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

309: Section 309She cupped one of Yun Xiancheng’s hands with both of hers, raising her exquisite, jade-carved little face.

With a tone that was both self-assured and yet sweet enough to melt honey, she declared: ”I want you to feed me! Today’s energy! Now, immediately, right away!”

In the past, whenever there was such an opportunity to get close to Yun Xiancheng, the other Little Lion would definitely pounce immediately to compete.

However, at this moment, Yun Yan was unusually quiet. She merely knelt silently on Yun Xiancheng’s other side, and before the forceful declaration had completely finished, she had already acted.

She leaned down, and under the gaze of those translucent, amethyst-like eyes, her warm and soft tongue tip extended, carrying a sense of near-piety, gently tracing a moist and scorching path inch by inch across his free hand’s back.

”Oh... what unruly little rascals.”

The bathroom door was quietly pushed open a crack, and Xiao Yu, peeking in, happened to see this sensual and amusing scene. She couldn’t help but exchange a knowing look with the other Young ladies behind her.

Xiao Yu’s eyes were full of playful amusement. She raised her slender index finger and gently placed it against her full lips, making a shushing gesture to the sisters beside her.

”Alright, alright,” Xiao Yu’s voice was extremely low, like a lover’s whisper, carrying a faint, suppressed laugh. ”The little rascals want to eat first,

so let them have it.”

Having said that, she quietly and carefully closed the bathroom door again, isolating the room filled with springtime warmth. Yun Xiancheng’s entire attention was now occupied by the two little rascals on his lap and by his side.

He wasn’t displeased in the slightest by this sudden ”seizure”; instead, a look of helpless yet indulgent amusement appeared on his handsome face. ”Mhm, I keep my promises.”

He replied softly, his tone filled with doting affection for them.

He allowed Zi Yan to domineeringly hold his wrist fixed, as if he truly were the captured prey. The index finger of the hand she held in her palm lifted slightly.

A wisp of soft white light, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, wrapped around his fingertip and gently touched her smooth, full forehead. A strand of extremely pure Dou Qi, carrying the warmth of melting spring snow, continuously flowed in from his fingertip.

As soon as that warm torrent entered her body, Zi Yan’s purple eyes, which always shone with competitive spirit and arrogance, instantly became veiled with a hazy moisture, like a sky washed by spring rain.

Her small face, which had been tense with excitement, relaxed in that instant.

An indescribable sense of comfort, as if her soul were soaking in warm spring water, rapidly spread from the point between her eyebrows throughout her entire body.

That feeling of utter relief made her so comfortable that her breathing paused for a moment, and immediately afterward, a deeply satisfied, nasal hum escaped her throat.

Ah. Just like that. ”Mmm—”

Her entire body went soft, and she leaned lazily against Yun Xiancheng, like a cat whose fur had just been stroked.

It seemed to have awakened a deeper, primal desire stemming from her Ancient Void Dragon Bloodline. She almost instinctively guided Yun Xiancheng’s hand.

She unhesitatingly brought the index finger—which had just bestowed upon her such supreme pleasure and still carried the warmth of her forehead—into her mouth.

Her soft, delicate lips first enveloped the first joint of his finger, followed immediately by her warm, slick mouth, greedily taking it deeper. Her small tongue curled awkwardly yet vigorously, trying to extract more and more of the energy that made her soul tremble from his fingertip. Yun Xiancheng turned his gaze to the other side, the smile on his lips deepening.

He saw that Yun Yan had, at some point, already taken the finger of his other hand into her mouth.

She was not as eager or domineering as Zi Yan; instead, she savored it delicately, with a pious demeanor akin to sacrificing oneself to feed a hawk. Her small tongue tip, like the most skilled painter, patiently traced every line and groove of his fingertip, stroke by stroke.

Noticing his gaze, she slowly lifted her eyelids. A ripple of smugness and dependence spread in her deep purple eyes, as if she were silently boasting: ”Husband, look, I know how to please you better than that Fledgling Dragon.”

Two small bodies: one domineeringly and ostentatiously occupied his embrace, demanding sweet nectar; the other quietly and gently leaned by his side, offering

devotion.

They were both using the most primal and purest methods to absorb the aura and energy that made their bloodlines boil and that they were utterly addicted to.

The warm mouths delicately sucked and licked, and the subtle, moist sounds made by their tongues intertwining with his fingerpads faintly composed a sensual yet innocent movement in the steamy bathroom.

After a long while, as if having made a pact, they reluctantly released his fingers.

A crystal-bright, suggestive line of saliva connected his fingers and their delicate lips, slowly stretching as they pulled back, drawing a glittering arc in the air before silently dissipating under the force of gravity.

Both of their distinctly exquisite little faces were now flushed, and the shifting gaze in their eyes was full of the languor and satisfaction that followed a fulfilling meal.

”Mmm—Zi Yan is full, so sleepy, time to go back to bed!” Zi Yan let out a small, satisfied burp, looking exactly like a kitten that had secretly stolen cream.

She wriggled her soft body, ready to slide off Yun Xiancheng’s lap with satisfaction and end this ”extra meal” that had delighted her body and mind. The moment she moved, her slender wrist was firmly grasped by another equally slender small hand; the force wasn’t great, but it carried a certain implication.

Yun Yan had stood up at some point. Her small stature now carried an air of condescending authority as she quietly looked at Zi Yan, stopping her attempt to leave with just her eyes.

Trying to run? Not so easy.

Yun Yan released Zi Yan’s wrist and turned to face Yun Xiancheng again.

She raised her hand, and her pale fingertips gently hooked the tie of the thin garment she was wearing, pulling it lightly without hesitation.

The soft fabric, like a butterfly that had lost its support, silently slid down her slender, smooth shoulders and quietly gathered at her waist, revealing the delicate body beneath—not yet fully developed but already taking shape, like fine mutton-fat white jade.

Seeing this, Yun Xiancheng sighed lightly in exasperation, then reached out, placing his warm palm gently on her flat, smooth lower abdomen. His fingertips slowly moved upward along the clearly visible, graceful lines of her ribs. His actions were filled with an inexpressible tenderness and affection. They truly were two... troublesome little rascals.

”Zi Yan, you are not allowed to leave.” Yun Yan turned her head and met Zi Yan’s eyes, which were filled with confusion.

At this moment, her purple eyes no longer held the usual antagonism and competitive spirit; instead, they held a queen-like declaration.

336 Bathing Together

Zi Yan froze completely.

She looked at the naked body before her, bathed in mist and extremely similar to her own size. She watched Yun Yan so openly accept Yun Xiancheng’s fingers, which carried a thin layer of moisture, roaming over her skin.

An inexplicable emotion, mixed with intense curiosity and a hint of heat, made her forget all rebuttal and argument. She merely swallowed unconsciously.

”Husband fed us until we were full,”

Yun Yan’s voice was light and soft, like a feather brushing the heart, but the content of her words carried an absolute certainty, as if it were only right and proper: ”Naturally, we must also feed Husband until he is full.”

”Husband? But I’m not one.” Zi Yan started to retort but immediately quieted down, saying no more, remaining rooted to the spot as if anticipating something. Yun Yan turned around, and her pair of nimble little hands reached for Yun Xiancheng’s lapel, skillfully untying the sash of his white robe, which was slightly damp with steam.

After that, she pulled up Zi Yan, who was still standing dumbfounded, and without question, brought her along into the large, warm, White Marble Bath.

“Splash—”

The warm pool water washed over their skin, bringing a wave of comfortable warmth.

The water gently rippled, quickly submerging Yun Xiancheng’s muscular waist.

He leaned leisurely against the smooth side of the bath, his dark hair spread over his shoulders, allowing the two little rascals to busy themselves in front of him, one on the left and one on the right, like an emperor receiving service.

Yun Yan didn’t hesitate at all. She took a deep breath, and her small body plunged silently into the water like a boneless fish. The warm pool water covered her head, spreading circles of tiny ripples.

A moment later, she poked her wet little head out from between Yun Xiancheng’s slightly parted knees. Her dark hair clung tightly to her delicate cheeks, making her purple eyes look even more dazzlingly moist.

And her two small hands had already precisely grasped the sleeping ”buzhou divine mountain” underwater, which symbolized absolute power and the source of life.

Her skilled technique, completely inconsistent with her size, quickly began to respond rhythmically. ”Ah—!” Zi Yan opened her mouth wide, afraid to look.

But somehow, she still left a gap between her fingers, allowing her to see Yun Yan, whose face was full of concentration, plucking the strings. It turned out

that majestic and grand visual shock made her unable to help but let out a short cry mixed with slight trembling and awe. Yun Yan seemed to have anticipated this, even showing a hint of small pride.

She lifted her head, her small mouth slightly parted, and unhesitatingly took the massive, mushroom-like tip entirely into her mouth.

Her tender mouth was instantly stretched to its limit, causing both her cheeks to puff out slightly, forming an arc that was both extremely cute and breathtaking.

She even let out a satisfied, indistinct whimper, as if she had tasted the most delicious delicacy in the world. Zi Yan stared blankly at this scene, her body reacting completely faster than her mind could process.

Unconsciously mimicking Yun Yan’s posture, she also slowly knelt before Yun Xiancheng, the gentle waves supporting her body. Her curiosity toward Yun Xiancheng finally completely overwhelmed her initial shock and shyness.

For a moment, the bathroom fell completely silent, leaving only the faint sound of the water gently rippling, and the subtle, moist, and ambiguous sounds of Yun Yan when she swallowed.

A strange, sweet, and cloying scent, mixed with Dragon Saliva and beast fragrance, began to slowly permeate the humid air.

That was the unique fragrance instinctively emitted by their bodies. Yun Yan’s eyes were already glistening, her gaze seductive.

After a while, she seemed to have been suddenly attacked; white light overflowed from her nasal cavity and the corners of her mouth, and she collapsed into Yun Xiancheng’s arms with a look of utter bliss. ”This tastes much better than the energy from before,” Yun Yan mumbled indistinctly.

Zi Yan hesitated for a moment, using Dou Qi to wipe away the grime from the Buzhou Mountain, completely afraid to look up into Yun Xiancheng’s eyes. A feeling spread from her dantian Purple Palace throughout her entire body.

Clumsily, she gently pressed her flushed cheek against the warm, firm pillar.

That powerful aura, which was richer and more primal than the pure Dou Qi previously transferred from his fingertips, mixed with Yun Xiancheng’s unique, refreshing body fragrance, rushed over her, causing her entire body to tremble slightly, as if she had been electrocuted.

She extended her tender pink tongue, tentatively and awkwardly licking it. An indescribably sweet taste exploded on her taste buds... Finally, a scorching torrent, carrying the purest energy of life, suddenly gushed out.

The rich and pure Life Source Crystal was entirely sprinkled onto the faces and bodies of the two Little Lion. Like two children who had received the most precious treasure, after their initial daze,

they cautiously reached out their fingers, carefully scraping off the warm, viscous nectar from their cheeks, and then, with expressions of satisfaction and reverence, put it into their mouths, closed their eyes, and delicately savored the supreme nourishment.

The moment the Source Crystal entered her stomach, a warm current, several times stronger than before, instantly spread to every corner of her body. Zi’s cheeks were so red they almost bled; her whole body went limp, and she could no longer hold herself up,

Her entire small body shrank into the water, leaving only a pair of watery purple eyes, flickering with shyness and satisfaction, blinking on the surface, afraid to meet Yun Xiancheng’s gaze.

”Good girls.” Yun Xiancheng’s low chuckle echoed in the bathroom, carrying a slightly hoarse magnetism.

He extended his warm large hands, covering both wet Little Lion heads simultaneously, gently and soothingly rubbing them.

He picked up the Natural Soapberry nearby and carefully rubbed it in his broad palm to create dense, rich foam, then began to wash their delicate bodies, which were stained with essence and Source Crystal.

Shyness and awkwardness came and went quickly for the two Little Lion.

Soon, they were once again clustered around Yun Xiancheng, one on the left and one on the right, maintaining a clear distinction between them.

Zi Yan originally didn’t want to interact much with Yun Yan; that Little Lion was too stupid. If it weren’t for... Zi Yan raised her head, looking at Yun Xiancheng who was washing her hair.

But Yun Yan was his wife, and she was not. At the same time, she intimately accepted Yun Xiancheng washing them.

Under Yun Xiancheng’s gentle washing, the two Little Lion quickly regained their vitality, glaring at the other side with wide, still eyes, both wanting to monopolize Yun Xiancheng.

Satisfied, they leaned against Yun Xiancheng’s chest and back, like two overly clingy kittens, intimately rubbing their freshly washed, smooth, and slippery bodies against his firm, warm chest and arms.

Yun Xiancheng’s palm slid gently and meticulously over every inch of their delicate skin, and the rich foam grew thicker and thicker.

Soon, it piled up on the water surface, turning the entire bath into a soft, white, fragrant world, perfectly concealing the tight, heart-pounding intimacy beneath the water.

337 Please accept my... The heat from the bath had not yet completely dissipated from his body, and Yun Xiancheng was wearing only a set of loose, comfortable white Inner Garments.

His hair tips still carried the dampness and moisture that hadn’t dried, as he leisurely walked through the corridors of his Residence. The clear moonlight outside the corridor was like water, illuminating his figure softly and vaguely.

The night was deep, but the Residence was still brightly lit, showing no sign of settling down.

Just as he reached the corner of a side hall where a Glazed Lamp hung, a lively figure suddenly darted out from behind the door.

Hu Jia was quick-witted, darting out like a successful thief, quickly pecking him on the cheek and leaving a kiss with a sweet, fruity scent. Before he could react, she giggled and vanished behind the door in a flash.

Immediately after, Xiao Mei moved with graceful steps, gracefully blocking his path. She was not as playful as Hu Jia, but she was bolder and more direct. The young lady stood on her tiptoes, naturally wrapped her arms around his neck, and accurately pressed a soft kiss onto his lips.

Finally, she lightly traced his jawline with her fingertips before retreating triumphantly, casting a victorious glance toward the hall.

Yun Xiancheng was long accustomed to these ”surprise attacks” full of youthful vigor. He simply stood there smiling, letting them fool around.

The figure in the moonlight-white dress slowly walked out from the hall. Xiao Xun’er came before him, her bright, autumn-water eyes holding a deeper emotion, different from the others.

She did not joke around like the other girls, but quietly straightened his slightly ruffled collar, then raised her head and gently, solemnly, pressed a kiss onto the corner of his lips.

The touch was soft and lingering, carrying a slight, barely perceptible, wistful sigh.

”Tonight,” she stepped back half a pace, looked up at him, and softly instructed, her tone like that of a Chief Wife caring for a Husband about to travel far, ”Please be serious, and don’t bully Sister Xue Ni. Her personality... and it’s a memorable first day, unlike us.”

Hearing this, the smile in Yun Xiancheng’s eyes grew warmer. He raised his hand and gently rubbed her smooth cheek with his fingertip, his movement as soft as if he were handling a rare treasure.

”When have I ever bullied you?” he asked, his clear voice sounding like clashing jade in the quiet night. ”Don’t worry, I won’t let her suffer any grievance. Besides, isn’t Xiao Yu there watching over things?”

Only after receiving his assurance did the stone hanging in Xiao Xun’er’s heart finally drop.

But the heart that had just relaxed was immediately filled with another, stronger, sour emotion.

She looked at him, at the face she longed for day and night, at the tenderness in his eyes that was enough to drown a person, and she could no longer restrain herself.

She stepped forward again. This time, the kiss was deeper and more forceful. Her tongue pried open his lips and teeth, clumsily yet eagerly, demanding his breath.

Only when both their breaths became ragged did she slightly pull back. A thin layer of mist quickly covered her clear eyes, refracting the moonlight outside the window.

”Husband—” she spoke, her voice carrying a slight, uncontrollable tremor, ”I really, really want to... truly be joined with you.”

A crystalline tear finally escaped, sliding down her beautiful cheek. Yun Xiancheng’s heart tightened. He reached out, pulled her soft waist into his embrace, lowered his head, and gently kissed away the salty tear with his own lips.

His tongue gently licked her moist eyelashes, inch by inch. That tender and cherishing action carried more soothing power than any words.

”You will,” he held her tightly in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her fragrant hair, his voice low and firm,

”Xun’er, trust me. When we are strong enough—strong enough to disregard all rules and restrictions—I will give you a true, complete Official Status. That day won’t be far off.”

She naturally knew this was a strict order from her mother and her clan, the shackles she, as the inheritor of the Gu Clan’s Divine Grade Bloodline, had to bear. But logic was logic, and emotion was emotion. Watching sister after sister receive favor while she could only wait outside the door,

That bitterness and unwillingness, stemming from feminine instinct, would still surface occasionally, gnawing at her heart. Tonight, this emotion peaked after witnessing Xue Ni’s impending ”favor.”

She needed an outlet for her feelings, she needed his hug, a promise. Now, she had received it.

The knot in her heart mostly dissipated. She stepped out of his embrace, hastily wiped her face with her cuff, and regained her composure and grace. She gently pushed Yun Xiancheng’s chest, signaling him with her eyes toward her bedroom.

”Go now, don’t keep Sister Xue Ni and Sister Yu waiting anxiously.” Her words already carried the demeanor of a dignified and generous Main Wife managing the inner Residence, even though she was certainly not the only girl in this courtyard harboring the same thoughts.