Leveling Up by Kissing My Disciple - chapter 9

Although there was a Formation concealing the area, Bai Yue still felt uneasy, convinced that Yan Hua was still not safe.

She turned to look at Mu Chenxi, her tone tinged with a bit of embarrassment: “Chenxi, do you have any powerful defensive Formation on you? I’d like to set it up here to protect your Senior Sister Yan Hua.”

Thick-skinned as she was, Bai Yue still felt a little awkward asking her own Disciple for a Formation.

Mu Chenxi heard this, and a wave of sourness surged in her chest. She clutched the hem of her dress until it was wrinkled, her knuckles turning white without her even noticing.

Her chest felt tight, but faced with her Master’s request, she still answered truthfully.

“Yes, I have a defensive Formation that can withstand attacks at the Golden Core Stage-the Frost Nine Mysteries Formation. Master, would you like to use it?”

“Of course. Chenxi, thank you so much.”

Bai Yue nodded, watching as Mu Chenxi took out nine white Formation Flags and handed them over.

Each flag was surrounded by wisps of white cold air, icy mist curling around them.

“Master, we’re Master and Disciple, there’s no need to be so formal. I’ll set it up.”

Mu Chenxi spoke as she began arranging the flags within the cave.

Throughout the process, her lips were pressed tightly together, her brows slightly furrowed.

Just now, when Master asked to borrow her Formation to protect Senior Sister, that stifling feeling weighed heavily on her, but she forced herself to finish setting up the Formation.

“Master, the Formation is ready. I’m going out for some air.”

Bai Yue was slightly taken aback, noticing Mu Chenxi’s strange expression and assuming she was simply afraid of Yan Hua.

She didn’t think much of it and nodded in agreement.

As soon as Mu Chenxi stepped out of the cave, she drew her sword and began to channel the Supreme Emotionless Sword Art.

The Spiritual Qi within her was even more chaotic than usual, but her Sword Technique grew faster and sharper, sword light weaving afterimages as frosty wind howled along the blade.

Suddenly, a sweet taste rose in her throat and she spat a mouthful of blood onto the bluestone slab, her eyes flashing with surprise.

“My Sword Technique has actually improved again? Clearly, it was an unbearable feeling of suffocation, so how could my Sword Realm show signs of breakthrough-just a hair’s breadth away…”

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, frowning in thought, when Bai Yue’s voice sounded from behind.

“Chenxi, why are you injured again? Did something go wrong while practicing your sword?”

Seeing her spit blood, Bai Yue hurried over to support her, her tone full of concern.

Mu Chenxi looked at Bai Yue and said, “Master, I’m just a step away from a breakthrough-I’ve reached a bottleneck.”

“Have you comprehended the Sword Formula’s true meaning?”

Bai Yue couldn’t help but feel delighted.

If that were the case, she wouldn’t have to struggle with whether to use her first kiss to help her Disciple break through-this was a good thing.

But Mu Chenxi shook her head, her eyes lowered: “It’s not that I’ve comprehended the true meaning. It’s still related to you, Master.”

“Related to me?”

Bai Yue was stunned. She hadn’t done anything intimate with Chenxi, so how could it be connected to herself?

Mu Chenxi pondered for a moment and then explained honestly.

“When I saw Master looking at Senior Sister with such gentle eyes, touching her head and caressing her face, I felt a stifling sensation in my heart. Later, when Master borrowed my Formation to protect Senior Sister, that feeling grew even stronger.

“I felt so uncomfortable that I came out to practice my sword, and unexpectedly, my Sword Formula improved because of it.”

Bai Yue was dumbfounded at her words.

This obedient Disciple wasn’t just stifled-she was clearly jealous.

She was jealous of Bai Yue’s intimate gestures toward Yan Hua…

“Master, what exactly is going on?”

Mu Chenxi truly couldn’t understand and looked to Bai Yue for an answer.

“You’re jealous.”

Bai Yue didn’t hide it and spoke directly.

“Jealous? What does that mean?”

Mu Chenxi was stunned. She was emotionally clueless and had no idea what the word meant.

“It’s not the literal meaning of ‘eating vinegar’,” Bai Yue patiently explained. “It means when someone likes another person, and sees that person treating someone else well, a sour feeling rises in their heart, as if they’ve swallowed vinegar-that’s called jealousy.”

Mu Chenxi seemed to ponder this.

If she could maintain this feeling, perhaps her Sword Formula could break through?
To maintain this feeling, Master and Senior Sister would need to act even more intimately…

For example, should Master kiss Senior Sister on the cheek?

Perhaps that would make her even more jealous and help her break through the Sword Realm.

As soon as the thought arose, a wave of suffocation pressed against her chest, and the Sword Aura within her began to circulate on its own. Another mouthful of blood surged up.

“Why are you coughing up blood again?”

Bai Yue hurriedly supported her, gently placing her palm on Chenxi’s back to soothe her.

Mu Chenxi spoke, her breath unsteady, trying to explain.

“Master, I was just thinking, if Master acted intimately with Senior Sister, I’d get jealous, and that jealousy might help me break through. So if Master lightly kissed Senior Sister’s cheek, maybe that would help me break through…”

“Then should I do as you say and try kissing Yan Hua?” Bai Yue’s fingertips curled slightly, her tone hesitant as she looked up at Mu Chenxi.

“N-no need!” Mu Chenxi shook her head quickly, the words almost slipping out before she realized.

After refusing, she was stunned herself.

Clearly, this was something that could stimulate her mind and help her break through the bottleneck in her Sword Technique-so why was she so quick to refuse?

Bai Yue looked at her conflicted, contradictory expression, finding it both amusing and a little embarrassing, her cheeks faintly flushed.

Her disciple was obviously jealous of her, yet remained clueless about her own feelings.

“Don’t force yourself, Chenxi.”

“Right now, you should focus on healing. Cultivation should never be rushed, do you understand?”

Bai Yue cautioned, worried that her eagerness to break through would lead to a deviation.

“I understand, Master.”

Mu Chenxi lowered her eyes in response; she too understood the principle of moderation.

Bai Yue nodded: “I still have some preparations to make before we set out. It won’t take long.”

With that, she turned to head back into the cave, but after two steps, she stopped and looked back, reminding her again: “Chenxi, really, don’t force yourself to cultivate anymore.”

“Mm, Master, don’t worry.” Mu Chenxi nodded obediently.

Seeing her sincere response, Bai Yue finally felt at ease and entered the cave.

On the stone table inside, a small pot had already been set up, with several pieces of Red Wood at the bottom.

She wanted to fry some candied beans for Yan Hua, who was still unconscious, before they set out-something her disciple loved to eat.

She took out a gourd of yellow beans from her Storage Bag, poured them into the pot, and drizzled them with amber-colored Spiritual Honey, frying them slowly over a low flame.

Soon, a sweet fragrance filled the cave, wrapped in a warm, homely atmosphere.

Bai Yue wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and packed the honey-coated beans into a Jade Gourd.

She walked to the jade coffin and gently placed it by Yan Hua’s hand.

“Good disciple, you can eat these when you wake up,” she murmured softly, “and there is a Fasting Pill and snacks too, so don’t run off again.”

Thinking of how Yan Hua used to pester her for these, Bai Yue couldn’t help but smile, her eyes full of tenderness.

Before leaving the cave, she took out the Token and infused it with Spiritual Qi. The Formation instantly concealed the cave entrance, blending it seamlessly into the surrounding low hills.

Not far away, Mu Chenxi was still meditating to heal. Hearing footsteps, she opened her eyes.

“Chenxi, how are your injuries?”

Bai Yue hurried over, her tone more caring than before.

“Master, I’m fine now. I can set out at any time.”

Mu Chenxi looked up at her; her recovery was always swift, and these injuries were healed in no time.

“Are you really alright?”

Bai Yue was still worried.

“Really, I’m fine.”

Mu Chenxi answered truthfully, her gaze suddenly falling on the Oil Paper Package in Bai Yue’s hand.

Only then did Bai Yue remember what she was holding, and explained, “These are the candied beans I just fried for your Senior Sister. There’s some left, so I thought you could try them too.”

Mu Chenxi’s fingertips paused, a faint sourness rising in her heart.

Was she getting jealous again?

“Chenxi, would you like to try some?”

Bai Yue’s voice interrupted her thoughts.

“Alright.”

“Come, open your mouth.”