Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 15
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- Chapter 15 - Her Dao Heart Cannot Be Shaken
“But if I do this and get caught, wouldn’t I be punished severely?”
Though Luo Yunhuan was somewhat tempted by the idea, she was truly timid and unwilling to bear the consequences of being discovered by her sharp and perceptive senior sister.
[No way! The Tears of the Succubus are a product from another world they can’t detect it. Besides, with me, the system, protecting you, how could someone at the Golden Core realm possibly find out?]
The system patted its little chest in assurance if it even had a chest, that is.
“No, if this gets exposed, I won’t be able to handle it.”
Deep down, Luo Yunhuan was a little tempted, but she still had her moral limits. She couldn’t do that to her senior sister, who had been so kind to her and had saved her multiple times.
From her own perspective, the senior sister seemed a bit naively adorable, overly righteous.
But from the viewpoint of the weak, Qin Yiqiu was like a deity possessing immense power yet remaining humble and steady.
She stood up for the weak and upheld justice.
Unable to persuade the host, the system could only sigh in resignation. However, it wasn’t about to give up just yet; a better idea had already formed in its mind, though it wouldn’t reveal it to the host so easily.
Over the past few days, Luo Yunhuan had been diligently practicing her cultivation. Sometimes, when one truly focuses, time flies by in the blink of an eye.
Like a white steed flashing past a crack, in just a few days, Luo Yunhuan had only managed to learn one minor spell, though it was enough to sweep the fallen leaves in the courtyard.
Thinking about her Four Spiritual Roots, Luo Yunhuan felt like crying. These roots meant she could learn a little of everything but master nothing.
The only possible advantage of having Four Spiritual Roots was that she could study most cultivation techniques.
Gathering the fallen leaves into a pile, Luo Yunhuan produced a small flame from her fingertip. The dry leaves quickly caught fire.
Who would have thought that even in the world of cultivation, she’d still have to do chores? Such a pitiful fate.
As she watched the small fire burn, Luo Yunhuan fell into contemplation. Suddenly, she remembered that today was the day to pick up the tea leaves. Waiting for the fire to die down, she covered the white ashes with soil.
Hurrying along, she rode a crane to the area where the outer sect disciples resided.
From afar, Luo Yunhuan could already smell the fragrance of tea. She couldn’t help but feel proud this was a premium-grade tea she had carefully selected from the map.
Most people probably didn’t even know about it.
“Here, yours.”
The outer sect disciple responsible for roasting tea carried a strong scent of tea, especially on his hands, which were stained a light brown from years of handling tea leaves.
“Your tea leaves are quite exceptional.”
“Thank you.”
A smile spread across Luo Yunhuan’s lips. Of course, she knew the tea was excellent, how could something she had prepared so meticulously go wrong?
Pulling out the exquisite porcelain jar she had bought earlier, she carefully placed the tea leaves inside. Green tea was best when fresh and shouldn’t be stored for too long.
After filling the jar to the brim, Luo Yunhuan kept the remainder for herself to enjoy. After all, she didn’t need that much for a gift.
On the way back, lying on the crane’s back, Luo Yunhuan rehearsed in her mind what she would say when she met her senior sister and how she would present the gift.
“Senior Sister, these are tea leaves I picked the other day… I prepared them as a gift in return.”
Luo Yunhuan silently repeated the words in her mind a few times, feeling that this would make a very good opening. But when the crane truly landed before the Eldest Senior Sister’s door, her calves began to tremble again.
As a strategist, she shouldn’t be nervous she couldn’t afford to be. If she were afraid of such a small task, how could she ever secure the conquest points in the future? The thought of the dreaded lifespan penalty was unbearable. With her cultivation and talent, breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage before the age of a hundred would already be considered an extraordinary stroke of luck.
“Do you have something to discuss with me? Why have you been standing outside the door all this time?”
Just as Luo Yunhuan hesitated, the wooden door before her suddenly opened. A faint, elegant scent of sandalwood wafted from the room, refreshing her senses with just a single whiff.
Luo Yunhuan looked up and saw Qin Yiqiu sitting cross-legged, leaning over the desk with a jade scroll in hand, reading intently. Her long hair cascaded down her temples, and her icy blue eyes gazed at Luo Yunhuan with a hint of amusement.
So beautiful.
Luo Yunhuan’s eyes trembled, momentarily captivated. She thought that the Eldest Senior Sister didn’t even need something like a Succubus’s Tear to enchant others.
“I brought something for you.”
All the carefully prepared words she had rehearsed in her mind were now forgotten. Her mind went blank for a moment before she shuffled into the room with heavy steps.
Although Luo Yunhuan had always cleaned the courtyard and other empty rooms, she had never entered Qin Yiqiu’s private chambers out of respect for her privacy. Now that she saw it, it was more or less as she had imagined. The room was elegantly and luxuriously decorated, but not excessively so.
With trembling fingers, Luo Yunhuan placed the tea canister to the side.
“This is from the tea leaves we picked together last time. I wanted to thank you for sending me the pastries.”
Luo Yunhuan stood awkwardly.
Qin Yiqiu set down the jade scroll and patted the cushion beside her.
“Sit.”
With a wave of her hand, the tea set on the nearby shelf floated over. A pale blue flame licked the teapot, and soon, the water began to boil with a gurgling sound.
Qin Yiqiu’s every movement exuded grace and composure. After all, she had been groomed to become a sect leader and was well-versed in the necessary etiquette.
Before long, she poured the first cup of tea and handed the green tea to Luo Yunhuan.
“So that’s how it is.”
No wonder she had gone so far to pick tea leaves that day it was meant as a gift of gratitude.
Luo Yunhuan reached out to take the cup, blew gently on the pale green tea swirling inside, and took a small sip. The tea carried a delicate fragrance with a hint of bitterness, but as she swallowed, a sweet aftertaste lingered in her throat.
High-quality teas often had this characteristic. With careful tasting, one could discern their unique aroma and sweetness.
Luo Yunhuan drank slowly. The two sat in silence, and she noticed that the Eldest Senior Sister seemed to enjoy the tea quite a bit. Her heart swelled with joy as she anticipated an increase in her conquest points.
But then, she began to feel dizzy.
Her skin, neck, and cheeks grew increasingly warm. Rubbing her forehead, Luo Yunhuan feared she might lose her composure if this continued. Perhaps it was due to exhaustion over the past few days.
Just as she thought about standing up to bid the Eldest Senior Sister farewell, her legs grew weak, and she stumbled forward, collapsing into Qin Yiqiu’s embrace.
Their noses brushed against each other, and a faint, elusive fragrance drifted into her senses. Luo Yunhuan’s mind grew hazy, but her rationality warned her that this was inappropriate.
“What’s wrong?”
Qin Yiqiu worried that her junior disciples might have played some other underhanded tricks on the girl and intended to check her meridians.
But then she felt her own mind growing hazy, and thoughts she would never entertain in ordinary times began swirling in her head.
Countless times, she had caught two figures entwined within the sect sometimes with fellow disciples, other times with demonic or ghost cultivators.
The scenes were always too indecent to behold.
Yet at this very moment, Qin Yiqiu found herself harboring such thoughts toward the person before her.
Her fingers dug tightly into the wooden table.
Impossible!
Her Dao heart could not be shaken!