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

264: Section 264Lin Fei felt even more embarrassed by his gaze, her head lowered, not daring to meet his eyes. Next was Snow Charm.

The bridal veil was lifted, revealing her peerless face that was usually as cold as ice, but now tinged with a moving blush.

Those eyes, which usually held a hint of distance and indifference, now contained a slight nervousness and... an undetectable tenderness.

Then it was Little Lioness’s turn.

On her cute face, which still held a hint of childishness, was written curiosity and excitement. Her large, watery eyes looked at Yun Xiancheng expectantly, as if waiting for something.

After her was Qing Lin.

This young lady, whose life had been full of hardships yet who remained incredibly resilient, now had an irrepressible excitement and happiness in her unique green snake pupils. When Linger’s veil was lifted, her gentle and beautiful face was already dotted with tears. For a moment, she was overwhelmed with a mix of emotions, weeping with joy.

Beneath Big Lion Purple Wing’s veil was an elegant, magnificent, and stunningly mature face. The look she gave Yun Xiancheng was filled with deep love and—

Green Savage remained as charming and enchanting as ever. Yun Xiancheng lifted Xiao Yi Xian’s veil, and her face was overflowing with a smile.

She took the initiative to kiss Yun Xiancheng; they said nothing to each other, sharing a deep, long kiss. Finally, it was Shadow.

When her veil was lifted, revealing that exquisite face which usually remained hidden in the shadows—now flushed with shyness and excitement—Yun Xiancheng smiled at her.

Shadow looked at Yun Xiancheng’s peerless face and stared blankly for a long while.

This usually taciturn and loyal Shadow Guard finally stood before him completely in the capacity of a wife.

Once all the brides’ veils had been lifted, the atmosphere in the room reached an unprecedented level of sweetness and warmth. ”Alright, my dear wives, on this wedding night, we must drink the Nuptial Wine together.”

Yun Xiancheng spoke warmly as he took nine exquisite glazed wine cups from the nearby wedding table, along with a pot of wedding wine emitting a mellow fragrance.

He personally poured a cup of mellow, amber-colored fine wine for each bride, then raised his own cup. His gaze swept affectionately over the eight peerless beauties before him, his voice filled with solemnity and promise:

”Today, I, Yun Xiancheng, drink this cup of Nuptial Wine with my wives. May we love each other as husband and wife, live in harmony like the lute and zither, never part until our hair turns white, and be united in heart for all eternity!”

”We wish to stay with our husband until our hair turns white, united in heart forever!”

The eight brides responded in unison with their delicate voices. They also raised their wine cups, clinking them gently against Yun Xiancheng’s.

Amidst the crisp and pleasant sound of clinking cups, the nine of them drained the fine wine in their cups. The mellow wine slid down their throats, turning into a warm current that flowed through their bodies.

”Alright, wives,” Yun Xiancheng set down his wine cup and said softly, ”next, naturally, comes the Union of Yin and Yang, to enjoy the Clouds and Rain of Mount Wu together...” Upon hearing this, the Young ladies’ pretty faces flushed even more intensely, each lowering their heads in shyness like flower buds waiting to be nourished by the dew.

Yun Xiancheng said no more. He walked slowly toward the bed, his gaze first falling on Lin Fei, whose veil had been the first to be lifted.

He reached out and gently took Lin Fei’s slightly cool hand. With a light pull, he drew her into his arms, leaning down to kiss her soft, sweet lips.

Soon after, the rustling sound of clothes being removed echoed in the room, along with the young lady’s irrepressible low moans of innocence and pleasure. When the two were finally joined closely, Lin Fei let out a satisfied, soft hum, her arms tightly encircling Yun Xiancheng’s neck.

Yun Xiancheng’s movements were gentle yet powerful, leading her to be intoxicated together in this boundless spring scene. The surrounding Young ladies also approached, surrounding Yun Xiancheng.

Outside the window, the red candles burned quietly, reflecting the intertwined figures on the bed and the beautiful marriage just formed that would last a lifetime. This night was destined to be long.

236 We Are Unique

The next day, Yun Xiancheng sat surrounded by the Young ladies, meticulously tidying their clothes one by one. His fingertips were gentle and his movements practiced, as if he were caring for the most precious treasures in the world.

Following his gentle movements, the sleeping Young ladies woke up one after another, their eyes hazy with sleep, carrying a hint of lazy cuteness.

”Come in, all of you,” Yun Xiancheng said without looking up, his voice gentle yet meaningful. ”Listening at the wall all night must have been tiring.”

The door was pushed open with a creak. Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan entered the room slowly, their faces flushed with shame and a hint of unease. Their gazes shifted between the women’s bodies and Yun Xiancheng, appearing at a loss for what to do.

”Um... Senior Brother... I didn’t mean to...” Xiao Yan stammered, trying to explain, her cheeks as red as ripe apples.

Yun Xiancheng interrupted her, a playful smile on his lips: ”Just come right in. Are you afraid your sisters will eat you?” On the bed, Green Savage’s eyes were like silk. She stretched lazily, her voluptuous curves faintly visible under the thin quilt. She opened her red lips and giggled to Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran:

”That’s right. With husband’s abilities, even a few more sisters could be handled. If you had come in earlier, you could have helped us share the ’firepower.’ Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

Her words were bold and direct.

Yun Ziyi leaned against Yun Xiancheng’s arm, her long rose-purple hair cascading down like a waterfall. Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at the two newly entered Young ladies, a hint of knowing laughter flashing in her eyes. Her voice carried a bit of hoarseness and charm from having just woken up:

”The night air is cold. Coming in earlier to keep each other warm, why not?”

Qing Lin and Little Lioness Yun Yan lay affectionately against Yun Xiancheng’s waist and abdomen, their two fuzzy, cute little heads rubbing gently against his firm waist, making satisfied sounds.

Lin Fei and Snow Charm were lying comfortably on Yun Xiancheng’s thighs.

Lin Fei’s dazzling golden hair and Snow Charm’s hair, white as fresh snow, were intertwined, falling over Yun Xiancheng’s dark robes in a sharp contrast.

They now wore satisfied smiles, as if immersed in the sweetest dream, unwilling to move even a fraction. Linger sat gracefully beside Yun Xiancheng, using her legs as a pillow for him.

Her slender, jade-like hands were gently combing through Yun Xiancheng’s thick hair. Her movements were slow and focused, her eyes filled with tenderness like a virtuous wife.

”Ugh... this is so embarrassing... Yan Ran, it’s all your fault!” Xiao Yan covered her burning cheeks with the back of her hand, shifting the blame to Nalan Yanran in a tone filled with a young girl’s shyness.

Nalan Yanran turned her head slightly, not daring to look Yun Xiancheng in the eye, her earlobes tinged with a lovely pink.

”Alright, alright, come here, my good girls.” Yun Xiancheng comforted them softly, his voice full of doting and helplessness. ”I don’t mean to blame you. In the future, if you want to come in, just push the door open. There’s no need to be so restrained.”

Hearing Yun Xiancheng’s gentle comfort, Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan felt as if they had been given a reassurance. They shyly moved with small steps, inching closer to Yun Xiancheng.

Once they were close, Yun Xiancheng’s gaze swept over the women, and he spoke slowly:

”Yesterday, Yan Ran and Yan’er asked me why I named our wedding feast the ’Future Wedding Feast’ and why I prepared so much extra food beyond our needs.”

As soon as he said this, the attention of the Young ladies—who were either lazy, shy, or satisfied—was instantly drawn to him. This seemingly ordinary action of Yun Xiancheng’s had indeed caused curiosity and confusion at the time.

It was just that they were so full of anticipation for the upcoming wedding then that they hadn’t looked into the details.

”Husband, are you finally willing to tell us the reason?” Nalan Yanran’s beautiful eyes flickered with expectation.

Yun Xiancheng nodded slightly, his deep eyes shining with a mysterious light. ”Because I am sending a special invitation to the future versions of yourselves.”

As he spoke, he took an exquisitely crafted invitation from his robe and held it before the Young ladies.

The wedding invitation was designed with ancient elegance, but the content was extremely simple—it invited two sisters with the given names Han Xue and Han Yue to attend this wedding feast.

Han Yue and Han Xue were a pair of twin flowers from the Han Family in the Central Plains, naturally beautiful and peerless. Yun Xiancheng knew in his heart that according to the trajectory of fate, they would certainly become his wives in the future. Of course, at this moment, they had no connection with Yun Xiancheng’s family.

Yun Xiancheng solemnly took out this invitation now with the intention that if the future Young ladies gained the ability to travel through time, they could personally deliver this invitation to the Han Xue and Han Yue of that time and invite them to travel back together to attend this meaningful wedding feast.

”If one day in the future, we become strong enough to reverse the flow of time and travel between the past and the future,” Yun Xiancheng said word by word, staring at the women, ”do not forget to take this invitation and return to this day to join us at the feast!”

”The future... us?” Xiao Yan’s eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief.

Not only her, but the other Young ladies present, including Medicine Lady and Cai Lin who were hidden within Yun Xiancheng’s mental space, were deeply shocked by these words.

”Wait... Husband, do you mean... that it’s actually possible for our future selves to return to the present?”

Lin Fei blinked her crystal-clear eyes and asked softly, her voice carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling.

”Traveling through time?” Snow Charm’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, a hint of confusion and wonder appearing on her face, which looked as if it were carved from ice and snow. ”This... is this really possible to achieve?”

In an instant, a thousand waves were stirred in the hearts of the Young ladies. Their thoughts began to race as they each tried to guess the deeper meaning behind Yun Xiancheng’s actions.

Yun Ziyi rested her chin on her delicate hand, staring at the thin invitation. After a moment of contemplation, she spoke slowly, her voice cold and certain: ”But, Husband, at yesterday’s wedding banquet, none of our future selves appeared.”

”Yes, yesterday, no one returned,” Yun Xiancheng responded calmly, as if he had long expected this result. This was the crux of the matter.

A refined smile curved the corners of Yun Xiancheng’s lips.

He was the destined ruler; if time travel were possible, his future self would have surely come to attend this ’Future Wedding Banquet’.

However, the fact was that at yesterday’s grand feast, there were no figures from the future. [Because you are a unique existence in this universe.]

At that moment, a gentle, melodious, yet somewhat ethereal female voice quietly echoed in the depths of Yun Xiancheng’s mind. It was the Big Sister of the system residing within him speaking.

The female voice paused, seemingly weighing her words, and after a moment, she continued wistfully:

[We, too, are unique because of you. In this world, there are no so-called parallel worlds, nor do versions of you and us exist that can be freely replicated.]

[Time is not a river that can be folded or reversed at will; it is merely a scale and yardstick for the evolution and change of all things. The future is always the future—]

[It has not yet arrived; the past is already the past, gone eternally. All we can possess is this fleeting present. Therefore, there will not be a second you, nor a second us, returning from the future.]

These words from the female voice were undoubtedly an indirect admission that at some point in the future, she would choose to become Yun Xiancheng’s wife. At the same time, they clearly explained why no one from the future had attended yesterday’s ’Future Wedding Banquet’.

The logic was actually quite simple: time travel did not exist in this world, nor did parallel dimensions that could interfere with one another. Yun Xiancheng and the confidantes by his side were all unique and irreplaceable existences in this vast universe.

Yun Xiancheng’s expression remained as calm as still water, but hearing the system’s gentle and considerate explanation, a trace of warmth involuntarily rose in his heart.

It seemed this mysterious Big Sister was watching his every move at all times. ”So, you’re saying we simply can’t have the ability to travel through time?”

Nalan Yanran blinked her bright, large eyes at Yun Xiancheng, her tone filled with confusion. ”What’s so strange about that? Husband, why did you act as if we were definitely going to be able to travel through time?”

”Yeah, yeah! Time travel is just unthinkable no matter how you look at it; it’s impossible to achieve!” The other Young ladies also chimed in, chattering away with expressions that took the impossibility for granted.

Yun Xiancheng nodded with a smile, agreeing with their view: ”You’re right, there is no time travel.”

”If time could really be traversed, it would mean the past, present, and future exist simultaneously and can influence each other. Wouldn’t that be strange? Could there even be multiple versions of us?”

He concluded at last.

At this time, Medicine Lady’s aged and wise voice rang out in Yun Xiancheng’s mental space.

As the former number one Alchemist of the Fighting Qi Continent, her ability to understand profound knowledge far exceeded that of ordinary people; she grasped the deep meaning behind Yun Xiancheng’s words almost instantly.

”From this, it can be seen that so-called time is not an objectively existing entity; it is merely a concept, a frame of reference used to describe the movement and change of all things in the universe.”

She continued with a trace of approving laughter: ”As expected of my good disciple. These whimsical ideas of yours truly come one after another, making one want to applaud in admiration!”

Cai Lin, with Xiaoer balanced on her head, suddenly felt that her flat-chested roommate had a decent brain.

She looked at Yun Xiancheng’s peerless face. ”Truly a perfect person—”

Her interest in Yun Xiancheng grew more and more; this person seemed to be shrouded in countless mysteries. Aside from the flaw of being lecherous—though for him, being lecherous didn’t seem like much of a flaw.

Only such a perfect person was qualified to carry Cai Lin’s life... At this moment, Nalan Yanran picked up the invitation, her slender fingers gently rubbing the surface. She tilted her head and asked curiously:

”So, dear Senior Brother... what’s the deal with these two sisters, Han Yue and Han Xue, written on this invitation?” Her tone carried a hint of jealousy.

”Them,” Yun Xiancheng replied with a distant gaze and a calm tone, ”they are your future sisters.”

”I knew it! Husband, you’re going to Jia Nan Academy because you’ve already planned to find new sisters there!” Nalan Yanran puffed out her rosy little lips and grumbled coquettishly.

Looking at her, she had clearly mistaken these two future sisters, Han Xue and Han Yue, for two female students at Jia Nan Academy.

It was close enough, she was half right. Yun Xiancheng smiled:

”Yan Ran is truly as bright as ice and snow.”

Xiao Yan was still immersed in thoughts of time and the future. Her brows furrowed slightly as she proposed a new possibility:

”Then... what if someone from the future really brought this invitation back yesterday to attend the banquet? What would happen then?” Hearing this, Yun Xiancheng turned to look at Xiao Yan, a meaningful smile appearing on his face:

”If that were the case, then today, I wouldn’t be telling you about this future wedding banquet. I would quietly burn this invitation and make up an excuse—for instance, saying that I wrote the words ’Future Banquet’ simply to practice my calligraphy, with no other special meaning.”

”Brilliant! Simply brilliant!”

Medicine Lady couldn’t help but praise him again in Yun Xiancheng’s mental space.

”You brat, you really are incredibly clever! First, by holding this future wedding banquet, you anchored the fact that we would inevitably gather here, because this gathering is the prerequisite for drawing our future selves back. But if someone from the future actually came, and you then canceled the banquet—then where would our future selves have learned of the gathering to travel back in the first place? Wouldn’t that fall into an unsolvable paradox?”

”Truly worthy of being the disciple I chose; such meticulousness is truly breathtaking!” Medicine Lady sighed with emotion. Xiao Yan pondered for a long time before she finally began to understand the brilliance of Yun Xiancheng’s maneuver.

”So...” Xiao Yan looked at Yun Xiancheng tentatively and asked slowly, ”The conclusion that time travel doesn’t exist is certain. And then? What does—”

—this prove?”

Yun Xiancheng smiled slightly, his smile gentle and profound:

”It proves that the past and the future are both illusions. Only the present we inhabit is real. Every one of us is a—”

—unique, non-replicable existence in this world.”

237 Return to the Snake-People Clan

After spending a pleasant time with his wives, Yun Xiancheng set out on the road to Jia Nan Academy.

Within Yun Xiancheng’s vast Sea of Consciousness, a figure formed from a wisp of consciousness gazed at the stunning woman reclining on a swaying jade chair. ”Cai Lin, do you really not plan to go back and see your clan?” he asked warmly, his words carrying a hint of subtle concern.

Queen Medusa, Cai Lin, was currently not the cold and glamorous monarch who awed the Tagor Desert, but rather more like a lazy and charming young girl. She slightly opened her narrow, alluring vertical pupils. Hearing this, she simply shook her head, her voice carrying a unique rasp and magnetism:

”Those two girls, Yue Mei and Xiao Hua, are now at the Dou Huang level. With them there to guard the Snake-People Tribe, it should be more than enough. I... I’ll go back a bit later; there’s no rush for now.”

”That doesn’t sound like a responsible Queen, Your Majesty.” Yun Xiancheng’s consciousness figure turned slightly, skillfully adjusting the perspective so she could clearly perceive the scenes of the outside world.

At this moment, inside the speeding luxury carriage, Yun Xiancheng’s physical body sat cross-legged by the window, eyes slightly closed, with a faint glow of Fighting Qi swirling around him, clearly immersed in cultivation.