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

110: Section 110Seeing this, Xiao Yi Xian and Linger couldn’t help but exchange a smile, their eyes filled with mutual understanding and tacit agreement.

They also leaned in softly, one on the left and one on the right, clinging tightly to Yun Xiancheng’s arms like two docile kittens.

They tilted their delicate and charming faces upward, their clear eyes sparkling with the same starlike radiance they had been waiting for so long.

”Husband...” Linger’s voice was soft and sweet, like fine honey, carrying a hint of the shyness and playfulness unique to a young girl, as she called out to him softly.

Yun Xiancheng slowly lowered his head, his gaze resting tenderly upon the three peerless beauties in his arms.

Snow Charm’s proactive kisses and fiery passion, Xiao Yi Xian’s gentle, water-like tenderness and quiet anticipation, and Linger’s reserved yet deep attachment—all of this was reflected with absolute clarity in the depths of his eyes, stirring up layer upon layer of ripples in his heart.

Suddenly, an indescribable sense of pity and emotion surged in his heart; they had always been waiting for him in silence.

”You have worked hard, making you wait for so long.” His voice was low and magnetic, carrying a hint of subtle apology and tenderness.

He reached out with his broad, thick hands, gently caressing the smooth, jade-like, and delicate shoulders of Xiao Yi Xian and Linger to comfort them, ”Rest assured, your husband... will never treat any of you darlings unfairly.”

His gaze finally fell upon the charming face of Snow Charm in his arms; in those eyes that were usually deep like stars, two scorching, dazzling flames that seemed capable of melting a person now burned.

Snow Charm clearly felt the heart-palpitating change in his gaze, and her already beautiful face turned even redder, like the rosy clouds in the evening sky, brilliant and eye-catching.

Her body also began to tremble slightly, filled with both the shyness and unease of a young girl experiencing the first rain of dew, and even more so, with heartfelt excitement and anticipation.

The corners of Yun Xiancheng’s mouth curled up slightly, forming a somewhat wicked smile.

He slowly lowered his head, pressing his warm lips against Snow Charm’s petite, exquisite, and crystal-clear earlobe; his warm breath sprayed over her sensitive, delicate skin like an electric current, stirring up waves of fine shivers.

”As you wish.”

There was no need for more flowery language, nor for more lingering words of love; at this moment, action was the best proof and response to this sentiment.

Xiao Yi Xian and Linger leaned obediently by Yun Xiancheng’s side, their slender, jade-like hands wandering gently over his broad, solid back.

Sometimes they stroked as softly as feathers, and other times they pressed and kneaded with a bit of strength, as if they were soothing his emotions, yet also silently teasing his desires.

They waited patiently, filled with anticipation, sharing this unique and intimate moment of warmth.

Who knows how long it had been—perhaps an instant, perhaps an eternity—when Snow Charm’s shapely body suddenly tensed like a drawn bowstring, and she let out a high-pitched, charming sigh of infinite satisfaction.

Following that, she went limp in Yun Xiancheng’s broad, warm embrace as if she had lost all her strength, panting softly, her eyes misty and alluring, every corner of her eyes and brows filled with the laziness and charm that comes after ultimate pleasure.

Yun Xiancheng lowered his head and kissed her sweat-dampened forehead gently, then turned his gaze to Xiao Yi Xian and Linger beside him, who were already stirred with passion and trembling slightly.

”Now, it is the turn of my two darlings.” His magnetic voice carried a hint of playfulness and dominance.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi Xian and Linger exchanged a look of perfect understanding, a hint of mischievous amusement flashing in their eyes, before they separated with a telepathic connection.

Xiao Yi Xian took the initiative to meet Yun Xiancheng’s lips, responding to his demands with fiery passion, while Linger, like a nimble fish in the water, slid silently into the water, skillfully and precisely finding her own position.

The two of them had long since cultivated an extraordinary level of tacit understanding that others could hardly reach through countless times of being together and playing.

At this moment, especially within this dreamlike Jade Pool fairyland, they pushed this tacit understanding to the limit, displaying a perfect coordination that was breathtaking and soul-stirring.

Xiao Yi Xian’s kiss was like a sweet spring in the desert, clear and nourishing, gently moistening Yun Xiancheng’s heart and melting away all his fatigue.

Her jade-like hands were not idle either, wandering all over his solid, strong body, sometimes stroking gently, sometimes boldly igniting fires, teasing the desires hidden deep within his body.

And Linger, lurking under the water, served him with meticulous detail, using her innate, unique gentleness and superb technique, bringing waves of indescribable, electric, tingling, and shuddering sensations that shot straight up to the clouds.

”Mmm...” A satisfied and slightly indulgent groan escaped from Yun Xiancheng’s throat; he closed his eyes, enjoying to the fullest this ultimate, double-layered experience from the two peerless beauties.

Xiao Yi Xian slowly pulled away from his lips; her already charming face was now flushed, as tempting as a ripe apple.

Her watery eyes looked at the man before her in a daze, her voice carrying a hint of laziness and coquettishness: ”Does Husband like it? Do you like having Linger and me serve you together like this?”

Linger also raised her head from the water at the right moment; her large, watery eyes, as pure as a fawn’s, were now also filled with anticipation and a barely perceptible inquiry.

Yun Xiancheng nodded gently.

He extended his strong, powerful arms and pulled them in a sudden embrace, drawing the two delicate and moving beauties even closer into his arms: ”Naturally, I like it very much.”

The water surface rippled gently once more, sending out layers of waves...

225 Sister is here.

When the first ray of dawn pierced through the window, spreading golden, light-shattered rays across the floor of the room, time had quietly flowed for two hours.

The first to wake up were Little Lion and Qing Lin.

Still carrying a bit of sleepy haze, they keenly sensed that Yun Xiancheng had actually opened the ”Cloud Above Heavenly Palace” and had gone off to have fun with the sisters.

The two little girls exchanged a look, both seeing a bit of tearful helplessness in each other’s eyes, and could only pout their little mouths and go together to find the elders to ”complain.”

Upon learning of this, Big Lion’s reaction was unexpectedly calm.

She just raised her eyebrows slightly, a knowing smile curling the corners of her mouth, and then nonchalantly took Little Lion and moved directly into Yun Xiancheng’s bedroom.

Afterward, she lay lazily on the wide, soft bed, her nostrils twitching slightly, as if relying on her proud, keen sense of smell to capture the faint scent of Yun Xiancheng lingering in the air.

Of course, this might just be a subtle comfort in her heart.

After all, her current transformation was already very pure, no different from a real human woman, and those instincts belonging to beasts were long gone.

However, ”A day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of grace,” let alone the day-and-night companionship.

Yun Xiancheng’s scent had long been engraved in the depths of her soul like the deepest brand; even the slightest wisp was enough for her to recognize it in an instant.

Besides this kind of lingering spring love, Purple Wing had not forgotten her own cultivation; yesterday, Senior Sister Yun Yun successfully broke through to the Nine-Star Dou Huang Realm, which undoubtedly made her feel a faint sense of urgency.

However, she had confidence in herself; she was now also standing on the edge of a breakthrough, waiting only for a suitable opportunity for it to happen naturally.

Unlike the calm Purple Wing, Yinger seemed a bit unhappy; she sat cross-legged alone on the other side of the bed, her slender back revealing a hint of loneliness.

When Yun Xiancheng activated the ”Cloud Above Heavenly Palace,” he had actually excluded her.

Although she understood that in Yun Xiancheng’s subconscious, he might have viewed her as an elder who needed to be respected, this ”special honor” did not make her happy at all.

I am of a similar age to Princess Yao Ye; why, just because my cultivation is higher, must I be treated as an elder? What kind of logic is that!

The young girl muttered to herself in her heart, her delicate brows knitting slightly, and steam seemed to be rising faintly from her forehead—a true reflection of the frustration she felt.

”Stinky young master.” She muttered in a low voice, carrying a hint of imperceptible coquettish anger.

Just at this moment, a sound of light footsteps came.

Qing Lin was holding an exquisite white jade plate, on which were placed a few tempting desserts.

She walked with obedient steps, lightly entering the room, and beside Big Lion, Little Lion, and Yinger, she nimbly set up a small, exquisite nanmu wood table, carefully arranging the desserts for them one by one.

”Sister Yinger, Sister Purple Wing, these are the brown sugar cakes made today; please have a taste.” Qing Lin’s voice was crisp and melodious, carrying a hint of ingratiation.

”You’ve worked hard, Sister Qing Lin.” Purple Wing nodded gently, reaching out her jade hand to pat Qing Lin’s shoulder lightly, showing her approval.

”Hehe, we are all one family, why be so polite?” Qing Lin smiled sweetly, revealing two cute little canine teeth.

Just in this moment of warmth and tranquility, a slight ripple suddenly appeared in the air.

Following that, a group of graceful Young ladies appeared on the bed without warning; most of them were disheveled, their hair messy, and half of them had their eyes closed, clearly still in deep sleep, their faces still carrying a bit of the lazy flush that comes after pleasure.

Yun Xiancheng, meanwhile, was leaning against the head of the bed, holding Linger and Xiao Yi Xian, who had already fallen asleep, tightly in his arms, a hint of satisfied smile on his handsome face.

”Husband?”

Purple Wing sensed it almost the instant Yun Xiancheng appeared; her keen sense of smell was at its peak at this moment.

When she turned her head to look and saw the room filled with enchanting spring scenery, as well as the soft and fragrant Beauty in her husband’s arms, she couldn’t help but smile, her eyes shifting with a hint of teasing and understanding.

”It seems that Husband and the sisters have spent a rather wonderful night.” Her voice carried a touch of lazy magnetism, yet she teased with perfect timing.

Yinger remained immersed in her own little world, her heart overflowing with disappointment and depression. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, her nose even stinging slightly.

Just as she was secretly nursing her sorrow, a gentle gaze fell upon her. Subconsciously, she lifted her feather-like eyelashes, meeting Yun Xiancheng’s deep and smiling eyes.

Yun Xiancheng seemed to see through all her thoughts. His thin lips parted slightly, and a gentle voice filled with a hint of apology echoed in the room: ”Hmm... Yinger, this matter was indeed my oversight.”

Upon hearing this, Yinger’s delicate body trembled slightly. The resentment that had been piling up in her heart quietly dissipated by more than half at this understated apology. Her courage seemed to grow a little; although as a personal Shadow Guard she always kept to her duty and was taciturn, she could ultimately not suppress her palpitating maiden heart.

”……” She gave a soft snort, slightly lifting her chin with a touch of deliberate feigned arrogance, ”Does Young Master intend to let it go with just a verbal apology?” As soon as the words left her mouth, Yinger herself was slightly stunned. She had not expected herself to say such words, which carried a hint of playing hard to get, or perhaps could even be called ”flirtatious.”

A suspicious flush spread across her cheeks involuntarily, and her heart skipped a beat.

Hearing Yinger’s bold and straightforward question, Yun Xiancheng was not at all displeased; instead, the smile in his eyes deepened. He nodded meaningfully, his voice low and magnetic: ”Then... wait a moment.”

Qing Lin was clever and understood immediately upon seeing this. She walked forward obediently, carefully taking the soundly sleeping Xiao Yi Xian and Linger from Yun Xiancheng’s arms, placing them properly to the side of the bed, covering them with a silk quilt to ensure they could sleep peacefully.

After Qing Lin stepped back, Yun Xiancheng’s well-defined and powerful, sturdy body slowly leaned toward Yinger. His warm breath was almost spraying onto Yinger’s sensitive neck skin, bringing waves of tingling tremors.

Yinger felt a few beads of fine sweat forming on her forehead, and her heart pounded wildly in her chest, as if it were about to leap out of her throat.

Deep within her, an indescribable excitement and anticipation arose, yet she forcefully suppressed this palpitation, putting on a calm face, though her voice carried a slight tremble: ”That... that depends on Young Master’s performance!”

Before she finished speaking, a pair of soft arms wrapped around Yun Xiancheng’s waist from behind.

It was Yun Ziyi, who had quietly come behind him at some point, and was now gently pressing her charming cheek against his back, her warm breath brushing against his ear.

She stuck out her small, clove-like tongue and gently licked Yun Xiancheng’s sensitive earlobe, her red lips moving close to his ear, whispering in a bewitching voice that made one’s bones melt: ”Then come, my dear Husband.”

226 Shadow Guard, Purple Lion

Yun Xiancheng lowered his head, his warm lips pressing onto Yinger’s slightly trembling cherry lips.

To be honest, before this, because of her cultivation level and her calm, capable demeanor, he had subconsciously regarded Yinger as an elder similar to Yun Yun, someone to be trusted and relied upon.

Since his unintentional mistake had caused this young lady who silently guarded him to be dissatisfied, this apology was naturally full of sincerity, without a shred of perfunctoriness.

The kiss was lingering and deep, carrying possession and comfort. When their lips parted, Yun Xiancheng’s long fingers gently caressed Yinger’s smooth and delicate cheeks, gazing into her eyes, which were shimmering with moisture and hazy from passion.

Yinger felt her heart beating as fast as a drum. She swallowed hard, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s, carrying a hint of irrepressible shyness and palpitation: ”Husband... Yinger forgives you.”

Before she finished speaking, Yun Xiancheng kissed her again. This kiss was more domineering and also more gentle, as if he wanted to make up for all the slight neglect he had shown her over these days in this single moment.

After a while, their lips parted. Yinger’s lovely face was already red like a ripe apple. She panted slightly, burying her head in the crook of Yun Xiancheng’s neck, and said in a muffled voice: ”Actually... it was also Yinger’s fault, for not... not telling Husband my age sooner... don’t blame Husband...”

As she spoke, her slender and long legs actively and boldly wrapped around Yun Xiancheng’s solid waist and abdomen, her body pressing tightly against him. The warm, soft sensation was transmitted through their thin clothes, carrying a silent invitation and desire.

Yun Xiancheng felt the passion and initiative of the young lady in his arms, and his heart was also burning. He moved his waist slightly, feeling that amazing elasticity and tightness, while speaking with a hint of doting dominance: ”No, this was also because I did not care for you carefully enough, so naturally, I should be blamed.”

The young lady’s head tilted back involuntarily, letting out a faint and sweet moan, as if she had received some indescribable, intense stimulation. But she quickly regained her senses, her arms wrapping more tightly around Yun Xiancheng’s waist, her voice charming and stubborn: ”No, it is Yinger’s fault~ Husband is busy with many things, Yinger shouldn’t be so unreasonable.”

”It is my fault.” Yun Xiancheng interrupted her, though his movements became a few degrees gentler.

”Mmm... it is Yinger’s fault~” The young lady’s voice carried a hint of a sob, yet it was filled with a unique charm.

The two of them went back and forth, arguing about the ownership of the ”fault” as if no one else was around. That intimate posture and sweet conversation had long since treated everyone else in the room as if they didn’t exist.

To the side, Big Lion Zi Yi, who had originally been pressing on top of Yun Xiancheng, was now conscientiously playing the role of ”assistant.” Her fiery red lips were gently holding Yun Xiancheng’s earlobe, occasionally using her small, clove-like tongue to lick and tease.

Listening to the ”sickenly sweet” conversation between Yun Xiancheng and Yinger, this stunning Beauty who was usually a bit lazy and indifferent, now puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, her beautiful phoenix eyes flashing with obvious jealousy.

Although her heart was churning with jealousy, the movements of Purple Wing’s hands did not stop; instead, she ”assisted” even harder, seemingly wanting to use this to assert her presence.

Little Lion and Qing Lin sat obediently side by side on a soft couch nearby, their two pairs of clear, bright eyes staring unblinkingly at the intertwined Yun Xiancheng and Yinger on the bed. Their little faces were filled with curiosity and longing, as if they were imagining themselves in that situation, feeling that intimacy that made one blush and their heart race.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Yinger only felt a violent tremor run through her entire body. Before her eyes, it seemed as if countless brilliant fireworks were exploding, followed by a boundless sea of clouds surging and rolling toward her, gently and domineeringly engulfing her. That wondrous white mist, as if it possessed life, gently lapped against her legs, her body, her belly, and even her face, bringing waves of indescribable tingling and pleasure.

Her consciousness was now somewhat hazy, as if she were in the sea of clouds in the Nine Heavens, drifting and unaware of where she was. Subconsciously, she stuck out her small, clove-like tongue and gently licked the taste of the ”cloud” stained on her lips, feeling a sweet, smooth, and slippery sensation that left an endless aftertaste.

Just at this moment, Xiao Yan and the others, who had fought for a long time in the Jade Pool and had long since fallen into a deep sleep, also leisurely woke up.

They rubbed their sleepy eyes and saw at a glance that Yun Xiancheng was still spiritedly ”fighting hard” on the bed. They couldn’t help but sigh inwardly; their husband was truly hardworking, with a stamina that was astonishing.

After Yao Ye woke up and saw the room full of seductive, lazy spring scenery, and Yun Xiancheng who was still ”plowing diligently,” her graceful and noble face instantly flushed red with shame.

She gave a low cry, and without time to tidy herself up, wearing only a thin silk nightgown with a bright yellow dragon robe symbolizing her status thrown haphazardly over it, she ran out of the room like a startled deer.

Heavenly Moon opened her eyes groggily and happened to see her sister’s back as she fled in a panic. She blinked her watery, big eyes, thought for a moment, and decided to stay behind, together with the sisters, to continue ”observing and learning.”

After all, she was not like her sister, shouldering the heavy responsibility of managing the entire Izumo Empire; she was very leisurely on weekdays and had plenty of time. Seeing the sisters waking up one after another, Qing Lin quickly and obediently brought them warm water one by one.

The Young ladies rinsed their mouths and drank some hot water, their spirits recovering quite a bit. They sat in small groups, either on the edge of the bed or leaning against chairs, and began to chatter idly. The content of their conversation naturally revolved around their shared husband. Each one of them, like a peacock spreading its tail, vied to boast about how they had ”extracted” love from their husband when they were ”fighting” with Yun Xiancheng in the Jade Pool, and how they had made their husband ”unable to stop.”

”Purple Wing, hug me.”

Yun Xiancheng was indeed ”relentless.” After completely ”comforting” Yinger, without the slightest pause, he turned around and pulled Yun Ziyi, who had been waiting for a long time, tightly into his arms.

The moment she was held by her husband’s warm and powerful arms, Yun Ziyi’s expression became incredibly happy. Her beautiful phoenix eyes shone with a satisfied and happy light, as if she possessed the whole world. She took a deep breath, greedily absorbing the unique, intoxicating masculine scent on Yun Xiancheng’s body.

”Husband~”

The next moment, she actually mimicked the coquettish manner Yinger had just used, and called out to Yun Xiancheng softly in a voice that was sickeningly sweet and carried a touch of deliberate charm.