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

318: Section 318She listened to Nalan Yanran’s unshielded, deliberately heightened moaning from behind the door. That rising and falling tone lasted for a full half-hour.

Xiao Yan’s face was calm and rippleless, but those phoenix eyes that always burned with battle intent had settled down now, revealing a cold and ”harmonious” look, like that of a predator eyeing its prey.

Half an hour later, the commotion inside the room gradually subsided. Only then did Xiao Yan push the door open unhurriedly. The room was filled with a thick, blended scent of musk and orchid.

Nalan Yanran lay weakly by the bedside, her face full of satisfied flushing and weariness, already covered by the quilt and fast asleep. Yun Xiancheng leaned against the headboard, his clothes half-open, his expression composed, though his chest rose and fell slightly faster than usual.

Xiao Yan’s gaze bypassed the slumbering Nalan Yanran and, from the moment she entered, was firmly nailed to Yun Xiancheng. It was the focus of a predator locking onto its target, full of aggression and possessiveness.

There were no extra words. She walked to the bedside step by step and, with a resolute force, pushed Yun Xiancheng down onto the bed. She straddled him and leaned down, her long black hair falling like a waterfall, brushing against Yun Xiancheng’s cheeks.

She gazed at him, the corners of her lips curling into a seductive arc, and right beside the slumbering Nalan Yanran, she initiated a battle of her own.

Another hour or two passed. When Xiao Yan stepped out of the room, carrying a lingering mist of laziness, the horizon had already been dyed a magnificent orange-red by the sunset. In the courtyard, the fragrance of food was wafting over.

In the kitchen, Xiao Yu, Xiao Mei, Hu Jia, and Xue Ni were busy.

They had learned from Xun’er that their husband was ”exhausted” today, so they specially prepared a sumptuous dinner.

When Yun Xiancheng stepped out of the room feeling refreshed, the four women welcomed him into the kitchen. Immediately, the kitchen door was tightly closed. Beside the stove, by the dining table, and amidst the pots and pans, a more chaotic and intense group battle broke out.

With the four women fighting together, they originally had the advantage in numbers; however, the more people there were, the more their perceptions amplified and overlapped with each other, creating an experience far beyond enjoying pleasure alone. Yun Xiancheng remained unfazed and handled it with ease.

Instead, it was the four Young ladies who quickly lost their footing in these layers of overlapping waves, their ranks crumbling as they were suppressed by him one by one. Even so, this fierce battle still lasted for an hour or two.

By the time they were wearing only their thin inner garments, intimately nuzzling Yun Xiancheng’s neck and whispering their feelings from just now to each other, night had quietly fallen.

Beside the stone table in the courtyard, the Young ladies who were returning one after another were preparing to rest.

When they saw those four sisters leaning against Yun Xiancheng with disheveled clothes and faces full of springtime, those who were already ”satiated” didn’t change their expressions, but the gazes they cast toward Yun Xiancheng became increasingly viscous, full of lingering attachment.

Among the beauties who had not yet ”started the feast,” Instructor Ruo Lin’s expression was the most complex.

Since moving to the Inner Academy, she had been living in seclusion. As an Outer Academy instructor, her Realm had once been inferior to these elite disciples.

In terms of talent, having been nourished by Yun Xiancheng, she was no longer what she used to be, but she herself had not yet fully adapted to this transformative change.

As a mature and steady instructor who also considered herself Yun Xiancheng’s elder, she habitually took on the responsibility of managing this home.

At this moment, she rested her chin on one hand, her blue eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses filled with an undispellable longing and the forced dignity of a teacher, quietly watching that tender scene.

Yun Xiancheng soothingly rubbed the cheeks of the Young ladies beside him and then stood up. Under everyone’s varied gazes, he took the initiative to walk up to Ruo Lin.

He didn’t say a word, only reaching out a hand to press this mature Beauty against the corridor pillar behind her, then leaned down to kiss her lips. Seeing this, the other Young ladies each curled their lips into an understanding smile.

Propping up their still-aching waists, they dispersed in a tacit understanding and began setting the table with bowls and chopsticks, preparing dinner for everyone and leaving this space to the instructor and their husband.

After the kiss ended, Yun Xiancheng stepped back slightly. Looking at the mature Beauty in his arms, whose legs had already gone weak and who was panting softly, he whispered in her ear: ”Master—does she like Chenger?”

Ruo Lin’s body completely lost its strength, her full breasts pressing tightly against his chest, creating a breathtaking curve. She looked up, the blue eyes behind her glasses a hazy mist: ”Naturally... I like Cheng the most.”

Yun Xiancheng’s lips curled up, and his tongue lightly licked her long, fair neck before he picked her up by the waist and turned to walk into her room. Just then, a small figure, clutching a soft pillow, walked out of Yun Xiancheng’s room rubbing her eyes; it was Yun Yan. Her little nose sniffed hard in the air.

The entire courtyard was filled with her husband’s crisp and pleasant masculine scent, mixed with the various floral fragrances of the sisters. What happened to them today? Little Lion tilted her head, somewhat confused.

But although she was young, she was already Yun Xiancheng’s legal wife; how could she not know what they were doing? No matter what, I want to eat too! Yun Yan’s face instantly switched to a predator-like focus.

She threw down the pillow, strode forward, and rushed straight to Instructor Ruo Lin’s door, pushing it open with force to join that intense ”battle.” Finally—when Zi Yan finished her day of play and came running back humming a little tune for dinner, this was the scene she saw.

She sat at the table, stuffing a greasy roasted beast leg into her mouth while curiously smelling the increasingly rich, pleasant scent of Brother Cheng in the air.

Looking around, the sisters’ faces were all flushed with a moist red, their eyes bright, and their entire bodies exuded a post-satisfaction laziness.

Zi Yan bit her chopsticks and tilted her head, her purple eyes filled with innocent confusion.

Were they... hiding something fun and doing it behind her back? Xun’er smiled without a word and took the initiative to sit beside Yun Xiancheng, taking his hand. Yun Xiancheng nodded, looking at Xun’er.

Xun’er smiled and said, ”Tonight, come out with me for a while to enjoy the moon.”

She didn’t hide it from the other Young ladies. Looking at Xun’er now, their satisfied faces didn’t show the slightest bit of resentment; instead, they were somewhat looking forward to her finally getting her wish.

After all, Xiao Xun’er could only watch from the side these past few days, which was truly too easy to empathize with. ”Mm.”

Yun Xiancheng looked at her smiling face and nodded.

357 But I do not hate that the bright moon hangs high, yet does not shine on me alone.

The moonlight was cold and clear, flowing like gauze. The night sky was deep, with cold stars scattered, and only the tireless cicadas chirped intermittently deep in the grass. Xun’er wore a moon-white long dress, the hem of which rippled gently under the moonlight as she walked.

She walked in front of Yun Xiancheng, every step following a silent rhythm, her posture light, like a solo dancer under the moon.

Her profile was quiet, and it was hard to tell if she was happy or sad, but that unusual silence had already dispersed in the quiet air. Had her thoughts not been surging, she certainly wouldn’t have invited Yun Xiancheng out alone so solemnly in the middle of the night.

”Lord Guan, since we parted in Wutan City until we met again at the academy, we have been apart for—well, probably two years, four months, and twenty-three days?” Her voice was very light, with a bit of uncertain drift, ”My memory isn’t very good; I can only barely remember this much.”

As her voice fell, Xun’er stopped. She turned around, her ink-like long hair drawing a smooth arc in the air, the tips lightly brushing against her fair neck.

”Four years ago, when you first arrived at the Xiao Family in Wutan City, that was our first meeting. At that time, how could I have expected that you and I would form such a deep bond?” Yun Xiancheng didn’t say anything, but took a step forward and pulled that slender figure into his arms.

He wrapped one hand around her waist and led her, their steps matching, slowly walking on the carpet laid by the moonlight, as if dancing together. Their overlapping shadows lengthened on the ground, merging into one. A pitch-black figure silently separated from that shared shadow; it was Ying. She lowered her eyes, which held a touch of indelible sadness.

She was completely immersed in the sorrow of parting at this moment. Her face under the black gauze was contorted, her lower lip bitten hard by her pearly teeth, as she tried her best to endure the sob in her throat, fearing that even a slight sound would disturb her master’s mood.

”Don’t be like this, making it seem like a life-and-death separation.”

Yun Xiancheng’s chest vibrated slightly, and his gentle voice sounded against her ear.

Xun’er let out a bitter chuckle in his arms: ”Isn’t this a parting? In a few more days, I’ll be leaving.”

”Mm.” He responded, flat yet certain, ”In that case, no matter where you go, I will always find you. Even in the Nine Serene Yellow Springs, I will be able to bring you back.”

Xun’er raised her head and looked up at him.

”I’m just going home, don’t make it sound so serious, as if we’re really facing a life-and-death separation.” Seeing his solemn expression, Xun’er couldn’t help but remind him. However, with his interruption, the sorrow of parting that had been occupying her heart really dissipated quite a bit.

”Really.” She hummed with a light, feigned annoyance, ”Husband, do you really not know how to appreciate the atmosphere? You should have played along with me.” Yun Xiancheng lowered his head, a smile spreading on his lips: ”I don’t want to see Xun’er crying. Otherwise, in the future, I’ll definitely use it to tease you.” Hearing this, Xun’er weakly punched his chest twice with her pink fists, her words full of accumulated grievance:

”It’s all your fault! Every time, you’re so close with the sisters, leaving only me to watch from the side. Anyone would be envious, okay!”

After she finished, her tone changed, and she looked up again, her autumn-water-like bright eyes looking straight into the depths of his deep eyes: ”But I do not resent this bright moon in the sky for why it alone refuses to shine on me.”

The clear light fell, sifting a few mottled fragments of light onto his long eyelashes.

Xun’er’s breath hitched, and the scene before her suddenly overlapped with distant memories.

Four years ago, in the Xiao Family courtyard, that fourteen-year-old youth looked up at the girl sitting cross-legged on the roof.

The glimmer from back then and the clear light of now, through his trembling eyelashes, turned into the same fragmented shadows, crossing time and space to merge into one.

”I only resent... I only resent that I have become too useless.” She murmured in a low voice, her voice carrying a bit of a tremble, ”Meeting you at the age when I am most powerless—”

Yun Xiancheng tightened his arms, pulling her deeper into his embrace, his forehead lightly touching hers: ”At our age, there are naturally many things beyond our power.”

His state of mind had always been lofty, never indulging in pointless sentimentality or melancholy.

He would not strike a pose, forcing sorrow for the sake of a new poem, nor would he wallow in self-pity due to his own weakness. Even when surrounded by a cluster of beauties, the self-deprecating thought of ’not being good enough’ never crossed his mind.

He pulled back slightly, his gaze clear and resolute. ”But the future is in our own hands. For instance, in the short term, our goal is the Dou Sheng Realm.”

”In the Northwest Continent, in four years’ time, I went from Dou Master to Peak Dou Wang. How is that for progress?”

”That won’t do.” Xiao Xun’er shook her head gently, the confusion in her eyes replaced by a hint of solemnity. ”In the eyes of the truly powerful on the Fighting Qi Continent, this is still far from enough.”

The struggle between the Hun Clan and the Gu Clan is a world on an entirely different level.

Never mind a Dou Wang; even Dou Zong and Dou Zun are but ants that can be crushed at will before such behemoths. With Clan Tattoos and medicinal resources fully available, the Dou Zong and Dou Zun stages are merely phases of life for the Gu Clan’s younger generation. ”Then... what about reaching Dou Zong at twenty, Dou Zun at twenty-two, and entering Dou Sheng at twenty-five?” Yun Xiancheng asked unhurriedly. ”How is that possible?” The arrogance in his words stunned Xun’er for a moment, and then she was amused.

”Do you think Dou Zun and Dou Sheng are as easy to cultivate as your current Realm? How many geniuses have been trapped before these bottlenecks for their entire lives?” She shook her head and let out a light laugh.

”It’s absolutely impossible.”

Yun Xiancheng also chuckled, not arguing, but simply added calmly, ”What I meant included the Nine Change Dou Zun and the Half-Saint Realms.” The smile on Xiao Xun’er’s face slowly froze. She fell into silence.

In this barren Northwest Continent, even Dou Zuns are as rare as phoenix feathers. How could anyone know of secrets like the Nine Changes of Dou Zun and the Half-Saint? He... he definitely has secrets.

If he were just an ordinary person of the Jiama Empire, then they would be destined to be together but without a future. However, she knew he was definitely not ordinary.

What kind of ordinary person can mass-produce peerless geniuses? What kind of ordinary person could create a Quasi-Heaven Rank technique while still a Dou Master?

She already knew Xiao Yu and Xiao Mei’s talents inside out, and she had witnessed the changes in their potential. As the Second Miss of the Gu Clan with a Divine Grade Bloodline, well... she seemed to be just average among them. In fact, if not for her Gu Clan resources, her Realm might even be inferior to theirs.

Xun’er slowly raised her eyes, looking into Yun Xiancheng’s deep, boundless eyes, which seemed to hide a vast sea of stars. ”Then, seven years from now, when you are twenty-five, can you come to my home and tell everyone publicly that you... want to marry me?”

A new, firm confidence was infused into her voice. He was eighteen this year; seven years later, he would be exactly twenty-five.

”Go to the Central Plains, see more geniuses, understand this world, and finally, come to marry me,” she said.

Yun Xiancheng dotingly pinched the tip of Xun’er’s petite nose.

”Naturally. However, by then, will you have cultivated to Dou Sheng? If not, I’ll still have to listen to my mother-in-law’s words.” Ashamed and annoyed, Xun’er pushed hard with both hands, shoving Yun Xiancheng down onto the soft grass.

Ying’s figure moved instantly, kneeling down just where he was about to fall, forming a perfect lap pillow made of shadow. Xun’er straddled Yun Xiancheng, staring down at him from above, and said with mock anger:

”Hmph, I know it’s all because of you that even Xiao Yu and Xiao Mei could be reborn. You’re so capable now, creating techniques with a mere gesture.”

”You’re amazing, you’re a genius, and I—”

Her words stopped abruptly as Yun Xiancheng’s slender index finger gently pressed against her soft lips. A flush quickly climbed onto her cheeks, and she lowered her eyes, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz:

”This humble one... this humble one naturally cannot compare to my Lord Husband.” Saying this, she leaned down, her nose almost touching his... at the same time, she declared clearly, word by word, ”So, Lord Husband, for everything I need for the next seven years, you must feed me full in advance, okay?”

Without waiting for his response, she turned her head and, with her nimble lips and teeth, untied the jade pendant hanging from his waist, beginning her active pursuit. ”It’s not fair—” the young lady’s lips and tongue were busy, and a mumbled complaint escaped from between her teeth.

”I have to make up for it all. I can’t join the family network in your minds, and I can’t practice the heavenly palace fairy’s techniques. I can’t do anything but watch from the side—”

”I—” Halfway through her complaint, she spoke no more, turning all her frustration and grievance into a more focused swallowing.

Ying’s fingers had, at some point, gently slid into Yun Xiancheng’s thick hair, tenderly massaging the acupoints on his head.

She sat there quietly, her lowered eyelids concealing the expression in her eyes. Only the gentle pressure of her touch silently spoke of her tenderness and care for these two masters.

She was only in her early twenties. Once upon a time, she had felt a flicker of anger because he occasionally viewed her as an elder.

But today, she realized that she had actually, unknowingly, developed a somewhat maternal state of mind, wishing to protect her junior.

But what did it matter? In this family, whether they were elders, peers, or juniors, in the end, they were all just sisters under the same roof, supporting and depending on each other.

358. Xun’er’s Compensation

The moonlight flowed like liquid silver. On the quiet grass, a long-premeditated offering was quietly unfolding.

Once the meticulously crafted blueprint in her heart reached perfection, all that remained was the pious act of putting every stroke into practice.

Xun’er knew well that this act might be seen as ’unorthodox’ by others, but for her, it was the only tenderness she could offer her beloved under the weight of many restrictions, a tenderness that belonged solely to her.

To this end, she had rehearsed the theories she had gathered from rare ancient books thousands of times in her mind, until every detail was etched into her heart. The young lady knelt submissively by Yun Xiancheng’s side, the moonlight casting a holy silver glow over her soft silhouette.

She took a deep breath and carefully cupped the pride that had already awakened from her previous service, gently tucking it into the hollow between her pressed-together knees.

Even though she was extremely shy, the movements of her knees remained meticulously serious. [Deleted]

”Miss... please slow down,” Ying, who had been quietly providing the soft lap pillow for Yun Xiancheng, finally couldn’t help but whisper a reminder. Her fingertips continued to gently comb through his loose black hair, but her tone carried a trace of nearly imperceptible tension.

Although her gaze was lowered and appeared calm, her entire mind was tightly focused on Xun’er’s every minute movement. She was afraid that this mistress, who was exceptionally passionate after long-term suppression, would be momentarily overcome by emotion and do something ’out of line’.

After all, this kind of play was unheard of even to her, and it truly challenged her psychological limits as a guard. Xun’er’s movements paused slightly. She raised her blurred phoenix eyes, glanced at Ying, and rolled her eyes.

Seeing this eye-roll, Ying knew that Xun’er was still of sound mind. She then lowered her head again, pressing her cheek close to Yun Xiancheng’s ear.

Her warm breath carried the unique sweet fragrance of a young girl, like the most intoxicating nectar, gently brushing against his ear. ”Husband~” Her voice was so soft it seemed it could drip water, carrying a hint of a young girl’s boastfulness and pride.

”You’ve probably never had an experience like this before, right? Neither Yanran nor Xiao Yan would ever have thought of this.” Yun Xiancheng half-closed his eyes, letting out a low ”Mhm” from his throat as a response.

He was indeed savoring this novel sensation, that warm sense of being enveloped unlike anywhere else.

And the unique suppleness and elasticity belonging only to a girl’s knees was indeed a brand-new, intoxicating experience.

Receiving an affirmative answer, the small sense of pride in Xun’er’s heart swelled further, like a cat that had stolen a treat. This was true, she thought happily to herself.

The others, no matter who they were, could engage in the most direct and profound soul fusion with her husband. They possessed the right she most craved but could not obtain, so naturally, they had no need to spend effort on these ’unorthodox’ methods.

This realization made her feel a bit sour, but it also gave birth to a different kind of pride.

After all, not everyone was like her—holding the title of the continent’s supreme Divine Grade Bloodline, yet unable to give her beloved husband even the most basic physical intimacy.

Only she would painstakingly study those ’erotic’ bedroom secrets from ancient texts.

What she sought was merely to use another way to make up for that unspeakable deficiency, to satisfy her beloved husband, and to let him know that even if she couldn’t achieve union of body and soul, her love and devotion would never be a single bit less than anyone else’s. ”Ying, don’t worry,” Xun’er said to Ying while maintaining her movements, her tone firm.

”I know what I’m doing. Today, I will definitely let Husband experience the unique pleasure that only I, Gu Xuner, can give him.” Although this was her first practice, Xun’er’s extraordinary talent and comprehension were fully displayed at this moment.

The theories she had repeatedly rehearsed thousands of times in her mind were quickly integrated with her bodily instincts once put into action, and every movement appeared so practiced and exquisite.

”Heehee—” After some friction, the girl’s bell-like laughter rang out in the quiet moonlit night, carrying a hint of a little fox’s mischievousness.

She seemed to feel that this alone wasn’t enough. Her lively phoenix eyes darted around, and she came up with a new trick.