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

322: Section 322That ’Master’ rolled off her tongue quite smoothly. It seemed Lü Man had indeed put in considerable effort to teach her.

’Hmm, no need for formalities.’ Yun Xiancheng’s tone was flat. He lifted the white jade teapot on the table and poured her a cup of clear tea. The emerald-green tea liquid swirled in the cup. ’Lü Man should have explained everything to you clearly.’

He gently pushed the teacup towards her, his movements flowing like water, carrying a kind of aesthetically pleasing elegance.

Xiao Qing was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. She quickly stepped forward, picked up the teacup with both hands, and obediently sat down in the seat opposite him.

Not a trace of the imposing dignity expected of a Dou King Expert could be found on her. With lowered brows and submissive eyes, she looked exactly like a young maidservant who had just entered a grand residence.

’Yes, Lord Lü Man told me everything.’ Holding the warm teacup, the warmth on her fingertips dispelled some of her nervousness, and her tone steadied considerably. ’I am prepared.’

After saying this, she took a deep breath, making some kind of resolution.

Then, she slowly raised her eyes. Those pupils, also ink-green, mustered the courage for the first time to look directly into Yun Xiancheng’s eyes.

’I have been alone for many years, wholeheartedly pursuing the Great Dao, and have never once thought of matters between men and women—’ Her voice was soft, yet carried a firmness. ’However,’

’Lord Lü Man spoke to me at length about your deeds—’

Before her words even finished, she stood up and deftly untied the sash at her waist.

That tightly-wrapped, dark-green outer robe slipped off like butterfly wings, piling silently at her feet. Beneath the robe was a form-fitting, jade-green inner garment that perfectly outlined the curves of her body.

The full bosom, the slender waist that seemed graspable in one hand, and the firm, rounded hips were all revealed beneath the thin fabric, exuding the uniquely alluring charm of a mature woman.

She pressed her legs together, the soft flesh of her inner thighs rubbing slightly. She felt a warmth within, as if anticipating something.

A blush spread across her cheeks, but her gaze remained resolute. ’You are a true dragon destined to soar through the Nine Heavens. To be able to become your maidservant, to cleanse’

’the dust from your bed, to serve by your side, is an honor for which I, Xiao Qing, am immensely grateful.’

These words were spoken with utmost sincerity.

Even Qing Lin, the most talented new Saintess of the Heavenly Serpent Mansion, took pride in being Yun Xiancheng’s maidservant. For her, a mere, middling Dou King within the sect, to have such an opportunity to climb high felt like an immense stroke of fortune.

And also—he really is very handsome. Xiao Qing silently added this thought in her heart.

Powerful strength, mysterious background, peerless appearance, and a man whom even Elder Lü Man and Saintess Qing Lin willingly served. This was perfection in every aspect.

Though there might be no romantic feelings now, they could be cultivated slowly. If Elder Lü Man’s words were not wrong, the atmosphere within his Inner Academy was harmonious, not some hellish place.

Sisters banding together to fight world bosses was the mainstream.

Considering all the conditions discussed, Xiao Qing could find no reason to refuse. This time, she had truly hit the jackpot.

So-called opportunities and fortunes hinge precisely on the word ’fate’.

Elder Lü Man and him coming to this chaotic Black-Corner Region meant her fate had arrived.

And her ability to preserve her flawless body for so many years, her single-minded devotion to the Dao, was precisely for waiting for this destined opportunity to arrive.

Yun Xiancheng listened quietly to her declaration, his expression still placid. He slowly nodded and uttered a few words: ’Hmm, since that’s the case, you shall—’ Before he finished speaking, he had already stood up and walked unhurriedly to stand before her.

Warm fingertips gently stroked her cheek, which was feverish from nervousness. The delicate touch sent a slight tremble through Xiao Qing’s body. Immediately after, his slender index and middle fingers probed into her slightly parted lips.

His fingertips touched the warm, soft tongue. The moist, slippery sensation caused his fingers to twitch slightly. Xiao Qing’s body instantly stiffened, her mind a complete blank.

She had never been in such intimate contact with a man before and momentarily didn’t know how to react.

But Lü Man’s teachings still echoed in her ears. She forced herself to relax and began clumsily using the tip of her tongue to meet and lick the fingers invading her territory.

Her knees went weak, and she obediently knelt before Yun Xiancheng. This height conveniently allowed her to better serve him.

Yun Xiancheng’s knuckles bent slightly, cleverly pinching her soft tongue, scraping it back and forth with just the right pressure. Meanwhile, another finger slowly roamed the inner walls of her mouth, her gums, exploring every inch of unknown territory.

Before long, saliva trickled from the corner of her mouth, dripping onto Yun Xiancheng’s fingers and flowing down the crevices between them. Her gaze had long since grown hazy and unfocused, leaving only a misty, dazed look.

Yun Xiancheng knew how to give these perfect, pure Young ladies beautiful memories.

A short while later, the scene had already shifted. The pearwood chairs of the reception hall transformed into the warm, soft bedding of a bedroom.

Xiao Qing was completely naked, curled on the soft quilt, her hands tightly gripping Yun Xiancheng’s lean waist, her nails almost digging into his skin.

She was enduring an unprecedented impact. Every inch of her body melted amidst tremors and pleasure. The stream in the valley overflowed, soaking the pristine plain.

This secluded peach blossom spring finally welcomed, on this day, her destined first and only master.

366 Han Fenger

With matters requiring timely action, and the pleasant affairs within the residence concluded, the preliminary contacts between Lü Man and Han Fenger had also been settled. Yun Xiancheng delayed no further. He immediately set out, leading the group in a grand procession straight towards Qi Huo City.

The lineup for this journey was truly imposing, extremely top-tier even within the Black-Corner Region, worthy of being called a sect-destroying force. Yun Xiancheng held Qing Lin, with the others guarding around him.

With such a lineup, they were a force that could run rampant unchecked throughout the entire Black-Corner Region. Transforming into streaks of light, they cut through the sky, their speed naturally swift and peerless. After less than half an hour of flying, piercing through clouds and wind, a rather plain-looking city appeared at the edge of their vision.

That was their destination—Qi Huo City. It was indeed an utterly mediocre city.

No towering pagodas reaching into the clouds, no imposing sect emblems.

As far as the eye could see, there were only low, simple brick and stone buildings, a drab, gray mass blending into the backdrop of the chaotic land of the Black-Corner Region. However, the moment their group approached within a hundred-zhang radius of the city, a slender figure emerged from the city gates to greet them.

It seemed Han Fenger had sensed this undisguised aura of powerful experts and had been waiting here for some time. As they drew closer, they could finally see the visitor’s appearance, just as Lü Man had described.

The woman wore a plain dress, her figure so frail it seemed a gust of wind could scatter her.

Her face was utterly bloodless, a nearly translucent pallor. Only her eyes retained a few stubborn sparks of defiance, yet they couldn’t conceal the profound exhaustion and weariness etched into her bones.

She gave off a sense of being on the verge of withering, fragile enough to evoke the most primal pity in others. ’Esteemed guests from the Heavenly Serpent Mansion, you have come a long way. Fenger’s hospitality is lacking; I hope you can forgive me.’

Han Fenger stepped forward to greet them. Before speaking, she first performed a respectful bow, her posture extremely humble, her words full of deference.

With lowered eyelids, she continued, ’Fenger is a nobody. To have presumptuously extended an invitation and actually received the favor of the Heavenly Serpent Mansion’s esteemed presence is truly... immensely gratifying.’

’The Medicine Emperor is too modest.’

Lü Man stepped forward, smiling warmly as she helped Han Fenger up, her words impeccably diplomatic.

’The Heavenly Serpent Mansion’s merchant caravans have suffered considerable losses in the Black-Corner Region in recent years. We too have been troubled by this chaotic situation for a long time. Now, with the Medicine Emperor raising the banner, willing to’

’reestablish order in this land, this is a righteous endeavor.’

Her words were grand and high-sounding, clarifying the Heavenly Serpent Mansion’s self-interested motive for intervening while also placing Han Fenger on a high pedestal, occupying the moral high ground. Hearing this, the others behind her understood tacitly, their expressions solemn, maintaining an official, businesslike demeanor.

Han Fenger led the group into the city. Her base of operations was a modest-sized auction house in the city center. She didn’t manage the auction house herself but entrusted its operation to capable individuals from the Qian Yao Workshop, an organization that had pledged allegiance to her. This place served as both her residence and her sole channel for exchanging the pills she refined for resources.

As for those overly high-grade, easily coveted rare pills, she would choose to cooperate with other large auction houses in the Black-Corner Region that had decent reputations, consigning them for sale to avoid risks and obtain more substantial returns.

Once everyone was seated in the auction house’s reception hall and fragrant tea was served, Han Fenger finally had the chance to carefully observe this team from the Heavenly Serpent Mansion.

After some discreet sensing, a wave of shock surged in her heart. The auras were dense and profound; the visiting Dou King Experts’ auras were comparable to Dou Huang.

What startled her even more was that among them were hidden two auras as deep and imposing as mountains—Dou Zong auras. Their sheer power far surpassed that of ordinary early-stage Dou Zong. And there was one more.

Her gaze finally settled on the white-clothed man who had remained silent and seated at the very end of the guest seats.

He was not standing at the forefront of the group, yet he naturally became the focal point of everyone’s attention, as if stars surrounding the moon.

His demeanor could no longer be described simply as ’handsome.’ He was aloof and transcendent, ethereal as an immortal, seeming not to belong to this filthy mortal world. Merely sitting there added an air of an immortal’s cave abode to this simply furnished reception hall.

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Han Fenger subconsciously let this thought flash through her mind, but she immediately forced herself to extinguish this lingering girlish sentiment, which was quickly drowned out by a heavier reality.

She knew well that her life would not last long, and that she was merely clinging to a miserable existence; how could she dare to harbor any unrealistic daydreams?

After a brief silence, Lü Man’s voice sounded again, breaking the peaceful atmosphere.

She folded her hands in front of her, the smile on her face still charming, but her eyes held a hint of scrutiny:

”However, Medicine Emperor, for this cooperation, the Heavenly Serpent Mansion hopes to participate as an ally, rather than as a pawn to be driven by others.”

She leaned forward slightly, staring into Han Fenger’s eyes, and asked word by word: ”External rumors say that this move by the Medicine Emperor is aimed at Jia Nan Academy. If this is true, or if it violates morality, then please forgive us... we cannot accompany you.”

Han Fenger heard this and was not surprised, merely nodding calmly.

”Palace Master Lü Man is overthinking.”

”Although I, Fenger, am not a saint, since arriving in this Black-Corner Region, my hands have not been stained with the blood of the innocent. I am willing to stake the meager reputation I have accumulated over the years as the Medicine Emperor to guarantee that what I am doing this time is solely to settle a deep grudge and end a sin.”

Her voice paused, a hint of bone-deep hatred flashing in her eyes as she lowered her voice: ”I wonder if you all in the Heavenly Serpent Mansion... have heard of that behemoth in the Central Plains famous for its soul arts?”

Lü Man raised a delicate eyebrow, pretending to be surprised as she covered her lips: ”Oh? Does the Medicine Emperor mean... the Hall of Souls? That is a true behemoth; even our Heavenly Serpent Mansion must show them three parts of respect when facing them.”

”I have a blood relative who died at the hands of the Hall of Souls. This grudge is irreconcilable. If the Heavenly Serpent Mansion is unwilling to go against such a powerful enemy and wishes to withdraw now, I, Fenger, will have no complaints.”

Han Fenger’s voice was not loud, but it carried a sense of determination.

”My Fenger... my good disciple...” Inside Yun Xiancheng’s consciousness space, Yao Chan’s soul body was already weeping uncontrollably.

”It really is the Hall of Souls! It must be those damned beasts who bewitched her, causing her to... to do such rebellious things!”

Her small soul body curled into a ball, continuously pounding the void. Remorse and heartache intertwined, almost tearing her remnant soul apart.

Outside, Yun Xiancheng remained sitting quietly, his expression indifferent, as if everything before him had nothing to do with him.

He just watched the woman who was forcing herself to endure her sickly body, yet still kept her spine straight, his cold eyes devoid of any ripples.

However, if one looked closely, they would find that his usually relaxed brows were now slightly smoothed out, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile hung at the corner of his lips.

This subtle change did not escape the eyes of Xiao Yi Xian beside him.

Although she had doubts in her heart, she did not show them at all.

She did not know what connection Yun Xiancheng had with this Medicine Emperor, but she understood that if her husband did not want to say, she only needed to accompany him quietly and keep all his secrets for him.

Lü Man quietly glanced at Yun Xiancheng from the corner of her eye. Seeing that he had no instructions, she understood.

She withdrew her gaze, the smile on her face becoming sincere and warm again:

”Being an enemy of the Hall of Souls is indeed dangerous. However, the thing I, Lü Man, admire most in my life is such a loyal and righteous extraordinary woman like the Medicine Emperor. I, Green Savage, accept this deal!”

Taking it on in her own name, borrowing the residual prestige of the Heavenly Serpent Mansion to intimidate the Black-Corner Region, but not going so far as to be completely at odds with the Hall of Souls.

Having received a positive answer, Han Fenger’s tense body finally relaxed.

She took a deep breath, bowed to everyone again, her voice carrying an uncontrollable tremor: ”Your righteousness is great; Fenger will never forget this, even if I have to repay you with my life.”

367 Planning

”Then, what exactly is the plan?” Lü Man brought the topic back on track, her fingertips lightly grazing the edge of her teacup, her gaze cast clearly toward Han Fenger. ”The might of the Hall of Souls is known to all.”

Her words were gentle but sharp. ”Even if their power in the Black-Corner Region is limited, they are by no means to be taken lightly.”

”I think the Soul Hall Protector responsible for related matters could at least be multiple.”

Her eyes shifted, a half-smile playing on her lips, adding a touch of playfulness to her words: ”Without our external aid, is the Medicine Emperor truly going to attempt to strike a stone with an egg all by herself?”

Once these words were spoken, the Young ladies behind Lü Man also felt apprehensive.

They truly could not imagine what earth-shattering means this weak-breathed woman before them could have to plot against several Dou Zong experts of the same rank.

”My plan is not overly complicated.” Han Fenger coughed lightly, covering her lips with a handkerchief, and only spoke slowly after her breath had steadied:

”We only need to find a way to lure the Dou Zong of the Hall of Souls outside of Jia Nan Academy.”

”Then, drive the tiger to devour the wolf, making them fight to the death with the academy’s guardians first.”

”After the snipe and the clam fight, the chaotic situation is set, and the power of the Hall of Souls is greatly weakened, that will be the best time for us to strike.”

She laid out the core of the entire plan, logical and clear.

It was indeed a simple and direct strategy, perhaps even a bit brutal.

Lü Man nodded slightly, quite approving of this decisiveness.

In fact, the simpler the strategy, the fewer the variables, and thus it is a truly effective strategy. Complex strategies with layers of additions only appear in the pens of novelists.

The more variables there are, the harder it is to implement.

”In that case, the key to the plan lies in how to lure them. Since the Medicine Emperor has set this plan, you must have full confidence that you can make those lackeys of the Hall of Souls obediently enter the trap?”

Han Fenger did not speak, merely nodding calmly, silently declaring her control over the matter.

”If that is the case, then that is for the best.” Lü Man’s brows relaxed, and she lifted her teacup with her slender hand, taking a light sip. ”It seems that the rampant rumors outside are not entirely groundless.”

”Yes, those rumors were indeed intentional on my part.” Han Fenger admitted frankly. ”The purpose was to confuse the situation so that the Hall of Souls would find it difficult to discern my true intentions.”

A bout of suppressed coughing interrupted her words, bringing a sickly flush to her already pale cheeks.

She paused for a moment before continuing:

”In addition—I also truly feel that this Black-Corner Region is too chaotic. If I am able, I am willing to do my part to reduce the sins in this place.”

At this point, the core matters of the alliance were finalized.

With the two Dou Zong, Lü Man and Yun Ziyi, holding the fort, Han Fenger’s great plan for revenge undoubtedly gained a most solid guarantee.

The tense atmosphere in the room quietly relaxed, and the intense planning came to an end. In its place was a moment of leisure amidst the aroma of tea.

Lü Man put down her teacup, the porcelain colliding with the tabletop with a light sound, attracting everyone’s attention.

She stared at Han Fenger, a different kind of brilliance flashing in her eyes: ”Forgive me for being presumptuous, but the Medicine Emperor is in the prime of her youth, surely you have never had a lover, right?”

Han Fenger’s hand holding the teacup paused in mid-air for a moment.

The various scenes she had carefully constructed in her mind—about the Hall of Souls, about Jia Nan Academy, about revenge—were completely shattered by this sudden question.

The jump in the topic was so large that she was momentarily unable to react.

This question seemed like a silent command.

The Young ladies, who had been a bit drowsy just a moment ago because they couldn’t understand those profound plans, now all pricked up their ears, and their bright eyes instantly ignited with a blazing fire of curiosity.

They moved closer to the table in unison.

Even the quiet and well-behaved Qing Lin and the youngest Yun Yan widened their curious eyes, their gazes sweeping back and forth between Lü Man and Han Fenger, making the latter feel quite uncomfortable for a while.

”Yes—that is indeed the case.”

Han Fenger steadied herself and placed the teacup back on the table, her fingertips slightly whitening from subconsciously tightening.

”However, with a blood feud yet to be avenged, Fenger truly has no heart to attend to matters of romance.”

Although she said this, her gaze uncontrollably drifted toward the man who had not said a word from beginning to end.

He just sat there quietly, his moon-white robes making him appear even more cold and otherworldly, as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity quietly emerged from the depths of her heart.

This was a more pure sense of closeness, originating from the depths of the soul, as if they were of the same origin.

She could perceive that her soul was longing to be close to him; it was a sense of belonging that had been lost for a long time.

It was strange.

Han Fenger shook her head, not knowing why she would have such thoughts, but she still remembered this strange feeling and took another look at Yun Xiancheng.

Finally, Han Fenger quickly attributed this strangeness to the other person’s stunning appearance.

Facing such a person of peerless bearing, it was only human nature to develop a favorable impression.