Leveling Up by Kissing My Disciple - chapter 30

Mu Chenxi could only wait, watching Yan Hua finish eating Bai Yue’s ashes.

Yan Hua then shifted her attention to Mu Chenxi, her pitch-black, hollow eyes staring at her.

“Senior Sister Yan Hua!” Mu Chenxi hurriedly spoke, her voice tinged with urgency.

She quickly clarified her identity, lest Yan Hua mistake her for an enemy and drag her into the Sea of Consciousness again like last time.

She had already witnessed the terror of Yan Hua’s Sea of Consciousness; she didn’t want to die in vain and waste this opportunity.

“Junior Sister? Are you the new Disciple Master has taken in?”

“I am Master’s new Disciple, your Junior Sister.”

Mu Chenxi felt a chill run up her spine; Yan Hua seemed a bit skeptical of her words.

Fumbling, she took out an Oil Paper Package from her Storage Bag.

Inside were Fried Sugar Beans, which Master had specially saved for her earlier-she hadn’t even finished them yet.

“Senior Sister Yan Hua, I really am your Junior Sister.”

Mu Chenxi handed over the Oil Paper Package, offering it up to her Senior Sister.

“When Master made Fried Sugar Beans for you, she also packed some for me. Try them-do they taste like what you remember? Is it Master’s handiwork?”

Yan Hua’s gaze fell on the Oil Paper Package, and she slowly walked toward Mu Chenxi.

Mu Chenxi quickly unwrapped the package, and the sweet aroma of sugar instantly filled the air.

Yan Hua lifted her hand, picked up a Fried Sugar Bean, and put it in her mouth, chewing carefully.

Then, a strange, eerie smile suddenly spread across her lips, sending chills down one’s spine.

“That’s right, this is Master’s flavor-sweet and fragrant.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she snatched the Oil Paper Package from Mu Chenxi’s hand and poured the remaining Fried Sugar Beans straight into her mouth.

With a crunching sound, she quickly swallowed the whole package of sugar beans.

“Any more, Junior Sister?” Yan Hua looked at Mu Chenxi again.

“No, there’s none left.” Mu Chenxi shook her head and hurriedly got to the point, “Senior Sister, I have a way to save Master, but I need your help.”

“Save Master?” Yan Hua tilted her head, her hollow eyes staring straight at her. “Why save her? Isn’t Master perfectly fine, merged with me as one?”

A sense of impending death rose in Mu Chenxi’s heart.

Only now did she fully realize that Yan Hua was truly insane.

Yan Hua was completely unable to accept the reality of Master’s passing, utterly lost in her own fantasy.

If she couldn’t convince Yan Hua right now, she would surely die today.

“Junior Sister, don’t you believe me?” Yan Hua leaned closer, her voice floating, “Do you want to see Master? Master is inside my body. You should enter my body too and meet Master, shouldn’t you?”

Mu Chenxi felt her scalp tingle.

She knew all too well that Yan Hua was not joking.

From the look of her, she really intended to swallow Mu Chenxi alive, so Master could see her.

“No, no! I can’t see Master just yet!” Mu Chenxi thought quickly and blurted out, “Because Master gave me a task-I have to complete it before I can see her!”

Yan Hua cared most about Master, so hearing it was Master’s task-

Yan Hua indeed temporarily gave up the idea of swallowing Mu Chenxi, instead asking, “What task?”

“Well… My consciousness comes from the past, and this task was also given to me by Master in the past.” Mu Chenxi braced herself and continued.

She had no confidence at all, unsure if the deranged Yan Hua would believe such an absurd story.

“Your consciousness comes from the past… You can return to the past? You can return to the past?”
Yan Hua murmured repeatedly, her hollow, pitch-black eyes tightly locked onto Mu Chenxi.

In her originally lackluster eyes, a faint glimmer of spirit gradually appeared.

“Yes! I can return to the past!”

Mu Chenxi’s spirits lifted. She hadn’t expected Yan Hua to actually believe such an outrageous claim, and even more so, without asking her for any proof.

She immediately understood why.

When people are in despair, as long as they encounter the answer they long for, they instinctively choose to believe.

If it were her, perhaps she would do the same.

Steadying herself, Mu Chenxi continued along the thread of conversation: “Master gave me a task, hoping you could help me increase my strength.”

“Senior Sister, I have to fight a Fire Demon at the Spirit Transformation Stage. Only by becoming stronger can I protect Master and keep her from harm… Do you have any way to help me improve my strength?”

Mu Chenxi didn’t know that this request was actually quite difficult for Yan Hua.

Yan Hua might not even know where her own power came from, let alone understand what a Spirit Transformation Stage Fire Demon was, or how formidable it could be. In truth, this question posed quite a challenge for Yan Hua.

Yan Hua tilted her head and pondered for a long time. “I’ve thought of a way, but it might hurt a bit. Junior Sister, you’ll have to bear with it.”

“It’s fine, Senior Sister! I’m not afraid of pain!”

Mu Chenxi quickly replied, a glimmer of hope igniting in her heart.

Could it be that Yan Hua really had some miraculous Cultivation Method or Secret Method that could help her rapidly grow stronger in a short time?

“That’s good, then. Give me your hand,” Yan Hua said.

Mu Chenxi obediently stretched out her hand, looking at her with anticipation.

Yan Hua extended her index finger and lightly drew it across Mu Chenxi’s palm.

A fine wound appeared instantly, and fresh blood immediately seeped out.

Next, Yan Hua drew a similar wound on her own palm. The flesh and blood of the wound squirmed as if trying to heal itself, but she forcibly suppressed it with some kind of power, preventing it from closing. The controlled flesh writhed restlessly.

In the next second, Yan Hua grasped Mu Chenxi’s bleeding hand and pressed her own wound against it.

The moment their blood mingled, Mu Chenxi felt a scorching force surge from her palm into her body. That thing carried a strange, wriggling sensation, as if it were a living creature, desperately burrowing into her meridians.

“Hiss-!”

Mu Chenxi sucked in a sharp breath. It was a pain that pierced to the bone and Spirit Soul.

It wasn’t just physical pain; even her Spirit Soul felt as if it were being torn apart.

This was far from “hurting a bit”-it was as if her arm was being ripped apart alive.

Before she could recover, there was a muffled “bang.”

Her entire arm suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of crimson blood mist!

It turned out that the force was too domineering for her to absorb or accept. Her fragile meridians and flesh couldn’t withstand it and shattered instantly.

Mu Chenxi swayed and collapsed heavily to the ground, gasping for breath.

She felt darkness closing in before her eyes, nearly fainting, but managed to hold on by sheer willpower.

“It seems to have failed…”

Yan Hua looked at the blood mist on the ground, a trace of confusion on her face. She then looked at Mu Chenxi. “This method doesn’t work, Junior Sister. Your arm can’t withstand the power. Should we try a different spot?”

As she spoke, Yan Hua raised her hand, seemingly about to cut another wound on Mu Chenxi.

“No! No, no, no!” Mu Chenxi’s face turned even paler with fright, and she shook her head desperately. “Senior Sister, please don’t try again. Do you… do you have any other methods? Anything besides this?”

Yan Hua stopped her movement and tilted her head, trying hard to think again.