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

199: Section 199After this matter is settled, Yaner and I will go out for a period of training. But don’t worry, afterwards... we will definitely go to Jia Nan Academy to find you, and we will never break our promise.

”Mei’er wants to go with big brother and husband.”

Xiao Mei blurted it out, then immediately realized the address was wrong and quickly corrected herself, her voice full of deep affection. ”Mei’er,”

Yun Xiancheng heard this, put away his playful expression, and his tone became a bit more serious, ”Jia Nan Academy is a better place to go. You can also get training and growth there.”

He felt several fervent gazes, hidden by veils, fall upon him. Clearly, Xiao Mei’s words had resonated with the other Young ladies. Yun Xiancheng secretly thought: The reason I only bring Xiao Yan is naturally for convenience. There are quite a few ’sisters’ along this journey... such as Xiao Yi Xian, Queen Medusa, Lin Fei, Snow Charm, and even more... *cough cough*, Yun Xiancheng lightly coughed twice inwardly.

If there are too many girls, is it an adventure or a picnic? He continued to persuade gently:

”Yaner and I will face many dangers on this journey, some of which are unpredictable. You should cultivate peacefully in the academy, and when your husband returns, I will not fail you.”

”Do you need my help?” Yun Yun’s clear and cold voice sounded at the right time, with a hint of concern. ”Master should focus on guiding Yan Ran’s cultivation. It wouldn’t be good to show favoritism.”

Yun Xiancheng refused without thinking. His Master’s strength was extraordinary; if she followed him, what kind of training would that be? Yun Yun nodded lightly, not insisting, and said no more.

Mentioning the impending separation, the atmosphere in the carriage became even more quiet and oppressive. ”Oh, let’s not talk about this, let’s not talk about this!”

Nalan Yanran hated such gloomy expressions the most. She reached out and gently patted Yun Xiancheng’s arm, pouting, ”Today is our big day, Xiancheng, why are you saying such disheartening things?”

Then, she curiously lifted a corner of the window and looked out, seeing the outline of a new mansion. Her eyes lit up, and she smiled, ”It looks like we’re almost there. Soon... it will be our true big day, right?”

As soon as these words were spoken, in the carriage, several women who had already been intimate with Yun Xiancheng, such as Ya Fei, Yan Ran, and even the intelligent Xiao Xun’er, probably guessed what was about to happen next, and their faces flushed.

Only Xiao Yu, this relatively simple and straightforward older sister, still understood matters of men and women only as far as the initial, vague stage when Yun Xiancheng had pressed her against a tree.

At this moment, she was still somewhat confused, only feeling that the atmosphere seemed even more scorching. ”Hmm, we’re here. Let’s get out of the carriage.”

Yun Yun nodded, stood up first, and with a light lift of her delicate hand, pulled aside the heavy carriage curtain, speaking calmly.

094 Marriage Ceremony

As the curtain was lifted, the warm moonlight of Wutan City streamed in, illuminating the Red Veils of the six brides, adding a touch of festive, hazy beauty.

Yun Xiancheng stepped out of the carriage first, then turned around and, with great grace, helped each of his six brides—Ya Fei, Nalan Yanran, Xiao Xun’er, Xiao Mei, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yan—down one by one.

Yun Xiancheng didn’t find it troublesome; with each Young lady he took, he felt a surge of warmth.

Before them was an imposing and brand-new mansion. The vermilion main gate was open, and a gilded plaque with the characters ”Yun Residence” hung above the doorway, written in bold, sweeping strokes, exuding grandeur. A fresh red carpet had already been laid out in front of the gate, extending deep into the residence.

There were not many boisterous guests on either side, and even few Servants were visible.

Yun Xiancheng walked at the front, holding Ya Fei and Yan Ran’s hands, with the four Xiao Family Young ladies following closely behind.

Yun Yun maintained her calm ”elder” demeanor, lagging half a step behind, and together they stepped through the main gate of the Yun Residence. They passed through the front courtyard and proceeded directly to the brightly lit and festive main hall.

Inside the hall, red candles burned brightly, and red silk hung everywhere. On the central incense altar, ancestral tablets were enshrined—though they were blank tablets.

Yun Xiancheng had no parents in this world, so he took Yun Yun as his elder, with the heavens and earth as witnesses. Prayer mats were already prepared in front of the incense altar.

There was no elaborate Master of ceremonies; everything was simple yet dignified.

Yun Yun walked to the grand armchair beside the main seat and sat down gracefully. Her gaze swept over the couple before her—a handsome and tall man, surrounded by his six graceful brides. Even with her composure, she couldn’t help but feel a strange sensation at this moment.

Yun Yun felt that perhaps one day in the future, she too would wear similar clothes. At that time... which elder would be sitting in this grand armchair?

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

Yun Yun’s clear and cold voice echoed in the hall, carrying an unquestionable authority, ”New couple, pay your respects.” Yun Xiancheng took a deep breath, straightened his body, a solemn smile on his face.

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

Yun Xiancheng was the first to turn, facing the vast expanse of heaven and earth outside the hall, and bowed deeply.

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

Yun Xiancheng turned back, facing Yun Yun, who was seated in the place of honor. He, along with the six brides, bowed respectfully to Yun Yun. Yun Yun sat still, receiving this bow.

She nodded slightly, acknowledging the marriage and accepting the responsibility of an elder. It was only right for Ya Fei and Yan Ran to bow to her; for the four Xiao Family women to bow to her was out of respect for Yun Xiancheng’s beautiful Master.

”Husband and wife bow to each other!”

This last call made all the brides’ hearts leap to their throats. Yun Xiancheng smiled and turned, facing his six brides standing side by side.

Beneath the red silk veils were six faces of breathtaking beauty. Though unseen at this moment, their shyness and charm could be imagined. The six brides also shyly turned to face Yun Xiancheng from a distance.

Their gazes seemed to penetrate the Red Veils, meeting each other. Yun Xiancheng let out a hearty laugh and was the first to bow.

The six brides also bowed deeply, the beaded tassels on their veils swaying gently, making soft, pleasant sounds. This bow was a promise, a bond, an agreement to share joy and sorrow, and weather storms together in the years to come.

”The ceremony is complete!”

Yun Yun’s voice sounded again, with a hint of undetectable satisfaction.

With three simple bows, the most essential marriage ceremony on the Fighting Qi Continent was completed.

After the ceremony, the hall fell silent for a moment, with only the faint crackling sound of the red candles burning.

Yun Xiancheng looked at the six graceful figures before him, his heart filled with soaring ambition and tender affection. He stepped forward, his voice gentle yet full of power:

”From today onwards, you are my Yun Xiancheng’s wives, the mistresses of my Yun Residence.” ”In the future, as long as I live, I will protect you and ensure you never suffer any grievance.” Beneath the veils, several faint 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.”

At her words, even a mature and charming woman like Ya Fei felt her cheeks beneath the veil flush even more. The other Young ladies almost buried their heads in their chests from shyness.

Yun Xiancheng laughed heartily, stepping forward to take one by each hand, first Ya Fei, then Yan Ran, and then Xun’er, Mei’er, Yu’er, Yaner...

”My wives, let’s go to the bridal chamber!” He deliberately emphasized the words ”bridal chamber” with a hint of playfulness, making the brides even more bashful.

Under Yun Yun’s slightly helpless yet subtly blessing gaze, Yun Xiancheng, surrounded by his six newlywed beautiful wives, walked towards the meticulously arranged new chamber in the back courtyard.

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

Yun Xiancheng smiled as he led the way, followed by six beauties whose jade pendants jingled and whose delicate fragrance wafted. Passing through the corridor of the back courtyard, they arrived at a spacious, brightly lit independent courtyard.

This was where the bridal chamber prepared for today was located. Acacia Trees were planted in the courtyard, adorned with red silk ribbons that swayed in the wind, a beautiful sight.

Pushing open the carved wooden door, a warm, inviting scent, a mix of floral, cosmetic, and faint sandalwood fragrances, wafted out. Before them was not an ordinary bridal room, but a spacious, luxurious suite formed by opening up several rooms.

In the main hall, Dragon and Phoenix Red Candles burned brightly, their wax slowly dripping, illuminating the entire room with a warm and enchanting red glow.

Thick brocade carpets covered the floor, making footsteps silent. Auspicious calligraphies and paintings hung on the walls, and the tables were laden with various exquisite pastries, fruits, and several crystal-clear pots of Hedie Wine.

The most striking feature was a pair of large beds, visibly capable of accommodating a dozen people.

Nalan Yanran, dressed in white bridal attire and a White Veil over her head, was the first to step forward. She had already removed her shoes, and her pure white Stockings outlined her graceful, jade-like feet.

She walked lightly, step by step, onto the large bed, her small bottom gently settling on it. She turned her head to look at Yun Xiancheng: ”Husband, sisters, why are you still standing there in a daze?”

Ya Fei, who hadn’t worn a veil, was now in a form-fitting fiery red dress that accentuated her breathtaking, exquisite curves. She surveyed the bridal chamber, her beautiful eyes holding a hint of lazy satisfaction.

Hearing Yan Ran’s call, she nodded slightly, a smile gracing her lips. She took Yun Xiancheng’s hand and intimately said, ”Lord Guan, let’s go. It’s time for our important day.”

095 Bridal Chamber

Yun Xiancheng nodded gently, but he was unwilling to stray too far from the four brides, adorned with phoenix coronets, embroidered shawls, and veils. He was afraid they wouldn’t see the path clearly and might stumble on this beautiful auspicious day.

However, his concern was a bit excessive. The Young ladies had all 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 still wore their Red Veils, standing quietly beside their beloved husband, some holding Yun Xiancheng’s hand, others clutching the corner of his clothes, walking in small steps.

Several maids who had been waiting there saw the newlyweds enter and quickly curtsied. Then, at a wave from Yun Xiancheng, they quietly and silently withdrew, gently closing the door behind them.

Inside the vast bridal chamber, only Yun Xiancheng and his six newlywed wives remained.

The atmosphere instantly became delicate; the air seemed to float with heart-racing elements.

Yun Xiancheng’s gaze swept over the four veiled figures standing shoulder to shoulder before him, and then to Ya Fei beside him, who needed no concealment and was already radiating enchanting beauty. His heart burned with an unspeakable sense of satisfaction and anticipation.

”Alright, my wives,”

Yun Xiancheng chuckled softly, breaking the momentary silence. His voice held a hint of playfulness, yet was incredibly gentle. ”You can’t wear these veils all night, can you?”

He first looked at Ya Fei beside him. This mature and charming enchantress was watching him with a half-smile, her red lips slightly curved, carrying a hint of understanding and expectation. Yun Xiancheng exchanged a glance with her; everything was understood without words.

The first veil Yun Xiancheng lifted was Xiao Xun Er’s.

When her veil was lifted, the face revealed was exquisitely elegant, like a blossoming green lotus, with flushed cheeks and eyes sparkling with deep affection and tenderness.

Dressed in a gown interwoven with light gold and green, she was even more bashful now, lowering her gaze slightly, her long eyelashes trembling. She softly said, ”Lord Guan... A thousand words are contained in this soft call.”

Yun Xiancheng’s heart softened. He held her hand, feeling the slight sweat and trembling in her palm. The Young lady said no more; she leaned in and kissed Yun Xiancheng’s lips, passionately and proactively.

This Second Miss of the Ancient Clan could only be looked at, not completely devoured. He could only touch her with his hands and arms, which was a bit regrettable.

He only regretted that her homebody mother’s current cultivation was too high, making her unbeatable for now. Once he achieved success and became a Dou Di, he would certainly force her mother to be his consort. Thinking this, Yun Xiancheng’s gaze at Xiao Xun’er showed no hint of wanting to force her mother to be his consort, only overflowing tenderness. Next was Xiao Mei.

This Young lady, whose wedding dress also retained the peacock blue color, perhaps recalled the Three-Year Agreement and their first meeting at every moment.

Yun Xiancheng’s arrival changed many things, even dressing habits, but the Young lady always wanted to make some changes... The Young lady’s pretty face under the veil was already as red as a ripe apple, her big eyes filled with adoration and shyness, gazing at Yun Xiancheng as if to melt him.

She seemed a bit flustered, just biting her lower lip, stammering, ”Brother... Husband.” ”Silly girl,” Yun Xiancheng said with a laugh, ruffling her head, his actions full of doting affection.

When it was Xiao Yu’s turn, this elder sister, dressed in a purple dress and with a relatively straightforward personality, showed a mix of curiosity, awkwardness, and a trace of undetectable nervousness under her veil.

Her cheeks were also flushed, but her gaze was relatively direct as she looked at Yun Xiancheng.

”Husband... when I went home for the festival and first saw you, I never expected that we would eventually...”

”Yu’er, we are family now,” Yun Xiancheng smiled gently at her, lightly embracing her to try and help her relax.

She was the only one in the room who understood nothing; there would be much to teach her later. Finally, it was Xiao Yan.

This Young lady, dressed in a dark-colored gown, who had gradually become softer and more docile with Yun Xiancheng’s companionship during this period, still possessed a clear and cold beauty beneath her veil.

At this moment, a faint blush stained her cheeks amidst her shyness.

She met Yun Xiancheng’s gaze calmly, a subtle ripple hidden deep within her eyes. ”Senior Brother... don’t let us down.”

”Yaner. I am willing to bear the burden of your lives; I can carry it,” Yun Xiancheng looked at her, responding simply.

The six stunning beauties now stood together again.

The alluring red, the sacred white, the elegant green, the charming blue, the crisp purple, and the cold, enchanting black—each possessed unique charm, all displayed before his eyes.

Candlelight flickered, figures swayed, and fragrance wafted. This scene was truly heavenly, beyond description. ”Alright, Husband, don’t just admire the sisters,”

Ya Fei walked forward with captivating grace, her jade-like hand picking up the wine pot and Glass Cups from the table. She smiled charmingly, ”How can such a beautiful day be without wine? This Wedding Wine cannot be skipped.”

Her slender hand steadily filled seven jade cups; the wine was clear and emitted a faint, delicate fragrance. ”Sister Ya Fei is right.”

Nalan Yanran also walked over, her white dress particularly striking under the red candlelight.

She picked up a cup and handed it to Yun Xiancheng, then picked up another, looking at him slyly, ”Husband, how about having a drink with me first? This is my unique ’White Head’ agreement, you know.”

She cleverly linked her white dress to the phrase ”grow old together.” ”Yan Ran, don’t be mischievous,”

Xiao Xun’er said softly, yet she also stepped forward, took a cup, and looked at Yun Xiancheng with gentle eyes, ”It... it should be for everyone together.”

Yun Xiancheng laughed heartily, took the wine cup Nalan Yanran offered, and gestured for everyone else to pick up their cups. ”Good, let’s drink together.”

The seven Jade Cups gently clinked together in the candlelight, emitting a clear, pleasant sound. ”To today, to us,” Yun Xiancheng announced loudly.

”To Husband,” the six brides said in unison, their voices, though each unique, now converged into a moving harmony. Everyone drained their cups.

After drinking the Hedie Wine, the atmosphere seemed to grow even more fervent. The Young ladies’ faces were flushed even deeper, their eyes shimmering with water, adding to their charm.

Yun Xiancheng put down his cup, his gaze slowly sweeping over his six wives, his eyes filled with tenderness and love. He walked to the center of the room, spread his arms, and smiled:

”The night is deep, the good times are short... My wives, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold pieces...”

His words carried clear implications. Ya Fei’s red lips curved into an alluring arc.

Nalan Yanran’s eyes sparkled with anticipation and challenge.

Xiao Xun’er shyly lowered her head, only regretting her mother’s excessive conservatism and the vast difference in their cultivation, making it difficult to argue with her mother at this moment. Xiao Mei’s eyes flashed with a hint of joyous family reunion.

Xiao Yu seemed somewhat naive yet her heart raced, and Xiao Yan’s eyes also flickered slightly, seemingly acquiescing to everything that was about to happen.

Yun Xiancheng walked to the bedside. The wedding bed, large enough to accommodate several people, was already splendidly adorned, with red curtains draped low, adding a touch of haziness and temptation.

He turned around, facing his six brides, and once again showed a gentle yet suggestive smile. ”Come, my wives, our night... has just begun.”

The red candles continued to burn, interweaving various graceful figures—some fiery red, some pristine white, some elegant blue—with the tall male figure, casting their swaying shadows upon the curtains.

The Young ladies surrounded Yun Xiancheng, some riding on him, some holding his hand, some sitting on his lap, each displaying their unique charms. The room was filled with the essence of spring, all unspoken.

When the Road Ends, Build a Divine Bridge

The story of Wutan City ends here. Next, I will embark on an adventure with Xiao Yan. The adventure will mainly focus on intimate moments with beautiful girls. My current idea is to intersperse the main plot with intimate scenes. Brothers, I still ask for your continued support.

My previous earnings were only a few hundred yuan a month (sadly), so I can only consider it pocket money.