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

311: Section 311As for the Xue Ni from just now, she was like a newly ripened plum, carrying a hint of youthful tartness and a unique fragrance, much like the Xiao Yu of years past. Yet, that clumsy yet incomparably sincere devotion unique to the first time was just as pure and left one with an endless aftertaste. One was a newly blooming winter plum, and the other was a wild mountain spring.

To Yun Xiancheng, the newly blooming winter plum was a unique and precious sight, a memory worth remembering forever. Skills could be cultivated through the accumulation of time and intense love; they were replicable.

But that initial, unique, pure, and flawless blooming was a precious moment that occurred only once in a lifetime and could never be replicated.

This was the unique, exclusive, and eternal vow the Young ladies whispered to him. [Deleted]

”Husband, you’re bad [Deleted]”

The love and amazing chemistry between the two were displayed to the fullest in this hearty and thorough encounter.

340 New Wife

The three of them slept until the sun was high in the sky before slowly waking up.

Xue Ni and Xiao Yu were like two sunflowers seeking light and heat, one on the left and one on the right, hugging Yun Xiancheng tightly in the middle.

In their unconscious sleep, their bodies still instinctively absorbed that temperature and aura sufficient to settle their souls.

Consciousness was like a small boat floating on a warm ocean, slowly rising from the depths of a dark dream toward the bright surface. Xue Ni’s long eyelashes trembled slightly. The first thing to regain sensation was the firm and warm arm pressed against her cheek.

His clean and refreshing scent, mixed with the lingering charm of last night, wafted around her nose. Everything from last night—those scenes that made one’s face flush—poured into her mind like a tide.

The strange feeling deep within her body, carrying a hint of sweetness, served as a reminder that it wasn’t an illusory dream. Yet, because it was too real, it gave her a strong sense of uncertainty instead.

She hugged that arm even tighter, burying her cheek deep into the crook of his arm, as if to confirm the reality of this possession.

Finally, she mustered all her courage and squeezed out a tentative syllable from her throat, so soft it almost melted in the sunlight.

”Husband?” ”Hmm?”

A low, mellow response, filled with the laziness of just waking up, came from above her head.

Immediately after, a warm index finger gently and reassuringly tapped the tip of her nose. The warmth from the fingertip accurately dispersed the last bit of bewildered haze in her heart.

Xue Ni slowly raised her eyelids and met those smiling, deep eyes. He leaned down, and a warm, dry kiss was solemnly imprinted on her forehead.

”Good morning, my wife.” Wife.

An indescribable heat surged from her heart, quickly spreading from head to toe, and finally gathering at the Purple Palace of the Dantian in the deepest part of her body.

She could clearly perceive that the inner walls there were contracting powerfully and uncontrollably, with warm spring dew gurgling out anew.

This sudden physical reaction, purely triggered by words, made her feel ashamed beyond words, her entire face burning. She had no idea how to respond to this declaration that was so heavy yet extremely sweet.

She could only bury her head deeper and tighten her arms, embedding his firm arm deeper between the two divine peaks, responding in a voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

”Good morning, husband.”

This shy warmth did not last long before a rustling movement came from her side. Xiao Yu, who had been sleeping peacefully on the other side, had woken up at some point.

Like a vigorous female leopard, she silently flipped over and accurately straddled Yun Xiancheng’s strong waist and abdomen.

She looked down at the blushing Xue Ni, her slightly curly long hair draped over her smooth shoulders. In the flicker of her eyes, there was the playfulness and smile of someone who had been through it before.

”Xue Ni,” she drawled, teaching in an earnest tone, ”As wives, we should be more proactive in greeting our husband,”

”Instead of always waiting for him to speak first.”

Before she finished speaking, she stopped looking at Xue Ni. Instead, she lowered her head, cupped Yun Xiancheng’s face with both hands, and dominantly and passionately pressed her warm, soft lips against his.

This was a deep kiss full of possessiveness and practiced skill.

Xue Ni almost held her breath, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring unblinkingly at this highly impactful scene.

When their lips and tongues intertwined, the subtle, wet sounds were infinitely magnified in the quiet bedroom, clearly reaching Xue Ni’s ears. It caused her already burning cheeks to heat up a few more degrees, and her heart beat so fast it almost jumped out of her chest.

After a long time, only when Xiao Yu contentedly ended this ”teaching demonstration” and left his lips with a bit of glistening saliva did Xue Ni’s world begin to turn again.

Xiao Yu’s encouraging and urging gaze made it impossible for her to escape any longer.

Taking a deep breath as if she had made a decision, she released his arm, propped herself up on the mattress, and slowly moved her upper body closer.

Her kiss was still clumsy. It was just two soft lips pressing awkwardly together.

But Yun Xiancheng wasn’t the least bit impatient. He tilted his head slightly, used his tongue to gently pry open her tightly closed teeth, and patiently and persuasively guided her lost and stiff little tongue.

From the initial touch to the tentative entanglement, and then to the gradually emboldened sucking and responding. Xue Ni learned slowly, but she was exceptionally serious, trying to remember every guidance and every deepening he provided.

This morning kiss, interwoven with teaching and love, lasted for who knows how long before it ended. When the three of them finally got up to dress, Xue Ni went to the dressing table alone. When her gaze inadvertently met her reflection in the mirror, she froze on the spot.

The person in the mirror... who is it?

That face, the features and contours were still familiar, but her entire aura had undergone an earth-shaking change.

Her skin was no longer slightly dull as it used to be; instead, it was like fine mutton-fat jade—delicate, smooth, and radiating a layer of moist, healthy luster from within.

Her eyes, which were once slightly dim, were now shimmering with water, as if they held a clear spring. Between her glances, there was even a hint of indescribable charm.

Her lips were naturally red without any makeup, appearing full and tender like cherries after rain. This was no longer the Xue Ni who was inconspicuous in a crowd and even somewhat self-conscious.

The young lady in the mirror was bright and moving, her brows and eyes touched with the newly blooming charm belonging to a woman.

A strong emotion, mixed with shock and ecstasy, suddenly gripped her heart. She could recognize it was herself, but she couldn’t believe she could actually be... this beautiful.

She reached out, her fingertips trembling as she gently touched the smooth cheek of the person in the mirror. That delicate and smooth sensation was so real, yet so foreign.

She knew very well who this transformative change originated from.

Last night, what he passed to her was not just..., but the purest energy containing the source of life. That nourishment had cleansed her body from the inside out, causing a qualitative transformation.

But because of this, a stronger emotion, similar to a guilty conscience, followed the ecstasy and quietly occupied her heart. She had only... only offered her insignificant love and body, yet she had received such a precious gift that was enough to change her life.

This unconditional giving gave her a heavy feeling of being unworthy. Her gaze moved past her own shoulder and, through the mirror’s reflection, looked at the man not far away.

Xiao Yu was skillfully tidying his collar, while he just stood quietly, letting her perform the actions.

A set of the most ordinary light purple Jia Nan Academy uniform robes looked exceptionally elegant and ethereal on him.

I... am going to be his wife.

This thought made Xue Ni’s heart tighten slightly. The status of a wife was sacred in her heart and required responsibility. She should share her husband’s worries and help him, rather than just blindly and unilaterally demanding and receiving like this.

But what could she do for him? In terms of strength, she was at the bottom of this Inner Academy where geniuses gathered; in terms of intelligence, she was far from being as clever and clear-headed as Xiao Yu; in terms of family background, she was a complete blank.

Thinking of this, Xue Ni couldn’t help but feel a bit discouraged, and she helplessly raised her hand to touch her head. However, this small worry was soon diluted by the immense joy of being his wife.

She quickly dressed, casually combed her long hair neatly, and then, unable to restrain herself any longer, she picked up her skirt and ran toward him with a skip in her step.

”Husband!”

Like a young swallow returning to its nest, she hugged his waist tightly from behind, pressing her cheek against his broad, warm back and rubbing against it vigorously.

Yun Xiancheng turned around and met her sparkling eyes filled with pure joy. A gentle smile appeared on his handsome face. He raised his hand and reassuringly rubbed the top of her soft hair.

”Let’s go. It’s getting late. Everyone is probably waiting for us to have breakfast.”

341 Little Sister, Why Don’t You Call Me Big Sister?

When Yun Xiancheng, Xiao Yu, and Xue Ni walked into the Main Hall side by side, the soft laughter and chatter that had been flowing in the air seemed to be gently paused by an invisible hand.

Everyone’s gaze, filled with either curiosity or scrutiny, eventually converged on Xue Ni in a silent understanding.

The flush that had not yet fully faded from her cheeks, along with the moist luster in the corners of her eyes, silently told the story of last night’s sweetness. The Young ladies were all experienced and naturally recognized the change in Xue Ni.

Xiao Yu’s demeanor was composed and elegant. A smile played on her lips, and her eyes were filled with joy. A sense of satisfaction wrapped around her like warm water as she calmly accepted everyone’s gaze.

”Zhuo’an!”

Xiao Yan was the first to speak. With a slight sway of her body, she left her seat and moved gracefully to stand before Yun Xiancheng.

The greeting was merely a lead-in. Her clear, black-and-white eyes soon turned toward Xue Ni, flickering with a puzzling scrutiny. That gaze was so direct that Xue Ni’s back instinctively tensed. She lowered her eyes, her fingers restlessly twisting the hem of her clothes, as the rhythmic thumping of her heart...

...became clear in her ears.

Xiao Yan’s lips curled slightly, neither approving nor disapproving of Xue Ni’s nervous state. After staring for a moment, until fine beads of sweat formed on Xue Ni’s forehead, she finally spoke slowly: ”Sister, you entered our family quite late.”

Xue Ni looked up blankly, meeting Xiao Yan’s unfathomable eyes. She didn’t quite understand the meaning behind Xiao Yan’s sudden words. The smile in Xiao Yan’s eyes deepened as she leaned forward, close to Xue Ni’s ear, and whispered the second half of her sentence: ”So...”

...Sister, call me ’Sister’ a few times.”

As soon as those words were uttered, the air in the hall instantly froze.

Nalan Yanran’s elegant brows furrowed slightly as she was the first to break the silence: ”How can you be like this? Looking for trouble with Sister Xue Ni so early in the morning.”

Her tone held a hint of disapproval. As an older sister, why care about such a small difference in titles? Hmph, Xiao Yan is still not as good as me.

Sitting to one side, Xiao Xun’er’s fanning motion paused for a brief moment. Behind the fan, a flash of unexpected emotion crossed her autumn-water eyes.

Xiao Yi Xian slammed her medicine pestle heavily into the stone mortar. She looked up, her beautiful almond eyes glaring at Xiao Yan: ”Well played, Xiao Yan! Back then, when I asked you to call me ’Sister,’ you made all sorts of excuses; now, you’re quite proactive in forcing others to call you ’Sister’!”

Back then, relying on her cultivation which had reached the level of a Dou Wang first, she had tried to gain a verbal advantage, only to hit a wall with Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran. She had never forgotten that little ’grudge’.

Xiao Yan turned a deaf ear to Xiao Yi Xian’s ’accusation.’ Her entire attention remained focused on Xue Ni like a beam of light, waiting for a result.

Xue Ni didn’t have much psychological pressure regarding this. When she met them during the Fire Energy Hunting Competition, she had already called these Young ladies ’Sister’! This wasn’t a difficult form of address.

Rather, those previous instances were just formalities, whereas this ’Sister’ represented the Young ladies’ acceptance of her. ”Oh... Oh, Si... Sister...”

She looked up, once again meeting Xiao Yan’s eyes, which were looking directly at her without any malice. The nervousness that had been lingering in her heart—the fear of not being able to fit into this family—vanished.

She pursed her lips, suppressing her shyness, and called out softly in a slightly trembling but exceptionally clear and sweet voice: ”Sister Xiao Yan.” This call was like a key that instantly dissolved the tense scrutiny on Xiao Yan’s face. Her eyes curved into crescents as she reached out and affectionately...

...patted Xue Ni’s shoulder.

”Hehe... Not bad, Sister Xue Ni. From now on, we are family. Be more at ease and don’t be so formal.” ”Da!”

A crisp sound of a finger flick. Yun Xiancheng withdrew his hand, having flicked Xiao Yan’s smooth forehead. ”Making a scene here so early in the morning just for this.” Xiao Yan covered her forehead, but showed no sign of annoyance. She took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Yun Xiancheng’s arm and leaned her cheek against it, her voice soft and sweet: ”It was Yaner’s...”

...fault, husband, please don’t blame me.”

At this moment, the trepidation Xue Ni felt upon entering a new environment had mostly faded, replaced by a sense of peace and courage from being accepted.

She spoke up on her own to help Xiao Yan out: ”No, Sister Xiao Yan’s actions... were not inappropriate.” After saying this, she gently pulled her hand away from Yun Xiancheng’s support and straightened her back.

Summoning her courage, she took a step forward and first walked to the dignified Xiao Xun’er, bowing gracefully: ”Sister Xun’er.”

Then, she turned to Nalan Yanran, who had spoken up for her earlier, her eyes filled with gratitude: ”Sister Yanran.” Next was Xiao Yi Xian, whose eyes flashed with anticipation: ”Sister Yi Xian~”

Then came Xiao Mei and Hu Jia. Xue Ni walked to each of them in turn, her voice becoming more natural and fluent each time: ”Sister Xiao Mei, Sister Hu Jia.” Finally, she stopped before her best friend, Xiao Yu. Seeing the playful smile in her friend’s eyes, Xue Ni couldn’t help but curl her lips as well, calling out...

...in a spoiled, drawn-out tone: ”Yu—Sis—ter—”

Naturally, when she walked to Yun Yan and Zi Yan, two little girls who were clearly much younger than her, she couldn’t bring herself to say ”Sister” no matter what.

Yun Yan didn’t care about these formalities at all. She jumped forward, grabbed Xue Ni’s hand, tilted her small face up, and called out clearly: ”Sister Xue Ni!” Zi Yan, however, had some issues with Yun Yan’s behavior.

She had always considered herself the boss... well, even if she was second only to Yun Xiancheng, she should still be the second-in-command.

But now, seeing Yun Yan so sweetly calling someone ”Sister” and easily lowering her seniority made the little girl a bit dissatisfied. Her cheeks puffed out instantly as she glared at Yun Yan: ”You spineless Lion!”

”Hmph, but I am husband’s lawfully wedded wife.” Yun Yan puffed out her small chest, her words instantly extinguishing all of Zi Yan’s fire. Zi Yan’s momentum collapsed; her shoulders slumped, and she looked completely deflated, no longer worrying about the seniority dispute of ”sisters.”

This series of composed and elegant actions made the atmosphere in the Main Hall become incredibly harmonious. The Young ladies, who had originally been watching with a spectator’s mindset, now looked at Xue Ni with more genuine smiles and acceptance.

Xiao Xun’er put down her fan and turned her gaze toward Yun Xiancheng, speaking softly: ”I think Xiao Yan’s action was not inappropriate; instead, it helps Sister Xue Ni integrate into our family sooner.”

Xiao Mei, sitting nearby, rested her chin on her hand, her eyes dreamy. She was clearly immersed in those calls of ”Sister,” a silly smile hanging on her lips.

Hu Jia’s reaction was even more intense. She had buried her flushed face in her arms, lying on the table with her shoulders shaking slightly, though it was unclear if she was laughing secretly or savoring the moment.

Xiao Yi Xian picked up the medicine pestle again, unhurriedly grinding the medicine while humming an out-of-tune, lighthearted melody.

Although she failed to gain an advantage over Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan, the new sister’s solemn call of ”Sister” was enough to comfort her little obsession.

Yun Xiancheng looked around at the warm and lively scene, a helpless yet doting smile appearing on his lips. He nodded and let them be.

342 He is Different

The Young ladies ate in small bites, enjoying this rare collective breakfast time.

After a few mouthfuls of porridge, warmth spread from her stomach. Xiao Xun’er elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth with a white silk handkerchief, being the first to break the silence. ”Speaking of which, are there any plans for today?” Her clear eyes looked toward Yun Xiancheng in the main seat, her voice soft and pleasant.

Yun Xiancheng set down his white porcelain spoon, which made a crisp clink against the rim of the bowl. He looked at Nalan Yanran beside him and gently announced the primary agenda for today:

”In a bit, I plan to accompany Yanran to the Arena Management Office to formally process the challenge she arranged with Junior Sister Liu Fei regarding the Dou Ling rank.” As soon as he finished speaking, a small hand holding half a fried dough stick shot up from across the table, accompanied by a crisp, unhesitating voice.

”Then I want to go too!” Xiao Yan swallowed her last bite of food and leaned forward, her dark eyes sparkling with excitement, clearly eager for a spectacle.

Yun Xiancheng raised his hand, his slender fingers reaching across half the table to accurately and gently flick Xiao Yan’s smooth forehead. The action held a hint of helplessness and was full of doting.

”The rest of you should focus on your cultivation.” He withdrew his hand, his voice clear and gentle. ”Wandering around with me all day—what kind of behavior is that?”

”Ugh—” Xiao Yan immediately covered her forehead and leaned back, her mouth pouting slightly. Her large eyes instantly filled with a layer of mist as she looked at him pitifully, looking exactly like a wronged and innocent pet being scolded by its master.

Yun Xiancheng was already immune to Xiao Yan’s effortless performance. He reached out again, this time directly pinching her puffed-out cheeks and pulling them gently to both sides.

”That’s enough, put away that expression.” He suppressed a smile and feigned seriousness. ”Go and cultivate. You are not allowed to follow my example and wander around everywhere.”