Leveling Up by Kissing My Disciple - chapter 22

Bai Yue was completely stunned by Mu Chenxi’s almost frenzied state-she had never seen her Disciple lose control like this.

“Chenxi, don’t be like this… You need to calm down. Stop for a moment and rest first…”

“Master, we can’t stop! We have to get away from the Purple Flower Sea! We must get away quickly! Faster!”

Mu Chenxi kept repeating frantically, truly terrified out of her wits.

“All right, we’ll do as you say, let’s keep moving…”

Bai Yue could only go along to comfort her, quickly taking out a Healing Pill and putting it into her mouth. “Take this Healing Pill first.”

Fortunately, although Mu Chenxi’s mind was confused, her instinctive awareness of her own cultivation remained.

She was also afraid that her level would really fall, making things even worse, so she no longer tried to force her cultivation.

Another day passed, and that strange, ominous moon rose once again.

At last, Mu Chenxi stopped her desperate flight, landing in the mountains, clutching Bai Yue’s hand tightly.

She held her breath, ready to face that terrifying vision.

She was now convinced her Master’s speculation was right-this was truly a premonition of danger.

“Why… Why is this happening…”

When the scene replayed in her mind, it struck Mu Chenxi’s already fragile heart once more.

In the vision, it was still the person she cherished most.

Her Master, burning in flames-but this time, no longer in the Purple Flower Sea.

Behind her Master was now the desolate, lifeless Ancient Battlefield!

“Chenxi, run!”

“Run!”

Bai Yue’s dying shout pounded against Mu Chenxi’s vulnerable heart.

Run? Where could she run?

The Purple Flower Secret Realm was a dead end, and the Ancient Battlefield was a hopeless trap…

As for returning to the Sword Sect, that would mean crossing the entire Ten Thousand Mountains-there was simply no time.

Where was there a safe place? Where was there still a way out?

With a thud, Mu Chenxi’s legs gave out and she collapsed weakly to her knees.

She looked up, a look of despair appearing on her usually calm and cold face for the first time.

“Chenxi, what’s wrong? What did you see this time?”

Bai Yue immediately crouched down to support her wavering body.

Seeing her Disciple’s bloodless face, Bai Yue’s heart tightened painfully.

“Master…” Mu Chenxi’s voice was extremely hoarse. “I saw… I saw you burned to death in the Ancient Battlefield… Where can we escape to? Master… where are we supposed to run?!”

It was as if she had grasped her last straw, looking up at Bai Yue.

In her eyes, there was only pleading and confusion, hoping Master could give her an answer.

Bai Yue felt completely lost-what answer could she give?

“Maybe… maybe this isn’t a premonition of danger at all, maybe we’re just scaring ourselves…”

She could only try to comfort her with weak words, comforting her Disciple and herself at the same time.

“Chenxi, as long as you rest well and stop being so tense, you won’t feel this way again.”

“No!” Mu Chenxi shook her head sharply, her voice shrill. “Master, I can feel it! This is a warning of danger! We have to think of a way, we must come up with a way!”

Her emotions flared again, her voice trembling: “I have to save Master! I can’t let you be burned alive! Absolutely not!”

There’s no escape… If there’s no escape, then she could only become stronger! Strong enough to face any danger!

“Master… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

A flash of resolve crossed Mu Chenxi’s bloodshot eyes.

Bai Yue was caught off guard, and suddenly, Mu Chenxi threw herself at her, knocking her defenseless Master to the ground!
“Chenxi, you… mmph?!”

Bai Yue’s words were cut off by a clumsy and rough kiss.

The kiss was utterly unskilled, leaving Bai Yue’s face smeared with saliva.

The elevation in realm that Mu Chenxi had imagined did not occur.

On the contrary, this desperate and reckless act completely detonated the already chaotic Spiritual Power within her body.

A metallic sweetness surged up her throat. Mu Chenxi’s body trembled, and with a “pfft,” a mouthful of scorching blood sprayed all over Bai Yue’s stunned face.

In an instant, her meridians snapped. Overwhelmed by pain, her vision went black. She collapsed into Bai Yue’s arms, her whole body convulsing uncontrollably, fresh blood continuously seeping from the corners of her mouth.

At this moment, Bai Yue couldn’t care less about the warm blood covering her face. She hastily wiped her face, and once her vision cleared, she immediately supported Mu Chenxi in her arms, only to see her eyes bloodshot, her face pale as paper, and her breath weak.

“Why… why is this happening…” Mu Chenxi muttered to herself, her mind on the verge of collapse. “No breakthrough in realm… instead, I’ve fallen… I don’t even have the power of the Nascent Soul Stage anymore… What should I do… What am I supposed to do…”

She clutched her hair in despair, the light in her eyes completely extinguished.

Unable to find a way to save her Master, and now even herself ruined… She was utterly hopeless.

“Chenxi, it’s alright, it’s alright.” Bai Yue held her tightly in her arms, warming her cold body. “I’m still alive and well. Look, I’m still here, alive and well.”

She took out a Healing Pill from Mu Chenxi’s Storage Bag and, without giving her a chance to refuse, fed it to her.

“Chenxi, listen to me, it’s going to be fine. We’ll figure something out together-there must be a way! Heaven never seals off all exits!”

Bai Yue gently stroked her back, carefully channeling her own gentle Spiritual Power over, trying to help her smooth out the chaotic energy within.

Mu Chenxi’s trembling gradually subsided.

She lifted her head, looking at her Master, whose face was still smeared with blood but whose expression remained gentle, feeling her patient and tender touch.

In her lifeless eyes, a faint glimmer of light rekindled.

“Master… what should I do…”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, let me think… There will be a way… there must be a way…”

To comfort her nearly broken Disciple in her arms, and to save her own life, Bai Yue forced herself to calm down, thinking rapidly, desperately searching for a way out.

She instinctively looked up at the bright moon overhead, and suddenly, inspiration struck.

“I’ve got it!” Bai Yue’s eyes lit up. “Chenxi, since you’re so certain this is a sign of danger, and it appears every night, why are we only thinking about running away?”

“Let’s look for clues to break the predicament within this omen.”

“Don’t resist the drowsiness-just let yourself fall asleep. Sink into the dream. Maybe you’ll find a way to break through in your dreams.”

Hearing this, the despair on Mu Chenxi’s face slowly faded, and hope rekindled in her eyes.

“Alright!” Mu Chenxi’s voice was still weak, but filled with determination. “I’ll listen to Master! Tomorrow night, I’ll enter the dream! I must find a way to save Master!”

“Now, Chenxi, you need to rest well and recover from your injuries.”

Seeing that Mu Chenxi had finally calmed down, Bai Yue hurriedly reminded her.

“Mm,” Mu Chenxi nodded, then gently hugged Bai Yue, leaning against her and closing her eyes to rest.

Seeing Mu Chenxi obediently resting, Bai Yue finally let out a sigh of relief.

She helplessly freed a hand to wipe the blood her Disciple had spat all over her face.

Now that she had a moment to herself, her slender fingers pressed to her lips, and the scene of being forcefully kissed by Mu Chenxi replayed in her mind.