Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 1

Luo Yunhuan wore a look of utter misery, for she had discovered that she had transmigrated into a novel!

Although transmigrating into a book was a reward many bookworms dreamed of, who would want to transmigrate into a trashy cultivation novel they had randomly flipped through out of boredom late at night?

And one that was so explicit it would be covered in censorship mosaics.

Wuwuwu… Luo Yunhuan’s heart was filled with nothing but regret. Could the heavens give her another chance? This time, she would definitely read a novel about becoming a female emperor.

But her transmigration was no accident. The book told the story of the female lead and her many followers conquering the world. Although Luo Yunhuan had casually flipped through it and thought the author’s writing style was decent, the supporting female character was just too pitiful.

She had to play the role of the vicious antagonist, enforcing sect discipline every day, scheming and battling wits with the female lead and her male followers, all while watching the female lead flaunt her romantic relationships and force-feed her dog food.

Not only did she not have a man fine, she could live with that but couldn’t she at least have a woman? And to make matters worse, she was stuck with a chaste persona! All she could do was watch as the female lead and her many followers flirted endlessly. If she were that supporting female character, she’d turn vicious too!

“The author is just too cruel. What kind of twisted preference is this? Forget it, I’m not reading anymore. What a trashy novel.”

After saying this, Luo Yunhuan planned to turn off her phone and go to sleep, but a mechanical voice suddenly echoed in her mind.

[You’re absolutely right. The tragic male and female supporting characters need us to save them. So, bind with the system, dear host!]

[I have chosen you as the destined one!]

Destined one?

Luo Yunhuan was puzzled, but the system gave her no time to think, immediately announcing a forced binding.

[Silence means consent. Since you haven’t verbally refused, I’ll bind you as the host!]

System binding in progress… 50%… 80%…

Luo Yunhuan: !

“I refuse!”

She opened her eyes, threw off the covers, thinking to herself that no matter whether she was having a mental breakdown or not, she would refuse such troublesome matters.

But what met her eyes was not her own room. It was an antique-style house and calling it “antique” was being generous. It was basically just a broken stool, a wooden table, and worn-out wooden plank walls.

It was practically the thatched cottage described in Du Fu’s poem “Song of the Thatched Hut Damaged by Autumn Winds.”

Damn it! Damn it!

Luo Yunhuan’s heart turned icy cold. Not only had she been forcibly bound by the system, but she had also transmigrated into the body of a poor person.

Why?

Others became young ladies or young masters, or at the very least, a consort in the cold palace with maidservants attending them!

[Dear host, don’t be so angry just yet. I’m about to assign you a mission.]

The system’s infuriating voice rang in her ears. Luo Yunhuan had had enough of the system, but she knew that struggling, raging, and screaming in helpless fury would be useless now.

So, she could only accept it with extreme calmness.

“What mission?”

“Don’t tell me it’s to make me romance those horndog male supporting characters in the book.”

“Let me tell you, I’d rather die, hang myself in this house, than romance those horndogs!”

Everyone had their own principles, and Luo Yunhuan could not accept the male lead and supporting male characters in the original book, who were all promiscuous.

Because this wasn’t just any ordinary cultivation novel, it was the kind you had to read late at night under the covers, with the screen brightness turned all the way down.

[Of course it’s not about winning over the male lead or male supporting characters they’re living just fine in this story. Our target is the head senior sister!]

The system’s cheerful voice rang out, and at the same time, a strategy panel appeared before Luo Yunhuan’s eyes.

Luo Yunhuan lowered her gaze to look. Her strategy panel couldn’t be flipped, meaning she only had one person to pursue.

It read: Qin Yiqiu, head senior sister of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect, specializes in the Path of Emotionless Cultivation. Difficulty level: five stars.

At this point, Luo Yunhuan’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Her lips parted slightly.

“The… the Path of Emotionless Cultivation!”

What kind of strategy was this? Might as well find a lake to jump into and drown.

[Host, we can’t back out now. Isn’t the Path of Emotionless Cultivation a common trope? As long as you put your heart into it, and with an expert in emotionless cultivation guiding you, how could you possibly fail?]

The system let out a smug laugh, and Luo Yunhuan couldn’t help but suspect it had done this sort of thing many times before.

“Is there no one else to pursue? The Path of Emotionless Cultivation is a bit too challenging…”

Luo Yunhuan didn’t have the guts to jump into a lake, so she could only tentatively negotiate with the system. Although people often joked that those on the Path of Emotionless Cultivation never succeeded, only those blessed with the protagonist aura dared to provoke them. They could survive falling off cliffs, but she? Better not even think about it.

[No, there isn’t. I sensed your intense dissatisfaction with the supporting characters and that’s why I bound myself to you, host.]

The system’s voice was light and cheerful.

“You… I was just complaining about the author’s terrible writing!”

Unfortunately, the system had no physical form, and she couldn’t exactly pull her own brain out and stomp on it. All she could do was silently endure the system’s chatter in her ear.

Just as Luo Yunhuan was chatting with the system, she suddenly heard footsteps approaching from outside the door.

[Host, the target of your strategy is approaching!]

The system’s warning came just as Luo Yunhuan had no time to react. The door was kicked open, and a group of sect disciples in deep blue robes stood at her doorstep.

“Head Senior Sister, it’s this shameless one! I saw her secretly storing Joyful Union Pills!”

Facing these aggressive sect law enforcement disciples, Luo Yunhuan felt as if she had fallen into an icy abyss. In this novel, the plot almost solely served as a setup for intimate encounters.

Who knew what bizarre preference the author had, adding a setting where the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect emphasized ascetic cultivation, primarily following the Path of Emotionless Cultivation. Even those not on this path had to maintain their purity and preserve their chastity. Otherwise, flaws would appear in their cultivation techniques, making it difficult to advance in the future and potentially leading them down the demonic path.

This was why the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect had a specialized law enforcement team dedicated to inspecting whether disciples had indulged in desires. Those with severe offenses would be directly expelled from the mountain.

They were essentially the anti-vice squad of the cultivation world.

And the captain of this so-called law enforcement team was none other than the novel’s top female antagonist and vicious boss, Qin Yiqiu!

“System, what kind of character setting did you give me?”

Luo Yunhuan remembered that before reading this novel, she had carefully confirmed that there were no supporting female characters with the same name as hers. She had thought there was no way she’d end up in some transmigration mix-up, only to be forcibly dragged into this mess by the damn system.

[Of course, it’s the least noticeable outer sect disciple.]

After hearing this, Luo Yunhuan gritted her teeth inwardly. The character setting the system gave her was no different from a maid trying to climb into the emperor’s bed. If handled skillfully, she might soar to great heights.

But most were the palace maids pushed into the well, who drowned before they could even react. It was the stench of the corpses that finally drew the eunuchs to investigate.

“Aren’t you just making my conquest harder?”

“At least give me the persona of a charming junior sister.”

Though Luo Yunhuan was bickering with the system, her movements remained swift. She climbed out of bed, straightened her collar, and knelt on the floor.

She looked up at the person standing in the center of the crowd.

Their eyes were like deep, still springs, or like the perpetual snow atop a mountain peak.

Their aura left one speechless colder than an ice-cold beauty, as if from the heart of Antarctica.

Yet their figure was graceful, and most strikingly, their face was so exquisitely refined it seemed impossible for it to have grown naturally.

Was Qin Yiqiu really this stunning?

Luo Yunhuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva out of sheer longing.