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

335: Section 335Her gaze, like a clear autumn stream, rested quietly and intently on him.

Three months apart, even though they could exchange morning and evening greetings daily through the small network, the longing still grew like rampant vines, tightly entangling her heart and occasionally making her feel a confused sense of helplessness.

The shadow of his impending return was like a sharp sword hanging over her head.

Once he returned to the clan, how would she endure the numerous obstacles and the long wait?

Her thoughts were a tangled mess, but when her gaze met Yun Xiancheng’s calm and unwavering eyes, all her anxiety and unease miraculously subsided.

Seven years, ten years at most.

He would step into the Ancient World, standing before those elders with an unmatched demeanor, declaring his intention to marry her. Dou Sheng experts have lifespans measured in millennia.

He was in his prime, and his future years were long. These mere ten years were but a flick of a finger compared to their eternal companionship. With her knot untied, Xiao Xun’er’s slightly furrowed brows completely relaxed. She lifted her skirt, moved with light lotus steps, and found a spot beside Yun Xiancheng,

sitting down quietly.

She no longer spoke, simply maintaining a faint, gentle smile on her lips, quietly accompanying him.

The Young ladies of Moon Spirit immediately became lively, serving tea and water, arranging pastries, and soon a bustling tea party was set up. The chirping of orioles echoed in the room, but the atmosphere was distinctly different from their usual sisterly chats.

There was always one or two Young ladies who, while serving refreshments, ’accidentally’ brushed their fingertips across Yun Xiancheng’s hand, or ’unintentionally’ swept a corner of their skirt over his knee while adjusting their sitting posture.

The faint, sweet scent in the air grew stronger.

Just then, Liu Qing, who had been lying in Yun Xiancheng’s arms, eyes closed as if in peaceful sleep, slowly opened her eyes. Dou Qi permeated around her, but Yun Xiancheng confined it within a small area.

”I’ve broken through, my dear.

Liu Qing’s eyes revealed joy as she looked at Yun Xiancheng.

Yun Xiancheng smiled, ”Since you’re a Dou Wang now, you must hold back a bit when fighting Yan Ran.”

Liu Qing buried her head and said, ”Anyway, whether I win or lose, I’m yours, so I won’t hold back.” Nalan Yanran still felt immense pressure looking at Liu Qing, who was now a Dou Wang.

Senior Brother 393 should take the Liu Sisters sooner.

Nalan Yanran’s gaze fell on Liu Qing, who was lazily leaning in Yun Xiancheng’s embrace. The solid aura of a newly advanced Dou Wang, even when restrained, was still as profound and unfathomable as a deep abyss and towering peak.

A sense of powerlessness quietly crept into her heart. She knew clearly that the chasm between herself and Liu Qing was already insurmountable. After all, she was still lacking in age and experience.

Dou Ling and Dou Wang, a single character difference, yet a world apart.

She clearly recognized that her chances of winning were slim, but then she reconsidered, the difference between victory and defeat seemed not so important anymore.

The initial bet was merely an excuse to ’rightfully’ bring this heroic and spirited jade-faced spear under her husband’s wing. Now that the Beauty was already in Lord Guan’s embrace, the initial purpose of the challenge had been achieved, and that obsession vanished with it.

Since she was inferior in skill, why should she, out of her own desire to win, delay her husband’s happiness with many wives? It would be better to go with the flow and facilitate this beautiful matter sooner.

With her mind made up, Nalan Yanran no longer hesitated. She concentrated her mind, and a wisp of soul read, as fine as a gossamer thread, quietly extended, precisely connecting with Yun Xiancheng’s consciousness without the other women noticing.

A string of secret words, playful with a hint of coquetry, then sounded in his mind: ”Husband, don’t wait any longer, take the Liu Sisters soon. All the sisters present have already received your favor, leaving only the two of them, wouldn’t that make it seem like you’re playing favorites and neglecting the Beauties?”

Yun Xiancheng’s response was concise and direct, just as she had anticipated: ”Hmm, I understand, then let it be now.” His divine sense was calm and unwavering, yet it carried an air of inevitability.

”Hmph.” Nalan Yanran softly snorted in her heart, but the corners of her lips involuntarily curved upwards. This husband of hers was always so candid when it came to collecting Beauties.

He was the Senior Brother who said from the start that he liked everyone and would shoulder the responsibility of three palaces and six courtyards.

She recalled the years of their first acquaintance in Wutan City; back then, he was very proactive with that girl Xiao Mei, swift in action and never dragging his feet.

She wondered when it started, perhaps as the number of confidantes around him grew, he became more reserved, only acting when the girls initiative came into his arms.

It was time to make him rediscover that long-lost initiative.

Nalan Yanran secretly resolved that assisting her husband in taking the Liu Sisters was her undeniable duty.

Prompted by Nalan Yanran’s mental urging, Yun Xiancheng’s gaze grew softer, falling upon the Liu Sisters who were clinging tightly to each other in his arms.

Today’s harvest was abundant, and his mood was cheerful. The gentle and obedient appearance of this pair of sisters was indeed endearing. He mused in his heart, but his hands did not stop, his thumb gently pinching Liu Qing’s smooth, full cheek.

The Liu Sisters resembled each other, both beautiful, but Liu Qing’s brows and eyes held a bit more of the heroic spirit of one who had experienced many battles, shedding the innocence of a young girl and appearing more spirited.

However, at this moment, this ’jade-faced spear’ renowned throughout the Inner Academy, was as docile as a noble cat that had retracted all its claws, quietly nestled against his palm, her beautiful eyes shimmering with an unyielding affection.

As her emotions surged, Liu Qing suddenly mustered her courage, tilted her neck slightly, and her warm lips actively pressed against Yun Xiancheng’s cheek.

It was a fleeting touch, yet her own cheeks instantly burned, and she asked in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz, ”Wh-what are you thinking about?” Yun Xiancheng didn’t answer, merely turned his head with a smile, responding with a gentle kiss.

He accurately captured those slightly parted lips, gently caressing and grinding them, then pried open her pearly teeth, his warm tongue exploring inward, finding the shy and retreating

lilac tongue, guiding it to dance together.

As the kiss ended, an ambiguous silver thread connected their lips.

Liu Fei, standing nearby, had long since flushed crimson, and her eyes welled up with glistening moisture, whether from envy or bashfulness, it was hard to tell.

She steeled herself, leaned in, closed her eyes, and pressed her own lips against his, clumsily imitating her sister’s and her beloved’s actions just now, tasting the flavor of her first kiss, both initiative and unpracticed.

After a moment, their lips parted, leaving only the urgent and warm breaths of the two sisters in the air.

Both of them had flushed cheeks and lowered heads, yet they couldn’t help but secretly glance up, looking at Yun Xiancheng with wet, glistening eyes full of boundless affection. The invitation and anticipation contained within needed no words to express.

The surrounding women, already understanding, all wore playful yet congratulatory smiles, tacitly clearing a path. Nalan Yanran gracefully stood up, moved with light lotus steps behind Yun Xiancheng, and extended her slender, jade-like hand, gently pressing it against his back.

With a gentle yet firm force, she pushed him and the two sisters in his arms together towards the Moon Spirit’s resting inner chamber.

As the heavy wooden door slowly closed, cutting off the figures of the three, the atmosphere outside instantly ignited. One of the Moon Spirit Young ladies couldn’t hold back first, lowering her voice and cheering:

”Great! That famous jade-faced spear, and her lovely younger sister, the most dazzling twin stars in the academy, from now on they’ll be our dear sisters!”

As soon as she finished speaking, another Young lady rushed to Nalan Yanran, pulling her sleeve, and asked in a rapid-fire manner:

”Sister Yan Ran, how much dowry should we prepare then? Are we marrying into the Cloud Mist Sect, or does Husband have another residence? Can we get married without alarming

our families? I, I want to stay at home from now on, I don’t want to go out and show my face anymore, I just want to live a peaceful life.”

Nalan Yanran was surrounded by these chattering Young ladies, listening to their naive yet practical plans, and couldn’t help but smile.

She patiently answered each question, shifting her attention away from the romantic affairs that might be happening behind the closed door, conscientiously playing the role of the backbone of a large family.

Inside the chamber, candlelight flickered, and warmth filled the air. Two stunning Beauties, remarkably similar in appearance, sat side by side on the soft bed.

Having shed their usual battle attire, dressed only in thin, close-fitting nightgowns, their figures appeared even more graceful and curvaceous. They raised their shy and eager eyes, gazing affectionately at Yun Xiancheng as he slowly walked towards them.

Even Yun Xiancheng, long accustomed to the gentle embrace of Beauties, couldn’t help but feel a different kind of ripple in his heart when faced with this scene.

The supreme wisdom of the ancient sage Emperor Shun, Achieved Achievement, two beauties with one heart—this ancient tradition deeply ingrained in the bloodline indeed held an undeniable truth.

Yun Xiancheng sat on the edge of the bed, extended his long arms, and embraced the delicate pair of sisters, one on each side. With one hand, he brushed away the stray hair from Liu Qing’s cheek, and with the other, he gently stroked Liu Fei’s slightly flushed earlobe, his movements utterly tender. Liu Qing buried her head deeply into his chest, her voice muffled:

”From this day forward, we sisters... are yours. I will fulfill my duties as a wife, whether it’s wandering the world with you or bearing your children.” Liu Fei said nothing, just hugged his arm with all her strength, as if trying to melt into his body.

Yun Xiancheng felt the two soft bodies in his arms, his heart filled with tenderness and contentment. He lowered his head, kissed the top of each of their heads, and solemnly promised:

”I will always be by your side.”

As his words fell, the candlelight in the room seemed to shyly flicker.

Clothes were shed, the rustling of fabric like silkworms eating leaves, and three figures intertwined in the dim light. The room was then filled with endless spring, a perfect union,

all unspoken.

394 Inner Academy Competition

”Xiancheng, for this competition, you few don’t need to start from the beginning. Just wait until the final round.” Elder Su Qian stood before Yun Xiancheng, advising him earnestly.

His weathered eyes showed care for the younger generation, and a hint of helplessness when facing these super-standard little monsters. ”There’s no need to compete aggressively with those youngsters and needlessly mess up the seniority, right?” His words were half advice, half jest.

Yun Xiancheng had indeed been much more stable lately; at least, the incidents from the Outer Academy hadn’t recurred. Upon hearing this, Yun Xiancheng gently nodded, accepting this special consideration.

He, Xiao Yi Xian, Yun Yan, and Zi Yan sat comfortably in the spacious Elder’s seats with an open view. Below, the arena was boisterous, a tide of human voices, yet here, they enjoyed a unique tranquility, a world unto itself.

Zi Yan was clearly not one to sit still. On the large, cushioned seat, her body constantly shifted, wriggling about, never idle for a moment.

For her, this comfortable Elder’s seat was far less appealing than Yun Xiancheng’s warm, firm thigh. That was her exclusive, most perfect throne.

However, as soon as this thought sprouted, it was mercilessly quashed by the person beside her. Xiao Yi Xian sat on Yun Xiancheng’s other side, her posture serene, a faint smile gracing her lips.

Under Xiao Yi Xian’s gaze, Zi Yan immediately softened by half. Zi Yan’s grand plan to monopolize Yun Xiancheng’s thigh was declared bankrupt before it even began. After Elder Su Qian finished his instructions, he returned to his main seat. With his command, the new round of the strong ranking list competition officially began in the noisy arena.

The process of the competition, for those in the Elder’s seats, indeed required no extensive description.

It was merely a formality; battles of vastly different strengths or evenly matched opponents seemed rather mundane in their eyes. After several rounds of elimination, the sun gradually reached its zenith, and the top twenty names on the strong ranking list were essentially finalized.

There were also dark horses among them. The most notable was Hu Jia. This charming young lady, with the mere strength of a two-star Dou Ling, managed to defeat a powerful seven-star Dou Ling opponent, drawing gasps of surprise from the entire arena and successfully securing the twentieth position.

This gap and combat experience indicated that the young lady’s talent was indeed not bad.

As for the Xiao Mei and Xiao Yu sisters, they occupied the tail end of the strong ranking list, in the forties, neither good nor bad.

Although this ranking was not top-tier, it was already among the best in the Inner Academy. After all, they genuinely defeated five-star Dou Ling opponents to achieve it, and their combat experience was something to be proud of.

Xun’er had no interest in the competition. After securing tenth place, she sat by Yun Xiancheng early on.

She surpassed the long-established nine-star Dou Ling experts in the academy, ultimately ranking eighth.

And Liu Qing, this former jade-faced spear, was already a Peak Dou Ling at nine stars, half a step into Dou Wang, a formidable character who firmly held the third spot on the strong ranking list.

Now, having broken through to the Dou Wang realm, her strength was incomparable. In the recent competition, she finally and honorably defeated her old rival of many years—Lin Xiuya.

If it were in the past, having defeated Lin Xiuya, she would have deservedly taken the second seat on the strong ranking list.

However—the situation was different now. Liu Qing glanced at the Elder’s seats and silently calculated. Now, she could at most rank fifth.

The competition continued for a while, and as the matches of familiar people concluded one after another, the area around Yun Xiancheng’s Elder’s seat became uncontrollably lively.

Yan Ran fought Liu Qing; she was also the only student who could fight Liu Qing to a standstill at the five-star Dou Ling realm.

Although Liu Qing also gained the qualifications of a ruler and Quasi-Heaven Rank Dou Techniques, she had only recently advanced, and many things had not yet transformed. While stronger than before, she had not yet unleashed the full potential of her talent.

Even so, she still struggled for a long time with Yan Ran before barely winning. If she hadn’t broken through, she would have certainly lost. Xiao Yan was much more stable, ”luckily” winning against Han Yue and then defeating a much weakened Yan Ran, cleverly snatching sixth place.

After Yan Ran rested, she took seventh place.

Xiao Xun Er, Xiao Yu, Xiao Mei, Hu Jia, Xue Ni, and the Young ladies of Moon Spirit, and even Han Yue, who had just defeated her opponent and was resting, all gathered around tacitly.

For a moment, all of Yun Xiancheng’s confidantes in Jia Nan Academy were gathered together. The chirping of orioles, the jingle of jade pendants, and the faint fragrance added a touch of romantic spring to the solemn

Elder’s seats.

”Sister Xiao Yi Xian, in this strong ranking list competition, will you still fight Lord Guan?”

The most innocent and cheerful Yun was the first to speak. She looked curiously at the gentle and serene Xiao Yi Xian beside her and asked crisply. Xiao Yi Xian shook her head with a smile without thinking, answering decisively: ”No.”

She had her own plans. Recently, she hadn’t been idle. She had secretly ”borrowed” many rare poisonous materials from the academy’s medicine garden, and after intense cultivation, her cultivation had just reached the one-star Dou Huang realm.

However, the memory of being instantly killed by Yun Xiancheng in one move last time was too profound.

The gap between herself and him had been clearly tested last time, so why bother going up again to humiliate herself?

To think that she was now a Dou Huang expert, this level of strength, even looking at the entire Jia Ma Empire, would rank among the top ten masters.

Face, after all, was still important.

Yun Yan glanced, then turned her gaze to Zi Yan, who was still wrestling with the chair on the other side, and pressed on: ”What about you? Sister Zi Yan?” Zi Yan paused at her words.

She was originally Peak Dou Wang. During her trip to the Black-Corner Region a few days ago, she completely gave herself to Yun Xiancheng, and her cultivation naturally broke through to one-star Dou Huang.

However, even so, she could still sense that Yun Xiancheng’s aura was much stronger than hers, so profound that it was unfathomable. This was very strange. She thought, Brother Xiancheng’s aura clearly still remained at the Peak Dou Master level.

Although the gap between Dou Wang and Dou Huang was not as vast as that of later realms, the strength boost after a breakthrough was still immense.

Even with this breakthrough boost, Zi Yan still clearly realized that she probably still couldn’t defeat Yun Xiancheng, who was still Peak Dou Wang. This man simply couldn’t be judged by common sense.

”Then let our husband be the number one on the strong ranking list!”

A gentle and pleasant voice sounded at the right moment. Xiao Xun’er had arrived beside the four at some point and spoke with a smile.

Her gaze shifted, falling upon them, and she softly suggested: ”Sister Yun Yan is still Peak Dou Wang, so how about fourth place? Zi Yan is a Dou Huang, so she ranks third. Xiao Yi Xian is the strongest, so she’ll be second. What do you all think?”

Xiao Xun’er smiled sweetly, and in a few words, clearly arranged the top four seats. Yun Yan, who had no interest in rankings, immediately nodded obediently.

Zi Yan, however, felt completely off. She, the dignified former number one on the strong ranking list, with the bloodline of the Void Ancient Dragon, how could she have fallen to such a state? It was one thing to not be able to beat Brother Xiancheng, but how could she not even beat Sister Yi Xian?

Feeling indignant, she subconsciously glanced at Xiao Yi Xian, wanting an explanation.

This glance met Xiao Yi Xian’s gaze. Xiao Yi Xian still maintained her gentle, smiling demeanor, but in her beautiful eyes, there was a faint glint of coldness, quietly staring at her.

Zi Yan immediately shivered, her fur standing on end. Alright, she took back what she said earlier.

Third place was actually quite good, very good, practically tailor-made for her!

Amidst their teasing, Xiao Xun’er’s expression suddenly changed. Yun Xiancheng frowned, raising his eyes to the sky.

395 Guests from the Ancient Clan

Xiao Xun’er quietly moved to Yun Xiancheng’s side, her soft hand reaching out and tightly gripping his warm palm, her fingertips slightly white from the effort. ”They’ve come...” Her breath was almost imperceptible, as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, yet the complex emotions within were clearly conveyed.