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

358: Section 358”Then... Husband, tonight... can you have us sisters?”

These words exploded in Han Xue’s mind like a clap of thunder. She snapped her head up, looking at her elder sister in disbelief.

She never would have imagined that her usually steady and reserved sister would say something so... so bold and explicit! However, when she saw the flicker of amusement and appreciation in Yun Xiancheng’s eyes, which were as deep as the starry sky:

Her heart, which had been racing with shame, miraculously calmed down. It was replaced by a strong, uncontrollable longing.

”Yes... Husband.” Han Xue also plucked up her courage, echoing in a voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, ”Please. Take pity on us sisters.”

Faced with such a proactive request from a pair of delicate and charming sisters, any normal man would be unable to refuse. Yun Xiancheng gave a light chuckle, pulled the two sisters up from the ground, and drew them into his arms.

”Since you’ve requested it yourselves.” He lowered his head and pressed a gentle kiss onto each of their smooth foreheads, ”Then tonight, we shall...”

”Joint Ascension to Paradise.”

As the night deepened, the temperature inside the bedroom continued to climb.

Clothes were shed, and two equally elegant and moving, yet distinct, perfect bodies were revealed without reservation before Yun Xiancheng. Han Yue was well-proportioned, carrying a mature charm; Han Xue appeared more youthful and tight, like a flower bud waiting to bloom.

”Husband... first... take me first.” Han Yue’s face was flushed as she proactively kissed Yun Xiancheng’s lips. ”No, Sister, it’s better... better if I go first...”

Seeing this, Han Xue also plucked up her courage from the other side. She hugged Yun Xiancheng’s arm, using her youthful yet equally soft body to press...

...tightly against him.

Looking at the two sisters vying for his attention, Yun Xiancheng laughed heartily and pinned them both down onto the soft cloud bed. ”No need to argue. Tonight, neither of you is getting away.”

A picturesque scene of amorous delight, where the snow and moon shone together, slowly unfolded.

He first aimed his target at the more proactive elder sister. Beside them, Han Xue watched this scene blankly.

Seeing her own biological sister in that man’s arms, showing such an intoxicated and happy expression,

”Husband... I... I want it too.” She murmured uncontrollably. Hearing this, Yun Xiancheng turned his head and nodded.

While continuing his conquest of Han Yue, he reached out with one hand,

He took hold of Han Xue’s bewildered small hand and guided it to touch. ”Ah!”

Han Xue let out a startled cry as if struck by lightning,

But she did not pull her hand back; instead, her body softened into a pool of spring water.

”Do you like it?” Yun Xiancheng’s voice was full of seduction. ”L... Like it.”

A long time later, while Han Yue lay to the side, Han Xue took action.

She first felt pain, a pain accompanied by an incomparable sense of fulfillment. The winter plum blossomed, reaching the threshold of growth.

But soon, that pain was drowned out by an even more surging wave of pleasure. She had never imagined that this matter would be so... wonderful.

She held Yun Xiancheng tightly, responding to him clumsily, and the sounds coming from her mouth began to sing a melody.

The moonlight filtered through the screen window, quietly spilling over the large bed.

The Han sisters, in their own ways, accepted the grace and dew that was enough to melt them. This night, no one was destined to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, when the horizon outside began to pale, this night-long revelry finally came to a slow close with the sisters’ final high-pitched and satisfied cries.

439 Mu Qingluan

Time flew by, and several months had quietly passed since the incident at the Fenglei Northern Pavilion.

The star chaser cruised leisurely over the Northern Region, and life on the ship was as warm and decadent as ever. And today was the day originally set to head to the Tianshan Blood Pool.

Yun Xiancheng’s lineup for this trip could be described as luxurious. Besides the Han sisters, Feng Qing’er, Nalan Yanran, and the Liu sisters, Liu Qing and Liu Fei, there were three unexpected guests in the group.

”So, you came along too?”

Nalan Yanran stood on the deck with her arms crossed, looking at the black-clad girl who was clinging intimately to Yun Xiancheng’s arm like a koala with a smug face. Her brow furrowed into a knot.

”Nonsense!” Xiao Yan puffed out her chest righteously, her other hand intimately hooking around Yun Xiancheng’s neck. She gave him a loud kiss on the cheek and shot Nalan Yanran a defiant look.

”I’m doing this for the sisters who couldn’t come! Think about it, if we make it ten people, won’t everyone be able to enjoy twice the effect of the Blood Pool out of thin air? I’m seeking benefits for everyone. Do you understand what it means to look at the big picture?”

Her crooked logic actually received strong support from the other two ’little ones’.

”Exactly, exactly! Sister Yan is right!” Zi Yan sat on Yun Xiancheng’s shoulders, clutching a handful of spiritual fruits. Hearing this, she immediately nodded like a woodpecker, echoing indistinctly, ”Perfect ten!”

Beside them, Yun Yan followed her example, nodding her small head vigorously. Nalan Yanran looked at these three jokers, momentarily speechless.

One was a two-star Dou Zong, and two were genuine Peak Dou Zongs!

For these three little ones to go and snatch the Blood Pool opportunity, which allowed one to break through to Dou Zong, from a group of Dou Huangs was simply too shameless!

The Han sisters stood a bit further away, looking at the other side with complex expressions. There, the once proud, holy, and unyielding Young Pavilion Master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion was now submissively leaning into Yun Xiancheng’s embrace like a satisfied little bird.

She gently rubbed her beautiful cheek against his arm, a happy and infatuated smile hanging on the corner of her lips.

Han Xue still felt that her husband was terrifyingly powerful. In the past ten-plus years, the Wind and Thunder Pavilion had been as powerful as a mountain, and Feng Qing’er, as the Young Pavilion Master, had a reputation as a genius that rang like thunder.

And yet, wasn’t she the same as them now?

Um... the unfortunate part was that this shameless colorful bird had gotten there earlier than her. How vexing! Did she have to call her ’Sister’?

What a loss! If she had known, she would have attacked earlier. Every moment of hesitation was her own loss. Han Xue was weeping in her heart.

The other girls were already used to this. It would have been strange if Feng Qing’er didn’t fall; if she didn’t, the only one losing out would be herself.

Amidst this relaxed and harmonious atmosphere, the massive star chaser slowly descended onto the outskirts of the Tianmu Mountain Range. When Yun Xiancheng’s group of ten stepped off the treasure boat, they were immediately shocked by the scene before them.

At the entrance of the mountain range, there was a sea of people, a dense black mass numbering at least nearly a thousand. Most of these people were powerful Dou Huang experts, with quite a few Dou Wangs mixed in.

”Why are there so many people?” Liu Fei asked curiously. Feng Qing’er stepped forward proactively to explain to everyone:

”The Tianshan Blood Pool only opens once every three years. Although only the ten positions at the summit get the greatest benefits, during the time the Blood Pool is open, the energy of the entire Tianmu Mountain Range becomes exceptionally dense, and the cultivation speed far exceeds the outside world. So every time, a large number of experts come. Even if they can’t snatch a position, just soaking up some energy here is good.”

She paused, her gaze sweeping across the crowd, pointing in several directions as she continued to introduce them to Yun Xiancheng:

”Husband, please look. Every time the Tianshan Blood Pool opens, our Northern Region’s Four Pavilions send their most outstanding young disciples to compete. Over there is Tang Ying of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion; his fast sword technique is quite extraordinary. That one with the gloomy face is Wang Chen of the Yellow Spring Pavilion; his cultivation method is eerie. As for the Wind and Thunder Pavilion...”

Speaking to this point, her beautiful face reddened as she somewhat shyly hooked her arm around Yun Xiancheng’s, saying coyly:

”The disciple of this generation for the Wind and Thunder Pavilion is Qing’er. Now that I am Husband’s person, I naturally listen to Husband in everything.” Yun Xiancheng smiled and pinched her cheek, his gaze following the direction she indicated, finally stopping in one direction.

There, a petite girl dressed in green stood alone on a giant rock with a tranquil expression, indifferent to the surrounding noise. The girl looked to be only about sixteen or seventeen years old, her figure petite and exquisite. He estimated her height was less than one meter forty, almost approaching Zi Yan...

...and Yun Yan, the two true lolis.

Her skin was like snow, her features exquisite, and her pitch-black long hair was tied neatly behind her head. Her entire being radiated a sharpness and pride that did not match her petite frame.

”That one is the most outstanding disciple of the Starfall Pavilion’s current generation, Mu Qingluan.” Feng Qing’er introduced.

”Mu Qingluan.” Yun Xiancheng murmured the name, a flash of realization in his eyes. ”Oh? That Wind girl found a little Qingluan bird to be her disciple?”

Almost at the same time, Yao Chan’s lively and jumpy voice rang out in his mind.

”Little Cheng-cheng, your luck is quite something! You just took in a colorful phoenix, and in the blink of an eye, you’ve encountered a green phoenix. This Northern Region is truly not bad!” ”Master, do you know her?” Yun Xiancheng asked in his mind.

”This little girl should be the closed-door disciple of my old friend, Little Feng! Her aura is exactly the same!” Yao Chan’s tone carried a hint of pride.

”That Little Feng is someone with very high standards. To be chosen as her disciple, this little green bird must have extraordinary qualities. How about it, Little Cheng-cheng, are you interested? Your master can act as a matchmaker for you!”

Before Yun Xiancheng could reply, Yao Chan’s tone shifted, becoming somewhat suggestive.

”But then again, compared to this little bird who hasn’t fully matured, I think her master—that fully ripened great Beauty—might have a more wonderful flavor... Little Feng is a great Beauty who doesn’t lose out to your master Yun Yun, and she’s still single to this day... Tsk tsk, Cheng, if you work hard and take both master and disciple together, your master won’t have lived this life in vain.” Yun Xiancheng was left caught between laughter and tears.

It went without saying that the Wind Venerable of this world was indeed a woman as well. It was likely that within Master Yao Chan’s social circle, the vast majority were women.

While he was bantering with Yao Chan, deep within the Tianmu Mountain Range ahead,

a violent surge of energy suddenly erupted. A massive pillar of energy shot into the sky, shredding the clouds. ”The Tianshan Blood Pool has opened!”

Someone shouted, and the thousands of experts on the outskirts of the mountain range immediately acted like sharks smelling blood, madly rushing toward the depths of the mountains.

”Let’s go as well.” Yun Xiancheng’s expression was calm as he led the girls, walking unhurriedly toward the interior of the mountains. Soon, they arrived before the invisible energy barrier.

This restriction was the boundary between ”leeching energy” and ”vying for a spot.” Only experts below the Dou Zong level could pass through.

However, when Yun Xiancheng stepped inside, the restriction that was powerful enough to repel even a Dou Zong had no effect on him whatsoever.

He walked in as easily as if he were on flat ground. He could even clearly feel that this world seemed to emit a faint sense of goodwill toward him.

Zi Yan and Yun Yan, who followed closely behind, also successfully passed through the barrier.

However, the moment they crossed, the auras of the two were clearly suppressed, forced down from the peak of the Dou Zong realm to a level similar to Yun Xiancheng’s.

”? My power... seems to be suppressed?” Zi Yan curiously clenched her small fists. ”This is the suppression of the world’s rules,” Yun Xiancheng explained. ”It’s fine, it’s only temporary.”

The group of ten walked boldly into the restriction under the shocked gazes of countless people around them.

After entering the mountain interior, Yun Xiancheng ignored the energy bodies fleeing in all directions and headed straight in one direction. There, the young girl in green named Mu Qingluan had also just crossed the restriction and was preparing to head for the summit.

When she noticed the grand group of ten walking toward her from behind, her clear eyes were immediately filled with vigilance.

In particular, when she saw that the incredibly handsome young man leading them was actually accompanied by Feng Qing’er, her vigilance reached its peak.

The Wind and Thunder Pavilion and Starfall Pavilion had always been at odds, and Feng Qing’er was her old rival. This lineup looked like they were looking for trouble no matter how she saw it. Mu Qingluan’s figure flickered, shifting dozens of meters to the side like a ghost, attempting to distance herself from them.

”Miss Mu Qingluan, please wait.” Yun Xiancheng’s gentle voice sounded behind her. Mu Qingluan stopped, turned around, and looked at him coldly: ”Is there something?”

”I am Yun Xiancheng. Entrusted by an old friend, I’ve come to make your acquaintance.”

Yun Xiancheng smiled. ”That old friend’s title is Venerable Yao. I wonder if you have heard of him?” ”Venerable Yao?”

Mu Qingluan’s pupils suddenly constricted. The great name of Venerable Yao, Yao Chen, was naturally famous to her; he was an old friend of her master, Wind Venerable! However, hadn’t Venerable Yao fallen many years ago?

Who exactly was this person? How dare he pretend to be the disciple of Venerable Yao? Or was there some hidden story she didn’t know?

Her vigilance did not decrease; instead, it grew even stronger. She said coldly:

”Venerable Yao has been fallen for many years. What are your intentions, daring to use the name of a predecessor here?” Yun Xiancheng was not surprised by her vigilance and only smiled faintly.

He extended his right hand, and with a thought, a wisp of bone-white flame rose quietly from his palm. The moment the flame appeared, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and ice crystals seemed to condense in the air.

An extreme cold originating from the depths of the soul made Mu Qingluan’s body tremble slightly. ”Bo... Bone Chilling Flame?!”

Mu Qingluan cried out in shock, a look of horror appearing for the first time on her cold little face.

As the disciple of Wind Venerable, she was well-versed and recognized this terrifying flame ranked eleventh on the strange fire ranking list at a glance! This was the signature Strange Fire of Venerable Yao, Yao Chen, known to all under heaven!

A Strange Fire could be seized, but that unique soul imprint belonging to Venerable Yao, refined over thousands of years, could not be imitated!

The Bone Chilling Flame in this person’s palm had a pure and ancient aura, definitely not something recently acquired! ”Now, do you believe me, Miss?” Yun Xiancheng withdrew the flame and asked with a smile.

The expression on Mu Qingluan’s face shifted repeatedly. She looked at Yun Xiancheng, then at the group of women behind him, each of whom could be called a peerless Beauty, and her shock was beyond measure.

Venerable Yao... actually had a successor remaining in the world? And from the looks of it, he seemed to be doing... quite well? She hesitated for a moment but finally suppressed her hostility and moved back in front of Yun Xiancheng.

Although she still maintained a safe distance of three paces, her attitude was clearly much better than before. ”You... are you really the disciple of Senior Venerable Yao?”

Mu Qingluan’s voice was still distant, but it held a hint of uncertainty and curiosity.

”My master often speaks of Senior Venerable Yao, but I didn’t know he... had a successor like you.”

Seeing her look of curiosity amidst her vigilance, like a cute little bird with ruffled feathers, the smile on Yun Xiancheng’s face grew even wider.

”My master’s matters are a long story,” he said gently. ”If you don’t mind, after the business here is concluded, we can find a quiet place to talk in detail.” Mu Qingluan stared suspiciously into his eyes for a long while.

Finally, she nodded slightly. ”Alright.”

440 The Elimination King of Tianshan Blood Pool

Deep in the Tianmu Mountain Range, the tide of energy surged more violently, and a strange fragrance filled the air. With just one breath, one could feel their Dou Qi rejoice.

As everyone continued to climb toward the summit, the pure energy originating from the blood pool had already reached a density that was nearly liquefied. However, all the experts who arrived here keenly noticed something unusual.

”Strange... at this time in previous years, shouldn’t those Gold-Devouring Mice have come out to flaunt their power and mark their territory?”

A gloomy-faced young man looked around, his eyes full of doubt. This person was the most outstanding disciple of this generation of the Yellow Spring Pavilion, Wang Chen.

Not far from him, a young man holding a long sword with a sharp aura—Tang Ying of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion—also frowned:

”It is indeed strange. Although the Gold-Devouring Mouse clan is greedy, they are always punctual. They occupy the Tianmu Mountain Range and regard the Tianshan Blood Pool as their forbidden territory. Every time, they domineeringly take the two best spots and then use the remaining eight spots as a test for those who pass their trial to sit in. But today, it’s far too quiet on this mountain.”

Everyone discussed fervently, and the atmosphere shifted from the initial tense confrontation toward confusion and observation.

Soon, the first batch of over twenty experts to reach the summit looked at the blood pool, which was devoid of a single mouse and flowing quietly, and finally confirmed that unbelievable fact.

”Heavens! The Gold-Devouring Mouse clan... really didn’t show up!” ”Does that mean this year... there are ten spots?!”

This discovery made everyone’s breathing become heavy.

Those who could make it all the way here were all Peak Dou Huang experts, their strengths similar to one another.

Originally, with eight spots and over twenty people fighting for them, the chances were slim. But now, with two extra spots appearing out of thin air, the success rate had directly jumped significantly.