Leveling Up by Kissing My Disciple - chapter 5

“To be my disciple, you must first find a way to cure your Master’s illness.”

Bai Yue twirled a strand of silver hair around her finger, her tone righteous and bold, not mentioning the shamelessness of making demands right after accepting a disciple.

“Alright.”

Mu Chenxi agreed without hesitation.

Even if Bai Yue hadn’t said it, she intended to investigate Bai Yue’s constitution; this was simply going along with the flow.

“Also, you have Spirit Stones. You need to spend them for your Master.”

Bai Yue secretly glanced at Mu Chenxi, her gaze landing on the bulging Storage Bag at Mu Chenxi’s waist.

Anyone who could produce a Warm Sun Jade was surely a little rich lady.

“Alright.”

Mu Chenxi nodded again, her fingertips brushing the Storage Bag, indifferent to material possessions.

“And one more thing: help your Master find your Grandmaster. She left two years ago, her life or death unknown. Your Master wishes to find her.”

Bai Yue simply treated Mu Chenxi as a wishing machine, even entrusting her with the task of searching for her own Master.

“Alright, I’ll help Master search for Grandmaster.”

Mu Chenxi’s answer was still crisp, without a trace of hesitation.

“Very good. Most importantly, you must protect your Master and put my safety first.”

Bai Yue sat up straight, her expression serious.

“Alright.”

Mu Chenxi nodded solemnly, her ice-blue eyes full of determination.

“That’s all for now. The rest can be added later.”

Bai Yue waved her hand, pushing her luck, with no sense of being a proper Master.

“Alright, then let’s proceed with the Apprenticeship Ceremony now.”

Mu Chenxi spoke as she struggled to get up, clearly wanting to follow tradition and perform the ceremony, afraid Bai Yue would change her mind if she was late.

“Stop, stop, stop! Lie down obediently!” Bai Yue quickly pressed Mu Chenxi’s shoulder, pushing her back into her embrace. “No need for all those formalities, they’re so pretentious.”

“But the Apprenticeship Ceremony…”

Mu Chenxi nestled in Bai Yue’s arms, her fingertips clutching her robe.

Bai Yue didn’t seem reliable at all; without a proper ceremony, Mu Chenxi feared Bai Yue wouldn’t acknowledge her.

“Isn’t sincerity more important than the Apprenticeship Ceremony?”

“Your Master is still waiting to use your Warm Sun Jade.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Yue straightforwardly reached out to Mu Chenxi.

“Oh, here you go.”

Mu Chenxi hurriedly took out the Storage Bag and handed over the Warm Sun Jade, afraid Bai Yue would go back on her word.

Bai Yue happily accepted the jade, and her remaining conscience reminded her to offer a return gift.

But after rummaging through her shabby Storage Bag, she found only a few fragments of Red Wood and some life-saving items. She was unwilling to part with the latter, and the rest weren’t proper gifts.

“Hahaha, Chenxi, your Master hasn’t prepared a return gift yet.”

She scratched her head with a dry laugh, looking guiltily at the lake. “I’ll owe you for now, and your Master will make it up to you according to your needs in the future.”

Bai Yue had only meant to make empty promises, but Mu Chenxi’s straightforward nature took it seriously.

She looked up at Bai Yue, her ice-blue eyes shining.

At this moment, she truly had an urgent need, and only Bai Yue could fulfill it.

“Master, could you let me observe your body as a return gift?”

Mu Chenxi propped herself up, leaning forward slightly, her tone especially earnest.

Last night, the bottleneck of the Supreme Emotionless Sword Art had loosened, deepening her obsession with the Sword Dao. At this moment, she couldn’t care less about ceremony.

Bai Yue’s peach blossom eyes widened in shock, her hand trembling so much she nearly dropped the Warm Sun Jade: “Chenxi, what did you just say?”

She truly couldn’t believe it-Mu Chenxi looked so upright, how could she say something so improper?

“I want to observe Master’s body.”

Mu Chenxi’s gaze landed directly on Bai Yue’s chest, unwavering, repeating herself with the same seriousness.

Bai Yue’s cheeks instantly burned red. She hurriedly raised her hand to shield her chest, her voice trembling: “We’re both women, what’s there to observe? Did you… did you suffer a deviation in your cultivation?”

She muttered inwardly, wondering if Mu Chenxi had injured her Spirit Soul while practicing sword, and now couldn’t even resist Bai Yue’s Innate Seductive Bone.

“To be honest, Master, I secretly observed you last night,” Mu Chenxi admitted frankly. “Perhaps because your Innate Seductive Bone is special, I was moved at the time, and the bottleneck of my Sword Formula loosened as well.”
Bai Yue’s face grew even redder, her eartips tinged with rouge. “What Sword Formula are you cultivating? Why is it like this?”

“Supreme Emotionless Sword Art.”

“Isn’t Supreme Emotionless supposed to be about severing emotions and desires?” Bai Yue forgot her shyness and leaned in to press further.

The way this Sword Formula worked was nothing like what she’d heard.

“I can’t figure it out either. Instead, feeling emotions loosened my bottleneck.”

Mu Chenxi frowned, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing her Sword Sheath. “I earnestly ask Master to let me see it once more. I am certain I can recapture last night’s sensation-perhaps I can break through the bottleneck completely.”

Her gaze fell back on Bai Yue, filled with unwavering dedication to the Sword Dao.

“No! Absolutely not!” Bai Yue hurriedly waved her hands, her face flushing scarlet. “I’m your Master-I perform, but I don’t sell myself!”

Taking a disciple was one thing, but she wasn’t an exhibitionist. No matter what, she couldn’t agree to this.

“Master, just one look.”

Mu Chenxi’s ice-blue eyes pleaded, her obsession with the Sword Dao lowering her pride.

“Still no!”

Bai Yue turned her face away, but as she touched the Warm Sun Jade in her bosom, she remembered that she’d need Mu Chenxi’s help to find her own Master in the future. Her heart softened again.

She couldn’t keep asking for favors without making any concessions.

She scratched her head in hesitation, frowned, and thought for a moment. “How about Master tries a different method…”

Mu Chenxi’s eyes lit up. “What method? Will it make me feel emotions?”

“Don’t move.”

Bai Yue took a deep breath, her face still flushed, and raised both hands to gently cup Mu Chenxi’s cheeks.

She leaned forward slightly, her silver hair falling onto Mu Chenxi’s shoulders, carrying a faint scent of grass and wood.

Her red lips pursed softly, drawing closer and closer to Mu Chenxi’s face.

Mu Chenxi froze in place, staring blankly at Bai Yue.

The scent from Bai Yue lingered at the tip of her nose, and those rosy lips grew larger in her vision, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

In the next instant, a soft sensation landed on her fair cheek.

“!”

Mu Chenxi shuddered all over, her ice-blue eyes widening, her cheeks flushing so red it seemed blood might drip out.

Her heart thundered like a drum, and she even forgot to breathe.

This feeling…

Even stronger than last night!

The Supreme Emotionless Sword Art within her began to operate on its own, Spiritual Qi from all around drawn in by an invisible force, surging madly into her body.

A massive vortex of Spiritual Qi began to spin above her head, even the broken bamboo by the lakeside trembling in the unseen currents.

Bai Yue hurriedly lifted her head after the kiss, and was utterly stunned when she saw the vortex of Spiritual Qi.

She’d only kissed her disciple’s cheek, and Mu Chenxi was about to break through?

She stared in shock at the surging Spiritual Power around Mu Chenxi.

Goodness, was her Disciple too repressed… Had she been holding back too much all this time!?

Before Bai Yue could make sense of it, the Spiritual Qi around Mu Chenxi suddenly stalled.

A mouthful of crimson blood spurted out, splattering onto Bai Yue’s gray Daoist Robe like a blooming red plum blossom.

“Chenxi!” Bai Yue quickly reached out to steady her tottering disciple, her voice tinged with panic.

“Master, I’m fine.” Mu Chenxi panted, but her eyes shone brilliantly. “I’ve broken through-Core Formation Middle Stage. Master’s method really works, my heart was racing just now…”

Her gaze landed on Bai Yue’s lips, her tone impatient. “Can we do it again?”

Bai Yue’s mouth twitched, and she quickly straightened her still-flushed face, clearing her throat. “Chenxi, you can’t be so impatient in cultivation. You just broke through and spat blood-heal your injuries first.”

Mu Chenxi looked inward at the chaotic Spiritual Qi in her body, finally realizing she needed to stabilize her realm first.

She fished out a bottle of Healing Pill from her Storage Bag, poured out one and swallowed it, then sat cross-legged and closed her eyes to meditate.

As she refined the medicine’s power, she tried hard to recall the sensation from just now.

Her fingertips unconsciously touched the spot where she’d been kissed, wanting to etch that fluttering feeling deep into her memory.