Leveling Up by Kissing My Disciple - chapter 6

Yet that fluttering feeling was like sand slipping through her palm.

Mu Chenxi tried her hardest to grasp it, but no matter how much strength she used, she could never hold on. The harder she tried, the faster it slipped away through her fingers.

She only remembered that the sensation was very soft, but as for the details that followed, she couldn’t recall a single thing…

“It clearly just happened, so why can’t I remember it…”

Mu Chenxi frowned in deep thought, her little head turning over the matter for a long time, but she couldn’t make sense of it at all.

Fortunately, her realm had finally broken through, and she was one step closer to advancing her Sword Technique.

She pondered to herself, feeling that she had finally grasped a bit of the secret.

How can one be Emotionless? Perhaps it was precisely this lack of ’emotion’ that had kept her stuck at the bottleneck.

So, the key to her breakthrough in Sword Technique lay with her Master, Bai Yue.

Once her injury healed, she would have to let Master kiss her a few more times. Maybe that way, she could completely break through the bottleneck.

A gentle mountain breeze swept by, stirring Bai Yue’s silvery hair.

She took out a long sword from her Storage Bag, her fingertips gathering Spiritual Power and slowly infusing it into the blade.

This sword was called Ji Yue Sword, a gift personally given to her by her Master, Bai Ling’er.

In the past, she had always secluded herself in these deep mountains and forests, and was reluctant to use the Ji Yue Sword in daily life.

Now, she took it out in preparation to search for her Master.

The Zhan Xing Sword in Bai Ling’er’s hand had been forged as a pair with the Ji Yue Sword.

With the Zhan Xing Sword, one could sense the location of the Ji Yue Sword. Back then, Bai Ling’er had specially sought out this pair of swords, fearing Bai Yue might encounter danger when traveling.

Unexpectedly, her disciple had hidden away until today, never having gone on a single trial.

In the end, it was Bai Yue who had to take the initiative to search for her Master.

“Master is indeed in that direction.” Mu Chenxi looked up into the distance, worry in her eyes.

But that direction happened to be where the Ancient Battlefield lay.

This was the reason Bai Yue’s heart had been troubled all along.

“I hope Master hasn’t really entered the Ancient Battlefield…”

Bai Yue silently prayed in her heart.

She had long heard that even Nascent Soul Stage cultivators who entered the Ancient Battlefield rarely made it out alive, and her Master was only at the mid Nascent Soul Stage.

Letting out a faint sigh, Bai Yue put away the Ji Yue Sword, her gaze falling on Mu Chenxi.

Now that she had Mu Chenxi as a helper, she no longer had to risk danger alone.

Before, her strength was lacking, so staying in this remote place at least gave her some peace.

But once she stepped into the perilous Cultivation World, with her meager cultivation, she was no different from ‘fodder,’ barely able to protect herself.

Now, with Mu Chenxi by her side, her safety was much more assured.

Bai Yue no longer hesitated, planning to pack her belongings first. Once everything was in order, she would set out to search for her Master.

Of course, all of this depended on Mu Chenxi’s injury being fully healed.

Mu Chenxi sensed Bai Yue’s gaze and looked up: “Master, what is it?”

Seeing that her breathing had steadied and her injuries were under control, Bai Yue finally spoke: “Chenxi, when will your injury be fully healed? I plan to set out as soon as possible to find your Grandmaster, that is, my Master.”

Upon hearing this, Mu Chenxi immediately replied, “Master, I only need four hours to recover completely.”

After a pause, she added, “If Master is in a hurry, we can set out now. My injury isn’t serious, and I can recover slowly on the road.”

But Bai Yue gently shook her head, her tone softening: “There’s no need to rush. Heal your injury first. This journey is dangerous enough-I can’t let you travel while injured and add unnecessary risk.”

She secretly felt relieved; this disciple was truly worth taking in. Mu Chenxi was genuinely willing to exert herself for her sake.

Having settled the matter, Bai Yue remembered she needed to pack the things required for the journey.

She was always poor, having only cultivated a small Spiritual Herb Field on the back hill next door. Now that she was leaving, she certainly couldn’t leave these few possessions behind.
“I have some matters to attend to. I’ll be back soon,” Bai Yue said, preparing to take off with Sword Flight. Mu Chenxi hurriedly asked, “Master, where are you going?”

Now that she knew her Master could help her break through, Bai Yue’s importance in her heart had grown even more.

Previously, Bai Yue had righteously refused to become her Master, and although she had now agreed, Mu Chenxi still feared Bai Yue might suddenly run off.

“I’m leaving here; I’ll first go to the Spiritual Herb Field on the neighboring mountain to harvest the herbs I planted.”

Bai Yue explained patiently, feeling a little helpless inside.

Her earlier display of fear for her own life had been too obvious; no wonder her Disciple was so uneasy.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon. I won’t run away. After all, I still need you to find the Grandmaster for me-why would I just disappear?”

“Then Master, please be quick and come back soon.”

Mu Chenxi’s gaze clung to Bai Yue’s departing figure, clearly still not fully reassured.

Bai Yue didn’t point it out and flew directly toward the Spiritual Herb Field with Sword Flight.

She thought that trust between Master and Disciple should come slowly-there was no need to rush.

After all, she truly regarded Mu Chenxi as her Disciple, and had never thought of running away.

Words were useless-once she returned, her Disciple would surely be more at ease.

In less than half an hour, Bai Yue returned.

The hem of her gray Daoist Robe was stained with dirt, and a blade of grass was caught in her hair-clearly, she had been busy in the Spiritual Herb Field and had hurried back without tidying up.

Standing by the lake, she saw Mu Chenxi already on her feet, her face rosy, her breath steady-there was no trace of her earlier injuries. Bai Yue couldn’t help but be surprised. “You’re healed?”

“Yes, Master.”

Mu Chenxi walked up quickly, her eyes shining brilliantly.

“Master, can you help me cultivate again right now?”

To her, the bottleneck of the Sword Dao was right in front of her-every extra moment felt unbearable.

Waiting felt like thousands of ants crawling over her heart.

Bai Yue looked at her “cultivation maniac” Disciple and rubbed her brow helplessly.

But on second thought, with Mu Chenxi’s strength improved, their journey would be safer.

After all, the cultivation world was filled with danger, and her own cultivation was barely worth mentioning.

“Alright.”

Bai Yue bit her lower lip. Now that she was familiar with the process, she no longer hesitated.

She walked up to Mu Chenxi, her cheeks still uncontrollably flushed, placed her hands on the girl’s shoulders, and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

Mu Chenxi’s heartbeat did quicken, but it was far less intense than last time. She drew her longsword from her waist and began practicing by the lakeside.

Bai Yue had already retreated to the edge, only feeling safe after putting a great distance between them. She was afraid her Disciple might lose control of her Sword Aura while practicing and accidentally injure her, the “small fry.”

For a while, sword shadows danced by the lake, flashes of sword light reflected in the rippling water, making one’s eyes dizzy. Bai Yue watched in secret amazement.

Such fast swordplay! Even a hundred of herself would be nothing but fodder for her Disciple.

But after a short while, Mu Chenxi sheathed her sword and walked over, frowning. This time, she hadn’t practiced to the point of coughing blood, but the improvement was much less, which left her dissatisfied. In her view, even practicing until she coughed blood was worth it, as long as her Sword Dao could improve quickly.

“Is something wrong?”

Seeing her serious expression, Bai Yue asked in confusion-she thought the Sword Technique looked powerful enough.

“Master, this time the feeling wasn’t as strong. Although I improved, the effect wasn’t as great as before.”

Mu Chenxi frowned in thought for a moment. “I think maybe Master’s way of kissing was different from last time. Could you do it the same way as before?”