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

113: Section 113Hearing this, Yun Xiancheng’s heart softened.

He reached out one hand and gently grasped Ya Fei’s soft, boneless, fair wrist, while his other hand smoothly pulled her voluptuous and alluring body even closer,

embracing her tightly into his arms, feeling the astonishing softness and elasticity.

”My dear Older Sister, in my heart, having you all by my side is the greatest help to me. It is a benefit that no heavenly material or earthly treasure can compare to.”

Yun Xiancheng said softly, his tone filled with certainty. He gave Ya Fei no more time to overthink or belittle herself; with a flip, he pressed her down onto the soft bed.

Their foreheads pressed tightly together, their noses rubbed affectionately, their eyes met, and thick affection flowed silently in the air between them.

Following that came a torrent of deep, continuous kisses, like a sudden storm.

Ya Fei’s clothes, amidst her coy cries and gasps of partial resistance, were skillfully removed one by one by Yun Xiancheng, revealing her fair and delicate skin, like fine mutton-fat jade, and... a thin, cute piece of intimate innerwear specially prepared for this night.

”Heh heh, Older Sister, dressing up like this tonight truly has a unique charm. You really put thought into this.”

Yun Xiancheng gazed at the boundless, vibrant, and enchanting scene before him, chuckling softly, his eyes shining with admiration and praise.

Ya Fei’s beautiful face flushed red under his gaze, and she rarely displayed a maidenly shyness. She stretched out a delicate fist, lightly punched Yun Xiancheng’s firm chest, and complained teasingly:

”Alright, my dear Husband, stop talking nonsense. Spring nights are short.”

”Mm, as you command, my dear Older Sister.” Yun Xiancheng chuckled knowingly and deeply kissed her luscious, red lips once more. Immediately after, the sounds of clothes rubbing and the couple’s involuntary moans and whispers filled the room.

Like two mutually attracting magnets, they connected tightly, with no barrier or distance between them.

Ya Fei’s voluptuous and elastic body rippled like water under Yun Xiancheng’s powerful movements, her long legs tightly wrapped

around his waist, as she let out rounds of uncontrollable, melodious moans.

She felt her entire body filled with unprecedented strength and pleasure, as if she were about to melt into this boundless ocean of passion.

Yun Xiancheng felt the ultimate embrace and tightness; every deep penetration brought indescribable pleasure. Ya Fei’s maturity and passion were like the richest aged wine, intoxicating him and making him unable to stop.

He lowered his head to kiss away the tears at the corner of her eyes, yet his movements became wilder and more tender, guiding her toward the peak of bliss.

231 Preparing for the Wedding

The next day, as the morning sun faintly appeared, a thin layer of white frost covered the plants and leaves in the courtyard, and the air was crisp and moist.

After three full days and nights of ”battle,” Yun Xiancheng had spent a beautiful and enchanting time with the flower-like beauties by his side.

Just as dawn broke, the Young ladies, as if by prior agreement, arrived one after another at Yun Xiancheng’s bedroom to ”visit.” Naturally, Yun Xiancheng welcomed this, even savoring it like sweet nectar.

He was currently sitting cross-legged by the window, his gaze distant as he watched the layered, surging Sea of Clouds outside, feeling the slightly cool morning breeze brush against his cheek.

”The weather seems to be turning colder again.”

Yun Xiancheng murmured softly, his voice carrying a hint of imperceptible emotion, ”Counting the days, it might be winter again soon.”

Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran sat on either side of him, originally just quietly gazing at his handsome and perfect profile, not speaking for fear of disturbing his thoughts.

Hearing Yun Xiancheng’s sentiment now, a nostalgic look appeared in Xiao Yan’s lively, star-like eyes. She spoke softly, ”Speaking of which, Husband, do you still remember? Three years ago, in Wutan City, it was also during a cold winter that you married me.”

The moment her voice fell, the originally relaxed and warm atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle. Almost simultaneously, countless gazes focused squarely on Yun Xiancheng.

It must be known that among the Young ladies present, besides Xiao Yan, Nalan Yanran, and Ya Fei, if we reluctantly count Princess Heavenly Moon, who had hastily ”married” him in the military tent...

The other beauties in the room had yet to have a formal, legitimate marriage with Yun Xiancheng.

Hearing Xiao Yan’s words, which carried a hint of ”showing off,” an indescribable and complex mix of emotions quietly brewed in their hearts.

Lin Fei and Snow Charm, these two ”die-hard little fans” of Yun Xiancheng, both awkwardly pouted their tender cherry lips. Their watery eyes held faint traces of grievance and envy, but ultimately, they did not express these emotions directly.

Xiao Yi Xian’s slender, jade-like hands, which had been resting on her knees, unconsciously clenched slightly, causing her knuckles to turn faintly white.

She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but ultimately fell silent. However, the clear disappointment and anticipation in her eyes were hard to conceal.

Linger maintained her quiet and gentle demeanor, silently tidying the slightly messy bedding on the couch.

In her view, being able to ”sleep under the same quilt” with her beloved Husband yesterday was already immense happiness. As for the so-called ”status,” it wasn’t that important, and she didn’t need to overthink it.

Big Lion Zi Yi reached out and gently rubbed Little Lion’s furry little head in her arms, signaling her to be quiet and not disturb her Husband at this time.

A thoughtful glint flashed across her beautiful phoenix eyes.

Even Qing Lin, who always considered herself the most obedient and sensible, couldn’t help but raise her delicate head after hearing Xiao Yan’s slightly ”Versailles” statement, gazing intently at Yun Xiancheng’s tall back, her eyes also holding a hint of undisguised longing.

Only Green Savage remained calm and composed. She simply watched Yun Xiancheng quietly, a faint smile on her face.

In her heart, she held an almost blind trust in the Husband she had already acknowledged. She firmly believed that their Husband would absolutely not let any of them down.

Therefore, she didn’t view the so-called ”marriage ceremony” as vitally important. If they had one, it would naturally be icing on the cake; if not... it wouldn’t hurt anything.

”Mm, of course I remember.”

Just as the atmosphere in the room became somewhat stagnant and subtle due to Xiao Yan’s single sentence, Yun Xiancheng finally spoke slowly.

He turned around, his gaze gently sweeping over every Young lady present, a light, inclusive smile on his face, and his voice carrying a mix of apology and solemnity:

”Since Yaner brought it up, it truly reminded me. Over these past days, I have indeed wronged my sisters by failing to give you a formal

status. Since that is the case, let us take advantage of this winter... and hold the wedding ceremony for everyone together.”

Although Yun Xiancheng’s voice was not loud, it was like spring rain, instantly nourishing the hearts of all the Young ladies present.

His light yet utterly serious smile was like a calming pill, instantly settling their previously restless emotions.

Yun Xiancheng paused, then continued,

”Considering that everyone’s individual circumstances are different, I suggest that our wedding this time be simple. We will hold a small ceremony just among ourselves, the family. What do you all think?”

Since the backgrounds and experiences of the Young ladies present were all different—some might still have living relatives, while others might have long suffered family ruin and be alone—

Due to various considerations, Yun Xiancheng simply decided on a ”one-size-fits-all” approach, having only the Young ladies who lived with him daily, and himself, attend this special wedding.

As for the officiant... it naturally had to be Master Yun Yun.

Anyway, Master is not the first person to serve as the officiant; she should be quite familiar with the process. ”That is excellent. In my opinion, that is exactly what we should do.”

Ya Fei was the first to speak, expressing her agreement: ”If we were to grandly invite guests from all sides, firstly, it would be time-consuming and exhausting, and secondly, it would indeed be too cumbersome. Husband, you will be traveling far in a few days, so the timing truly doesn’t allow for delays. I think it’s best to prepare simply and keep everything concise.”

Xiao Yi Xian also nodded lightly. She had been without parents since childhood and was completely alone. Yun Xiancheng’s proposal to keep everything simple this time was clearly a careful consideration of her circumstances,

which caused a wave of warmth to surge in her heart.

The other Young ladies naturally had no objections upon hearing this.

For them, as long as they could legitimately become Yun Xiancheng’s wives, whether the ceremony was elaborate or simple was actually unimportant. Thus, this joyous event concerning everyone’s ”life-long happiness” was happily settled in just a few words. Under the unified command of Ya Fei, their ”capable assistant,” the Young ladies immediately sprang into action.

They excitedly began to simply decorate and arrange the Yun Residence, hanging red silk ribbons and pasting up ’ 囍’ (double happiness) characters. Although simple, it exuded a strong festive atmosphere, ready to be used as the wedding hall that very night.

However, since they were officially getting married, a witness was naturally indispensable.

Therefore, Yun Xiancheng prepared to set off to find his Master, Yun Yun, who was now a ”professional wedding witness.”

”Master.” Yun Xiancheng slowly walked into Yun Yun’s elegant and serene room. Looking at Yun Yun, who was still dressed in snow-white robes and possessed a cold, otherworldly temperament, he respectfully greeted her in a low voice.

Yun Yun nodded faintly. She looked at her increasingly handsome and extraordinary Disciple and husband, and said calmly, ”Have the past three days been comfortable?”

”Yes, very comfortable, Master. It just lacked your company.”

Yun Xiancheng walked behind Yun Yun, stretched out his arms, and gently embraced her slender, slightly cool body tightly from behind. Author’s Note

When the Road Ends, Build a Divine Bridge

I’m leaving school to go home these days, so I’ll maintain one update for now and resume regular updates next week (Kneeling thanks).

232 Dance on the Cliff

”This place... was destroyed into such a state.”

Yun Yun held Yun Xiancheng’s hand, her pair of fair, jade-like bare feet slowly treading upon the familiar mountain path.

She looked at the ravaged homeland before her, feeling the icy touch of the crushed stones beneath her feet. In her eyes, clear as autumn water, an undeniable sigh and sorrow arose once more.

Even the massive boulder that held her earliest memories with Yun Xiancheng had been destroyed.

A dozen years ago, it was there that she had gently smoothed the stray hairs on the head of the child she had brought back and taught him his cultivation lessons. ”It’s alright, Master.”

Yun Xiancheng felt the slightly cool temperature of Yun Yun’s body transmitted through his palm, along with the faint sorrow in her heart. He comforted her softly:

”Out with the old, in with the new. As long as we are both well, this Yun Lan Mountain will always have a day when it is rebuilt.” As he spoke, he pulled Yun Yun’s hand and sat down side-by-side with her on the familiar cliff edge.

At this moment, the morning sun had already leaped out of the Sea of Clouds, and ten thousand rays of golden light penetrated the thin mist, dyeing the horizon a warm orange-yellow.

The gentle light streamed down upon the Master and Disciple, plating them with a faint golden halo and dispelling the last remnants of frost lingering in the morning air.

Their heads leaned gently and naturally against each other.

Yun Yun’s pair of beautifully curved, crystal-clear jade feet could just lightly touch the ceaselessly churning Sea of Clouds below the cliff. Following the fluctuations of her mood,

her toes unconsciously arched into a graceful curve.

”Chenger, how many years will you roughly stay at Jia Nan Academy this time?” After a moment of silence, Yun Yun finally couldn’t help but ask, her voice carrying a hint of melancholy.

Yun Xiancheng thought for a moment and replied, ”If nothing unexpected happens, probably three or four years.” ”Three or four years... that truly is a bit long.”

Yun Yun’s voice dropped. She subconsciously leaned closer to Yun Xiancheng, as if wanting to draw more warmth and strength from him.

She knew more clearly than anyone that her Disciple, once his wings were fully grown, would eventually fly toward higher and farther skies. He would no longer be able to spend every waking moment with her, inseparable, atop this Yun Lan Mountain as he had for the past decade or so.

Although Yun Xiancheng had not been at the Cloud Mist Sect for the past three years, he was still within the borders of the Jia Ma Empire. The distance between them was not too great, and if she missed him terribly, she could often go visit him and stay by his side.

But if he went to the distant Jia Nan Academy this time, they would truly be separated by vast distances. This separation would last a long three or four years.

Yun Yun knew that even with the convenient and fast ”family network” allowing them to contact each other at any time,

the pain of separation born from longing would still tightly grip her heart like an invisible shackle, making her feel suffocating pain and reluctance.

A separation of merely a few years already made Yun Yun feel this sad and distressed.

She didn’t even dare to imagine how much anguish and... regret she would be feeling today if she hadn’t bravely taken that step back then, if she hadn’t chosen to develop such an intimate relationship with Yun Xiancheng.

Fortunately, destiny ultimately favored her. Her most beloved Disciple eventually became her most intimate lover.

Yun Yun held Yun Xiancheng’s hand tightly and gently placed it on her soft and full chest, feeling the warmth emanating from his palm and his strong, powerful heartbeat.

”Chenger, going far away this time, you must learn to take good care of yourself outside.”

She instructed softly, her voice filled with the concern and worry of a lover, a Master, and a mother:

”Nalan Yanran, Yaner, and Purple Wing will all be by your side. When you encounter trouble, never try to shoulder it alone. Listen more to their opinions, and also take more time to accompany them. Don’t let them feel lonely.

”When you arrive at Jia Nan Academy, if you gain new sisters, remember not to show favoritism, and definitely do not bully others relying on your own abilities. When traveling outside, human hearts are sinister; you must keep your eyes peeled and not let your heart be deceived by those with ill intentions. You must remember that at home, all of us are constantly

waiting for you to return.

”And your clothes, Ya Fei has prepared many sets of seasonal changes for you these past few days. You are currently still growing, and you should gain some height, so she has even prepared clothes in the next size up for you...

”At the Academy, remember not to be as competitive as you were during your experience trips. Those are all children who haven’t seen the world. Don’t fight others at the drop of a hat, and don’t easily take lives anymore...”

Yun Yun repeated her instructions ramblingly, as if wanting to pour out all the worry and reluctance in her heart at this moment. Yun Xiancheng simply listened quietly to his Master’s words, without interrupting.

He reached out a hand and gently ran it through her waterfall-like smooth black hair, lightly stroking it with his fingertips, soothing her slightly uneasy mood.

After a long while, the orange-yellow sunlight grew warmer, gently pouring over their intertwined bodies.

Unbeknownst to them, Yun Yun was already lying on Yun Xiancheng’s lap like a docile cat. Her slender, jade-like hands, which had originally rested by her sides, had now quietly reached out, sparsely, seeming to be undoing something... On the edge of the cliff, the rambling sound of instructions had stopped sometime ago.

Between heaven and earth, only the sound of the mountain wind slowly blowing remained, carrying the muffled roar of the boundless Sea of Clouds surging below their feet.

Faintly, one could still hear extremely subtle, slightly moist gasping sounds, intermittently carried on the wind.

The Master and Disciple quietly enjoyed this rare moment of solitude, one they hadn’t shared since Yun Xiancheng first descended the mountain for his experience trip.

The subtle gasping sounds gradually grew faster and more urgent, accompanied by increasingly heavy and suppressed breathing.

Yun Yun reached out a hand and gently swept away the strands of hair that the wind had messed up near her cheek. Her originally cold phoenix eyes were now lowered flirtatiously, glistening with moisture. Her throat subtly moved, swallowing threads of emotion tinged with a hint of sweet musk.

”Master... will be right here, always waiting for you to return.”

She raised her beautiful head, her gorgeous eyes, hazy like the mist in a morning forest, gazed deeply into Yun Xiancheng’s eyes, and she said softly yet with unmatched firmness, her voice slightly hoarse.

”Yes, Master, please rest assured.”