Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 16

Luo Yunhuan still retained a sliver of her own reason. She rubbed her temples, inwardly cursing her misfortune. There was no need to guess what was causing her body to weaken it was obvious!

It definitely wasn’t something slow-acting like a Union Joy Pill. From the very first sip of that green tea, it had begun to take effect.

“System! Get out here! Was this your doing?”

The roar echoed in her heart, and the system in her mind could clearly sense its host’s fury.

[Host, please don’t be angry. I only did this to help you complete the mission quickly. I used just a tiny bit definitely not too much.]

A slightly guilty mechanical voice sounded.

Luo Yunhuan inwardly wailed. How could the system use items on its own? This was utterly ridiculous! Now, her senior sister would surely think she had ill intentions and had deliberately set her up.

“Senior Sister, something’s wrong with me. I need to go.”

Stumbling to her feet, Luo Yunhuan relied on her last shred of consciousness to try and escape the scene. But her wrist was caught by a cold hand.

She had moved too hastily and couldn’t react in time. With a sudden tug, she fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the floor was covered with a straw-woven mat, layered with a fine cloth to facilitate meditation for cultivators.

So, even though she fell abruptly, it didn’t hurt too much.

Luo Yunhuan’s hair splayed across the floor, and when she tilted her head, she could still see the scenery outside the door.

Qin Yiqiu was slowly approaching her.

Their master had once said that the Path of Emotionlessness did not require one to preserve their chastity. Unlike some cultivators who practiced special techniques and could never indulge in relations with the opposite sex, lest they lose their foundational essence and fail to achieve greatness.

“Yunhuan, I’m sorry. I can’t let you leave.”

Earlier, she had forced herself to suppress the effects through cultivation, risking damage to her meridians. If she tried to suppress it again now, she feared she would succumb to Qi deviation.

Her meridians would be on the verge of shattering.

Qin Yiqiu did not want to see such an outcome. She knew the only solution was to get close to the person before her, to suppress the rising wicked thoughts.

Then, she could circulate her Emotionlessness technique.

As long as she did not develop feelings for the person in front of her, using the Emotionlessness technique to suppress the effects of the tea would be effective.

“Senior Sister?”

Luo Yunhuan felt inexplicably nervous.

Please. please, she hadn’t even been in a relationship since transmigrating here. She had no idea how to handle such a situation.

And the door was still wide open!

How was this any different from social suicide?

The next moment, Luo Yunhuan’s eyes were covered, and she felt cold lips brush against her ear.

She could hear suppressed, rapid breathing close by.

What did she mean by not letting her leave?

Before Luo Yunhuan could process it, the tickling sensation on her ear distracted her.

From beginning to end, Qin Yiqiu did nothing excessive. Most of her actions were gentle nuzzles against Luo Yunhuan’s neck and cheeks, as if that alone could counteract the effects of the Tears of the Succubus.

However, facing an item of such rarity as the system had described, someone at the Golden Core stage would find it difficult to resist.

Luo Yunhuan trembled to her very soul. She, too, was struggling to hold back, especially now that she was being restrained and not allowed to leave. Her hands involuntarily wrapped around the other’s waist, the coolness bringing her comfort.

Watching the beauty before her tremble lightly.

Qin Yiqiu was momentarily dazed. The most depraved part of her heart quietly whispered:

“Having feelings for her isn’t such a bad thing. Why not just take her now?”

“After all, most who cultivate the Path of Emotionlessness prove their Dao by killing their wives. As long as you make her submit to you by any means and eventually kill her, you can break through the barrier of the seventh stage of the technique.”

“This is practically a heaven-sent bargain!”

This was the inner demon something every cultivator must face. Qin Yiqiu had rarely encountered inner demons on her path of cultivating the Path of Emotionlessness, perhaps because of her inherently kind nature; most things couldn’t become inner demons that troubled her.

So, at this moment, when the voices of the inner demon and greed echoed in her ears, Qin Yiqiu was incredulous. Her pupils widened.

Her fingers dug tightly into her palms.

The pain brought her reason back.

No, she couldn’t do this.

Just when she had managed to fortify her mental defenses a little, Luo Yunhuan lost control. She was, after all, a modern soul, and the original host’s body wasn’t particularly strong.

Thus, her consciousness, affected by the Tears of the Enchantress, was already growing hazy.

Fingertips slowly traced along her spine. Luo Yunhuan couldn’t help but wrap her arms around Qin Yiqiu’s neck. Though her eyes could only see a faint red hue,

she still couldn’t resist tilting her head upward to draw closer.

That faint red was actually the sunlight from outside the door filtering through the gaps between fingers, yet it evoked boundless imagination.

Compared to Qin Yiqiu’s restraint, Luo Yunhuan, having lost her reason, was bolder. She directly pressed her lips to Qin Yiqiu’s, the cool sensation reminiscent of jelly.

It swayed with sweetness, what flavor was it? Like cherry with a hint of sourness, and the bitter note of clear tea.

Qin Yiqiu’s heartbeat seemed to stop.

Strands of hair slipped from her shoulders, her dark tresses stirred by the gentle breeze, signifying that she, too, was succumbing.

Cold individuals had one trait: they were either exceptionally easy to win over or extremely difficult to open up.

Qin Yiqiu had always believed herself to be the latter, but for some reason, whenever she saw Luo Yunhuan smiling at her, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy in her heart.

Her master often said that when two people who have never met feel an instant fondness for each other, it’s because a red thread of fate binds them. Did she and the person before her also share such a thread?

Qin Yiqiu was neither an immortal of Yue Lao nor Yue Lao himself, so she couldn’t see the red threads. But she knew this feeling in her heart was significant.

Yet, no matter how much she liked her, what could she do? Cultivating the Path of Emotionlessness meant bidding farewell to romantic ties.

Qin Yiqiu closed her eyes and began to clumsily respond to Luo Yunhuan.

She only needed to restrain herself from this qi deviation. She wouldn’t develop feelings for the person before her, never!

Because she had to cultivate the Path of Emotionlessness, because she had to inherit her master’s legacy and protect the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect.

When Luo Yunhuan woke up, she found herself lying in an unfamiliar place. Before her eyes was an exquisitely crafted bed frame, carved with countless scenes of immortal masters imparting their teachings.

Wow, as expected of a cultivation world no “blossoms of wealth and honor” or the like here.

Luo Yunhuan couldn’t help but marvel.

Then, she suddenly realized she wasn’t in her own small room.

Sitting up in a daze, she looked at the quilt covering her a cyan quilt embroidered with entwining vines, from which small white flowers bloomed.

The texture of this quilt felt even better than the silk quilt woven by silkworm demons she had bought.

There was no need to guess whose it was.

Oh heavens! Oh heavens!

Luo Yunhuan’s mind went blank, completely unable to recall the events after the damned system had framed and harmed her.

Her fingers trembled as she tugged at her collar, and sure enough, she saw faint marks, but they only reached her neck.

Truly worthy of being the senior sister, such incredible self-restraint!

She’s practically a ninja in the flesh, Luo Yunhuan silently admired.

At the same time, she also planned to summon the system and give it a good scolding.