Leveling Up by Kissing My Disciple - chapter 3

How could her Dao Heart be so unsettled?

The Otherworldly Mystic Maiden, born with an Innate Seductive Bone-was this a test to temper her Dao Heart?

Mu Chenxi’s fingertips unconsciously curled. She took a deep breath of the mountain air, moist with water vapor, circulated her Spiritual Power to steady her turbulent emotions, and continued to lead Bai Yue in Sword Flight.

Yet her speed was clearly much slower. The wind brushed past her sculpted, icy profile, leaving a faint blush like a layer of rouge that lingered and refused to fade.

Bai Yue didn’t notice anything amiss. She simply pointed toward the distant indigo mountains, guiding Mu Chenxi to fly to the other side.

It wasn’t until the shimmering, rippling lake at the foot of the mountain came into view, with a solitary bamboo hut standing at its center-the very place she rested at night.

“Move the Ice Bricks into the bamboo hut, and then we’ll be even.”

The two lightly tapped the wooden planks in front of the hut, sending up delicate ripples. Bai Yue’s tone was full of aloofness, eager to draw a clear boundary.

Mu Chenxi raised her hand and took out the Ice Bricks from her Storage Bag one by one, stacking them neatly in the corner of the bamboo hut. But when she turned around, she didn’t leave. She still stood beside Bai Yue, her gaze lowered, yet her eyes never left Bai Yue, showing no intention of departing.

“I really can’t be your Master. Stop clinging to me, I’m begging you, alright?”

“I’ll keep following you until you agree.”

Faced with Bai Yue’s resistance, Mu Chenxi’s voice remained calm, though her fingertips quietly gripped her sleeve.

“You really have the wrong person. I’m not the Otherworldly Mystic Maiden.”

“I didn’t get it wrong. You are the Otherworldly Mystic Maiden. Cultivation doesn’t matter-your identity is the key.”

Mu Chenxi sounded utterly resolute, leaving no room for argument.

“If I am the Otherworldly Mystic Maiden, how do you know? And why must I be your Master?”

Seeing that reasoning was futile, Bai Yue simply gave up arguing with this stubborn Sword Cultivator and tried to glean some useful information instead.

“This was foretold by the late Sage Diviner’s final divination.” Mu Chenxi didn’t hide anything, raising her eyes to Bai Yue. “He foresaw the coming Heavenly Tribulation. The key to overcoming it lies with the Otherworldly Mystic Maiden and her beloved disciple. To save all living beings, you must become my Master.”

“Me? Save all living beings?”

Bai Yue’s lips twitched hard. She was just a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, still wrapped in lingering cold. Asking her to face the Heavenly Tribulation and save the world-wasn’t that nonsense?

She, saving all living beings? More like she was hoping all living beings would come save her!

“Are you sure the Sage Diviner wasn’t confused in his final moments? It’s understandable if he made a mistake…”

Bai Yue had no interest in the fate of the world; she knew herself well.

She was just a salted fish getting by, at best a salted fish who’d transmigrated. Where did she have any burning passion to save the world?

Such talk might fool children, but it couldn’t possibly fool her-a “veteran salted fish” who’d lived two lives.

“The Sage Diviner never made a wrong calculation in his life, never spoke nonsense.” Mu Chenxi’s tone was still uncompromising. “I’ve told you everything. Can I take you as my Master now?”

“No! I’m afraid of death, have no grand ambitions, and absolutely can’t save all living beings.”

Bai Yue refused without hesitation.

Saving all living beings isn’t child’s play-it’s truly life and death.

Mu Chenxi frowned. “You don’t need to charge into battle. I’ll be the one to slay any enemy who comes.”

“I’m just a coward who values my life. Even the slightest danger, and I’ll run far away.” Bai Yue stiffened her neck. “I don’t want to save all living beings, I’m not that noble. I just want to live well. Don’t force me.”

After speaking, she quietly glanced at Mu Chenxi’s reaction, nervously picking at her sleeve.

She was truly afraid the other would get angry and resort to violence.

Mu Chenxi looked at Bai Yue, who kept emphasizing her own cowardice, and her frown deepened, a sliver of doubt creeping into her heart.

Could someone as timid as Bai Yue really shoulder the burden of facing the Heavenly Tribulation and saving all living beings?

Bai Yue, seeing Mu Chenxi’s gaze as if she were looking at trash, felt her peach blossom eyes brighten.

That’s right! Fairy, wake up-she’s just a sewer rat, not some righteous partner destined to save the world!

But in the next moment, Mu Chenxi’s delicate face returned to its usual calm, like a still pond.

She even blamed herself inwardly, thinking it must have been her unstable Dao Heart just now that allowed Bai Yue’s words to shake her.
The Elder Divine Calculator could not be wrong; perhaps Bai Yue herself was the cornerstone for tempering her Dao Heart, the greatest barrier on the path of immortality.

Recalling the tremor in her heart during Sword Flight earlier, Mu Chenxi felt even more determined to strengthen her resolve. Her tone was calm yet unwavering: “I will wait until you agree.”

Under Bai Yue’s gaze, she sat cross-legged in front of the bamboo hut, closed her eyes, and formed cultivation hand seals with her fingertips, quickly sinking into her mind.

“…”

Bai Yue held her forehead, feeling as if her head would split from pain.

This person is truly stubborn and a cultivation maniac! Unless she could cut down Mu Chenxi, she would never be rid of this “Plague God.”

What troubled her even more was that her identity as a Transmigrator had already been exposed; she didn’t even dare to slip away quietly.

If this secret were discovered by a malicious powerhouse, she feared she would be Soul Searched eight hundred times, leaving not a shred of privacy.

She couldn’t win in a fight, nor did she dare to run. Bai Yue scratched her head in frustration, making her already messy silver hair even more disheveled.

Standing before the bamboo hut, the lake reflected her tousled silver hair, with a few fragments of leaves clinging to the ends. Suddenly, a gentle figure surfaced in her mind.

It was her Master, Bai Ling’er.

The warm scenes of the past gradually became clear: as a little girl, she always messed up her hair, and Bai Ling’er would smile and pull her onto her lap, holding a wooden comb between her fingers, gently combing through her hair, her voice so tender it could melt ice and snow: “Yue’er, always making your hair so messy.”

With a “plop,” a frog suddenly leapt into the lake, shattering the reflection on the water into ripples, pulling Bai Yue out of her memories.

“If only Master were here, she would surely be able to solve this big trouble with Mu Chenxi.”

Thinking of her Master, Bai Yue grew even more dejected.

Her Master, Bai Ling’er, happened to fall for that Female Demon who made the entire Cultivation World tremble in fear. Two years ago, she left with her, and there has been no news since. Bai Yue didn’t even know if she was in danger…

As she thought about it, Bai Yue couldn’t help but sigh, her shoulders slumping.

The sun set behind the western mountains, dusk gradually spreading across the lake. Bai Yue locked Mu Chenxi outside the bamboo hut and went inside to meditate. Time passed bit by bit, and soon it was Midnight.

Suddenly, Bai Yue felt an unbearable heat all over her body, fiercer than ever before.

“It’s happening again… This time it’s even hotter than before.”

She furrowed her brows, fingers clutching the collar of her Daoist Robe, slowly slipping off the gray robe to reveal her faintly flushed shoulders beneath. Then she walked to the bamboo floor piled with Ice Bricks and gently lay down.

White mist rose from the gaps between the Ice Bricks, quickly filling the bamboo hut. The ice melted rapidly beneath her.

“Still so hot…”

Her fair skin was flushed by the heat, as if she might ignite at any moment. Her consciousness grew hazy, and suppressed moans escaped her throat, as soft and fragmented as a kitten’s whimper.

Outside the bamboo hut, Mu Chenxi’s eyes snapped open.

She rose and walked to the door, her jade hand hovering over the latch, but she did not immediately push it open.

After all, that would be too rude and would only deepen Bai Yue’s dislike of her.

After hesitating for a moment, she circled to the bamboo window and gently pushed open a narrow crack.

Through the gap, she could see white mist swirling inside the hut. Her gaze pierced the mist, vaguely making out Bai Yue’s figure: silver-white hair spread across the Ice Bricks like a waterfall of melted moonlight, her form outlined by the mist in breathtaking curves, like a perilous peak hidden in clouds, so magnificent it was impossible to look away.

Mu Chenxi’s usually expressionless, delicate face instantly flushed as if painted with rouge, even the tips of her ears turning red.

She hurriedly averted her gaze, pressing her jade hand to her chest.

Her heart was pounding as if it would burst from her chest, even her Spiritual Power was thrown into chaos.

Hiss! Is this Innate Seductive Bone truly so overpowering!?

Dao Heart unstable… Dao Heart unstable…

Mu Chenxi took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, repeating several times before barely suppressing the tremor in her heart.

“I should face these trials to my Dao Heart head-on…”

“It’s also to help her…”

She murmured to herself, her fingertips slowly forming the Ice Spell Formula, her ice-blue eyes once again peering through the window crack, gazing at Bai Yue inside the hut.