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

401: Section 401Before officially graduating from the academy and heading toward the imperial examinations or the path of a wandering hero exorcising demons, the Master entered the lecture hall and began teaching the final chapter.

The Master’s voice was aged yet powerful, every word imbued with Noble Righteous Qi. Within the lecture hall, the students listened intently, trying to grasp the true meaning within.

Yun Xiancheng closed his eyes, imprinting the Master’s words into his mind word by word.

He could feel the Noble Qi within his body flowing slowly. It was a warm and steady power, like spring sunlight, dispelling all gloom.

“What Heaven ordains is called Nature.” He recited silently in his heart.

The nature bestowed upon man by Heaven is man’s essence. “Following one’s nature is called the Way.”

Acting in accordance with one’s nature is the Way. “Cultivating the Way is called Instruction.”

Cultivating this path is the process of enlightenment.

Yun Xiancheng opened his eyes, a glimmer of realization flashing within them.

He raised his hand, and a mass of pale golden light emerged in his palm. It was the manifestation of Noble Qi, gentle and pure. Seeing this, a hint of approval flashed in the Master’s eyes.

“Yun Xiancheng, are you willing to come up and explain your realization to your fellow students?” Yun Xiancheng stood up and walked to the podium.

His gaze swept over the students below, finally landing on Xiao Xun Er, Nalan Yanran, and Xiao Yi Xian.

“My understanding of this passage is—” His voice was calm and firm.

“Heaven bestows nature upon us, so we should live according to that nature. But following nature does not mean indulging in desires. True spontaneity lies in staying true to one’s heart—”

“—while being one’s authentic self.”

“And cultivating the Way is the continuous refinement of oneself to become a better person.”

“This process is enlightenment.” He paused, then continued:

“Some ask, what is the original heart? I believe the original heart is that initial, purest kindness. No matter how many storms one experiences or how many temptations one faces, one’s original intention remains unchanged.”

“This is the foundation of Noble Qi.” As his voice fell, the lecture hall fell into silence. A moment later, applause rang out.

Thereafter, the people of the academy went their separate ways. Some became officials through the exams and forgot their academic vows, losing all Noble Righteous Qi and allowing demons to enter their bodies. Others wandered the world, suppressing demons for the people, never regretting their choices even in the face of death.

Yun Xiancheng adhered to his original heart, leisurely accompanying the Young ladies. They too practiced their own powers, learning new knowledge in this world. Ultimately, after a long confrontation, Xiao Xun Er and Xiao Yi Xian still hadn’t won out. Yun Xiancheng stepped in, regarding both of them as his primary wives.

At the wedding, the two wore identical bridal gowns, standing on either side of Yun Xiancheng.

Their expressions were reluctant yet helpless, causing the other concubine-brides to chuckle. The third life.

Yao Chan and Yun Yun were the first to arrive at Yun Xiancheng’s side.

Yun Yun once again held the infant Yun Xiancheng. Looking at the porcelain-like little fellow in her arms, her eyes were filled with tenderness and doting. “This time, I am the Master again.”

She spoke softly, a slight smile on the corners of her lips.

And this time, the girl she picked up was not Nalan Yanran, but Yao Chan.

Yao Chan looked at the infant in Yun Yun’s arms and then at herself, her face full of indignation.

“It’s not fair! We are both Xiancheng’s Masters, so why does Yun Yun get to be the Master while I’m the senior sister? This is unfair!”

She spoke huffily, like a child throwing a tantrum. Yun Yun laughed and shook her head.

“Reincarnation always relies on luck. There are always sisters who reincarnate far away, and by the time they chase their husband for thousands of miles, the opportunity has long passed.” Life after life.

Every life was a brand new, different world with a unique culture and cultivation system.

Some worlds revered martial arts, where fists and kicks could shatter mountains. Some worlds revered magic, where talismans and arrays could summon wind and rain. Still other worlds revered tools, where forging divine weapons allowed one to dominate the world.

While experiencing the various aspects of the human world and competing for the position of the primary wife in Yun Xiancheng’s harem, they also practiced new systems time and again.

Every cultivation was an all-around improvement of comprehension, talent, and even the soul.

In the tenth life, Xiao Yan finally got her wish and became the primary wife of that life. At the wedding, she looked triumphantly at the other sisters, her eyes full of pride.

In the twentieth life, Qing Lin threw herself into Yun Xiancheng’s arms crying because she had once again reincarnated as a maidservant while the other sisters were all noble ladies. But in the end, a maidservant became the main wife.

In the thirtieth life, Zi Yan reincarnated as a little fox and was picked up and raised by Yun Xiancheng. She clung to Yun Xiancheng every day to act spoiled, making the other sisters’ teeth itch with envy. Finally, the little fox ’stole the home’ and won the competition.

In the fortieth life, Yao Ye became a female emperor, majestic and domineering. She appointed Yun Xiancheng as the Imperial Consort, and the other sisters entered the court as vassal kings to share him. In the fiftieth life, Han Yue reincarnated as Yun Xiancheng’s elder sister. She initially wanted to maintain a sibling relationship but eventually succumbed to Yun Xiancheng’s gentle offensive.

In the sixtieth life, Feng Qing’er reincarnated as Yun Xiancheng’s childhood sweetheart. She had been clingy since childhood and swore to become his wife.

In the seventieth life, Yao Chan became Yun Xiancheng’s childhood sweetheart. She was incredibly arrogant, believing childhood sweethearts to be invincible, yet she was caught off guard by a bunch of ’heaven-sent’ rivals, making her wonder if childhood sweethearts really couldn’t beat newcomers. Yet in other lives, the childhood sweethearts had won.

In the eightieth life, Han Xue finally reincarnated near Yun Xiancheng. This life was an ordinary urban world, peaceful and quiet. In the end, she launched a vengeful ’draining’ campaign that lasted from age seven to forty-seven, which was quite terrifying.

In the ninetieth life, Ya Fei reincarnated as Yun Xiancheng’s business partner. She was shrewd and capable, yet showed her feminine side in front of Yun Xiancheng.

In the ninety-third life, the ones closest to Yun Xiancheng were Huo Zhi and Fairy Huo Ling. While the two were still wondering what was happening, they were passively drawn into the harem struggle. Yao Ling also arrived at Yun Xiancheng’s side with a dazed expression, passively drawn in, and so a hundred years passed.

Until the hundredth life.

All the girls surrounded Yun Xiancheng, becoming his wives for all eternity. A hundred lives of reincarnation, a hundred lives as husband and wife.

When the final life ended, Yun Xiancheng slowly opened his eyes.

Before him was still that withered Bodhi Ancient Tree. Around him, all the girls also woke up one after another.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with complex emotions. There was joy, reluctance, sentimentality, and also relief. Through a hundred lives of reincarnation, they had experienced too much.

But the only thing that remained unchanged was their love for Yun Xiancheng. Author’s Note:

Building a divine bridge when the road ends.

The chapter on the Bodhi Ancient Tree was missed; it has now been added to Chapter 495, titled ’The Ancient Tree has Spirit’. The illusion of the Bodhi Ancient Tree begins after that.

500 Keeping the Appointment

The emerald-green halo slowly withdrew into their bodies. The people sitting cross-legged had their eyelashes tremble slightly as they opened their eyes one by one. What kind of eyes were those?

They seemed to reflect the eternal stars and flow with a thousand years of time.

Nearly twenty thousand years of time and a hundred lives of reincarnation had left an indelible mark in everyone’s eyes. It was no longer the simple clarity of Young ladies, but a transparency and understanding settled after endless joys and sorrows.

Yun Xiancheng was the first to open his eyes. His gaze was deep, like a vast sea that had experienced countless ebbs and flows, finally returning to tranquility.

Those nearly twenty thousand years of companionship had long ago caused his soul to become tightly intertwined and fused with the souls of every young lady, reaching a state of truly living and dying together, indistinguishable from one another.

In the second life of the reincarnation, his soul had already touched the threshold of the Emperor Realm. For the following ninety-eight lives, he had continuously cultivated in this realm, striving for perfection.

Although his soul had been greatly sublimated, the growth of his Dou Qi realm had been relatively much slower.

From a high-level Ban Sheng to the peak of a Three-Star Dou Sheng, this seemingly huge leap appeared insignificant in the long river of twenty thousand years.

Ultimately, thanks to nearly a hundred girls also promoting to Three-Star Dou Sheng in the reincarnation, the massive energy fed back to him through the Pact of One Heart finally stabilized his realm at the level of a Five-Star Dou Sheng.

But even with that, this speed was undoubtedly slow for a twenty-thousand-year cultivation career. However, Yun Xiancheng didn’t care.

Through a hundred lives of reincarnation, he had encountered and mastered dozens of completely different cultivation systems—Confucianism, Martial Arts, Immortal Arts, Magic, Technology... These seemingly disparate paths were eventually integrated by him, turning into a deeper level of understanding and insight into the cultivation path of the real world.

The gains within were far beyond what a simple realm promotion could compare to. “Cheng?”

A gentle voice filled with a hint of testing and concern sounded beside him.

Yun Xiancheng turned his head, and what met his eyes was Yun Yun’s peerlessly beautiful face.

In her eyes, the wise light of having experienced many vicissitudes also flickered, but when she looked at him, that deep-seated love and reliance had never changed. He didn’t speak, only nodding slightly before standing up and gently pulling her into his arms.

The familiar fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, and the soft, warm body pressed against his chest. That real and undeniable touch caused the last bit of worry in Yun Xiancheng’s heart to vanish.

He had originally been worried that nearly twenty thousand years of long and complex reincarnation experiences would affect the Young ladies’ self-perception, or even cause them to lose themselves in those illusory identities and memories.

But now it seemed he had overthought it.

The girls had started their thousand-year husband-chase at light speed at the beginning of the reincarnation.

The obsession with chasing their husband was like a lighthouse in the dark night, guiding their souls and allowing them to always maintain their original hearts through the ups and downs of a hundred lives.

At this moment, every one of their souls, like his, stood firmly upon the steps of the Emperor Realm. “It’s okay now,” Yun Xiancheng said softly, stroking Yun Yun’s hair.

“Mm.” Yun Yun nodded gently in his arms, her voice carrying a sigh of satisfaction. “I’ve never felt so... complete as I do at this moment.” A hundred lives as husband and wife, a hundred lives of romance, had long since thoroughly fused them into one.

Yun Xiancheng released Yun Yun, his gaze sweeping across each familiar and uniquely charming face.

Xiao Xun Er, Nalan Yanran, Xiao Yan... every young lady looked at him quietly, their eyes flowing with a thousand words, which ultimately turned into tender affection. He smiled and nodded in acknowledgment, then stepped toward another group of figures nearby.

Elder Huo Ling, or rather, Fairy Huo Ling, was standing with Huo Zhi and Yao Ling. This Seven-Star Dou Sheng of the Yan Clan actually had a somewhat unnatural blush on her face at this moment, and her gaze was a bit evasive.

“Elder Huo Ling,” Yun Xiancheng opened his mouth to greet her with a smile.

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Fairy Huo Ling’s reproachful tone: “I’ve told you so many times, call me Fairy!”

Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness, completely lacking the laziness and majesty from their first meeting, and instead adding a bit of a young woman’s shyness. Yun Xiancheng followed suit, his tone carrying a bit of teasing: “Yes, Ling’er.”

“Improper!” Fairy Huo Ling spat, the blush on her cheeks deepening, even her earlobes turning pink. How could she remain calm?

In the reincarnation of the illusion, she, along with Huo Zhi and Yao Ling, had been drawn into that long-lasting harem dispute, and even... even in certain lives, they had respectively taken the position of the primary wife.

Thinking of one life where she, as Huo Zhi’s adoptive mother, actually married this man together with her daughter—

—enacting an absurd drama of mother and daughter marrying the same man, Fairy Huo Ling’s heart couldn’t help but accelerate, and an indescribable shyness and excitement surged into her heart.

“Fairy sister, don’t be shy.” Huo Zhi, who was at the side, covered her mouth and chuckled, teasing her.

“Everyone remembers the events in the reincarnation very clearly. In one life, you even tripped me up several times just to compete for favor.”

“You little girl, what nonsense are you talking!” Fairy Huo Ling was both ashamed and annoyed, reaching out to pinch their cheeks. The three of them laughed and played together, the atmosphere warm and harmonious. Yun Xiancheng watched them with a smile, his heart filled with warmth.

Twenty thousand years of time had long since caused the relationship between them to transcend that of ordinary allies or Masters and disciples, becoming like that of a true family, inseparable. After the playfulness, Yao Ling remembered the business at hand. She raised her head, her ethereal eyes full of expectation:

“Husband, now that everything is over, can we go back to the Medicine Clan together?” However, Yun Xiancheng shook his head.

Seeing a hint of unavoidable disappointment flash in Yao Ling’s eyes, he explained softly:

“This trip to the Medicine Clan shouldn’t cause too much of a stir. If I go, the Hun Clan will surely get word, which wouldn’t be ideal. I’ll have Xiao Yan and the others accompany you back. As for me, I’ll attract attention in another location to act as a diversion.”

“Then what about you?” Yao Ling asked somewhat aggrievedly. “What are you going to do?”

“I still have an appointment with a senior to keep, so I can’t accompany you for the time being.” Yun Xiancheng’s voice was gentle yet firm. “Don’t worry, it won’t be too long.”

After hearing this, although Yao Ling was still somewhat reluctant, seven lives as husband and wife and nearly a thousand years of companionship had long ago taught her to be understanding and considerate. She knew that every decision he made had a deep meaning.

“Mm, I understand.” She said no more, only lightly standing on her tiptoes to press her soft lips against Yun Xiancheng’s forehead.

However, just as she wanted to pull away, she was caught around the waist by a large hand. Yun Xiancheng lowered his head, taking the initiative to dominantly and gently kiss her lips.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, sharing their essence, a kiss of deep affection, lingering and tender.

After a long while, they separated. Yao Ling’s beautiful face was covered in a rosy flush, and she leaned panting in Yun Xiancheng’s arms, her eyes flowing with moisture, filled with inseparable tenderness.

“You all should act as the main force and head to the Medicine Clan with great fanfare to attract the Hun Clan’s attention as much as possible.” Xiao Yan walked over. She glanced at the bashful Yao Ling and said to Yun Xiancheng, “We’ll handle everything. Husband, just come back quickly.”

“Mm.” Yun Xiancheng nodded.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping across the twelve beauties before him. Xiao Xun Er, Nalan Yanran, Yun Yun, Xiao Yi Xian... on every beautiful face was written reluctance and trust.

He said nothing more, only taking a step forward to leave a gentle kiss on each of their foreheads in turn. “Wait for me to return.”

As his voice fell, his figure slowly faded from the spot, like a drop of water merging into the air, vanishing without a sound. There was no spatial fluctuation at all, as if he had never appeared.

Only, in the sky above the distant Flower Sect in the Central Plains, a spatial rift was quietly opening. He was going to keep his appointment with the Flower Emperor.

501 Former Emperor

The spatial rift quietly healed above the Flower Sect.

Yun Xiancheng’s figure stepped out from the void, a faint emerald-green halo appearing beneath his feet.

That was the residual power of creation from the Bodhi Ancient Tree, which was now slowly merging into the meridians throughout his body as he breathed. Before he even landed, he saw several beautiful figures flying through the air from a distance.

At the head was Hua Jin, her voluptuous figure perfectly outlined by a fiery red dress. Her dark hair was tied high, revealing her slender neck and exquisite collarbones.

Behind her followed Hua Yu in a plain-colored dress, her temperament gentle, yet the joy between her eyebrows couldn’t be concealed.

Further back were the many female disciples of the Flower Sect, a colorful and vibrant sight. “Husband!”

Hua Jin was the first to throw herself into Yun Xiancheng’s arms, her arms tightly encircling his waist as she buried her face in his chest and took a deep breath. “I missed you so much.”

Her voice carried a slight nasal tone; she was clearly truly moved.

Yun Xiancheng reached out to hold her, while his other hand pulled Hua Yu over, taking both the mother and the adoptive daughter into his arms. “I missed you too.”

He spoke softly, and was then silenced by two pairs of soft lips.

Hua Jin’s kiss was passionate and bold, her flexible tongue prying open his teeth to wantonly take the moisture from his mouth.