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

312: Section 312He let go of her hand and added, ”Besides, didn’t you promise Senior Han Yue that you would help her refine medicinal pills? We cannot be people who go back on our word.”

The moment the name ’Han Yue’ was mentioned, Xiao Yan’s teary face, which was ready to continue its performance, instantly froze.

She opened her mouth but could not utter a single word of rebuttal. In the end, she could only lower her head in defeat, listlessly poking at the white porridge in her bowl with the tip of her chopsticks, drawing circles, her pout deep enough to hang an oil jar from.

With Xiao Yan, the one who loved excitement the most, having been defeated, the other Young ladies who were somewhat tempted, like Xiao Yu and Hu Jia, could only exchange glances and silently give up the idea of following along to watch. After all, cultivation was the proper path.

However, there are always exceptions.

With a light snort in the posture of a victor, Xiao Xun’er had already risen from her seat, her lotus steps moving lightly as she quietly arrived at Yun Xiancheng’s side.

She sat down with a soft grace, as if she had no bones, leaning her entire body against him, her supple arms naturally and tightly wrapping around his arm.

She lifted her smooth chin, her gaze sweeping over the other sisters at the table, especially the recently ’defeated’ Xiao Yan. A hint of undisguised smugness flickered in her eyes.

”Sisters, please focus on your cultivation,” she announced softly. ”By Husband’s side, it is enough to have Xun’er accompanying him.”

Yun Xiancheng looked down at the smug little fox hanging onto his arm and shook his head helplessly.

”You should go cultivate too.” He raised his hand, wanting to tap her forehead, but she laughingly tilted her head to dodge it. ”If you slack off and get overtaken by them, how embarrassing would that be?”

Xun’er playfully stuck out the tip of her tongue, two sweet dimples appearing on her cheeks, her voice full of confidence: ”That won’t happen.”

Thinking this way, her gaze toward Yun Xiancheng became a few degrees more lingering and infatuated.

By staying here and abandoning that shortcut to the heavens, all she sought was this day-and-night companionship. Yun Xiancheng’s heart stirred as he met the persistence deep within her clear eyes.

He did not try to persuade her further, only raising his other hand to lovingly rub her soft, smooth cheek. With a light sigh, he gave his tacit consent. ”Alright then.”

To the side, Xiao Yi Xian, who had been quietly eating her porridge, took everything in. Looking at Xiao Xun’er’s victorious posture, her gentle eyes...

...quietly flickered with a hint of cleverness.

Hmph, wanting to monopolize Husband all by yourself? It’s not that easy.

The next moment, an elegant figure also moved. Xiao Yi Xian put down her chopsticks and quietly came to Yun Xiancheng’s other side, mimicking Xiao Xun’er’s manner by gently yet firmly hugging his other free arm.

”Husband,” she looked up with her exquisite face, her voice soft and warm, carrying a perfectly measured hint of grievance, ”Yesterday, it wasn’t Xian’er who accompanied Husband. Today...

...it should finally be my turn, right?”

Embraced on both sides, surrounded by two distinct yet equally pleasant feminine fragrances, Yun Xiancheng looked up at the ceiling and finally had to raise his hands in surrender.

”Fine, fine, as you wish,” he announced helplessly. ”You two can accompany me for a walk today, then.”

Having received permission, a sweet, victorious smile immediately bloomed on Xiao Yi Xian’s face, and she even shot a provocative look toward Xiao Xun’er.

Seeing this, Xiao Xun’er snorted, unwilling to be outdone. She tightened her grip on Yun Xiancheng’s arm, almost hanging off him entirely. As the ”official female protagonist” of today’s events, Nalan Yanran sat in her seat, watching this sudden scene unfold, not knowing whether to laugh or cry...

Wait... wasn’t it agreed that Husband would accompany me today? How did it turn into those two being his left and right guardians in the blink of an eye? These two are just too unreasonable!

In a flash of thought, this Young Sect Master of Yunlan Sect made a move that no one expected. She put down her chopsticks, stood up, and actually walked around the table to stand directly in front of Yun Xiancheng.

Amidst the bewildered gazes of Xun’er and Xiao Yi Xian, Nalan Yanran leaned down and actually threw herself into Yun Xiancheng’s arms, her hands reaching behind his neck to hug him tightly, pressing her cheek against his warm chest.

”Husband, if they’re both going, then what about Yanran?”

She looked up, her autumn-water eyes now filled with righteous grievance and coquettishness. ”For today’s matter, I am the protagonist.”

At this, the entire main hall fell silent for a moment. Then, Xiao Yu, Xue Ni, and the others could no longer hold back, bursting into a chorus of crisp, pleasant, and undisguised laughter.

Meanwhile, in Liu Fei’s office, the atmosphere was completely different from the liveliness on Yun Xiancheng’s side.

Liu Fei sat on a wooden chair, her hands nervously resting on her knees, her gaze shifting uneasily to her side. Standing there was a tall woman with her arms crossed, wearing a cold silver mask, exuding a chilling aura that warned people to keep their distance.

Liu Qing’s mask covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of sharp, hawk-like eyes.

She just stood there silently without saying a word, but the invisible pressure made the air in the room feel heavy.

She looked at her sister, who was usually proud and willful, now acting like a cat that had done something wrong—submissive and overly obedient. Instead of putting her at ease, this sight made alarm bells ring in Liu Qing’s heart.

Falling for a man who already had a family? And a student at the academy?

Either of these facts, whether taken separately or together, was enough to give Liu Qing a headache.

”Sister...” Liu Fei finally could not stand the deathly silence. She shifted her body and summoned the courage to try and explain herself.

”Shut up.” Liu Qing’s voice was like ice, devoid of any warmth. She did not even turn her head to look at her, coldly cutting her off.

”Liu Fei, a daughter of my Liu family must have at least some basic backbone.” She spoke slowly, each word clear, every syllable striking Liu Fei’s heart. ”Since that man is already married, if you continue to pester him like this, do you intend to trample the reputation of our Liu family and your own dignity underfoot?”

”I’m not!” These words were like lighting a powder keg. Liu Fei suddenly stood up from her chair, her face flushed as she retorted, ”He’s different!”

Liu Qing finally turned her head, the eyes behind the mask revealing a hint of undisguised sarcasm and disappointment.

”Heh.” A short, cold laugh escaped from behind the mask. ”What’s different? Liu Fei, put away those foolish words of yours, clouded by love.”

343 lecher

The suffocating low pressure in Liu Fei’s office had already lasted for quite a long time.

Every second felt like wading through thick honey. It wasn’t until an announcement came from outside the door that the frozen silence was finally broken: ”There’s a visitor at the door looking for Miss Liu Fei.”

Liu Fei’s heart sank abruptly, then began to pound uncontrollably.

It’s them! The thought flashed through her mind like lightning, making her almost jump out of her chair.

But catching a glimpse of the cold figure beside her out of the corner of her eye, a chill instantly rose from her tailbone, leaving her limbs stiff. Her sister was still here. They would definitely clash!

Liu Fei did not want to see that. On one side was her elder sister, connected by blood, who had protected her since childhood; on the other was the man who made her toss and turn at night. Both sides weighed heavily on her. If either side suffered the slightest grievance, the pain would be etched directly into her heart.

Liu Qing captured every bit of the sudden loss of color on her sister’s face and the flash of panic in her eyes. A cold snort escaped her lips, carrying a hint of obvious annoyance.

”Well then, Liu Fei,” she said with a hint of mockery, ”the person hasn’t even arrived, yet your soul has already flown out to meet them. You’ve certainly turned your back on your own family completely.”

Though her words were harsh, the deep-seated protectiveness ultimately prevailed.

Liu Qing did not press further, simply standing up. Her tall figure, carrying an imposing aura, walked straight toward the door. ”You, stay here obediently and don’t go anywhere.”

Her voice was devoid of warmth, but behind the command lay a resolve to block all storms. ”I’ll go meet this sweetheart who has you so infatuated and see exactly what kind of person he is.”

Liu Qing’s resolute back seemed exceptionally tall in Liu Fei’s vision. Her fingers unconsciously twisted together, her knuckles turning white from the force, her palms already soaked with a layer of cold sweat.

The harsh creak of the door hinges scraped directly against Liu Fei’s taut nerves, echoing throughout the room. The door swung inward, and Yun Xiancheng’s gentle gaze was about to look inside when it paused at the doorway.

Blocking his path was a tall woman. A cold silver mask covered most of her face, leaving only a pair of sharp and beautiful eyes that were currently staring at him without blinking.

The one opening the door was not Liu Fei.

The woman’s gaze was scorching and sharp, wrapped in an undisguised, condensed Dou Qi that transformed into invisible spikes, shooting straight toward Yun Xiancheng’s eyes.

This mental attack, carrying pure hostility and testing, was enough to make anyone with a weaker will instantly dazed or even suffer trauma. She did not care about that in the slightest.

Yun Xiancheng just quietly looked back at her. Those warm eyes were as deep as an ancient well, without a single ripple. Two gazes met silently in mid-air.

Liu Qing’s sharp gaze, capable of piercing gold and cracking stone, was gently wrapped and dissolved by an invisible force when it touched his warm tranquility, eventually turning into nothingness.

She could clearly sense that the other party had effortlessly neutralized her Dou Qi-infused offensive with just a look. He was a tough nut to crack.

This thought quietly rose in Liu Qing’s heart—

A clear sword hum echoed, accompanied by a cold flash of light.

Nalan Yanran had already held her sword across her chest, the tip of the Autumn Water Longsword steadily pointing at the masked woman’s throat.

At the same time, Xiao Xun’er and Xiao Yi Xian also moved. One on the left and one on the right, they instantly shielded Yun Xiancheng behind them, forming an unbreakable triangular defensive formation.

”The visitor is not friendly.”

Nalan Yanran’s beautiful brows furrowed tightly as she stared at the masked woman before her.

The faint Dou Qi fluctuations on the other party were deep and condensed, far beyond what an ordinary Dou Ling could compare to.

This aura was several times more powerful than Senior Han Yue’s, at least at the level of an eight-star or even nine-star Dou Ling. ”You are the ones who are the visitors.”

Liu Qing met the equally cold gazes of Xiao Yi Xian and Xiao Xun’er. There was no fear in her eyes behind the mask. However, when her gaze met those two Young ladies, an invisible pressure began to emanate from them. This pressure was pure and powerful, a feeling she, as a long-renowned expert of the Inner Academy, hadn’t experienced in a long time. This kind of prestige... could almost rival that of the person ranked first on the strong ranking list.

Liu Qing’s gaze finally landed on Xiao Yi Xian. Behind the mask, her brow rose uncontrollably. She had long heard of the strength of this batch of new students; to be honest, she had already prepared herself mentally.

But when she witnessed with her own eyes a new student much younger than herself who had already stepped into that Realm many dreamed of, the impact was still intense.

There is always a heaven beyond the heaven, and people beyond people. This sentiment welled up in her heart.

Yun Xiancheng lightly patted Nalan Yanran’s arm holding the sword and shook his head at the other two Young ladies, signaling them not to be so tense. ”Her target is me; you don’t need to worry.”

He stepped out from the protection of the Young ladies and stood calmly in front of Liu Qing, once again meeting those eyes that remained sharp and piercing even through the mask. ”Senior, hello.”

Liu Qing had prepared herself to deal with all sorts of questioning, explanations, and even threats. She had even rehearsed several scenarios of confrontation in her mind. But this sudden, calm, almost rude greeting from the other party instantly disrupted all her preconceived notions.

”What is the meaning of this?” Liu Qing’s voice was a bit stiff. ”Did you not sense my hostility just now?” Yun Xiancheng nodded slightly, his expression frank: ”I can naturally sense Senior’s hostility.”

”But hatred also has different levels. We have never met before, so I assume there is no blood feud between us. In that case, this hostility can only stem from some disturbances within the academy.”

”This is Senior Liu Fei’s office, and since Senior is here, then Senior’s intention naturally has to do with Senior Liu Fei.”

”There is no friction between Senior Liu Fei and me, and we had a pleasant conversation. From this, I infer that Senior’s anger must have arisen because of my contact with her. If that’s all, then this hostility cannot be considered an irreconcilable feud.”

He explained everything calmly, with clear reasoning and tight logic, finally looking at her peacefully. ”Does Senior think what I said makes sense?”

Liu Qing stared at the handsome young man talking eloquently before her. His composed demeanor and his wisdom that seemed to see through everything made the nameless fire in her heart burn even brighter.

All reason and calculation were completely ignited by his nonchalant attitude at this moment. She suddenly reached out and grabbed Yun Xiancheng’s collar, pulling him towards her.

The silver mask almost touched the tip of his nose. In those beautiful eyes, only irrepressible anger remained.

lecher!” She gritted her teeth and questioned him word by word, ”Is this the glib-tongued face you used to deceive my Feier’s heart?”

344 Heart-Stealing Thief?

Liu Fei’s youthful affection was like a spring stream quietly thawing and merging into a river. Yun Xiancheng had already gained some insight into this and was not surprised in his heart.

What truly piqued his interest slightly was this uninvited sister before him. Her fierce actions and imposing aura were like an unsheathed sharp sword, indeed somewhat troublesome.

Facing Liu Qing’s eyes that seemed ready to spit fire behind the silver mask, his expression remained as indifferent as a transcendent immortal descending to the mortal world, without the slightest ripple.

Yun Xiancheng unhurriedly raised his hand, his slender fingers precisely landing on the back of Liu Qing’s hand, where the knuckles had turned white from exertion, and then neither heavily nor lightly—

He gave it a pat.

That movement seemed as if he were merely brushing away a speck of dust from his lapel, yet it carried a certain meaning.

Liu Qing only felt a strange force transmitted from the back of her hand. That force was initially as warm as jade, yet it was like a needle hidden in silk, tough and irresistible. Her five fingers, which were originally strong enough to crush gold and stone, actually loosened inch by inch involuntarily under this nonchalant pat.

Liu Qing looked at her hand, which had no power to resist, with a face full of shock. This was the first time since becoming a top expert on the strong ranking list that she had seen a peer so much stronger than her.

”Men and women should keep a proper distance, Senior.”

While he unhurriedly smoothed the faint wrinkles on his collar with his fingertips, restoring its original neatness and nobility, he spoke warmly, his tone so steady that no emotion could be heard.

His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something more, but a sharp shout, both anxious and angry, had already pierced through from the depths of the room, carrying a trembling tone as if she were about to cry:

Before she could finish her sentence, a beautiful figure had already rushed forward with a gust of youthful fragrance, regardless of anything. Liu Fei squeezed directly between the two, using all her strength to separate Yun Xiancheng and Liu Qing, who were almost touching.

She spread her arms and shielded Yun Xiancheng, looking like a female beast desperately protecting its treasure.

Such a dramatic scene made the eyes of Xiao Yi Xian and Xiao Xun’er on the side brighten. The two exchanged a knowing look, their spirits both lifted.

Such a vivid and dramatic scene was a rare and exciting play to see on ordinary days; they couldn’t miss it. Nalan Yanran examined the tense situation between the Liu Sisters, her eyes like autumn water reflecting deep thought. With a light ”clink,” the longsword in her hand had already returned to its sheath.

She leaned elegantly against the doorframe, arms crossed over her chest, her gaze precisely locked onto Liu Qing, her mind already racing with calculations.

”This person’s aura is condensed and profound, far beyond what an ordinary Dou Ling can compare to, at least at the peak level. There is still a gap in my Realm; if we really start fighting here—”

Even the static shadow beneath Yun Xiancheng’s feet quietly rippled at this moment, floating gently like water ripples. Ying’s head popped out from the shadow, revealing a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, peering at this rare scene with great interest.

And in that even deeper consciousness space that ordinary people could not peer into, an even more interesting little drama was also playing out simultaneously.

Yao Chan looked at the stunning woman beside her, who was watching without blinking and even had a playful smile on her lips, and massaged her forehead somewhat helplessly: ”No, Cai Lin, what’s with that expression?”

Cai Lin’s narrow phoenix eyes had now curved into two beautiful crescents. She lightly tapped her red lips with a jade finger, her tone full of schadenfreude and laziness: ”This master was just thinking, our Great Immortal Yun, who is so high and mighty and doesn’t eat the food of the mortal world, has lived for so long, yet this is probably the first time he’s been—”

—grabbed by the collar and scolded to his face, right? This scene is truly worth recording in the annals of history for future generations to admire.”

”He is at least half a brother-in-law to you; are you just going to watch the show with your eyes wide open?”

Yao Chan was protective of her disciple and had no appreciation for the scene where her disciple was suffering such ”great humiliation.” Her delicate fists were already quietly clenched within her wide sleeves, as if she would rush out the next moment to teach that masked woman a lesson.

Cai Lin turned a deaf ear to these questions, merely whistling listlessly. Her ”this has nothing to do with this king, this king is just a passing Medusa Protagonist” appearance made Yao Chan’s teeth itch.

A small figure, carved from pink jade and about two or three years old, was floating lightly in mid-air with her bare, tender little feet.

Her strange vertical pupils, which were exactly like Cai Lin’s, were now staring intently at the masked Liu Qing outside, spitting out two words in a milky voice:

”Bad guy...”

”Xiaoer, you must not learn that tense temperament from outside. A girl should be gentle.” Yao Chan immediately switched to her affectionate master persona and began to teach in a warm and gentle voice.

”Mm!” Xiaoer nodded obediently. She felt a natural affinity for this ”roommate” who was always soft-spoken, had hair as white as snow, but had a flat figure.