Why is my Heart of the Dao unsteady?
A Mysterious Woman Beyond the Heavens, born with natural allure—could this be a trial for my Heart of the Dao?
Mu Chenxi’s fingertips curled unconsciously.
She took a deep breath of the mountain air heavy with mist, circulated her spiritual energy to steady her turbulent emotions, and continued Sword Riding through the sky with Bai Yue.
But her speed was clearly much slower.
The wind brushed past her sculpted profile, and that faint blush—like a thin layer of rouge—lingered without fading.
Bai Yue didn’t notice her strangeness.
She simply reached out and pointed to the distant indigo mountains, guiding Mu Chenxi to fly toward the far side.
Not until the shimmering surface of a small lake appeared at the mountain’s foot, with a solitary bamboo house standing at its center, did Bai Yue lower her hand.
This was her resting place at night.
“Move the ice blocks into the bamboo house, and we’ll call it even.”
Their toes lightly tapped the wooden boards in front of the bamboo house, sending out two delicate ripples.
Bai Yue’s tone was distant, full of the desire to draw clear boundaries.
Mu Chenxi raised her hand, took out the Ice Bricks from her Storage Pouch one by one, and stacked them neatly in the corner of the bamboo house.
But she didn’t leave, still standing beside Bai Yue, her eyes half-lowered yet never shifting away, showing no sign of wanting to go.
“I really can’t be your Master. Don’t cling to me—please, I’m begging you, all right?”
“I’ll follow you until you agree.”
Mu Chenxi’s voice remained calm in the face of Bai Yue’s resistance, though her fingertips quietly clenched her sleeve.
“You really have the wrong person. I’m not the Mysterious Woman Beyond the Heavens.”
“I didn’t get it wrong. You are the Mysterious Woman Beyond the Heavens. Cultivation doesn’t matter. Your identity is what’s important.”
Mu Chenxi spoke with unwavering certainty, leaving no room for debate.
“Then I’m the Mysterious Woman Beyond the Heavens. How do you know? And why must I be your Master?”
Bai Yue, seeing she couldn’t get through to this stubborn sword cultivator, gave up on arguing and simply tried to gather more useful information.
“It’s the prophecy of the Divine Diviner before he passed.”
Mu Chenxi didn’t hide anything, raising her eyes to Bai Yue.
“He divined that a Heavenly Tribulation was approaching, and the key to overcoming it lay with the Mysterious Woman Beyond the Heavens and her beloved disciple. To save all living beings, you must become my Master.”
“Me? Save all living beings?”
Bai Yue’s mouth twitched fiercely.
She was just a small cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, her whole body wrapped in lingering cold—asking her to fight the Heavenly Tribulation and save all living beings?
Wasn’t that nonsense?
She—saving all living beings? More like she hoped all living beings would come save her!
“Do you think the Divine Diviner might have gotten confused in his final moments? It’d be understandable if his calculations were off…”
Bai Yue had no interest in saving all living beings.
She knew her own limitations.
She was just a salted fish trying to get by at best—a salted fish who’d transmigrated here.
No hot-blooded desire to save the world.
This kind of talk might fool children, but there’s no way it could trick her—a seasoned “old salted fish” living her second life.
“The Divine Diviner was never wrong in his life, nor did he ever speak nonsense.”
Mu Chenxi’s tone left no room for refusal.
“I’ve told you everything. Can I become your disciple now?”
“No! I’m afraid of dying, have no great ambitions, and absolutely can’t save all living beings.”
Bai Yue refused without hesitation.
Saving all living beings wasn’t child’s play—it really could get people killed.
Mu Chenxi frowned.
“You don’t have to charge into battle. Any enemy that comes, I’ll cut them down.”
“I’m just a cowardly mouse who loves life and fears death. If there’s even a hint of danger, I’ll hide as far away as possible.”
Bai Yue stiffened her neck.
“I don’t want to save all living beings. I’m not that noble—I just want to live well. Don’t force me.”
She finished, then quietly watched Mu Chenxi’s reaction, nervously clutching her sleeve.
She was genuinely afraid the other would lash out if displeased.
Mu Chenxi stared at Bai Yue’s repeated insistence on being cowardly, her brows knit tighter as a hint of doubt crept in.
Could someone as timid as Bai Yue really shoulder the burden of fighting the Heavenly Tribulation and saving all living beings?
Bai Yue felt as if she were being looked at like trash, but her peach blossom eyes shone even brighter.
That’s right!
Immortal, please wake up!
She was just a sewer rat, not some heroic savior!
But in the next moment, Mu Chenxi’s beautiful face returned to its usual calm.
She secretly blamed herself—it must have been her unstable Heart of the Dao earlier that allowed Bai Yue’s words to shake her.
The Divine Diviner could not be wrong.
Perhaps Bai Yue was the cornerstone to temper her Heart of the Dao—the greatest obstacle on her path to immortality.
Recalling the flutter in her heart while Sword Riding earlier, Mu Chenxi felt even more determined.
Her tone was calm yet resolute.
“I will wait until you agree.”
Under Bai Yue’s gaze, she sat cross-legged before the bamboo house, closed her eyes, and formed the hand seals of a cultivation Incantation Technique, soon sinking into meditation.
“……”
Bai Yue pressed her forehead, feeling a splitting headache.
This person was truly a stubborn, cultivation-crazed demon!
Unless she could cut down Mu Chenxi, she’d never escape this “plague god.”
What made her head ache even more was that her identity as a Transmigrator had been exposed—she didn’t even dare to run away.
If this secret was discovered by a malicious powerhouse, she’d be Soul Searched hundreds of times, leaving not a scrap of privacy.
She couldn’t win in a fight and didn’t dare run, so Bai Yue scratched her head in frustration, making her already messy silver hair even more chaotic.
Standing before the bamboo house, the lake reflected her disheveled silver hair, with a few fragments of leaves clinging to the ends.
Suddenly, a gentle figure surfaced in her mind.
It was her Master, Bai Ling’er.
The warm memories grew clearer—a time when she was still a little girl who loved to mess up her hair.
Bai Ling’er would smile, lift her onto her knee, and gently comb her hair with a wooden brush, her voice as soft as melting snow.
“Yue’er, always making your hair a mess.”
“Splash!”
A frog suddenly leaped into the lake, shattering the reflection on the water’s surface.
Bai Yue snapped out of her memories.
“If only Master were here, she’d definitely know how to deal with Mu Chenxi, this massive headache.”
Thinking of her Master, Bai Yue felt even more dejected.
Her Master, Bai Ling’er, had fallen in love with that infamous Female Devi two years ago, leaving with her and disappearing without a trace.
She didn’t even know if she was still safe.
The more she thought, the more Bai Yue sighed, her shoulders slumping.
As the sun set behind the mountains, dusk gradually spread across the lake.
Bai Yue shut Mu Chenxi out of the bamboo house and entered to meditate.
Time slowly passed, and soon it was midnight.
Suddenly, Bai Yue felt a burning heat surge through her body—far stronger than ever before.
“It’s happening again… This time it’s even hotter.”
She furrowed her brow, fingers grasping her Dao robe’s collar as she slowly slid off the gray fabric, revealing her flushed shoulder beneath.
Then she stepped onto the bamboo floor piled with Ice Bricks and lay down softly.
White mist rose from the gaps between the Ice Bricks, quickly filling the bamboo house as the ice melted beneath her.
“Still so hot…”
Her fair skin was reddened by the heat, as if she might ignite at any moment.
Her consciousness blurred, and muffled whimpers—soft as a kitten—escaped her throat.
Outside the bamboo house, Mu Chenxi’s eyes snapped open.
She rose and walked to the door, jade hand hovering over the latch but hesitating to enter.
After all, it would be too rude—and only deepen Bai Yue’s resentment toward her.
After a moment’s hesitation, she moved to the bamboo window and gently slid open a narrow crack.
Through the slit, the room was filled with swirling white mist.
Peering through the haze, she could just make out Bai Yue’s figure: silver hair spilling across the Ice Bricks like a waterfall of melted moonlight, her form drawn in the fog with heart-stopping curves, like a perilous peak hidden within the clouds—so breathtaking one could not look away.
Mu Chenxi’s usually emotionless face instantly flushed as if dusted with rouge, even her ears turning red.
She hurriedly looked away, pressing a jade hand to her chest.
Her heartbeat thundered as if to shatter her ribs, and even her spiritual energy grew chaotic.
Hiss!
This natural allure is truly overwhelming!
Unsteady Heart of the Dao… Unsteady Heart of the Dao…
Mu Chenxi inhaled deeply, then exhaled, repeating several times before barely suppressing the trembling in her heart.
“I must face these trials of the Heart of the Dao head-on…”
“And… help her as well…”
She murmured, forming an Ice Element Incantation Technique with her fingertips as her icy blue eyes once more peered through the window at Bai Yue within.