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

78: Section 78This kind of matter... should be... left to older sister first.

The pitiful Hua She Er, her cheeks already flushed crimson with shyness, the blush extending down to her neck, her mind a complete blank, how could she possibly think to detect the

She could only let this

She chose to become the first woman to fully experience everything Yun Xiancheng had to offer.

Her waist pressed tightly against Yun Xiancheng’s body, leaving almost no gap, as if she wanted to melt herself completely into him.

Meanwhile, Hua She Er’s snake tail, which had also coiled around them, acted like a stroke of genius, following the curves of their tightly pressed bodies to coil and squeeze even more closely, intensifying their connection and amplifying their sensations.

When the final barrier was breached, Yun Xiancheng felt...

An indescribable, ultimate sense of tightness and envelopment instantly overwhelmed all his senses!

Different from a human woman, this unique experience from a snake-woman carried a strange, magical quality—cool, slippery, yet incredibly supple and resilient, as if it could suck one’s very soul into it...

It instantly allowed him to experience an unprecedented, uniquely soul-stirring pleasure.

156 Serpentine Entanglement

Just as Yue Mei and Yun Xiancheng were deeply intertwined in body and mind, exploring the deepest mysteries of each other, Hua She Er, who was nearby, was not completely detached from the scene. This relatively pure and inexperienced young snake-woman, though utterly mortified by the sight before her...

the deep-seated admiration and longing for her master within her heart, along with a trace of indescribable curiosity and jealousy, drove her to clumsily yet eagerly wrap her soft body around Yun Xiancheng.

She lifted her pretty face and, like a devout believer, placed one tentative, inexperienced kiss after another upon his firm chest, his bobbing Adam’s apple, and his well-defined jawline.

Her movements were clumsy and unpracticed, carrying the unique shyness and nervousness of a maiden, yet imbued with a pure and sincere affection. However, Yun Xiancheng, at this moment, had no extra energy to respond to Hua She Er’s rather immature technique.

All his mind, all his senses, were completely occupied by the eager woman beneath him! Unlike the first tentative taste, this time was more passionate.

That strange sensation of active coiling and suction made him inwardly marvel at the unique innate talents of the Snake-People. Before long, accompanied by two suppressed gasps...

a torrent of release surged forth like a bursting river.

However, even after this ultimate release, thanks to his special constitution of

On the contrary!

That brief release seemed only to have ignited an even more ferocious flame!

He remained at his deepest, most intimate connection, anchored like a rock, firmly

At this moment, Yue Mei was already drenched in fragrant sweat, panting softly, her body limp and powerless, almost melting into a puddle of spring water.

She could clearly feel the irresistible heat and potency from her husband’s body, and... that seemingly endless demand.

Her body, her soul, amidst these intense, deep impacts and resonances, constantly expanded, contracted, trembled... as if about to...

be utterly torn apart, yet also as if about to merge completely with him!

An unprecedented, ultimate sense of joy and fulfillment flooded her consciousness like a tide.

She could no longer restrain her emotions, pressing her burning cheek tightly against Yun Xiancheng’s sweat-dampened chest.

Listening to his strong, powerful heartbeat, her red lips parted slightly, and she couldn’t help but... softly sing a melodious, ancient, and beautiful Snake-People Clan song, full of admiration and submission.

The song, ethereal and enchanting, like a siren’s song under moonlight, quietly echoed within the silent tent, adding to the air of intimacy and dreaminess.

Nearby, Hua She Er watched the vivid scene before her like a silent painting. Her gaze fell upon Elder Sister Yue Mei’s intoxicated, dazed expression and the unconscious curve of her lips.

It was a smile of pure, satiated happiness—wholly possessed, yet willingly so—like a night-blooming cereus blooming silently in the dark, brief yet breathtaking.

Her gaze then shifted to Yun Xiancheng.

His profile, under the flickering candlelight, appeared sharply defined. Sweat traced the firm lines of his face. Though a hint of post-battle weariness lingered between his brows, it couldn’t conceal his aura of control and conquering desire.

Her heart, like a calm lake disturbed by a stone named

That feeling was a mix of envy for Yue Mei’s current experience, longing for that ultimate intimacy, shyness about the unknown she herself was about to face... and a faint, indescribable tinge of sourness, as if she had missed out on something.

As the personal guard of Her Majesty the Queen, the trajectory of her life should have been simple and pure—cultivate, grow stronger, and then devote her entire life to protecting the exalted Queen.

Nothing else.

But the appearance of this man was like a massive rock thrown into stagnant water, completely disrupting everything.

Her Majesty the Queen, that god-like existence in her heart, actually trusted him so much, even entrusting him with the military tally symbolizing supreme authority.

And now, Her Majesty the Queen had even transformed into a young snake, peacefully curled up asleep in his embrace, as if that were the safest harbor in the world. This man, with his help, had reversed the Snake-People Clan’s fate from the brink of destruction.

Under his masterful planning, a war that seemed destined for defeat had concluded with the glorious achievement of slaying one enemy Dou Huang and ten enemy Dou Masters!

He... was like a light piercing the darkness, not only illuminating the future of the Snake-People Clan, but also... quietly shining into her heart, which had never stirred for anyone before. She too...

She also wanted...

to be like Elder Sister Yue Mei... to be embraced by him, possessed by him, to be... deeply loved by him...

This thought, like a lit fuse, instantly ignited the long-suppressed emotions within her. Her cheeks were already as red as the evening glow, burning hot as if about to catch fire.

Her breathing became rapid and disordered, her chest heaving violently as if her heart would leap out the next second. She gazed obsessively at the two still tightly connected, as if about to merge completely.

Those jade-green eyes, pure as the finest emerald, were now misted over with a thin layer of moisture, glistening with a watery sheen, filled with...

indescribable... anticipation.

A snake’s love is deep and enduring, like their winding bodies—once coiled, they are reluctant to let go easily. A full day passed before this ultimate human-snake communion finally began to subside.

Yue Mei was already drenched in fragrant sweat, her body limp as mud, unable to hold on any longer. With a soft sigh, her delicate form collapsed onto the soft bed. Even in exhaustion, her long, supple snake tail instinctively curled up in a peculiar posture.

As if to ensure... not a single drop of the sweet rain bestowed by her husband would be lost or wasted.

It’s... your turn now.

Yun Xiancheng did not rise immediately. Instead, he turned his head, his gaze burning as he looked at the little snake-woman who had been

Hua She Er was already utterly captivated, her entire body burning hot, her skin glowing with an alluring pink hue. Being gently lifted and embraced by Yun Xiancheng like this, she felt an electric current surge through her body, leaving her utterly limp and powerless.

She gently bit her lower lip, her pearly teeth leaving a faint mark on the reddened flesh. Lifting those misty, jade-green eyes, her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s hum, yet filled with determination:

Please accept me. No more words are needed.

Yun Xiancheng lowered his head, accurately capturing those trembling lips that held a hint of youthful sweetness. Hua She Er shuddered all over as if struck by lightning, yet she did not pull away.

She responded clumsily, awkwardly, allowing Yun Xiancheng’s tongue to part her pearly teeth, guiding her, dancing with her.

Hua She Er’s eyes brimmed with a sense of peace. And the corner of her mouth curled up into a satisfied arc.

Seeing her this shy and adorable appearance, Yun Xiancheng felt even more love and tenderness in his heart.

He leaned close to her ear and said solemnly in a low, magnetic voice, ”Mm, I accept.”

”From now on, please spend this life with me.” Then,

A vivid, bright crimson quietly bloomed, like a red lotus blossoming in the snow, unfolding a breathtaking... peerless Beauty.

157 Master and the Heavenly Lion

A full three days and three nights.

Yun Xiancheng had hardly left this tent, permeated with exotic fragrance and an aura of indulgence,

engaged in a prolonged, soul-deep ”dual cultivation” with the two snake-women of distinct charms, Yue Mei and Hua She Er. Snakes, after all, are creatures renowned for their endurance and stamina.

And as outstanding examples among snake-women, the stamina of Yue Mei and Hua She Er far exceeded ordinary imagination.

Yet, even so, before this male master who seemed to possess boundless energy and knew not the meaning of weariness, they ultimately... still succumbed. When the dawn of the third day spilled through the gaps in the tent fabric,

the two beautiful snake-women were already drenched in fragrant sweat, their bodies weak and limp as if their bones had been removed,

collapsed upon that enormous bed, white as snow yet already mottled and alluring with scattered crimson plum blossoms, sinking into a deep slumber. Even in sleep, their long, supple snake tails still instinctively curled slightly upwards.

As if guarding some treasure, ensuring that the precious life essence from their husband would not be lost in the slightest.

They clung tightly to Yun Xiancheng’s arms, one on each side, like the most contented children. Though their eyes were closed, their long lashes still bore traces of satisfied tears, the corners of their mouths unconsciously curved upwards, sketching arcs of happiness and sweetness.

Hua She Er’s breathing had now gradually steadied, indicating she had entered a deep sleep.

However, deep within her blurred consciousness, within her dantian energy sea, an indescribable feeling of heat was quietly gathering, rising, as if something was about to break free from its cocoon, growing stronger and stronger.

At this moment, the tent flap was gently opened.

Yun Yun entered with Xiao Yan, Yun Ziyi held Yun Yan’s hand, and Yun Yan, in turn, pulled along Qing Lin, whose face was full of curiosity mixed with shyness. Five beauties of graceful bearing and distinct temperaments entered the room like figures from a painting.

”It is rather strange,”

Yun Yun said softly to Yun Ziyi beside her as they walked, her voice carrying a hint of inquiry:

”Practicing cultivation with Xiancheng can accelerate breakthroughs through bottlenecks... Such a marvelous thing is truly unheard of; searching through ancient texts reveals no record of it either.”

”Indeed peculiar,” Yun Ziyi also nodded slightly, a flicker of contemplation in her beautiful purple eyes. ”However, the effect is tangible. That I could break through to the Six Star Dou Huang so quickly is also thanks to Chenger.”

As they spoke, the two had already entered the inner chamber.

When they saw the two snake-women on the bed, entwined around Yun Xiancheng like octopuses, sleeping soundly with satisfied blushes on their faces, they both smiled faintly.

Yun Yun couldn’t help but tease, ”Tsk tsk, a full three days and three nights. Our Chenger this time truly ’revels in the ultimate joy of the mortal world, dreaming drunkenly of the Peach Blossom Spring where years grow long.’”

”Hua She Er is indeed undergoing a breakthrough. The hurdle from Peak Dou Wang to Dou Huang, she crossed it just like that.” ”Hehe, her future cultivation will surely be both joyful and effortless.”

Little Lioness Yun Yan looked at the lazy, satisfied appearance of the two snake-women sisters, then glanced at her own Young Master. A flicker of envy passed through her purple eyes, followed by a slight pout, as if she felt somewhat... unconvinced?

Although she and the Young Master had also had many intimate sessions of ”joint cultivation”... it seemed they had never had one lasting for three whole days and nights! ”Hmph! I want three days and three nights too!” She suddenly turned her head and made an earth-shattering demand to Yun Ziyi beside her!

Hearing this demand, Yun Yun, Xiao Yan, and even Qing Lin beside them couldn’t help but blush prettily, their eyes somewhat evasive. Yun Yun even gave a light cough and said with a touch of shyness, ”This... Yaner, three days and three nights... I’m afraid... might be a bit...” Just then, Yun Xiancheng on the bed seemed to sense the arrival of his beautiful wives.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the five beauties who had entered. A smile, tinged with fatigue yet full of satisfaction and mischief, appeared on his face as he said to them frankly:

”What is it? My darlings, have you... grown impatient?”

”Hmph! Shameless!” Seeing his ”triumphant” look, Yun Yun shot him an annoyed glance. She walked forward, extended a jade-like finger, and gently

tapped him on the forehead.

However, scolding was just scolding.

The next moment, she still elegantly knelt by the bedside, extended her slender jade hand, and gently grasped that which remained spirited and vigorous, as if knowing not weariness... the symbol of power’s source, beginning... to rouse the slumbering one once more.

”It seems even after three days and three nights, husband still remains... battle-ready and high-spirited.”

Xiao Yan watched this scene, a rosy blush also flying to her pretty face. She said softly:

”It seems... if we sisters also wish to spend three days and three nights with husband, we probably... need to first weigh whether our combined combat strength is sufficient.”

”Truly formidable.”

As she spoke, she had already removed her embroidered shoes, revealing a pair of crystal-clear, flawless jade feet.

She gently stepped onto the soft bed, coming up behind Yun Xiancheng as silently as a cat, extending her arms to embrace him tightly from behind.

This specially made bed was extremely large. Not to mention accommodating seven or eight people, even twice that number would be more than enough.

”Whether it is or isn’t, we’ll know once we try.” Hearing this, a competitive flame also ignited in Yun Ziyi’s beautiful purple eyes.

She exchanged a glance with Yun Yun. As if sharing a tacit understanding, the two simultaneously knelt before Yun Xiancheng, one on his left, one on his right, slightly raising their lovely heads to gaze up at their shared man with eyes that were either cool and clear or charming and alluring.

Seeing this, Little Lioness Yun Yan and Qing Lin, though still somewhat shy, could no longer suppress the curiosity and... longing in their hearts.

They exchanged a look, then also clambered onto the spacious bed using hands and feet. Imitating the two ”older sisters,” they nestled obediently against Yun Xiancheng’s side, one on the left, one on the right.

For a time, within this small tent, the sweet chatter of swallows and orioles added delightful charm, further weaving boundless tales of spring.

Five peerless beauties, along with the two sleeping snake-women, surrounded Yun Xiancheng. Some shy, some charming, some proactive, some expectant...

Not a trace of panic appeared on Yun Xiancheng’s face. On the contrary, his heart was still filled with anticipation for such actions. ”Then, let us cultivate together.”

He looked at the beauties, straightened his chest, appearing utterly confident, completely unafraid of this round of battles. It should be said, after so much tempering, he was without fear.

An even grander, more prolonged session of ”cultivation” was about to commence once more...

158 Leaving the Snake-People Tribe

Time flowed on, like sand slipping through fingers, quietly passing. In the blink of an eye, half a year had gone by.

During these six months, the luxurious palace deep within the Snake-People Holy City had almost become a ”secluded cultivation sanctuary” for Yun Xiancheng and his women.

Just as Yun Xiancheng had said—when awake, they cultivated together, sensing the profound mysteries of each other’s Dou Qi circulation and soul communion; when tired, they embraced and slept, enjoying the tenderness and peace within this haven of warmth.