Mu Chenxi felt the softness of Bai Yue’s palm.
She no longer hesitated.
With a gentle movement of her divine sense, she sank into Bai Yue’s Sea of Consciousness.
This time, she did not arrive at the warm yellow room she had seen before, but stepped into a land covered in endless snow.
It was also her first time coming to this place inside Master’s Sea of Consciousness.
In this world of ice and snow, Bai Yue still stood there in a white dress, surrounded by a faint chill, like a goddess of frost.
“Master.”
Mu Chenxi called softly.
“You came.”
Bai Yue turned, her gaze falling on her.
“Do you wish to become stronger, to comprehend more of the Dao and increase your own power?”
“Yes.”
Mu Chenxi nodded.
“I always feel my talent is lacking, and my comprehension is too slow.”
“Don’t be anxious. Your talent is already very good.”
Bai Yue walked forward until she stood before Mu Chenxi.
Even her cold voice softened slightly.
“You’re too impatient now. You need to calm down, reflect, and quietly sense the true meaning of the Dao. Only then can you truly comprehend it.”
As her words fell, Bai Yue raised her hand and gently placed her palm atop Mu Chenxi’s head.
A power, cold yet filled with profound Daoist rhythm, instantly flowed from Bai Yue’s palm, spreading through Mu Chenxi’s entire body.
Her heart, once agitated by anxiety, gradually calmed under this soothing force.
The rhythm of the ice-cold power fluttered around her like living butterflies.
Bai Yue was indeed helping her to further comprehend the Dao of Ice.
As her mind settled, Mu Chenxi’s senses became sharper than ever.
She could clearly feel the flow of cold within her body, and the warmth from the jade hand resting atop her head.
Bai Yue’s palm released pure Daoist energy of ice, yet somehow also carried a gentle warmth.
The mixture of warmth and the Dao of Ice was a truly strange feeling.
It seemed that Master’s understanding of the Dao of Ice had reached perfection, allowing her such precise control.
“Master, how did you do this?”
Mu Chenxi looked at Bai Yue, unable to hide her curiosity.
“Your palm is still warm, even though you’re using the power of ice…”
Hearing Mu Chenxi’s urgent question, Bai Yue saw the confusion in her eyes and explained softly.
“I simply wanted to do it, so I did.”
Just wanted to do it, so she did?
Does that mean I can do it too?
Mu Chenxi was even more puzzled, but she couldn’t help trying it herself.
She bravely reached out and gently grasped Bai Yue’s jade hand, trying to circulate the power of ice within herself as Bai Yue had done.
Instead, her hand and Bai Yue’s instantly froze together.
“I wanted to do it like Master, but it’s not so simple…”
Mu Chenxi looked at Bai Yue in embarrassment, hoping for an answer.
Bai Yue only shook her head lightly and patiently instructed her.
“Everyone’s understanding of the Dao is different, so the effects that manifest are also different. Chenxi, you can’t simply imitate my Dao; you must learn to apply it by analogy.”
“Especially since your realm is still shallow. You can’t rely only on imitation. You must dig deep and form a deeper understanding of your own Dao.”
Mu Chenxi nodded, half understanding, half confused.
Her cultivation was still shallow. Though she had already comprehended her own Infatuated Sword Dao, she could barely resist the Fire Demon.
Her own Dao…
At that moment, a thought struck her: if she merged her Sword Dao with the power of ice, would something new emerge?
Think it, do it.
In the world of ice and snow, Mu Chenxi raised her palm and condensed an Ice Sword.
One hand gripped the sword, the other still clasped tightly with Bai Yue’s hand.
Their hands were still frozen together, not yet thawed.
As she swung the Ice Sword, Mu Chenxi suddenly felt a spark within her, as if she had seized upon a certain opportunity.
The sword in her hand moved faster, and in the palm holding Bai Yue’s hand, cold energy began to flow slowly from the sword.
She was drawing on the power of ice that Bai Yue had passed into her, yet it felt different from before.
At this moment, the power of ice felt more alive, as if undergoing some kind of wondrous transformation.
In the next instant, she stopped swinging the sword and slowly brought it toward the hands she and Bai Yue had joined.
The Ice Sword did not pierce the ice binding their hands.
Instead, it slowly melted and fused with it.
On the joined hands, the layer of ice crystals shimmered with faint light, the glow flowing across the thin ice as if it were alive.
“So…my own Dao and the Dao of Ice can resonate. As long as they’re merged, the strength can be multiplied?”
Mu Chenxi suddenly understood, her eyes shining.
“It seems your understanding of the Dao has reached another level.”
Bai Yue nodded in satisfaction, lifting her hand to gently rub Mu Chenxi’s head.
Immediately, Mu Chenxi felt a strange power envelop her.
A gentle, cold wind brushed past, and her spirit seemed to scatter.
When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to her body.
Bai Yue was lying softly in her arms, once again fast asleep.
“We didn’t even get to tell Master our plan, and she’s already fallen asleep again.”
Beside her, Su Qiuyue smiled helplessly.
“It’s fine. We can tell Master after she wakes up tonight.”
Mu Chenxi gazed gently at Bai Yue in her arms, her voice soft.
“Master has already worked so hard to help me improve. Now, she needs to rest.”
“By the way, where is Yan Hua now?”
Su Qiuyue suddenly remembered this important question.
After all, Yan Hua was the key to defeating the Fire Demon—the core force needed to win.
At the same time, Su Qiuyue wanted to try awakening Yan Hua herself.
If she could wake Yan Hua in advance, they wouldn’t need to keep exhausting themselves against the Fire Demon, and everything could be resolved.
“If Yan Hua could be awakened early, with her power, perhaps we wouldn’t have to struggle so much.”
Su Qiuyue looked at Mu Chenxi and added.
Mu Chenxi replied, “Yan Hua is still sleeping in Master’s old residence. It’s difficult to wake her.”
“Then should we set out to return now?”
Su Qiuyue suggested.
“Mm. Qiuyue, you can meditate within my body to comprehend the Way of the Soul. I’ll carry Master and travel quickly, so you can continue to improve while we’re on the move and not waste any time. What do you think?”
Time was tight, and Mu Chenxi wanted to make the most of every moment.
She proposed this method because she truly trusted Su Qiuyue and had no fear of being possessed.
After all, Su Qiuyue had sincerely helped her plan and was working hard to strengthen herself, also for the sake of protecting Master, wanting Master to live in peace.
“Then I’ll trouble you.”
Su Qiuyue had no objection to the plan and nodded gently.
Her fragmented soul entered Mu Chenxi’s body to continue her study of her own Dao, perfecting the Soul Path Secret Technique she had been developing.
Mu Chenxi, meanwhile, lifted Bai Yue into her arms and summoned her Flying Sword beneath her feet, soaring back the way they had come.
A thin layer of Frost formed atop the Flying Sword, a sign that she was applying her understanding of the Dao of Ice to her movement technique.
Her speed was a notch faster than before.
By dusk, Bai Yue finally woke up again.
“Chenxi, where did Qiuyue go? Are we returning to find Yan Hua?”
Bai Yue asked.
She forced herself to appear energetic, not wanting Mu Chenxi to see her exhaustion.