”Naturally.”

Before Yun Xiancheng could respond, Nalan Yanran had already smilingly taken over the conversation. Today, in her white wedding dress, she looked even more bright and moving,

”Not only must you call him that, but you must do it all the time and everywhere. It’s best if we call him that together when we sisters gather.” Her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief:

”A ’Husband’ on the left, a ’Husband’ on the right. Just think, if we really go to Jia Nan Academy in the future, and you call him Husband so intimately in front of others, calling out sweetly one after another, I guarantee our husband’s heart will be bubbling with joy!”

Nalan Yanran’s words truly hit the mark in Yun Xiancheng’s heart; she was indeed one of the Young ladies who understood him best. A look of great enjoyment appeared on his face.

Yun Yun listened from the side and gave her improper Disciple an annoyed glare, thinking to herself what nonsense she was talking and how improper it was,

However, the other Young ladies in the carriage had their own thoughts after hearing such a description. Their cheeks grew even hotter, feeling both shy and faintly expectant of such a scene.

”Ahem,”

Seeing this, Yun Xiancheng coughed twice, fearing they would really let their imaginations run wild, and quickly changed the subject:

”Once this is over, I will first go out to gain experience with Yaner for a while. But don’t worry, afterward... we will definitely go to Jia Nan Academy to find you. I won’t break my promise.”

”Mei’er wants to go with Big Bro... Husband.”

Xiao Mei blurted it out, then immediately realized the address was wrong and quickly corrected herself, her tone filled with deep attachment. ”Mei’er,”

Yun Xiancheng heard this and put away his joking manner, his tone becoming more serious. ”Jia Nan Academy is a better place. You can also gain experience and grow there.”

He felt several burning gazes falling on him through the veils. Clearly, Xiao Mei’s words had resonated with the other Young ladies. Yun Xiancheng thought to himself: The reason I’m only taking Xiao Yan is naturally for convenience. There are quite a few ’sisters’ along the way... like Xiao Yi Xian, Queen Medusa, Lin Fei, Snow Charm, and even more... Ahem, Yun Xiancheng cleared his throat inwardly.

If I take too many girls, would it be an adventure or an outing? He continued to persuade them gently:

”Yaner and I will be traveling far on this journey, and there may be many unpredictable dangers. Practice peacefully at the academy. When your husband returns, I will not fail you.”

”Do you need my help?” Yun Yun’s cool voice sounded at the right moment, carrying a hint of concern. ”Master should just focus on guiding Yan Ran’s cultivation. It’s best not to favor one over the other.”

Yun Xiancheng declined without a second thought. His Master was incredibly powerful; if she followed him, what kind of experience would that be? Yun Yun nodded slightly and didn’t insist, saying no more.

Mentioning the upcoming separation, the atmosphere in the carriage couldn’t help but become a bit quiet and oppressive again. ”Oh, let’s not talk about this anymore, let’s not talk about this!”

Nalan Yanran, who disliked such gloomy moods the most, reached out and gently patted Yun Xiancheng’s arm, saying coquettishly, ”Today is our big day. Xiancheng, why are you saying all these depressing things?”

Then, she curiously lifted a corner of the window curtain and looked out, catching sight of the outline of a brand-new residence. Her eyes lit up as she smiled and said, ”It looks like we’re almost there. In a moment... it will be our real big day, won’t it?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the women in the carriage who had already shared intimacy with Yun Xiancheng—such as Ya Fei, Yan Ran, and even the intelligent Xiao Xun Er—all likely guessed what was about to happen, and their faces flushed with a rosy glow.

Only Xiao Yu, the relatively simple and straightforward sister, had an understanding of matters between men and women that perhaps remained at the naive stage of when she was pinned against a tree by Yun Xiancheng.

At this moment, she was still somewhat confused, only feeling that the atmosphere seemed to have become more... heated. ”Mhm, we’re here. Let’s get off.”

Yun Yun nodded and was the first to stand. She lightly raised her delicate hand, lifted the heavy carriage curtain, and spoke calmly.

094 Entering the Hall to Marry

As the curtain was lifted, the warm moonlight of Wutan City spilled in, reflecting off the red bridal veils of the six brides, adding a touch of festive and hazy beauty.

Yun Xiancheng stepped off the carriage first, then turned around, gracefully assisting his six brides—Ya Fei, Nalan Yanran, Xiao Xun Er, Xiao Mei, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yan—down one by one.

Yun Xiancheng did not find it troublesome; every time he took a young lady’s hand, he felt a profound sense of warmth.

Before them was a grand and brand-new residence. The vermilion gates were wide open, and above the entrance hung a gold-lettered plaque reading ”Yun Residence,” written with powerful, flowing strokes. A fresh red carpet had already been laid out in front of the door, extending all the way into the depths of the manor.

There were not many noisy guests on either side, and not even many servants were to be seen.

Yun Xiancheng led Ya Fei and Yan Ran by the hand at the front, with the four Young ladies of the Xiao Family following closely behind.

Yun Yun maintained her indifferent ”elder” posture, following half a step behind as they all stepped through the gates of the Yun Residence. They passed through the front courtyard and went straight to the main hall, which was decorated with lanterns and streamers, brimming with joy.

Inside the hall, red candles burned brightly, and red silk hung everywhere. On the incense altar in the center, memorial tablets were enshrined—yet they were all wordless memorial tablets.

Yun Xiancheng had no parents in this world, so with Heaven and Earth as witnesses, he took Yun Yun as his elder. In front of the incense altar, prayer mats had already been prepared.

There was no tedious Master of ceremonies; everything was simplified, yet it did not lose its solemnity.

Yun Yun walked to the grandmaster’s chair beside the main seat and sat down properly. Her gaze swept over the pair of newcomers—a handsome and upright man surrounded by six brides with graceful figures. Even with her temperament, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of strangeness at this moment.

Yun Yun only felt that perhaps she too would wear similar clothes one day in the future. At that time... which elder would sit in this grandmaster’s chair?

Could it be yet another Master? ”The auspicious hour has arrived.”

Yun Yun’s cold voice echoed in the hall, carrying an unquestionable authority. ”Newcomers, perform the rites.” Yun Xiancheng took a deep breath, straightened his body, and wore a solemn smile on his face.

He could feel the nervous, shy, or expectant gazes and breaths of the six women beside him through their veils. ”First bow to Heaven and Earth!”

Yun Xiancheng was the first to turn around, facing the vast world outside the hall, and made a deep bow.

The six brides also turned around, their movements uniform as they bowed gracefully. This bow was to this world, to the unseen rules and witnesses. ”Second bow to the elders!”

Yun Xiancheng turned back, facing Yun Yun who sat in the high seat. Together with the six brides, he bowed solemnly to Yun Yun. Yun Yun sat motionless and accepted the bow.

She nodded slightly, acknowledging the marriage and taking on the responsibility of an elder. It was only natural for Ya Fei and Yan Ran to bow to her;

the four women of the Xiao Family bowed to her out of respect for Yun Xiancheng’s beautiful Master. ”Husband and wife bow to each other!”

This final call made all the brides’ hearts leap into their throats. Yun Xiancheng turned with a smile to face his six brides standing side by side.

Beneath the red silk veils were six faces of peerless beauty. Though they could not be seen now, one could imagine their shyness and charm. The six brides also shyly turned around to face Yun Xiancheng from a distance.

Their gazes seemed to penetrate the red veils, meeting each other. Yun Xiancheng laughed heartily and was the first to bow.

The six brides followed suit, bowing deeply, the pearl tassels on their veils swaying gently and making a crisp, pleasant sound. This bow was a promise, a bond, and a pact to share joys and sorrows through thick and thin in the years to come.

”The rite is complete!”

Yun Yun’s voice rang out again, carrying a trace of satisfaction that was hard to detect.

With three simple bows, the core wedding ceremony of the Fighting Qi Continent was completed.

After the rites, the hall fell into a moment of silence, save for the slight crackling of the burning red candles.

Looking at the six beautiful silhouettes before him, Yun Xiancheng felt a surge of pride and a heart full of tenderness. He took a step forward, his voice gentle yet full of power:

”From today onward, you are the wives of me, Yun Xiancheng, and the mistresses of the Yun Residence.” ”In the future, as long as I am here, I will protect your safety and never let you suffer the slightest grievance.” Beneath the veils, a few soft sobs could be heard—tears of joy and emotion.

”Alright,” Yun Yun stood up, breaking the brief moment of tenderness. ”It’s getting late. Send the brides... to the bridal chamber.”

As soon as she said this, even a woman as mature and charming as Ya Fei couldn’t help but feel her cheeks burn hotter beneath her veil. The other Young ladies were so embarrassed they almost buried their heads in their chests.

Yun Xiancheng laughed, stepped forward, and took a hand on each side—first Ya Fei, then Yan Ran, then Xun’er, Mei’er, Yu’er, and Yaner... ”Wives, follow your husband to the bridal chamber!”

He deliberately emphasized the words ”bridal chamber,” adding a hint of playfulness that made the brides even more bashful.

Under Yun Yun’s slightly helpless yet blessing gaze, Yun Xiancheng, flanked on both sides, led his six beautiful new wives toward the carefully prepared bridal suite in the back courtyard.

Tonight was destined to be an incredibly long and romantic night.

Yun Xiancheng led the way with a smile, followed by the six beauties with jingling ornaments and a faint fragrance. Passing through the corridor of the back courtyard, they arrived at a spacious, brightly lit independent courtyard.

This was the location of the bridal chamber specially prepared for today. A silk tree was planted in the courtyard, its branches tied with red silk ribbons that swayed in the wind, looking quite beautiful.

Pushing open the carved wooden door, a warm breeze mixed with the scents of flowers, powder, and a hint of sandalwood greeted them. Before them was no ordinary bridal chamber, but a spacious, luxurious suite formed by connecting several rooms.

In the main hall, dragon and phoenix red candles burned brightly, their wax tears slowly sliding down, illuminating the room with a flickering red light that was warm and romantic.

The floor was covered with a thick brocade carpet, making their footsteps silent. Auspicious paintings and calligraphy hung on the walls, and the tables were filled with various exquisite pastries, fruits, and several jars of crystal-clear nuptial wine.

Most eye-catching of all was a massive bed, visibly large enough to accommodate a dozen people sleeping together.

Nalan Yanran, dressed in a Shiromuku with a white veil on her head, was the first to step forward. She had already removed her shoes, her pure white stockings outlining her graceful and delicate feet.

She walked step by step onto the large bed, sat her small bottom down lightly, and looked back at Yun Xiancheng: ”Husband, sisters, why are you still standing there?”

Ya Fei, who wasn’t wearing a veil to begin with, was now in a well-fitting fiery red dress that outlined her breathtakingly exquisite curves. She looked around the bridal chamber, her beautiful eyes containing a trace of languid satisfaction.

Hearing Yan Ran’s call, she nodded slightly and, with a smile, took Yun Xiancheng’s hand and said intimately: ”Lord Guan, let’s go, to welcome our important day...”

095 The Bridal Night

Yun Xiancheng nodded gently, unwilling to stay too far from the four brides in phoenix coronets and robes who were still wearing veils, fearing they couldn’t see the path and might trip during this beautiful moment.

However, his concern was somewhat unnecessary; the Young ladies had practiced martial arts since childhood, so they wouldn’t be unable to see where they were going just because they were wearing veils.

Of course, the four brides remained under their red veils, standing quietly by their beloved husband’s side. Some held Yun Xiancheng’s hand, while others gripped the corner of his clothes, walking with small steps.

Several maidservants who had been attending here earlier quickly curtsied upon seeing the newcomers. At Yun Xiancheng’s wave, they quietly withdrew and gently closed the door.

In the vast bridal chamber, only Yun Xiancheng and his six new wives remained.