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

271: Section 271249 The One Who Killed Yao Chan

In the city’s auction house, Yun Xiancheng sat in the private room belonging to the Heavenly Serpent Mansion, facing the Medicine Lady, while the other Young ladies focused their attention on the auction.

”Master, if you have any unpleasant thoughts, please speak freely. Chenger is here to listen quietly.”

Yun Xiancheng’s gentle and calm voice, like a clear spring, softly dissipated in Yao Chan’s somewhat chaotic mind.

Her eyes, which had been trembling slightly from excitement, gradually calmed down after meeting Yun Xiancheng’s tranquil gaze. ”Hmm.”

Yao Chan nodded lightly, her small, delicate head slightly lowered. After a moment of silence, she slowly said, ”Chenger, it’s time I told you about my past.”

Upon hearing this, Yun Xiancheng’s face showed a gentle, faint smile.

He reached out his hands and carefully lifted the petite and exquisite Medicine Lady, his movements so gentle as if fearing to startle her. Then, he lowered his head slightly and pressed a light kiss on her small, delicate forehead.

”Oh my! You child! I told you not to do such frivolous things at such a solemn and dignified moment!”

The Medicine Lady’s pretty face flushed red from his sudden intimacy. She playfully stomped her foot lightly in his broad, warm palm and said in a sweet voice.

”Cough, cough.” She coughed twice, trying to calm her slightly chaotic thoughts. She closed her eyes again, and her expression became serious and solemn.

”Listen carefully, Chenger!”

She said, word for word, in a somewhat authoritative tone,

”I, Yao Chan, was once an existence at the pinnacle of the Alchemist world on the Fighting Qi Continent! The world revered me as Venerable Yao! I was also the founder of the Starfall Pavilion in Central Plains—

—and the champion of the Pill Tower Alchemist Competition, overpowering all heroes to claim the title!”

At this point, as if worried that Yun Xiancheng wouldn’t believe her somewhat ”glorious” past, she couldn’t help but quietly peek at Yun Xiancheng with one eye, a hint of nervousness and expectation in her gaze.

Yun Xiancheng nodded and said, ”Yes, Master, you are indeed the continent’s number one Alchemist. I believe you.” Yao Chan immediately closed her eyes with satisfaction and continued:

”Before I died, I once took a Disciple.”

”Han Fenger, right?” ”Yes, it was her.”

Yao Chan said with some sadness, ”She should be considered your Senior Sister. I raised her as my own daughter, but she betrayed me, colluded with outsiders, and killed me.”

She clenched her fists in dissatisfaction:

”And to think I saved her the first time we met, a Hundred-Eyed Wolf!”

There was no difference from the plot Yun Xiancheng knew, except that Yao Chan took a female Disciple.

”Master, your Disciple understands your feelings,” he said softly, his tone carrying a hint of comfort.

[This tragedy of a Master and Disciple turning against each other lies in tiny misunderstandings that were not communicated in time. And what ultimately leads to that irreversible abyss is often the unnecessary concealment and suspicion between them.]

That ethereal and somewhat gentle female voice now resonated perfectly in the depths of Yun Xiancheng’s mind, softly explaining the deeper reasons that might lie behind this tragedy.

[So, many times, being open and honest is much better than pretending to be mysterious and deliberately hiding things.] Yun Xiancheng heard this voice, but his heart remained calm. Instead, he retorted:

”Don’t use riddles to state the danger of riddles!” (I like it.)

The Beauty’s voice drifted in Yun Xiancheng’s mind; he could even hear the laughter embedded in her words.

The Medicine Lady looked into Yun Xiancheng’s eyes and softly asked, ”Chenger, do you want your Senior Sister?” ”?”

Yun Xiancheng was startled and asked, ”Don’t you hate her very much?”

The Medicine Lady lowered her head and whispered, ”After all, I raised her for more than ten years and regarded her as my own daughter. Even if she betrayed me, I can’t really bring myself to blame her much.”

”So you want her...” Yun Xiancheng asked.

”If possible, I hope she will live in a deep courtyard and serve only you from now on,” the Medicine Lady finally said.

Yun Xiancheng looked at the Medicine Lady’s downcast, spiritual eyes, filled with anticipation and pleading, and her delicate, pitiful appearance. He couldn’t help but sigh softly.

He was silent for a moment, then finally spoke with a solemn expression:

”Master, she betrayed you; this is an undeniable fact. If she were an utterly wicked person, I would absolutely show no mercy.”

Upon hearing this, the Medicine Lady suddenly raised her delicate head, and her spiritual eyes, which had been filled with some anticipation, instantly filled with anxiety and unease.

She looked at Yun Xiancheng’s serious gaze and quickly argued, ”Chenger, I watched her grow up from a young age. Her nature is absolutely not bad!”

”She still hurt you,” Yun Xiancheng pointed out the core of the problem incisively, his tone calm yet firm.

Upon hearing this, the Medicine Lady was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say. Meanwhile, in the Black-Corner Region.

In a simply furnished room, a young woman in a plain long gown with neat, short green hair was quietly kneeling on the cold floor.

Before her lay a painting that had already yellowed slightly.

The painting depicted two women, one older and one younger, both with peerless Beauty.

The younger white-haired loli wore a magnificent white palace dress, her face exquisitely beautiful, and her snow-like silver hair cascaded freely behind her.

She stood barefoot with crystal-clear, snowy jade feet, proudly atop a blooming giant Ice Lotus. Her bright eyes sparkled with the confidence and flamboyance of the continent’s number one Alchemist, looking down upon the world.

The green-haired girl beside the Medicine Lady was slightly bent at the waist, her wispy bangs completely obscuring her eyes. Her entire being exuded an indescribable aura of inferiority and timidness.

”Liar.”

Han Fenger extended a slender finger, gently caressing Yao Chan’s still confident and flamboyant beautiful face on the painting, slowly uttering these two words filled with endless resentment and sorrow.

Just then, a sudden, bone-chilling coldness abruptly emanated from her storage ring without warning! She froze in place as if struck by a petrification spell.

She murmured subconsciously, her voice trembling slightly with disbelief, ”Master?”

As she spoke, she impatiently took out a crystal-clear ice coffin, entirely carved from ten-thousand-year profound ice, from her storage ring. Inside the ice coffin, a petite and beautiful corpse lay quietly.

That corpse was none other than the Venerable Yao—Yao Chan—who had fallen years ago. Her body was perfect and flawless.

At this moment, from that corpse, which had been frozen for many years, faint but familiar and intimate coldness continuously emanated.

That coldness, seemingly sensing the approach of her lingering soul aura, was emitting silent calls. Back then, after Han Fenger backstabbed her Master Yao Chan, her heart was also filled with endless regret and pain.

Fearing that her Master’s body would be desecrated and humiliated, she secretly placed her Master’s corpse carefully in an ice coffin and kept it close to her, never abandoning it.

Later, she voluntarily left Central Plains, choosing to depart from that troubled land, also worried that Yao Chan’s corpse would be taken by the Hall of Souls that attacked that day.

Time passed, and now, re-examining the past, she discovered many suspicious points. She had believed the Hall of Souls’ narrative, which was somewhat... too foolish.

Han Fenger herself couldn’t explain why she had done such contradictory things back then. Even if her Master had hidden many things from her, she had never doubted her Master.

But the Heavenly Venerate of the Hall of Souls told her that Yao Chan had personally killed her older brother, Han Feng.

Han Fenger had somewhat forgotten what her older brother looked like. She only remembered that on the day she met the Medicine Lady, Han Feng seemed to be doing something, and after leaving the Cave, he never returned.

Then, Yao Chan, with blood on her clothes, found her, her face showing a hint of maternal affection.

Yao Chan really killed Han Feng... After hearing this news, she seemed to suspect that her Master was hiding many things from her... many, many things.

Then the situation developed step by step, finally plunging into an irreversible abyss. Hmm... It’s been so long, is she still missing her Master?

Ultimately, her Master fell, and she became a villain who betrayed her Master, unable to shine as a genius in Central Plains with her Master’s companionship. As a failure, a pathetic wretch, she hid with her Master’s corpse in the Black-Corner Region, this low-lying area.

From the outcome, she had become a knife... a knife pointed at her loved ones. She was guilty.

Han Fenger reached out, her fingertips trembling slightly, gently caressing the cold, bone-chilling coffin lid.

Through that thick layer of profound ice, she still seemed to clearly see the serene and beautiful sleeping face of the person inside the coffin.

Yao Chan lay there quietly with her eyes closed, as if merely in a deep sleep. But this sleep meant eternal separation from this mortal world.

“Revered Master, you’re finally back... Did you bring a Junior Brother or a Junior Sister? No matter what, I have been waiting for you.” Han Fenger was certain that Yao Chan had arrived in the Black-Corner Region.

“You taught me to be kind and sincere to others, yet you were also a liar, hiding many secrets from me. Fenger grew up following your teachings, but ultimately,

I listened to external rumors and destroyed our home...”

She took a deep breath, righteousness shining in her eyes:

“Fenger has grown up. Fenger will follow your righteous path to atone for the sin of betraying you, and I will have no regrets even if I die.”

250 Auction

While Yun Xiancheng and Medicine Lady were softly discussing those long-sealed past events within the private room, Xiao Yan, Nalan Yanran, and Xiao Yi Xian, the three Young ladies, naturally weren’t idle either.

Relying on the reputation of the Heavenly Serpent Mansion and the “generous contributions” of Green Savage, the newly promoted Dou Zong Elder, they managed to achieve some minor gains at this chaotic auction, each acquiring some practical items necessary for their cultivation.

Unlike Yun Xiancheng, who could almost forgo reliance on external resources, if the Young ladies wanted to progress faster on the path of cultivation, various rare heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and medicinal pill assistance were naturally indispensable.

Thanks to the strong support (and corruption) of Green Savage, who was “on their side,” acquiring a large amount of cultivation resources at this auction was not a difficult task for them.

However, the clever Young ladies did not become arrogant or recklessly extravagant because of this favoritism.

When selecting auction items, they were extremely rational and restrained, specifically choosing cost-effective resources that could provide immediate results for their own cultivation.

As for those expensive, impractical “luxury goods” used primarily to display status and wealth, they didn’t even bother to glance at them. After all, they had already made up their minds: once the auction ended, they would accompany their husband to “visit” those

“lucky winners” who had successfully bid on valuable treasures.

At that time, those so-called “precious things” would naturally “return to their rightful owners.” Since that was the case, why bother spending money unnecessarily?

It is worth mentioning that midway through this auction, a special item appeared that greatly piqued Xiao Yan’s interest—a Map Fragment of the Purification Lotus Demon Flame.

The moment Xiao Yan saw that Map Fragment, her heart pounded, and she prepared to bid for it at any cost. She already possessed two fragments, and she had a premonition that the Purification Lotus Demon Flame was fated to be hers.

However, what made her extremely annoyed was that just as she was about to start bidding, the Young Sect Master of the Blood Sect, the infamous evil sect in the Black-Corner Region, suddenly intervened, constantly engaging in fierce competition with her in a manner that was almost “malicious price hiking.”

In the end, considering that the Young Sect Leader of the Blood Sect was essentially seeking death by jumping out like this, Xiao Yan, after weighing the situation, reluctantly suppressed the unwillingness and anger in her heart and gave up competing for that Map Fragment.

Nevertheless, that Young Sect Leader of the Blood Sect, who didn’t know his place, successfully climbed to the top of Xiao Yan’s “Must-Kill List.”

“That arrogant fool! After the auction ends, none of you dare try to steal him from me! He must be dealt with by my own hands!” Xiao Yan said fiercely to Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yi Xian beside her, dangerous cold light flashing in her beautiful eyes, her expression of grinding her teeth

making her look exactly like a little tigress guarding her food.

“Oh my, our Xiao Yan is truly angry now.” Nalan Yanran looked at Xiao Yan’s somewhat “puffed-up” appearance and said with a teasing smile, “He’s a Dou Ling now. Don’t end up being counter-killed.”

“Yan Ran! Are you looking down on me too much!”

Hearing this, Xiao Yan let out a dissatisfied snort, her tone filled with immense confidence, “A mere Dou Ling is not enough to cause me trouble!”

After Yun Xiancheng finished his in-depth conversation about Han Fenger with Medicine Lady, he looked up, his gaze gentle as he watched the Young ladies beside him who were chattering and discussing happily.

He slowly walked over to them. Before he could even say anything, the quick-witted Xiao Yan, like a kitten fishing, swiftly and lightly sat down on Yun Xiancheng’s sturdy left leg, subsequently wrapping her arms tightly around his broad shoulders.

Nalan Yanran, on the other side, naturally refused to be outdone.

Seeing Xiao Yan seize the initiative, she immediately swayed her body like a nimble civet cat and settled firmly onto Yun Xiancheng’s right leg, leaning intimately against his warm chest.

Only Xiao Yi Xian was left standing alone on the side. A hint of envy and grievance flashed in her bright, watery eyes. After pondering for a moment, as if having made up her mind, she took elegant steps and walked behind Yun Xiancheng.

Then, she stretched out her slender, fair hands, white as jade, and hugged Yun Xiancheng tightly from behind, gently pressing her soft, delicate face against Yun Xiancheng’s slightly cool cheek.

Her warm, slightly sweet breath, like a feather, gently tickled the hollow of Yun Xiancheng’s neck, bringing waves of indescribable, tingling itchiness.

Purple Wing, meanwhile, sat elegantly on a nearby mahogany chair, enjoying the fragrant Spirit Tea with Green Savage beside her, while appreciating the heartwarming scene of “Husband and Beauties enjoying themselves together.”

“I say, Lü Man, you are a dignified Dou Zong, personally overseeing this branch of the Heavenly Serpent Mansion in the Black-Corner Region, yet at such an important auction, you haven’t acquired any truly valuable treasures for the Heavenly Serpent Mansion. If this news gets back to the Mansion, aren’t you afraid those old fellows in your sect will blame you for it?”

Yun Ziyi picked up the celadon teacup in her hand, took a small sip of the clear, emerald tea within, and asked, her voice carrying a hint of knowing laziness.

“Hehe, Purple Wing, you are mistaken,” Green Savage said, waving his hand dismissively upon hearing this, a confident “everything is under control” expression appearing on his face as he smiled and explained,

“Our Heavenly Serpent Mansion’s main branch has never been overly concerned with the affairs of this branch located far away in the Black-Corner Region. As long as the annual deficits aren’t too massive, and the amounts aren’t too outrageous, then the Elders in the Mansion naturally won’t bother paying too much attention.”

She paused, then lowered her voice, adding mysteriously in a volume only the two of them could hear,

“Besides, this so-called corruption... is actually a rather sophisticated field of study. As long as one can grasp the right degree and achieve ’appropriateness,’ then one can continue to be ’corrupt’ without anyone noticing.”

“Oh? Corruption? What do you mean by that?” Upon hearing this, a hint of curiosity and confusion flashed in Yun Ziyi’s beautiful phoenix eyes.

And so, Green Savage, like a patient and instructive teacher, enthusiastically began detailing the unique “wisdom” belonging to the human officialdom and workplace to the knowledge-hungry Big Lion.

Just as Green Savage was sparing no effort in imparting his “corruption knowledge” to Yun Ziyi,

Yun Xiancheng, on the other side, was accompanying the three charming Young ladies in his arms with a doting expression, watching the fierce bidding downstairs in the auction hall, where representatives from various major and minor forces in the Black-Corner Region were red-faced and uncompromising in their fight for rare and exotic treasures.

At this point, the auction was already drawing to a close.

251 yin yang dragon profound righteous pill

The later the items appeared, the better they were. Among the final auction items,

Xiao Yi Xian successfully bid on several seemingly inconspicuous but actually highly poisonous rare toxins, relying on her unique discerning eye.

Nalan Yanran acquired an incredibly sharp personal Rapier, meticulously forged from a Magic Core of a Fifth-Tier Magical Beast. As for Xiao Yan, she purchased some relatively rare and precious medicinal ingredients required for refining high-tier medicinal pills.

The money they spent this time naturally all came from the Heavenly Serpent Mansion’s public accounts. Just then, a newly revealed auction item successfully captured Yun Xiancheng’s attention.

It was a seemingly ancient Beast Skin Scroll, recording a Low Earth Rank Movement Technique—Three Thousand Lightning Movement! This Dou Technique was a signature movement Dou Technique frequently used by the protagonist early in the original work.

Its characteristic features were extreme speed and unpredictability. Upon mastering it, one could even conjure three lightning clones identical to the main body, making it impossible to guard against.