Mu Chenxi smiled helplessly and reached out, using her sleeve to gently wipe the drool from Master’s mouth.
Master had actually fallen asleep even within the Sea of Consciousness.
She must truly be exhausted.
While Mu Chenxi was lost in thought, her Divine Sense began to slowly dissipate.
It seemed her time in the Sea of Consciousness had ended once again.
As her Divine Sense gradually withdrew, her figure slowly faded from Bai Yue’s Sea of Consciousness, and her consciousness returned to her own body.
Back in reality, Mu Chenxi looked again at Bai Yue, who was slumped softly in her arms, and found that Master’s mouth was also stained with drool—just like in the Sea of Consciousness.
She stared in surprise, then, just as she had done before, gently wiped Bai Yue’s mouth with her sleeve.
Bai Yue, though asleep, wore a tired but peaceful smile.
Mu Chenxi gazed at her in a daze, gentle ripples of affection flickering in her eyes.
After a long moment, Mu Chenxi finally looked away.
She picked up Bai Yue’s soft body and used Sword Riding to fly toward the hill where Su Qiuyue was.
By noon, Bai Yue also woke up.
Mu Chenxi gently set her down from her embrace.
The two of them ended up facing each other, still holding on.
The fusion of memories from last night’s Sea of Consciousness made Bai Yue realize the nurse inside was not dangerous, and she let out a breath of relief.
“It seems the nurse in the Sea of Consciousness isn’t dangerous, but that little nurse is quite troublesome. Thankfully, the Head Nurse is reasonable.”
Bai Yue found nothing suspicious, and instead felt the little nurse was indeed problematic.
“……”
Mu Chenxi was startled by her words, opening her mouth but saying nothing.
She remembered the Head Nurse’s warning.
Do not provoke Bai Yue.
What if that warning didn’t only refer to Master in the Sea of Consciousness…
“You’re right, Master. The Head Nurse is a good person.”
Mu Chenxi didn’t argue with Bai Yue, but softly agreed.
“Chenxi, it’s my fault. I dragged you along to hide, making us worry needlessly.”
Bai Yue apologized, her expression remorseful.
“It’s fine, Master. As long as nothing happened, it’s all right.”
Mu Chenxi comforted her softly, reaching out to gently pat Bai Yue’s back.
“And it’s normal to worry—strange things happening in Master’s Sea of Consciousness is enough to make anyone anxious. Now that it’s over, it’s fine.”
Feeling Mu Chenxi’s gentle touch, Bai Yue’s mind wandered to secretly patting Mu Chenxi’s back in the Sea of Consciousness, causing her cheeks to flush.
“Oh, right, Master. Yesterday, when my consciousness descended into the future, I didn’t get to tell you everything.”
As Mu Chenxi spoke, she transmitted her experiences from the future to Bai Yue through Divine Sense.
After receiving the memories and learning of the even more sinister presence within Yan Hua’s Sea of Consciousness, Bai Yue couldn’t help but feel anxious.
Seeing Mu Chenxi still using Soulburn Return Essence to refine her Soul, Bai Yue felt another pang of heartache.
Still, there were too many problems to worry about right now.
She had to deal with the Fire Demon first.
Otherwise, there’d be no need to worry—she wouldn’t even have a head left to do so.
By now, it was already noon.
Just as Mu Chenxi had expected, she could see the eerie hill in the distance.
“Master, please wait here. I’ll go convince her alone.”
Mu Chenxi landed on the nearby hill, signaling Bai Yue to stay behind.
She had gone to meet Su Qiuyue alone before.
If she brought Bai Yue along, it might only complicate things.
More complications meant greater risk for Master, and Mu Chenxi could not accept such a possibility.
Bai Yue nodded obediently in agreement.
She had no intention of forcing herself and dragging her disciple down.
But seeing Mu Chenxi flying alone by Sword Riding toward the strange hill, Bai Yue still clenched her fingers tightly around her clothes, her knuckles turning pale.
Obviously, Bai Yue’s worries were unnecessary.
Just like before, Mu Chenxi smoothly persuaded Su Qiuyue.
Soon, she returned, bringing Su Qiuyue’s Remnant Soul with her, stepping off the sword before Bai Yue.
The moment Su Qiuyue saw Bai Yue, she froze in place.
She had never imagined such a captivating woman could exist.
By comparison, she herself was but a Remnant Soul, with centipede-like scars still marking her face, made even more ghastly by years of hatred.
The stark contrast made Su Qiuyue feel a pang of inferiority.
She lowered her head, unwilling to look at Bai Yue any longer.
Bai Yue was observing Su Qiuyue as well.
The aura of resentment and malice lingering on Su Qiuyue’s Remnant Soul was strong.
Even as only a Remnant Soul, Bai Yue could feel an inexplicable pressure.
At that moment, though Su Qiuyue kept her head down, she couldn’t help but ask,
“Bai Yue, can you really help me return to the past?”
“I can’t say for sure, but I’ll do everything I can. As long as I survive the Fire Demon, that is.”
Bai Yue answered honestly.
She knew Su Qiuyue was once an Ask Dao Realm powerhouse—someone not easily fooled.
It was better to be sincere and gain her trust.
Su Qiuyue saw that Bai Yue wasn’t making empty promises and spoke cautiously.
Her evaluation of Bai Yue rose, along with a small spark of hope.
Still, she had her doubts.
She didn’t trust Bai Yue and her disciple completely, worried about being discarded once she outlived her usefulness.
“What if I really help you escape the Fire Demon, and you go back on your word?”
Su Qiuyue asked bluntly.
Now, she trusted no one.
After all, those bitten by snakes would always be wary.
Bai Yue sensed the lack of trust between them and didn’t answer immediately.
She pondered for a moment before finally speaking, hesitantly.
“Why don’t you become my disciple? That way, our bond will be stronger, and perhaps you’ll even gain powers similar to Chenxi’s.”
Bai Yue had seen that Su Qiuyue wasn’t inherently evil and had remarkable talent—thus the thought of accepting her as a disciple.
As for Su Qiuyue’s Remnant Soul and body, perhaps a solution could be found in the future.
But the other party was once an Ask Dao Realm powerhouse.
Her own cultivation was far inferior, and she didn’t know if Su Qiuyue would even consider it.
After much deliberation, Bai Yue still made the offer.
She figured she might as well try her luck—a powerful disciple would be an invaluable ally.
Su Qiuyue looked up in surprise at Bai Yue.
She hadn’t expected Bai Yue to overlook her own weakness and propose such a condition.
But what truly moved her was the sincerity she saw in Bai Yue’s eyes.
Her heart, long corroded by darkness, trembled ever so slightly.
“My cultivation isn’t high. Being your Master might be too much.”
“If you don’t want to, that’s fine. Just consider it a joke—our cooperation still stands.”
Seeing Su Qiuyue remain silent, Bai Yue awkwardly tried to laugh it off.
“No, I accept.”
Su Qiuyue replied immediately, her blood-red gaze locking onto Bai Yue.
Bai Yue was stunned.
She had only wanted to try her luck and never thought it would actually work.
Su Qiuyue seemed unconcerned about her weak cultivation, nor did she take her words as a joke—instead, she treated the offer with utmost seriousness.