Leveling Up by Kissing My Disciple - chapter 32

“Senior Sister Yan Hua! Wake up!” Mu Chenxi hurriedly called out, her voice filled with urgency.

“You really came from the past, you didn’t lie to me…”

In an instant, Yan Hua appeared before Mu Chenxi. Her small hand gripped Mu Chenxi’s neck, her pitch-black, hollow eyes staring into Mu Chenxi’s.

“I didn’t lie to you. Senior Sister Yan Hua, please wake up!” Mu Chenxi, ignoring the intense pain, forced out a sound from her throat.

The call seemed to have an effect. Yan Hua’s movements froze, the darkness in her eyes gradually faded, and her consciousness slowly returned.

The aura around her diminished, and her jet-black hair turned back to crimson red.

“Junior Sister…”

Yan Hua looked a bit lost. Her hair had returned to its crimson hue, and her eyes were once again scarlet. She reached out and grabbed Mu Chenxi’s hand again. “Let’s keep moving.”

Mu Chenxi’s original plan was to head first to the Purple Flower Secret Realm, but when the two arrived, she was completely stunned.

Where the entrance to the Secret Realm should have been, there was nothing at all-not even the slightest trace of the Secret Realm’s aura. It was as if the Purple Flower Secret Realm had never existed there.

She and Yan Hua searched all over the valley, but in the end, they couldn’t find even the faintest sign of the Secret Realm.

Suddenly, Mu Chenxi thought of a possibility.

She had been the first to discover the Purple Flower Secret Realm, but every time she entered it before, it was always together with her Master, Bai Yue.

Could it be… that Master was the key to opening the Purple Flower Secret Realm?

Now that Master was gone, the entrance could no longer be found.

Understanding this, she temporarily gave up on searching for the Purple Flower Secret Realm and turned to Yan Hua, saying, “We can’t find the Secret Realm. Let’s go somewhere else.”

Mu Chenxi didn’t dwell on it for long. She raised her hand and pointed in a new direction. “Let’s go to another place-a strange little hill I discovered before.”

Yan Hua nodded, picked up Mu Chenxi again, and flew off in the new direction.

Mu Chenxi and Yan Hua finally arrived at the strange little hill.

As soon as they reached the foot of the hill, Mu Chenxi sensed the aura that had drawn her here.

In a patch of grass not far away, a blood-red broken sword was stuck into the ground at an angle.

The broken sword radiated a dense Sword Intent, filled with unwillingness and overwhelming rage, carrying a sinister and violent aura-clearly not something of the Righteous Path.

“Junior Sister, is this what you were looking for?” Yan Hua turned to Mu Chenxi and asked curiously.

“That’s right, it should be this.” Mu Chenxi nodded, her expression grave. “This thing is very dangerous. Senior Sister, do you have a way to safely take it?”

“Dangerous? I don’t feel anything. It’s just an ordinary broken sword.” Yan Hua tilted her head, looking puzzled. “To me, it shouldn’t be dangerous at all.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Hua walked straight over.

“Senior Sister, be careful!” Mu Chenxi couldn’t help but remind her.

“It’s fine, there won’t be any danger.”

Yan Hua waved her hand, reached out, and easily pulled the broken sword from the ground.

The broken sword still surged with terrifying rage and unwillingness in Yan Hua’s hand, but Yan Hua was completely unharmed and didn’t sense anything amiss, as if she were holding an ordinary broken sword.

What was going on?

The danger of this broken sword had been enough to force her and Master to self-destruct, yet Yan Hua was completely unaffected.

Mu Chenxi was utterly confused, secretly thinking that perhaps Yan Hua was simply too powerful, scaring away any hidden enemies.

“Junior Sister, here’s the broken sword you wanted.”

Yan Hua walked back to Mu Chenxi with the sword and handed it over directly.

Mu Chenxi hesitantly reached out her hand.
As soon as she took hold of the broken sword, the unwillingness and fury within its Sword Intent surged violently, erupting like a volcano.

A Remnant Soul transformed into a sharp sword, stabbing straight into her Sea of Consciousness!

“Not good, it’s Soul Seizure!”

Mu Chenxi’s heart trembled.

There was actually an old monster hidden within the broken sword, and its target was not Yan Hua, but herself!

Within her Sea of Consciousness, a shadowy figure shrouded in black mist slowly condensed. She should have been a beauty, but a hideous sword scar marred her delicate face.

The long sword scar twisted her features, resembling a centipede coiled across her face.

Mu Chenxi’s body shook, instantly recognizing the intruder.

The Sword Sect’s records had described this traitor, complete with her portrait-Blood Demon Sword Su Qiuyue!

“Blood Demon Sword Su Qiuyue! It’s you? The traitor of the Sword Sect!” Mu Chenxi’s furious voice echoed within her Sea of Consciousness.

“You’re a Sword Sect Disciple? Good, good… hehehehe.” Su Qiuyue’s voice was laced with bone-chilling hatred. “Everyone from the Sword Sect deserves to die! All of them must die!”

Mu Chenxi’s expression grew increasingly grave.

Su Qiuyue had once been a powerhouse at the Asking the Way Stage. When she betrayed the sect years ago, she slaughtered countless fellow Disciples. Even now, with only a Remnant Soul remaining, she was far from someone Mu Chenxi could easily contend with.

Before Mu Chenxi could devise a countermeasure, Su Qiuyue launched her attack.

Her Remnant Soul transformed into countless blood-red longswords, surging with boundless rage and hatred, slashing madly at Mu Chenxi’s Sea of Consciousness.

Under the terrifying sweep of Sword Intent, Mu Chenxi’s Sea of Consciousness shook violently, even showing fine cracks.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, blood seeping from her seven orifices. In just moments, she was on the verge of being seized.

“Senior Sister… I’m about to be seized! Use your blood… just like before!”

Mu Chenxi dropped to one knee, forcing herself to remain conscious. She raised her hand, forming a Sword Finger, and drew a bloody gash across her smooth forehead.

Since she was facing death, she chose not to self-destruct, unwilling to waste any opportunity, and decided to make one last attempt.

Yan Hua, seeing this, did not hesitate for a moment.

She bit her own finger, pressing the tip-charged with scorching Spiritual Power-onto the wound on Mu Chenxi’s forehead.

The writhing, strange blood, like a living thing, burrowed into Mu Chenxi’s wound. Under a surge of overwhelming power, Mu Chenxi’s head exploded like a watermelon, and her Spirit Soul was extinguished.

At the same time, Su Qiuyue’s Remnant Soul was also obliterated by this force.

Consciousness returned to her body. Mu Chenxi’s eyes snapped open, and she gasped for breath, her entire body drenched in cold sweat.

Bai Yue gently stroked her back, looking at her with concern, quietly waiting for her breathing to steady.

“This time, your descent lasted quite a while. What happened?”

Seeing Mu Chenxi gradually recover, Bai Yue couldn’t help but ask.

Mu Chenxi turned, placing her hand on Bai Yue’s forehead, sharing the scenes she had experienced.

Yan Hua would need half a day to awaken. They had to hold out for half a day.

How could they endure for so long?

Bai Yue couldn’t help but worry.

She calmed her mind and continued to watch.

It turned out her first kiss had been stolen by Yan Hua…

Still, she wasn’t angry at Yan Hua-just a bit helpless, a little shy, and somewhat concerned for her.

Was her obedient little Disciple really going to be alright…

Returning her focus to the vision, she saw Yan Hua kill the Fire Demon once again, and Bai Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, she discovered Mu Chenxi had another plan, and silently praised her Disciple’s cleverness.

Finally, the vision froze on the scene of Mu Chenxi’s head exploding.