Leveling Up by Kissing My Disciple - chapter 10

Bai Yue noticed that her Disciple seemed unhappy, so she decided to feed Mu Chenxi.

She picked up a fried sugar bean and brought it to Mu Chenxi’s lips.

Mu Chenxi instinctively opened her mouth and took the sugar bean with a soft “mm.”

The sweet flavor melted on her tongue.

Her Master’s fingertips, delicate as scallion whites, gently brushed across her lips.

She couldn’t help but lick her lips, her heartbeat quickening.

The Sword Formula began to operate on its own.

“Pfft!”

Suddenly, a mouthful of fresh blood was coughed up, but Mu Chenxi’s eyes lit up.

The bottleneck of her Sword Technique at her Dantian had developed several new cracks.

“Why are you coughing up blood again?”

Bai Yue panicked, only just realizing that feeding a sugar bean could be considered such an intimate act.

“Chenxi, are you alright?”

“Master, the bottleneck just loosened.”

Mu Chenxi looked at Bai Yue with expectant eyes.

“Master, could you feed me another one?”

“But you’ll cough up blood…”

Bai Yue hesitated.

“It’s fine, just a couple of mouthfuls of blood.”

Mu Chenxi looked up at her, a bit impatient. “Master, please feed me another.”

Helpless, Bai Yue complied and fed her another fried sugar bean.

But as Mu Chenxi chewed the sugar bean, there was no sign of another breakthrough.

She frowned. “What’s going on? It clearly worked just now. Does it only work the first time? Or is there some kind of resistance?”

“No effect?”

Seeing she hadn’t coughed up blood again, Bai Yue was actually relieved.

Mu Chenxi nodded with a frown, still pondering.

“Do you still want the rest of the sugar beans?” Bai Yue asked.

“Yes.” Mu Chenxi nodded immediately.

Bai Yue stuffed the entire Oil Paper Package into her arms.

Mu Chenxi carefully cradled it to her chest, then picked up another bean and popped it into her mouth.

This time, she didn’t think about breakthroughs, just savored the taste.

The sweet aroma wrapped around the soft bean-it was truly delicious.

She had grown up in the Immortal Sect, eating only Spiritual Pills and Medicines, which didn’t taste very good.

She had never tasted such down-to-earth food before; her tongue tingled with sweet saliva.

“Is it good?” Bai Yue asked.

“It’s delicious, Master.” Mu Chenxi nodded earnestly.

“That’s good.”

Mu Chenxi nodded, then felt something was off. She lowered her eyes and said softly, “Master, as cultivators, shouldn’t we avoid indulging in worldly desires?”

Yet, even as she asked, her hands subconsciously gripped the Oil Paper Package tightly.

“Cultivation isn’t so strict. I think it should follow your heart, so eat if you want to eat.”

“Chenxi, if you like them, I’ll fry more for you next time I get Spiritual Honey.”

Bai Yue thought Mu Chenxi really needed to change her ways-a single sugar bean and she was already thinking about cultivation.

She worried that one day Mu Chenxi might suffer a mishap from over-cultivation…

Mu Chenxi pondered Bai Yue’s words, while Bai Yue nodded gently in response.

She popped another sugar bean into her mouth, slowly savoring its sweetness.

“Master, are we heading out to find Grandmaster now? My injury is no longer a problem.”

Mu Chenxi asked, her nature always decisive and swift.

Since she had promised to help Bai Yue find Bai Ling’er, she wanted to do her best and finish quickly.

But Bai Yue was still a bit worried, her gaze lingering on the bloodstain at the corner of Mu Chenxi’s mouth.

“Are you really alright? Don’t push yourself.”

“I still need you to protect me. If you’re injured and we encounter danger outside, we might not be able to handle it.”

Bai Yue patiently explained the pros and cons.

“Don’t worry, Master. I’m really fine. I can perform at one hundred percent now.”

Mu Chenxi spoke seriously.

Seeing her like this, Bai Yue finally relaxed and stopped hesitating.
“Alright, then let’s set out to find your Grandmaster now.”

As she spoke, Bai Yue took out the Ji Yue Sword and infused it with Spiritual Power. Very quickly, she sensed her Master Bai Ling’er’s Zhan Xing Sword, still in its familiar location.

“Your Grandmaster is in that direction. I can sense it.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Yue was about to summon the Ji Yue Sword for Sword Flight, but her shoulder was gently pressed by Mu Chenxi.

“Chenxi?”

Bai Yue turned around, her eyes full of confusion.

Mu Chenxi explained softly, “Master, let’s ride the same Flying Sword. I’ll take you with me-it’ll be faster this way.”

Bai Yue was stunned for a moment, then nodded, “Oh, that makes sense. My Sword Flight is indeed slower.”

Since this would help her find Master Bai Ling’er sooner, Bai Yue naturally didn’t refuse the suggestion.

Mu Chenxi immediately summoned her own Flying Sword and reached out to take Bai Yue’s hand. The two stepped onto it together.

Instinctively, Bai Yue reached out with both hands and tightly wrapped her arms around Mu Chenxi’s slender waist.

Because Mu Chenxi had previously been distracted while controlling the Flying Sword, Bai Yue held on especially tightly this time.

Mu Chenxi could clearly feel the soft body pressed against her from behind, and the Sword Formula within her began to operate on its own once again.

This time, it ran very smoothly, without any restless urge to break through, but it was still steadily and orderly improving.

Mu Chenxi was quite satisfied with this effect.

In fact, Mu Chenxi’s suggestion to ride the Flying Sword together had another motive: she wanted to be this close to Bai Yue.

This way, it would help her Supreme Sword Formula advance further.

In the end, she was always thinking about cultivation.

This time, Mu Chenxi’s flight was very steady, and Bai Yue gradually relaxed.

After hesitating for a moment, she confessed to Mu Chenxi, “Chenxi, do you know where we’re headed?”

“That’s the direction of the Ancient Battlefield.”

Mu Chenxi replied-she certainly knew about the Ancient Battlefield.

“The Ancient Battlefield is very dangerous, you…”

Bai Yue didn’t quite know how to continue.

Mu Chenxi truly regarded her as Master and was sincere toward her, but Bai Yue felt she was using Mu Chenxi, bringing her along into danger.

“Master, I’m not afraid of danger. Besides, before I became your disciple, I promised I’d help you find Grandmaster.”

Mu Chenxi answered earnestly.

“Chenxi, thank you so much.” Bai Yue said gratefully.

“Master, we’re master and disciple-there’s no need to be so formal. Besides, you’re also helping me break through.”

Mu Chenxi didn’t feel Bai Yue was using her; she saw their relationship as one of mutual support, and believed they would only grow closer as master and disciple.

Hearing this, Bai Yue recalled their previous intimate moments, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

“By the way, Master, could you tell me about Senior Sister Yan Hua? I’d like to know more about her.”

Mu Chenxi suddenly spoke, her tone carrying a hint of subtle concern.

She was indeed very concerned about Senior Sister Yan Hua.

There were two reasons for this concern.

First, when facing Senior Sister Yan Hua, she felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

Second, seeing Master’s affectionate attitude toward Yan Hua, she felt a strange surge of jealousy in her heart.

Thus, her curiosity about Senior Sister Yan Hua only grew.

“You mean Yan Hua?” Bai Yue replied, recalling her disciple, and her eyes gradually filled with the gentle light of reminiscence.

After a moment, Bai Yue slowly said, “Yan Hua was a little beggar I happened to pick up. When I first met her, she was filthy all over, couldn’t even speak, and had no talent for cultivation at all. But I found her so pitiful that I brought her with me and took care of her.”

“She was obedient and sensible, and especially clever. Within a few days, she learned to speak, but unfortunately, she was never able to embark on the path of cultivation.”