“You are the Mysterious Woman Beyond the Heavens. Even if you deny it, it’s useless. No matter what you think, you must become my Master.”
Mu Chenxi spoke each word clearly, her ice-blue eyes locking onto Bai Yue, leaving no room for negotiation in her tone.
Dissatisfied with Bai Yue’s repeated refusals, her Core Formation Stage spiritual power surged violently, a terrifying pressure crashing toward Bai Yue like a tidal wave.
It was the absolute suppression of a high-level cultivator over a low-level one, carrying an undeniable force.
Bai Yue felt as if an invisible mountain pressed down on her shoulders, her chest so tight she couldn’t breathe.
Fine beads of sweat instantly formed on her smooth forehead, sliding down her cheeks.
“You’ve definitely got the wrong person! I’m not some Mysterious Woman Beyond the Heavens, just a low-level little cultivator!”
She gritted her teeth in rebuttal, her voice trembling.
“Besides, my cultivation is far inferior to yours. Making me your Master—isn’t that the joke of the century?”
The more Bai Yue spoke, the more indignant she became, suspecting the woman before her was deliberately making trouble.
Who would be so unreasonable as to forcefully insist on taking a low-level cultivator as their Master?
“You must become my Master.”
Mu Chenxi’s tone remained unyielding, and the pressure didn’t lessen; instead, it grew even heavier.
Seeing that the other was truly stubborn to the core, Bai Yue became so angry she laughed:
“I can’t do it! No matter what you say, I won’t agree!”
She glared fiercely at Mu Chenxi, steeled herself, and turned to leave.
At last, she dared to show a bit of backbone, but inside, her heart pounded in fear, worried that her attitude would provoke Mu Chenxi, and she’d be cut down in the next moment.
So Bai Yue walked away uneasily, her back cold with apprehension.
She looked back every three steps, her eyes warily fixed on Mu Chenxi behind her.
Mu Chenxi frowned but said nothing, silently following Bai Yue at a steady distance, like an unshakable shadow.
Seeing the other was only following without further coercion, Bai Yue temporarily breathed a sigh of relief.
She bent down to pick up the shattered Red Wood on the ground, carefully storing it in her Storage Pouch, then continued toward the Mountain Peak.
The two walked one after another under the scorching midday sun, heading for the summit.
Strangely, despite the blazing sun, halfway up the mountain, Bai Yue’s body began to shiver uncontrollably. Her teeth chattered, and her face turned pale.
Mu Chenxi watched her sudden symptoms, her frown deepening with confusion.
This constitution is indeed unusual.
“The cold in your body is acting up. Take this Warm Sun Jade.”
Mu Chenxi spoke, her tone softening a bit. Though she was determined to make Bai Yue her Master, she didn’t want to see her freeze to death.
“Fellow Daoist Mu, your item is too precious. I don’t want to owe you.”
Bai Yue trembled from the cold, but her mouth remained stubborn.
She spoke with her back to Mu Chenxi, her tone particularly distant.
“We are not master and disciple, just Strangers meeting by chance. There’s no need for this.”
She had long been used to the torment of cold.
The current discomfort was still bearable, and she only wanted to completely sever ties with Mu Chenxi.
Mu Chenxi, rejected, didn’t get angry.
She simply stood quietly behind Bai Yue, guarding her like an ice statue.
Bai Yue ignored her, skillfully leaping onto a large Rock at the Mountain Peak.
She brushed her skirt, the old gray Daoist robe tightly wrapping her ample figure as she sat, making her curves more pronounced.
She plopped down on the sun-scorched stone.
As heat and cold clashed, white vapor sizzled up from the surface.
Bai Yue lifted her snow-white swan neck, exhaling a long breath of cold air from her red lips.
She was born alluring. Even such an ordinary action exuded a captivating charm.
But Mu Chenxi was a block of wood, completely oblivious to such things, her gaze fixed only on Bai Yue’s strange constitution, her confusion growing.
In no time, Bai Yue’s body began to tremble again.
Clearly, simply basking in the sun and sitting on hot stone couldn’t suppress the cold within.
She pulled out several pieces of Red Wood from her Storage Pouch, placed them under the stone, and ignited them.
Scarlet flames rose around her, wrapping her in warmth and finally stopping the shivering.
“At last, it’s not so cold…”
Bai Yue murmured softly, but her heart felt heavy.
Lately, the cold within her had grown stronger. Before, the Formation in the Chimu Forest could barely suppress it.
But now that the Chimu Forest was destroyed, only this bit of Red Wood remained.
The days ahead would be hard to endure.
Thinking of the calamity that befell the Chimu Forest, Bai Yue glared angrily at Mu Chenxi.
The other stood with eyes closed, cultivating as spiritual energy from the heavens and earth flowed endlessly toward her.
From the looks of it, she planned to stay and fight a war of attrition!
Bai Yue ground her teeth in frustration but was helpless.
An hour passed, and the cold within Bai Yue finally subsided.
Her eyes darted as she quietly reached for the Flying Sword in her Storage Pouch.
She wanted to sneak away while Mu Chenxi was cultivating.
But as soon as she summoned the Flying Sword and before she could step on it, Mu Chenxi’s eyes snapped open, her gaze landing precisely on Bai Yue.
“Are you planning to follow me forever?”
Bai Yue felt a headache coming on and rubbed her temples.
“Yes.”
Mu Chenxi answered concisely. She also summoned her own Flying Sword, standing steadily atop it.
Once again, the two assumed their front-and-back formation, flying off in the distance.
Bai Yue’s destination was far. With her Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, her sword-riding speed wasn’t fast. After two hours of flight, they finally arrived.
It was the tallest nearby mountain, its summit thickly blanketed with ice and snow, the cold wind howling.
“We’re here.”
Bai Yue turned her head, and as expected, Mu Chenxi was still following her like a stubborn plaster.
She glared at Mu Chenxi in frustration.
“Help me with something. I don’t want your Warm Sun Jade, but since you destroyed my Chimu Forest, you should compensate.”
“Help me dig some Ice Bricks. Then we’ll be even, and neither of us owes the other.”
Bai Yue spoke bluntly, treating Mu Chenxi as a laborer, hoping to trouble her a bit.
“Alright.”
Mu Chenxi agreed instantly, without a hint of hesitation.
“What size?”
“The length, width, and height of your sword. Dig more, and use your Storage Pouch to carry them.”
Bai Yue put her hands on her hips, standing aside with no intention of helping, looking every bit the supervisor.
Without another word, Mu Chenxi drew her long sword.
Sword energy flashed, and with a sweep, the icy cliff shattered, huge, evenly-shaped Ice Bricks falling one after another.
She waved her jade hand, spiritual power wrapping around the Ice Bricks and collecting them into her Storage Pouch in an instant.
In just moments, a large pile of Ice Bricks had formed on the ground.
“That’s enough, let’s go back…”
Bai Yue had meant for Mu Chenxi to work harder, but didn’t expect her to finish so quickly. Watching that sharp swordplay, she secretly clicked her tongue in awe.
With that strength, Mu Chenxi could kill her a dozen times over with a single sword.
Truly terrifying.
Mu Chenxi sheathed her sword and flew over to Bai Yue.
“What are you doing?”
Bai Yue tensed instantly, eyes wary.
Did she go too far in ordering Mu Chenxi around, and now the other wanted to teach her a lesson?
After all, how could a high-level cultivator tolerate being bossed by a low-level one?
But Mu Chenxi only spoke calmly:
“Going back? I’ll carry you on my sword. It’ll be faster.”
She really couldn’t stand Bai Yue’s earlier ‘turtle crawl’ sword flight and simply offered to take her along.
“Alright…”
Bai Yue relaxed, tension easing from her body. She nodded and leaped onto Mu Chenxi’s Flying Sword.
As she jumped, her figure in the gray Daoist robe swayed slightly, the fullness of her curves catching Mu Chenxi’s gaze for a moment.
So big…
But the thought passed quickly, and Mu Chenxi withdrew her eyes, focusing her mind as the sword shot forward.
With Bai Yue no longer dragging behind, Mu Chenxi’s speed soared.
Bai Yue only heard the wind howling in her ears as the scenery flashed by.
Instinctively, she reached out and hugged Mu Chenxi’s slender waist tightly, afraid of being thrown off.
Suddenly feeling the softness against her back, Mu Chenxi’s body stiffened, her flight slowing a beat.
Off guard, Bai Yue lurched forward, unable to help but complain,
“What are you doing? Flying faster and slower—are you trying to kill me?”
“Sorry… I got distracted.”
Mu Chenxi’s voice was tinged with a rare hint of awkwardness.
That sudden bump from Bai Yue seemed to shake the Dao heart she’d maintained for years.
It was clearly a soft touch, yet it rippled through her Dao heart.
Such strong innate allure…
She actually felt her Dao heart waver a little.
A flicker of surprise passed through Mu Chenxi’s ice-blue eyes, a faint blush rising on her fair cheeks, though she quickly suppressed it.
Bai Yue didn’t notice her oddness, assuming she’d just been distracted by cultivation, and held on even tighter, her voice tinged with lingering fear.
“Please, Mu Chenxi, can you not multi-task while flying? I’d like to live a few more years!”
“Alright.”
Mu Chenxi’s mind was still buzzing. She nodded dazedly, steadied her speed, and carried Bai Yue back the way they came.