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

259: Section 259Yun Xiancheng lowered his head, gently kissing her sweat-dampened forehead, his gaze then turning to Xiao Yi Xian and Linger, who were already moved by passion and trembling slightly beside him.

”Now, it’s time for my two darlings.” His magnetic voice carried a hint of teasing and dominance.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi Xian and Linger exchanged a look of perfect understanding, a flicker of mischievous laughter passing through their eyes before they parted with a shared intuition.

Xiao Yi Xian took the initiative to meet Yun Xiancheng’s lips, responding to his demands with a passion like fire, while Linger, like a nimble fish in water, silently slipped beneath the surface, skillfully and accurately finding her own position.

The two of them had long since developed an extraordinary rapport that others could hardly match through their countless times spent together in play.

At this moment, within this dreamlike Jade Pool Fairyland, they brought this rapport to its peak, displaying a perfect coordination that was breathtaking and soul-stirring.

Xiao Yi Xian’s kiss was like a sweet spring in the desert, refreshing and moistening Yun Xiancheng’s heart, melting away all his fatigue. Her jade-like hands, naturally green and beautiful, were not at all idle, wandering all over his strong and robust body, sometimes stroking gently, sometimes boldly—

—lighting fires, stoking the latent desires within him.

Meanwhile, Linger, lurking underwater, served him with her innate, unique gentleness and exquisite skill, attending to every detail and bringing waves of indescribable, electric numbness and tremors that soared straight to the clouds.

”Mm.” A satisfied and somewhat enjoying groan escaped Yun Xiancheng’s throat. He closed his eyes, fully indulging in this dual-layered, ultimate experience from the two peerless beauties.

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

Her watery eyes looked hazily at the man before her, her voice carrying a hint of laziness and coquetry: ”Does Husband like it? Do you like Linger and me serving you together like this?”

Linger also poked her head out of the water at the right time. Her watery, pure eyes, like those of a young deer, were now filled with expectation and a slight, barely perceptible inquiry.

Hearing this, Yun Xiancheng nodded gently.

He reached out with his strong, powerful arms and, with a sudden pull, drew the two delicate and moving beauties even closer into his embrace. ”Naturally, I like it very much.”

The surface of the water rippled once more, spreading layers of waves... 225 Sister is here.

When the first ray of dawn filtered through the window, spreading golden light across the floor, two nights had quietly slipped away. The first to wake up were Little Lion and Qing Lin.

Still somewhat drowsy, they keenly sensed that Yun Xiancheng had actually opened the ”Cloud Above Heavenly Palace” and taken the sisters away for pleasure.

The two little girls looked at each other, both seeing a bit of tearless helplessness in the other’s eyes. They could only pout their little mouths and go together to ”complain” to their elders. Upon learning of this, Big Lion’s reaction was unexpectedly calm.

She simply quirked an eyebrow, a knowing smile playing on her lips, and then nonchalantly led Little Lion straight into Yun Xiancheng’s bedroom. Afterward, she lay lazily on the large, soft bed, her nostrils twitching slightly as if using her proud, sensitive sense of smell to—

—capture the faint lingering scent of Yun Xiancheng 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 beastly instincts had long since vanished. However, ”a day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of grace,” let alone their day-and-night companionship.

Yun Xiancheng’s aura had long been like the deepest brand, engraved in the depths of her soul. Even the slightest wisp was enough for her to recognize him instantly.

Besides this lingering obsession, 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 gave her a slight sense of urgency.

However, she also had confidence in herself. Now, she too stood on the brink of a breakthrough, only waiting for a suitable opportunity for it to happen naturally. Unlike Purple Wing’s calmness, Ying appeared somewhat gloomy. She sat cross-legged alone on the other side of the bed, her slender back revealing a hint of loneliness.

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

Although she understood that in Yun Xiancheng’s subconscious, he perhaps viewed her as a respected elder, this ”honor” did not make her happy at all.

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

The young girl grumbled inwardly, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, and there even seemed to be a faint heat rising from her forehead, a true reflection of the frustration boiling within.

”Stupid Young Master,” she muttered softly, with a hint of barely perceptible coquetry. Just then, a light sound of footsteps approached.

Qing Lin was carrying an exquisite white jade tray, which held several enticingly colored desserts.

She walked into the room with obedient steps and, beside Big Lion, Little Lion, and Ying, skillfully set up a small, delicate nanmu table, carefully arranging the desserts for them one by one.

”Sister Ying, Sister Wing, these are the Brown Sugar Cakes made today. Please try some.” Qing Lin’s voice was crisp and pleasant, with a hint of pleasing intent. ”Thank you for your hard work, Sister Qing Lin.” Purple Wing nodded gently and reached out her jade hand to pat Qing Lin’s shoulder in approval.

”Hehe, we’re all family, no need for formalities.” Qing Lin smiled sweetly, revealing two cute tiger teeth. Amidst this moment of warmth and tranquility, a slight ripple suddenly appeared in the air.

Immediately after, a group of graceful Young ladies appeared on the bed without warning. Most of them were disheveled and had messy hair, and half of them—

—had their eyes tightly closed, clearly still in deep sleep, their faces naturally carrying a bit of lazy flush after pleasure.

Yun Xiancheng, meanwhile, leaned against the headboard, holding the already sleeping Linger and Xiao Yi Xian tightly in his arms, a slight smile of satisfaction on his handsome face.

”Husband?”

Purple Wing noticed the moment Yun Xiancheng appeared; her sensitive sense of smell was at its peak.

When she turned to look and saw the room full of lingering spring colors, as well as the soft beauties in her husband’s arms, she couldn’t help but smile, her eyes sparkling with a hint of teasing and understanding.

”It seems Husband and the sisters have spent quite a wonderful night.” Her voice had a bit of lazy magnetism, yet it teased him just right.

Ying was still immersed in her own little world, her heart full of disappointment and gloom almost overflowing. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and the tip of her nose even turned slightly sour.

Just as she was grieving privately, a gentle gaze fell upon her. She instinctively lifted her fan-like eyelashes and met Yun Xiancheng’s deep, smiling eyes.

Yun Xiancheng seemed to see through all her thoughts. His thin lips parted, and a gentle voice with a hint of apology rang out in the room: ”Um... Ying, this was indeed my oversight.”

Hearing this, Ying’s delicate body trembled slightly. The resentment that had accumulated in her heart actually dissipated by more than half with this casual apology. Her courage seemed to grow; although as a close Shadow Guard she always kept to her duty and remained silent, she ultimately couldn’t suppress her throbbing young heart.

”Hmph,” she snorted softly, tilting her chin up slightly with a deliberate touch of pride. ”Does Young Master only intend to apologize verbally?” As soon as she finished speaking, Ying herself was slightly stunned. She hadn’t expected to say something so suggestive, almost ”teas-

-ing” words.

A suspicious blush involuntarily crept onto her cheeks, and her heart skipped a beat.

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

Qing Lin was quick-witted and immediately understood. She obediently stepped forward, carefully taking the already sleeping Xiao Yi Xian and Linger from Yun Xiancheng’s arms, properly settling them on one side of the bed and covering them with a brocade quilt to ensure they could sleep peacefully.

Once Qing Lin stepped back, Yun Xiancheng’s well-defined, powerful, and robust body slowly approached Ying. His warm breath almost sprayed onto the sensitive skin of Ying’s neck, bringing waves of tingling tremors.

Ying only felt fine beads of sweat break out on her forehead, her heart pounding wildly in her chest as if it were about to leap out of her throat.

An indescribable excitement and expectation rose deep within her, yet she forced herself to suppress this fluttering, pretending to be calm with a stiff face, though her voice trembled slightly: ”Then... then it depends on Young Master’s performance!”

Before her voice could fade, a pair of soft arms wrapped around Yun Xiancheng’s waist from behind.

Yun Ziyi had appeared behind him at some unknown point, and she was now pressing her soft, charming cheek against his back, her warm breath brushing past his ear.

She stuck out her lilac tongue and lightly licked Yun Xiancheng’s sensitive earlobe, her red lips moving close to his ear as she murmured in a bone-meltingly seductive voice:

”That being the case, let us begin, my dear husband.”

226 Shadow Guard, Purple Lion

Yun Xiancheng lowered his head, and his warm lips pressed against Ying’s slightly trembling cherry lips.

To be honest, before this, because of her cultivation and her usually steady and capable demeanor, he had indeed subconsciously viewed Ying as a reliable elder similar to Yun Yun.

Since his unintentional mistake had caused this girl, who silently guarded him, to feel dissatisfied, then this apology would naturally be full of sincerity, without the slightest hint of perfunctoriness.

The kiss was lingering and deep, carrying both possession and comfort. When their lips finally parted, Yun Xiancheng’s long fingers gently caressed Ying’s smooth and delicate cheek, gazing into her eyes, which were shimmering with moisture and hazy with emotion.

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

Before his voice could fade, Yun Xiancheng kissed her again. This kiss was even more domineering and yet more gentle, as if he wanted to make up for all the slight neglect he had shown her over the past few days in this single moment.

After a long while, their lips parted. Ying’s pretty face was already as red as a ripe apple. Panting slightly, she buried her head in the crook of Yun Xiancheng’s neck and said in a muffled voice, ”Actually... it’s also Yinger’s fault for not... not telling Husband my age sooner... I don’t blame Husband...”

As she spoke, her slender, long legs actively and boldly wrapped around Yun Xiancheng’s firm waist and abdomen. Her body pressed tightly against his, and the warm, soft sensation transmitted through the thin clothing, carrying a silent invitation and longing.

Yun Xiancheng felt the passion and initiative of the young girl in his arms, and his heart was equally fiery. He slightly thrust his waist, feeling the amazing elasticity and tightness—

—yet his voice carried a hint of doting dominance: ”No, it was also my lack of careful attention to you. Naturally, I should be the one to blame.”

The young girl’s head tilted back involuntarily, letting out a fragmented and sweet moan, as if she had received some unspeakable and intense stimulation. But she soon came back to her senses, her arms embracing Yun Xiancheng’s waist even more tightly, her voice charming and persistent:

”No, it’s Ying’s fault~ Husband manages ten thousand affairs every day; Yinger shouldn’t have been so inconsiderate.” ”It’s my fault,” Yun Xiancheng interrupted her, though his movements became a few degrees gentler.

”Mm... it’s Ying’s fault~” The young girl’s voice carried a hint of a sob, yet it was filled with a different kind of enchantment.

The two of them went back and forth, arguing over who the ”fault” belonged to as if no one else was there. Their intimate posture and sweet dialogue had long since treated the others in the room as non-existent.

To the side, Big Lion Zi Yi, who was originally pressed against Yun Xiancheng, was currently diligently playing the role of an ”assistant.” Her fiery red lips gently took Yun Xiancheng’s earlobe into her mouth, occasionally teasing and licking it with her clove-like tongue.

Listening to the ”sickeningly sweet” conversation between Yun Xiancheng and Ying, this stunning Beauty, who was usually somewhat lazy and nonchalant, now puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction, her beautiful phoenix eyes flashing with obvious jealousy.

Although a sea of jealousy was churning in her heart, Purple Wing’s hands did not stop. Instead, she worked even harder at her ”assisting,” seemingly wanting to use this to assert her presence.

Little Lion and Qing Lin sat obediently side-by-side on a nearby soft couch. Their two pairs of clear, bright eyes stared unblinkingly at the entangled Yun Xiancheng and Ying on the bed. Their small faces held a bit of curiosity and longing, as if they were projecting themselves into the scene, feeling that heart-pounding intimacy.

After an unknown amount of time, Ying only felt a violent tremor throughout her body. It was as if countless brilliant fireworks had exploded before her eyes, followed by a boundless sea of clouds surging and sweeping toward her, swallowing her up with gentle dominance. That wondrous white mist, as if possessed of life, gently slapped against her legs, body, stomach, and even her face, bringing waves of unspeakable numbness and pleasure.

Her consciousness was now somewhat hazy, as if she were in the sea of clouds of the Ninth Heaven, floating without knowing where she was. Subconsciously, she stuck out her clove-like tongue and lightly licked the taste of the ”clouds” stained on her lips, finding it sweet and smooth, leaving an endless aftertaste.

Just then, Xiao Yan and the others, who had been fighting in the Jade Pool for a long time and had already fallen into a deep sleep, slowly woke up.

Rubbing their sleepy eyes, they saw at a glance that Yun Xiancheng was still ”fighting vigorously” on the bed with high spirits. They couldn’t help but sigh inwardly that their husband was truly hardworking, with an energy level that was staggering.

When Yao Ye woke up and saw the room full of lingering spring colors and the still ”hard-working” Yun Xiancheng, her elegant and noble face instantly turned beet red.

She gave a low cry, and without even having time to tidy herself—wearing only a thin silk nightgown with a bright yellow dragon robe, symbolizing her status, thrown messily over it—

—she ran out of the room like a startled deer.

Heavenly Moon opened her eyes dizzily and happened to see the back of her sister fleeing in panic. She rubbed her watery eyes, thought for a moment, and decided to stay and continue ”observing and learning” with her sisters.

After all, unlike her sister, she didn’t shoulder the heavy responsibility of managing the entire Izumo Empire. She was quite idle on a daily basis and had plenty of time. Seeing the sisters waking up one after another, Qing Lin hurriedly and obediently brought warm water for each of them.

The Young ladies rinsed their mouths and drank some hot water, and their spirits recovered quite a bit. They sat in groups of two or three on the edge of the bed or leaned against chairs, beginning to chatter and gossip. The topic of conversation, naturally, could not be separated from their common husband. Each of them was like a peacock spreading its tail, competing to boast about how they had ”extracted” their husband’s affection during their previous ”battle” in the Jade Pool, and how they had made him ”unable to stop.”

”Purple Wing, hug.”

Yun Xiancheng was indeed ”tireless.” After completely ”soothing” Ying, he didn’t stop for a moment before turning to pull Yun Ziyi, who had been waiting nearby 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 immediately became incredibly happy. Her beautiful phoenix eyes shone with satisfaction and happiness, as if she possessed the whole world. She took a deep breath, greedily drawing in the unique and intoxicating masculine scent from Yun Xiancheng’s body.

”Husband~”

In the next moment, she actually imitated Ying’s earlier act of acting spoiled, calling out to Yun Xiancheng with a sickeningly sweet and deliberately charming voice.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she herself was stunned for a moment, and then her pretty face turned red all at once.

After all, she usually presented an image of lazy nobility and sternness. This act of feigning daintiness was truly... too shameful! The other Young ladies nearby, hearing Purple Wing’s sudden and uncharacteristic call of ”Husband~”, all showed expressions of shock,

and then they couldn’t help but chuckle, their faces flushing with the same blush as Purple Wing’s.

Sister Purple Wing, who was always so lazy and casual, even somewhat listless, would actually make such a sweet voice. This persona... the clash was just too strong!

Yun Xiancheng, however, seemed to enjoy it very much. Chuckling, he pressed his forehead gently against Yun Ziyi’s smooth and full forehead, his nose affectionately rubbing against her perky and beautiful nose.

This action was incredibly intimate, filled with doting and tenderness. Yun Ziyi felt a warm current rise from the bottom of her heart, instantly throwing that bit of shyness and discomfort to the back of her mind. All her attention was concentrated on the man she deeply loved before her.

”No matter what kind of Purple Wing you are, Husband thinks you are very cute,” Yun Xiancheng said, his voice gentle and firm as he gazed into her eyes.

”Mhm...” Yun Ziyi’s heart completely melted. She said no more, only closing her eyes in satisfaction to enjoy this rare tenderness, her nose

cooperating by gently rubbing against Yun Xiancheng’s nose again and again... like a loyal and satisfied puppy that had received its master’s affection.

Little Lion, seeing this scene from the side, let out a few low whimpering sounds. Nose-rubbing had an extra attraction for the mother and daughter who had transformed from lions.

Sour jealousy welled up in her heart; the young girl was fiercely jealous of her mother for once. But jealousy aside, she still sat there obediently.

The other Young ladies also sat obediently to the side; no one spoke to disturb this warm scene. Their gazes were full of expectation and curiosity, preparing to enjoy the ”good show” that was about to be staged next.

They watched the two on the bed kissing passionately with rapt attention, seeing how their bodies fitted together closely, feeling that mysterious and heart-stirring fusion of Yin and Yang.

227 Green Snake

”My, my, this garden full of spring scenery truly cannot be kept inside,” a crisp, pleasant, and somewhat playful female voice came from the doorway.

Green Savage, wearing a well-tailored set of light green casual pajamas, walked into the room with graceful steps. Seeing the ”human pyramid” scene on the bed, she couldn’t help but reach out a slender jade hand to cover her cherry lips, though her eyes were brimming with laughter.

On the bed at this moment, Ying and Purple Wing, who had been fighting relentlessly earlier, had long since ”surrendered” under Yun Xiancheng’s gentle yet domineering offensive.

Like two satisfied and lazy cats, they each held Yun Xiancheng’s left and right hands tightly. Their breathing was even, and their sleeping faces were calm and peaceful, clearly having sunk into a sweet dreamland.

And the rest of the awakened Young ladies were now surrounding Yun Xiancheng tightly in the center, like stars surrounding the moon.

Each of them either gently leaned her head against his chest, affectionately pillowed it on his arm, or simply lay directly

on his lap. Their postures were varied, yet every one of them revealed a deep sense of attachment and satisfaction.

Green Savage, looking at this ”grand occasion,” couldn’t help but shake her head helplessly, her tone carrying a bit of half-real, half-fake blame:

”Sigh, I originally thought that while Grand Sect Leader Yun is currently busy acting as regent for the empire’s affairs and cannot get away, I, as a sister, could seize the initiative and come a step early to properly comfort our hard-working husband. But this... this formation of yours makes me not know where to start.”

She spoke these words cleverly, both stating her intention and carrying a slight ”complaint,” which made all the Young ladies on the bed chuckle. The atmosphere in the room became even more relaxed and lively because of it.

Yun Xiancheng slowly opened his eyes, his deep gaze carrying a slight, not-yet-fully dissipated laziness and satisfaction. He looked at Green Savage standing prettily by the bed and nodded slightly, his voice carrying a hint of post-slumber raspiness:

”Mhm, Lü Man is here.”

Then, as if remembering something, a slight look of apology flashed between his brows: ”I’ve let you see something embarrassing. In this current situation, I cannot get up to welcome you; it is my oversight.”