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

114: Section 114Yun Xiancheng nodded, pulling his Master into a tight embrace. He felt her exquisite, delicate body and the faint, elegant fragrance she emitted. ”This is my home. No matter where I go, I will definitely return.”

The two shared a moment of tenderness before Yun Yun finally stood up from Yun Xiancheng’s arms.

She tidied her slightly disheveled clothes, a charming blush on her face as she said to Yun Xiancheng, ”Chenger, take a few steps back. Having been idle lately, I’ve learned something new... I want to show you.”

Master... learned something new?

Though Yun Xiancheng felt a hint of doubt and curiosity, he obediently stepped back, leaving enough space for Yun Yun.

Yun Yun turned her back to him, facing the distant, rolling mountains shrouded in mist. She took a deep breath. Though she felt the nervousness and shyness of a first-time performance, she felt even more anticipation and joy.

The next moment, she moved.

Her slender hands rose gracefully, and colored ribbons followed her dancing form, tracing elegant arcs in the air as if she were a celestial being.

Her cool and stunning figure, set against the backdrop of the magnificent distant mountains and sea of clouds, was like the Nine Heavens Goddess descending to earth. Every movement and every backward glance was deeply and clearly etched into Yun Xiancheng’s eyes.

233 Immortal in the Clouds

Once the dance ended, even the wind fell silent, as if everything in the world was holding its breath, afraid to disturb the moment of peace atop Yun Lan Mountain.

Only the vast sea of clouds continued to surge silently and slowly beneath their feet, letting out steady and long breaths. Yun Xiancheng stood quietly behind Yun Yun.

He gazed at his Master’s back, suddenly realizing that at some point, he had already grown a head taller than her.

Against the backdrop of the rolling, vast, and majestic mountains in the distance, her back—which usually seemed tall and cool—now appeared somewhat slender and fragile.

Yun Yun was in no hurry to turn around. Still facing the vast, boundless sea of clouds, she slowly opened her arms, just like the final pose of her dance.

It was as if she wanted to pull this entire vast sky into her seemingly delicate embrace.

Her voice carried a slight breathlessness from the dance; within its cool tone was a hint of ethereal Beauty, like a heavenly melody echoing softly atop the silent mountain peak.

”Hold me.”

Yun Xiancheng stepped forward as told, tenderly and tightly embracing her slender yet surprisingly powerful body from behind. In an instant, his breath was filled with the light and elegant scent of camellia from her body, drifting in strands that refreshed the heart.

It was a scent he had been familiar with since childhood and was now deeply obsessed with, like the white snow atop Yun Lan Mountain—cool and aloof, yet carrying a reassuring warmth.

”Chenger,” Yun Yun felt the reassuring warmth and strength coming from behind her. A faint smile involuntarily tugged at the corners of her mouth. ”Listen to Master later, okay?”

”As Master commands.”

Yun Xiancheng’s answer was simple and firm, filled with unhesitating trust and doting. ”No matter what Master wants to do, Chenger will always stay by your side and never shrink back.”

Having received the answer she wanted, the smile in Yun Yun’s eyes deepened. In the next moment, she actually stepped forward without the slightest hesitation!

That one step took her off the cliff and into the bottomless, ten-thousand-fathom sea of clouds!

Almost at the same instant, as if they shared a telepathy practiced countless times, Yun Xiancheng stepped out as well.

Their movements were perfectly coordinated, without any obstruction or panic. They remained tightly embraced, like two overlapping fallen leaves, falling together from the cliff at the peak of Yun Lan.

A intense sensation of weightlessness instantly swept through their bodies. The whistling wind roared in their ears, and thick clouds receded rapidly before their eyes. However, Yun Xiancheng and Yun Yun’s fingers remained tightly locked, never separating for even a moment.

During the rapid descent, Yun Yun’s lithe body nimbly flipped in the air, changing from her back-to-front position to a face-to-face posture with Yun Xiancheng.

”Thump—”

After a dull yet soft sound, the two finally fell into the vast, boundless sea of clouds surrounding Yun Lan Mountain. Immediately afterward, two pairs of magnificent and huge wings, condensed from pure Dou Qi, suddenly unfurled behind them!

One pair were green wind wings, thin as a cicada’s wing, sharp and vigorous; the other pair were white cloud wings, light as cotton, ethereal and holy. The green and white colors complemented each other, like the legendary birds that fly wing to wing, their fates intertwined.

With just a gentle flap of the wings, they carried their tightly embraced bodies, soaring freely through the boundless sea of clouds. Yun Yun’s long and elastic jade legs were now tightly clamped around Yun Xiancheng’s solid waist, like the most flexible vines wrapping around...

...the most upright ancient tree.

She leaned close to Yun Xiancheng’s ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe. Her voice carried an unprecedented, soul-stirring tremble: ”Chenger, the scenery above this sea of clouds... how is it?”

Hearing this, a knowing smile flashed in Yun Xiancheng’s deep eyes.

He gazed at his Master’s stunning face, which was slightly flushed with excitement, and his voice was low and magnetic: ”Though there are ten thousand scenes, none compare to Master.”

Having said that, he lowered his head and used a lingering, deep kiss as his best answer.

His hands, like nimble and gentle snakes endowed with life, skillfully untied the somewhat complex garments on Yun Yun’s body.

The white palace dress, the light green silk skirt, the pink bellyband... one by one they were unfastened and spread out, like blooming flower petals, clinging to their tightly connected bodies in a messy yet beautiful way.

In a short while, the two were meeting in total sincerity.

Yun Xiancheng slightly adjusted his posture. Accompanied by a faint groan suppressed deep in Yun Yun’s throat, they broke through the final barrier above the vast sea of clouds, connecting tightly together with no more distance between them.

Yun Yun’s body trembled slightly, as if an electric current surged through her entire body from where they were joined.

She buried herself deep into Yun Xiancheng’s broad and warm chest, feeling his strong and powerful heartbeat, as well as that heart-pounding heat and solidity.

”You bad guy... Master won’t be able to fly properly now.”

She was turned soft all over by Yun Xiancheng’s gentle, probing thrusts, and a layer of shy and moving pink quickly surfaced on her snow-white skin.

”Really, all of a sudden... so deep... Hold me tight, Master.”

Yun Xiancheng’s voice was low and husky, carrying a hint of heartache. ”I’ll be careful, I won’t let you fall.” Their words were scattered by the high-altitude gales, like dandelion seeds falling upon the endless sea of clouds.

At this moment, they were like a pair of carefree immortal lovers who had broken free from all secular constraints to exist only for each other, or like a pair of inseparable birds flying wing to wing through life and death.

Sometimes they flapped their wings and soared high, piercing through thick cloud layers like sharp arrows to bathe in the warm sunlight; other times they dove down, sinking into the depths of the cloud sea as soft as cotton, enjoying the silence and peace of being gently wrapped by the whole world.

Whenever a fierce astral wind rushed at them, causing their figures to shake violently, they would subconsciously hold each other even tighter.

Amidst that intense jolting and swaying, they connected even deeper and more forcefully, jointly expressing the intense emotions that had long since overflowed and could no longer be suppressed.

Between heaven and earth, amidst the clouds and the wind, they seemed to transform into the most primitive and authentic existences in this world.

Every thrust, every rise and fall, and every deep penetration was like performing a sacred and ancient ritual, thoroughly and unreservedly blending their lives and souls together.

Yun Yun made no more sound; she simply held Yun Xiancheng tightly, using her body’s most honest reactions to respond to his every kiss and penetration.

Her long hair danced wildly in the gale like black flames dancing above the nine heavens; her eyes were tightly shut, and on her long eyelashes hung a few crystal-clear, hot teardrops—it was unknown whether they were from the wind or from her emotions.

Above the boundless sea of clouds, amidst the whistling wind, there seemed to be the high and majestic cry of a divine dragon from the nine heavens, as well as the deep and domineering roar of a mountain tiger passing through.

Their bodies, their souls, and their Dou Qi reached an unprecedented, perfect harmony and unity at this moment. They were Master and Disciple, they were lovers, and even more, they were the indispensable other half of each other’s lives—existences already tightly bound by the red thread of fate.

Every union above this sea of clouds was like proclaiming and proving to the vast heaven and earth the predestined, inseparable, and deep connection between them that transcended the secular world.

234 Future Wedding Banquet

It was night; within the Yun Residence, the lights were brightly lit, illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were broad daylight.

Festive red silks and exquisite palace lanterns, though only simply decorated in various places, could not hide the impending joy and solemnity.

A faint scent of sandalwood and flowers permeated the air, refreshing the soul.

At this moment, inside the room serving as the main hall, beside a large red sandalwood wedding banquet table, Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan were accompanying Yun Xiancheng on his left and right.

Yun Xiancheng held a fine wolf-hair brush, focused intently as he wrote stroke by stroke on a spread-out piece of fine-textured red Xuan paper.

”Future Wedding Banquet?”

Nalan Yanran craned her snowy-white neck, curiously eyeing those large, vigorous characters on the Xuan paper that seemed to fly and dance across the page. Her elegant brows furrowed slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.

”What on earth is Husband up to? The more I look, the more confused I get.” ”Haha, wait a moment and you will naturally find out.”

Hearing this, Yun Xiancheng looked up and gave Nalan Yanran a playful grin, a mischievous light flickering in his eyes.

At this moment, he had shed his usual composure and majesty, truly showing a bit of the liveliness and playfulness belonging to a youth. ”Well, look at you! Starting to be a riddle-maker again, aren’t you?”

Seeing him acting mysterious, Nalan Yanran couldn’t help but give a flirtatious huff and, without any hesitation, sat directly astride Yun Xiancheng’s lap.

She extended her pink fists and began to lightly pummel his sturdy chest, while constantly urging him, ”Tell me! Tell me now! What does it actually mean?”

On the other side, Xiao Yan noticed Medicine Lady in the corner, floating in mid-air and looking somewhat listless. She asked with concern, ”Master, what is wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

She had just come out of Yun Xiancheng’s consciousness space, having clearly witnessed the joyful Cloud Sea Pleasure of Yun Yun and Yun Xiancheng.

Her entire spiritual body appeared dazed and distracted, her mouth unconsciously repeating a single sentence over and over: ”

This Master and Disciple... are truly something else!”

Xiao Yan naturally did not know what kind of ”shock” her Master had encountered in Yun Xiancheng’s consciousness space.

Listening to Medicine Lady’s incoherent mumbling, she couldn’t help but become even more curious, tentatively asking, ”Master and Disciple? Did Senior Brother and the others do something?”

Hearing this, Medicine Lady was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on; she gave a violent start, and her illusory spiritual body almost dissipated directly.

She took a deep breath of the air she couldn’t actually inhale, striving to calm her agitated mind. The playstyle of this Master and Disciple was quite special... if her physical body was restored, she would definitely have to try it.

Afterward, she glanced at her precious Disciple Xiao Yan with an extremely complex expression. After thinking for a moment, she ultimately shook her head and said meaningfully:

”This matter... is not for outsiders to know. Yaner, there are some things you are still too young to understand right now.”

”Where am I small?!” Hearing this, Xiao Yan couldn’t help but pout her small mouth in dissatisfaction, but seeing her Master’s secretive look, she became half-annoyed. She had to turn her gaze back to the nearby Yun Xiancheng, who was currently being ”entangled” by Nalan Yanran with great enjoyment.

Yun Xiancheng soothingly stroked Nalan Yanran’s smooth hair in his arms. His face still wore that mysterious smile that made one’s teeth itch with the urge to hit him, and he said to Yan Ran, ”Keep it a secret for now; you’ll know why later.”

”Future... only things that have not yet arrived are called the future.”

Xiao Yan still furrowed her brows in confusion. She pointed at the handwriting on the Xuan paper and muttered to herself, ”But isn’t our wedding banquet today currently taking place? Why do you specifically emphasize... that it has ’not yet arrived’?”

Yun Xiancheng still maintained that calm and enigmatic expression, simply spitting out two words: ”Secret.” ”Hmph! Another secret!” Seeing this, Xiao Yan immediately became quite annoyed.

With a flirtatious huff, she even imitated Nalan Yanran’s manner, extending her pink fists and pummeling Yun Xiancheng’s sturdy chest one strike after another to show her dissatisfaction.

Looking at the two charming and beautiful ladies in his arms, Yun Xiancheng couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

He extended both arms, pulling the two of them tightly into his embrace, and planted a gentle kiss full of love on each of their smooth, full foreheads.

The two girls were momentarily stunned by this sudden gentle kiss, and then two touching clouds of crimson flew onto their pretty faces.

They no longer continued to ”make a scene” but instead leaned obediently in Yun Xiancheng’s arms, likewise tilting their heads up to leave their own faintly fragrant kiss marks on his cheeks.

Just then, the sound of soft footsteps came from behind. Ya Fei walked gracefully to Yun Xiancheng’s side. Looking at the inseparable pair of beauties in his arms, a gentle smile flashed in her eyes, and she reminded him softly:

”My good husband, stop playing with the two younger sisters. The hour is already late; the other sisters are still waiting for you in the wedding hall, and they are all

becoming a bit anxious from waiting. Quickly tidy up and go inside.”

While urging him, Ya Fei extended her slender, jade-like hands and began to naturally tidy the slightly wrinkled clothes on Yun Xiancheng’s body.

Today was the auspicious day of the formal marriage between Yun Xiancheng and the sisters. He was wearing a festive and magnificent red wedding robe. From the selection of materials to the cutting, and finally to the sewing, this wedding robe was personally handled by Ya Fei. Every stitch and thread was poured with her full love and

blessings; naturally, it was incredibly well-fitting and comfortable.

”Although all the sisters have already had the reality of husband and wife with you over these days, effectively entering the family early...”

While carefully smoothing the wrinkles on Yun Xiancheng’s lapel, Ya Fei softly enjoined, ”...this formal wedding today is, after all, of extraordinary significance—a major milestone between you. Chenger, you must absolutely not be negligent; you must leave the sisters with some beautiful memories worth treasuring for a lifetime.”

Hearing this, Yun Xiancheng nodded and responded in a deep voice, ”Sister Ya Fei is right. This is indeed an incredibly important day; I will certainly not be the slightest bit negligent.”

”Alright, I won’t say any more.”

”The auspicious time has arrived, and the sisters are all waiting in the wedding hall inside. Go in; don’t make them wait too long.”

Ya Fei didn’t delay any further, gently pushing Yun Xiancheng’s back to send him through that door symbolizing happiness and fulfillment. Inside the room, it was already decorated with lanterns and streamers, brimming with joy.

A row of stunning girls dressed in various magnificent wedding robes were sitting properly on both sides of the prepared wedding hall.

Bright red veils covered their heads. Although their faces could not be seen at this moment, from their dignified yet slightly nervous postures, it was not hard to feel their current excitement and anticipation.

They were all quietly waiting, waiting for the arrival of the destined person in their lives.

The slight sound Yun Xiancheng made when he pushed open the door naturally caught all of their attention.

Although not a single person spoke, Yun Xiancheng could clearly feel that their originally calm hearts were now rippling with waves of joy because of his arrival.

Lin Fei’s small hands, which originally had nowhere to be placed, were now twisted together in nervousness, her palms secreting a layer of fine sweat. She didn’t know what she was thinking at this moment, only that her heart was thumping incessantly, as if it were about to leap out of her throat. The habitually cold and indifferent Snow Charm also had her beautiful face, hidden beneath the red veil, already covered in crimson and burning hot. At this moment

she was no longer that expressionless ice Beauty who kept people a thousand miles away.

In her heart, various complex emotions were intertwining, such as a young girl’s shyness, inexplicable nervousness, and inexpressible anticipation.

Her heartbeat had long since lost its usual stability and calm, thumping violently like a drum, while she also looked forward immensely to that familiar and warm embrace being able to enfold her a moment sooner.

Little Lion sat obediently beside her mother, Big Lion Zi Yi, her small body held straight, looking a bit more quiet and ladylike than usual.

As for Qing Lin, she appeared somewhat at a loss at this moment.

In those emerald-green snake pupils of hers, there was a bit of unease and bewilderment. She sat on the mahogany chair somewhat restlessly, seemingly still feeling a bit dazed about her current identity as a ’bride’.