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

355: Section 355For the past three days, the star chaser had been like a celestial palace suspended in the sky, quietly moored above the mountain gate of the Fenglei Northern Pavilion.

It did not descend, nor did it make any further moves, but its very presence was like an invisible mountain, pressing heavily on the hearts of every disciple of the Fenglei Northern Pavilion.

Initially, the disciples in the pavilion were filled with righteous indignation, considering this a great humiliation and clamoring for a fight to the death with these arrogant outsiders who didn’t know the heights of the heavens.

However, as time passed and they discovered that even the Pavilion Master and the four elders remained tight-lipped about it, only strictly ordering all disciples not to go out and provoke them, that initial courage was quickly replaced by an emotion called unease and fear.

Accompanied by the clear cry of a crane, a brilliant seven-colored rainbow galloped from the eastern horizon. Its speed was so fast that it pulled a long, shimmering trail of light across the sky.

Above the rainbow light, one could vaguely see a majestic spirit crane and two extraordinary figures. ”They’re here.”

In the viewing deck of the star chaser, Yun Xiancheng was sitting across from Yun Yun, sipping tea. He set down the jade cup in his hand.

Almost simultaneously, atop the main peak of the Fenglei Northern Pavilion, Pavilion Master Fei Tian and the four elders had already been waiting for a long time. When they saw that seven-colored rainbow,

The humiliation and unease that had been suppressed on their faces for three days were instantly replaced by a fanatical excitement and worship. ”We respectfully welcome the arrival of Thunder Venerable!”

Fei Tian took a step forward and bowed respectfully toward the approaching rainbow light, his voice booming like a great bell.

The group of elders and disciples behind him also knelt down in unison, their expressions fanatical as if they were welcoming their deity. As the rainbow light dissipated, a seven-colored spirit crane with a wingspan of over ten zhang elegantly hovered before the welcoming platform.

Standing at the front of the spirit crane was an old man dressed in deep purple thunder-patterned robes. His face was majestic, exuding authority without anger, and his body was surrounded by visible silver lightning.

Every gesture he made radiated a terrifying pressure sufficient to make space itself tremble.

This person was none other than the Master of the Eastern Pavilion of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, a veteran powerhouse who had dominated the Northern Region of Central State for many years—the Two Star Dou Zun, Thunder Venerable! And standing gracefully behind Thunder Venerable was a beautiful young girl.

She wore a magnificent seven-colored dress that danced with the wind like unfolding colorful clouds. Her sleek black hair was elegantly pinned up, revealing a snow-white, slender neck.

Her features were as exquisite as a fairy in a painting, especially her pair of purple-brown gem-like eyes.

Clear and noble, she looked like a beloved princess from some super empire, beautiful and holy. She was the most dazzling genius of this generation in the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, the personal disciple of the Eastern Pavilion Master, Feng Qing’er.

But at this moment, the holy and beautiful face of this pride of heaven was filled with unmistakable indignation and humiliation.

Her beautiful purple-brown eyes glared fixedly at the luxurious treasure boat floating in the sky nearby, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip so hard she almost drew blood.

It was simply a great humiliation!

As the future helmsman of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, when had she, Feng Qing’er, ever suffered such a grievance in this land of the Northern Region of Central State? To be named as an indemnity gift, to be taken away as a concubine!

If this news got out, how could she ever hold her head up on the continent? Where would the face of the entire Wind and Thunder Pavilion be placed?

”Lord Thunder Venerable, you must seek justice for us!”

Fei Tian approached with a somber momentum, pointing at the star chaser in the sky and accusing with tears and complaints.

”It is the people on that ship who killed our Northern Pavilion disciple Hong Chen for no reason, wiped out the entire Hong Family, and even came to our door to insult our Wind and Thunder Pavilion to the extreme!”

”Their actions are perverse and arrogant; they truly do not act like human beings!”

As Thunder Venerable listened to the accusations, his majestic face had already darkened to the point where it could drip water. Without saying a single superfluous word, his eyes, which contained endless lightning, suddenly looked up.

Staring directly at the star chaser, a world-destroying Dou Zun aura suddenly erupted! ”Rat! Get out here and meet your death!”

The terrifying pressure, like a physical wave, swept toward the star chaser.

The entire sky trembled under this aura, silver snakes danced wildly, and thunder roared as if doomsday had arrived! Seeing this, everyone from the Fenglei Northern Pavilion was greatly heartened, their faces showing expressions of wild joy.

In their view, with a Dou Zun powerhouse like Thunder Venerable taking action, no matter how strong the opponent was, there was no way they could escape! The dignity of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion could not be provoked!

However, just as that thunderous pressure was about to touch the star chaser,

A cold and sharp sword qi suddenly burst forth from within the boat, precisely striking the center of that pressure! *Rip!*

A soft sound, like a sharp blade slicing through silk. That Dou Zun aura, which was enough to make an ordinary Dou Zong’s liver and gall split with fear,

Was actually sliced open from the middle by this seemingly unremarkable sword qi, turning into two turbulent flows and dissipating into nothingness. Immediately after, the hatch of the star chaser opened silently.

Two figures, a man and a woman, both dressed in spotless white robes with ancient longswords at their waists, stepped out into the air side-by-side.

The man was peerlessly handsome with an elegant temperament, like a banished immortal in the clouds; the woman was graceful and poised, noble and holy, like a goddess under the moon.

The two of them just floated quietly in the air. Although they didn’t release any terrifying aura,

They gave off a feeling of being as deep as an abyss and as steady as a mountain, unshakable. They were the master and disciple, Yun Xiancheng and Yun Yun.

Thunder Venerable’s pupils shrank suddenly, his gaze locking onto Yun Yun.

The sword qi that had just broken his aura originated from this woman of peerless elegance!

Yun Yun just watched Thunder Venerable quietly. In her cold phoenix eyes, there were no ripples. She slowly raised her right hand and gently grasped the hilt of the ’Wind Spirit’ longsword at her waist.

This simple movement made Thunder Venerable feel as if he were facing a great enemy, and the hairs all over his body stood on end in an instant!

He could clearly sense that as the opponent grasped the sword hilt, a sharp sword intent capable of tearing through the sky had already locked onto him firmly!

Thunderous waves surged in Thunder Venerable’s heart, but his dignity as a veteran Two Star Dou Zun would not allow him to retreat. He gave a roar, his hands suddenly forming seals as lightning flared around him!

”Since you insist on seeking death, this Venerable will fulfill your wish! Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body!”

In an instant, thousands of bolts of lightning gathered behind him, actually transforming into several lightning clones that looked exactly like him! Each clone radiated terrifying energy fluctuations, making it impossible to distinguish real from fake.

From all directions, they rushed toward Yun Yun with the speed of a thunderbolt! This was the signature Dou Technique of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, an Earth Class High Level Dou Technique—Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body! Performed by him, a Dou Zun powerhouse, it created a Dou Zun clone.

However, facing these sky-filling lightning shadows, there was still no ripple on Yun Yun’s face.

She simply drew her sword!

A clear sword chime echoed through the clouds.

There was no earth-shaking energy explosion, nor were there any magnificent or dazzling Dou Technique light effects.

Everyone only saw a cold sword light, like moonlight falling from the nine heavens, flashing through the sky-filling lightning shadows. That sword light seemed not to be fighting, but dancing.

Yunlan Sword Dance!

As the sword light faded, Yun Yun had already sheathed her sword. She still floated quietly in place, her white clothes as white as snow and spotless, as if she had never moved.

Meanwhile, all the lightning clones in the sky froze at the same time, then shattered inch by inch like a reflection in water, turning into a sky full of light spots and dissipating into nothingness.

A faint sound of flesh being sliced open rang out.

Thunder Venerable’s figure stumbled in mid-air, nearly falling. He reached out in disbelief and slowly touched his cheek. At his fingertips, he felt a warm, moist sensation.

A drop of crimson blood slowly dripped from his fingertip.

A faint bloody scratch had appeared on his face. One sword strike had broken his Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body,

And had even left a sword mark on the face of a Dou Zun powerhouse like him!

Although the injury was negligible, the meaning behind it made Thunder Venerable feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body turning cold!

The entire welcoming platform fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes and agape mouths, their minds completely blank.

The wild joy on Fei Tian’s face completely froze, turning into boundless fear and shock. Their proud Lord Thunder Venerable... actually lost?

Just as the atmosphere froze to the breaking point, on Thunder Venerable’s majestic face,

There suddenly bloomed a... peerlessly kind, one could even say fawning, smile. He slapped his thigh and cupped his hands toward Yun Xiancheng with enthusiastic laughter:

”Aiya! This worthy brother truly has great methods! Great methods indeed! Just now was merely a bit of sparring between me and my sister-in-law, just a joke! Don’t take it seriously! Don’t take it seriously at all!”

The speed of his change in attitude was simply jaw-dropping.

”I heard from those useless things in the Northern Pavilion earlier that you, worthy brother, had taken a fancy to our Wind and Thunder Pavilion’s Qing’er. As soon as I heard that, I thought, this is a wonderful thing!” As Thunder Venerable spoke, he warmly pulled forward Feng Qing’er, who was already dumbfounded by this series of events, and pushed her forward with a face full of smiles,

”Look, worthy brother, this girl of mine is quite pretty, isn’t she? To be able to form a happy union with a dragon among men like you is a blessing my Wind and Thunder Pavilion has earned over eight lifetimes; it is the fortune of the Wind and Thunder! From now on, we are one family, one family!”

Feng Qing’er: ”?”

Her head was buzzing, and she almost thought she was hallucinating. What was going on?

Master... he just sold me out like that?

Looking at her master’s fawning appearance, as if he couldn’t wait to pack her up and send her to the other party’s bed, a surge of unprecedented shame and indignation instantly rushed to her heart.

Her holy and beautiful face turned bright red, and her body trembled slightly with anger.

She violently broke free from Thunder Venerable’s hand and shouted at Yun Xiancheng with all her strength, word by word: ”I, Feng Qing’er, would rather die than submit to a rogue like you!”

However, her resistance appeared so pale and weak before a Dou Zun powerhouse.

Thunder Venerable’s face hardened, and a gentle but powerful force instantly bound her body, making her unable to move or even speak.

”Sigh, just a child, she doesn’t know any better!”

Thunder Venerable turned back to Yun Xiancheng with an apologetic smile,

”Don’t mind her, worthy brother. This girl has been spoiled by me since she was young and has a bit of a temper. After you go back, you must discipline her well! I guarantee she will serve you obediently on your wedding night!”

After saying that, he actually sent the immobile Feng Qing’er directly to Yun Xiancheng like a piece of cargo. Yun Xiancheng smiled and followed the flow, taking the pride of heaven who was full of humiliation and resentment, and picking her up by the waist. ”Then, Miss Qing’er, please give me your guidance from now on.”

He whispered with a laugh in Feng Qing’er’s ear. ”Farewell, worthy brother!”

Thunder Venerable waved goodbye to the star chaser with a face full of smiles. His enthusiastic manner made people almost forget what he looked like at the beginning.

The hatch of the star chaser slowly closed. Under the stunned, fearful, and bewildered gazes of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion crowd, the massive hull slowly started up, turned into a streak of light, and disappeared into the horizon.

Only when the star chaser had completely disappeared did the smile on Thunder Venerable’s face retract inch by inch, finally turning into bone-chilling coldness and grimness.

He slowly turned around, his eyes containing lightning coldly sweeping over Fei Tian and all the Northern Pavilion elders present. ”A bunch of useless trash who are more than capable of spoiling things but incapable of achieving anything.”

He uttered these words flatly, then, under Fei Tian’s terrified gaze, he slowly raised his palm. *Puff!*

A palm strike landed lightly on Fei Tian’s crown.

This Master of the Fenglei Northern Pavilion couldn’t even let out a scream,

Before his entire head exploded like a watermelon, red and white matter splashing everywhere.

Simultaneously, behind him, a lightning clone identical to himself slowly condensed into form.

Two Dou Zun powerhouses, like reapers from hell, began the slaughter expressionlessly. Dead people do not leak scandals.

Even if she stopped cultivating or jumped off this spatial boat, it was impossible for her to be Yun Xiancheng’s concubine.

”Let me go! You shameless bastard! Rogue!”

Feng Qing’er squeezed these words out from between her teeth with all her strength, her voice trembling slightly with resentment.

Hearing this, Yun Xiancheng didn’t get angry but instead looked down and gave her a toothy grin. That smile was warm and clear, yet it made Feng Qing’er feel a bone-chilling cold.

The moment she stepped onto the viewing deck, Feng Qing’er’s pupils couldn’t help but shrink slightly.

The space here was far more vast than imagined, with clouds swirling and immortal flowers blooming, like the residence of a deity. This place was sparsely populated, with few gazes to be seen.

Only a few clear gazes were cast over in unison the moment they entered.

One of the gazes, lazy and full of aggression, came from a beautiful woman dressed in a luxurious purple dress, reclining on a cloud couch. Her figure was enchanting and plump, and her brow carried an innate charm. Her golden vertical pupils seemed able to see through one’s soul. ”Oh? Our husband brought back a new toy?”

Yun Ziyi spoke lazily with a hint of teasing in her voice. She propped up her chin, looking at Feng Qing’er in Yun Xiancheng’s arms with great interest.

Feng Qing’er’s heart sank. Husband? This form of address made her brain a bit confused.

This stunning woman before her, whose aura was unfathomable and at least at the Dou Zun level, actually called this bastard ’husband’?

”Hm?”

Yun Ziyi’s gaze lingered on Feng Qing’er for a moment, a flash of surprise in her golden vertical pupils. ”Interesting. You little girl seem to have... just a tiny bit of the scent of us magical beasts. It’s very faint, but it can’t hide from my nose.” Hearing this, Feng Qing’er’s heart shook even more; her origins seemed to have been seen through.

Before she could recover from her shock, another charming voice came from the side. ”Isn’t that right, Sister Ziyi?”

A woman dressed in seven-colored scale armor palace attire appeared nearby. She was peerlessly beautiful with a proud and cold temperament. She crossed her arms, leaning against a jade pillar, her seven-colored snake pupils full of mischievous laughter.

”This is good. The ’Magical Beast Faction’ in our harem has grown stronger again. In future meetings, we’ll have one more vote.” ”Cai Lin, you’re talking nonsense again,” Yun Yun’s helpless voice came from the main seat, though no blame could be heard in her tone. ”I... I am not of your kind!”

A strong desire for survival finally allowed her to break through Yun Xiancheng’s restriction. She struggled, and although she couldn’t escape his embrace, she could finally make a sound.

”I am different from you! I, Feng Qing’er, would rather die than submit to this bastard!” Her words were forceful and filled with unyielding will.

However, this righteous declaration was met with a large eye-roll from Cai Lin. ”Heh, little girl, you’ve got quite a mouth.”

Cai Lin gave a cold laugh and walked over with elegant steps. She looked down at Feng Qing’er, her seven-colored snake pupils full of contempt.

”Who do you think you are? The pride of heaven? The young pavilion master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion? Before our husband, these titles are worthless.” She extended a slender jade finger and lightly tapped Feng Qing’er’s face, which was flushed with anger, saying indifferently:

”To put it bluntly, a ’trophy’ like you who was forcibly taken back doesn’t even have the right to sit at the table, let alone receive our husband’s favor.” ”You...!”

These words were like a sharp knife, stabbing ruthlessly into Feng Qing’er’s heart! Since her birth, she, Feng Qing’er, had been the center of attention.

With peerless talent and a holy appearance, she was hailed as a rare genius not seen in the Wind and Thunder Pavilion for centuries, the future mistress of the Northern Region of Central State!

When had she ever suffered such an insult?