Chapter 22: No Way Out?

Bai Yue was completely shocked by Mu Chenxi’s almost deranged appearance.

She had never seen her disciple so out of control.

“Chenxi, don’t be like this… You need to calm down. Let’s stop and rest first…”

“Master, we can’t stop! We have to get away from the violet flower sea! We must get away, faster!”

Mu Chenxi continued to repeat crazily, truly terrified.

“Alright, we’ll do as you say. Let’s keep going…”

Bai Yue could only comfort her in agreement, hurriedly taking out a Healing Pill and pushing it into her mouth.

“Take this Healing Pill first.”

Fortunately, although Mu Chenxi’s mind was chaotic, her instinct for her own cultivation was still present.

She was also afraid her realm would truly fall, making things even worse, so she didn’t try to force her cultivation any further.

Another day passed.

When that strange and ominous moon rose again.

Mu Chenxi finally stopped her desperate flight.

She landed among the mountains, gripping Bai Yue’s hand tightly.

She held her breath, preparing to face the terrifying vision.

She had already accepted that Master’s speculation was correct.

This was truly a premonition of danger.

“Why… why is this happening…”

When the image surfaced in her mind again, the scene shattered Mu Chenxi’s already fragile heart.

In the vision, it was still the figure she cherished most.

Still Master, burning in flames—but this time, it was no longer the violet flower sea.

Behind Master was that desolate and lifeless Ancient Battlefield!

“Chenxi, run!”

“Run!”

Bai Yue’s dying scream struck Mu Chenxi’s fragile heart over and over.

Run? Where could she run to?

The Violet Blossom Secret Realm was a dead end, and the Ancient Battlefield was also a hopeless place…

To return to Sword Sect, they would have to cross all of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

There was no time to go back.

Where was safe?

Where was there any hope of survival?

With a “thud”, Mu Chenxi’s legs gave out and she collapsed to the ground.

She looked up, despair appearing on her usually cold and clear face for the first time.

“Chenxi, what’s wrong? What did you see?”

Bai Yue immediately crouched down, supporting her trembling body.

Looking at her disciple’s bloodless face, her own heart tightened painfully.

“Master…”

Mu Chenxi’s voice was hoarse.

“I saw… I saw you burned to death in the Ancient Battlefield… Where are we supposed to run? Master… Where should we run?!”

She clung to Bai Yue like grasping the last straw, looking up.

Her eyes held only pleading and confusion, hoping Master would give her an answer.

Bai Yue’s heart was in chaos as well.

What answer could she give?

“Maybe… Maybe this isn’t a sign of danger at all. Maybe we’re just scaring ourselves…”

She could only try to comfort her with powerless words, soothing both her disciple and her own terrified self.

“Chenxi, as long as you rest well and your mind isn’t so tense, these feelings won’t appear again.”

“No!”

Mu Chenxi shook her head sharply, her voice piercing.

“Master, I can feel it! This is a sign of approaching danger! We must think of a way, we must find a way!”

Her emotions flared again, her voice trembling.

“I have to save Master! I can’t let you burn to death! Absolutely not!”

If they couldn’t run…

Then they had to grow stronger!

Strong enough to face any danger!

“Master… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

A flash of determination passed through Mu Chenxi’s bloodshot eyes.

Bai Yue panicked, but Mu Chenxi suddenly surged with strength and threw the unprepared Bai Yue to the ground!

“Chenxi, you… mmph?!”

Bai Yue’s words were blocked by a clumsy and rough kiss.

Saliva smeared all over Bai Yue’s face.

The realm elevation Mu Chenxi imagined didn’t happen.

Instead, this act of madness in her despair completely exploded the chaotic spiritual power in her body.

A sweet, bloody taste rushed up her throat, and Mu Chenxi’s body shuddered.

With a “pfft”, a mouthful of scorching blood sprayed onto Bai Yue’s stunned face.

In an instant, her meridians snapped.

Under the agony, her vision went black.

She collapsed in Bai Yue’s arms, convulsing, blood spilling endlessly from the corners of her mouth.

At this moment, Bai Yue didn’t care about the warmth of blood on her face.

She hastily wiped her face, and when her vision cleared, she immediately lifted Mu Chenxi in her arms.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her face pale as paper, breath weak.

“Why… why did this happen…”

Mu Chenxi muttered to herself, her mind on the verge of collapse.

“My realm didn’t increase… it fell instead… I don’t even have Nascent Soul Stage strength left… What do I do… What should I do…”

She clutched her head in despair, the light gone from her eyes.

Unable to save Master, even losing her own strength…

She was completely hopeless.

“Chenxi, it’s alright, it’s alright.”

Bai Yue held her tightly in her arms, warming her icy body.

“I’m still alive. Look, I’m still here.”

She took out a Healing Pill from Mu Chenxi’s Storage Pouch and gave it to her without hesitation.

“Chenxi, listen to me, it’s fine. We’ll find a way together. There will be a way! Heaven never seals all roads!”

Bai Yue raised her hand and gently stroked her back, carefully channeling her own gentle spiritual power to help calm the turmoil within her.

Mu Chenxi’s trembling body gradually stilled.

She lifted her head, looking at her Master—her face bloodied yet still gentle, her movements patient and soft.

In her lifeless eyes, a faint light began to flicker again.

“Master… What should I do…”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry. Let me think… There will be a way… There has to be…”

To comfort her nearly broken disciple in her arms—and to keep herself alive—Bai Yue forced herself to calm down, desperately searching for a solution.

She subconsciously looked up at the bright moon overhead, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

“I’ve got it!”

Bai Yue’s eyes lit up.

“Chenxi, since you’re so certain this is a sign of danger, and it appears every night, then why are we only thinking of running?”

“Let’s look for clues to break the cycle within this premonition.”

“Don’t resist the drowsiness. Just sleep. Maybe in the dream, you’ll find the way to break free.”

As Mu Chenxi listened, the despair on her face slowly faded, hope rekindling in her eyes.

“Okay!”

Mu Chenxi’s voice was still weak, but filled with determination.

“I’ll do as Master says! Tomorrow night, I’ll enter the dream! I’ll definitely find a way to save Master!”

“Now you need to rest well, Chenxi. Recover from your injuries.”

Seeing that Mu Chenxi had finally calmed down, Bai Yue quickly urged her.

“Mm,”

Mu Chenxi nodded, then gently embraced Bai Yue, leaning on her and closing her eyes to rest.

Watching Mu Chenxi finally resting quietly, Bai Yue’s tense heart finally relaxed.

She helplessly freed one hand, wiping the blood her obedient disciple had coughed all over her face.

At this moment, with nothing else to do, her jade-white fingers pressed to her lips, and the memory of being forcibly kissed by Mu Chenxi surfaced in her mind.