Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 21

The flower appreciation banquet continued well into the night. Lanterns infused with magical energy illuminated the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect, casting a brightness that made the evening nearly indistinguishable from daytime, save for the slightly dimmer visibility.

After parting ways with her senior sister, Luo Yunhuan contentedly returned to her room to rest. She wasn’t a greedy person; after all, breaking through the Path of Emotionlessness was an arduous task, and gaining even 0.1 progress today felt like a significant achievement.

[Host, you can’t be satisfied so easily! We need to plan our next move. Qin Yiqiu is already on guard against you. Getting close to her again will likely be much harder.]

However, the system had no intention of letting Luo Yunhuan off the hook, chattering incessantly like the chirping birds in the sect.

“I know, but just let me have a good night’s sleep today.”

Pulling the covers over herself, Luo Yunhuan ignored the annoying system and drifted into a soft, sweet dream. Her memories seemed to linger on the events of the day, how she had held Qin Yiqiu’s arm as they visited the sect’s lotus pond and watched the cranes bathing in the lily-filled waters. Every scene was as picturesque as a painting.

Waterfalls cascaded from the mountain peaks, their cool spray splashing against her cheeks.

It felt just like Qin Yiqiu’s cool lips and the slight chill of her fingertips.

She had always thought the Ice Spirit Root was an overused trope, but now she understood the unique aura possessed by those with an Ice Spirit Root was something no other spirit root could replicate.

It was like the refreshing breeze from an air conditioner paired with an electric fan, instantly calming a restless heart in the heat of summer.

But in winter, it might become a bit more troublesome.

Ah, how was this feeling any different from falling in love?

Today had felt like going on a trip with a girlfriend.

Curled up under her blanket, Luo Yunhuan’s smile lingered all night, though by morning, her face might ache from the constant grinning.

Deep beneath the main peak lay an ice cavern, a secret sanctuary where successive sect heirs cultivated the Path of Emotionlessness.

After all, mastering the Path of Emotionlessness was incredibly difficult; relying solely on sheer will to suppress thoughts and desires was nearly impossible.

Qin Yiqiu rarely used this place. Since childhood, she had only ventured into the ice cavern during critical breakthroughs in her Emotionless Heart Technique.

But today was an exception. She had not reached a pivotal moment in her cultivation, yet she found herself in the ice cavern once more.

Why?

The root cause was the turmoil in her heart.

Sitting cross-legged in meditation, Qin Yiqiu forcibly suppressed the stirring emotions within her. Yet, the more she tried to feign indifference, the more turbulent the waves in her heart became.

In the end, blood trickled from the corners of her mouth and nose.

The droplets of blood fell onto the icy bed, staining it a vivid crimson. Qin Yiqiu clutched her chest, feeling the chaotic surge of energy and blood within her meridians.

Why?

Why couldn’t she restrain it?

Qin Yiqiu pushed her cultivation to its limits, reminding herself that if she couldn’t overcome this emotional tribulation, the sect might very well choose to eliminate the girl.

After all, severing emotional ties didn’t always guarantee a clean break.

Throughout the history of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect, only a few sect masters had resorted to killing their spouses to attain enlightenment. More often, they severed all bonds with family and friends.

To see parents and close companions as mere strangers.

This was the essence of the Great Way of Emotionlessness untouched by sorrow or joy, fearless and detached.

Without favoring any one person, he poured his love precisely onto everyone.

Through the mirror formed by spiritual energy fluctuations, the sect master of Cloud Sword Mountain Sect naturally saw this scene as well. The faint smile that had always lingered on his face could no longer be maintained.

Then it began to crack, like a shattered mirror.

At first, when his family asked him to adopt this child, Qin Wangyu was unwilling. As the sect master of Cloud Sword Mountain Sect, he was busy every day, how could he possibly have time to raise a little child?

But he couldn’t resist the elders of his family. Qin Wangyu went back to meet the child once, even declaring that if the child had no talent, he would absolutely not bring them into the sect. However, the first time he held the infant, a surge of joy welled up in his heart.

He clearly wasn’t the child’s father.

Yet he loved the child so much.

When it came time to test the child’s aptitude, the spirit root pillar used by Cloud Sword Mountain Sect to test spiritual roots turned completely ice-blue.

Layers of frost formed on the spirit root pillar, and dense spiritual energy bloomed into ice crystal flowers.

This was a genius.

Qin Wangyu immediately had no more reservations and, driven by a small, hidden selfish desire in his heart, took the child as his disciple.

From childhood to adulthood, Qin Yiqiu had been raised by his own hands.

Therefore, when his disciple showed such abnormality, it was the master’s heart that hurt the most. Others had one mother and one father, but he had to be both mother and father.

If this continued, Yiqiu would surely go berserk not only unable to cultivate the heart technique, but also suffering physical harm.

This absolutely could not be allowed.

After a moment of thought, the man remembered Luo Yunhuan. Why not give that woman a push, making her completely become Yiqiu’s love tribulation?

Then, at the critical moment, he, as the master, would strike and eliminate Luo Yunhuan preferably scattering her soul, leaving no chance for reincarnation.

That way, Qiu’er could safely pass through the tribulation of love, and perhaps the Heartless Technique would advance another stage, directly reaching the eighth stage.

So after just a brief contemplation, Qin Wangyu arrived at the answer and strategy he wanted. He vanished from the elegant and spacious bedchamber of the sect master.

The next moment, he appeared in Qin Yiqiu’s courtyard.

The courtyard gate was not locked. Pushing it open, he was greeted by a scene of birds singing and flowers blooming.

A woman dressed in the attire of an outer sect disciple was using a minor spell, a cloth in hand, to wipe the corridor. Countless small dark clouds floated in the air, sprinkling droplets to water the flowers.

Petals adorned with water droplets reflected a hazy, crystalline light under the morning sun.

“Senior Sister, you’re back.”

Luo Yunhuan, thinking it was Qin Yiqiu, turned around happily, only to see an unfamiliar face. The man stood tall and straight, yet appeared somewhat frail.

A jade crown adorned his head, and a faint smile played on his lips.

The aura emanating from this person was as deep as an abyss without a doubt, he was at the elder level. Luo Yunhuan swallowed nervously in fear.

She quickly knelt down.

Right now, survival was the priority; there was no need to cling to pride.

“Are you Luo Yunhuan?”

Qin Wangyu squinted his eyes, asking a question he already knew the answer to.

“Yes, it’s me.”

Luo Yunhuan nodded, simultaneously checking the man’s information in her mind. The system granted her many privileges. After a quick glance, her breathing grew rapid.

Cold sweat trickled down her back.

Because the information display showed that this person was the sect master.

It’s over, it’s over!

Am I being confronted by a family member because I flirted recklessly with my senior sister?

Luo Yunhuan felt a surge of fear, but then he recalled what the system had said: as long as the favorability points didn’t exceed 10, he still had the protection of the beginner’s period.

So, he probably wouldn’t die, right.

“Come with me. Yi Qiu has run into some trouble, and I need your help.”

After saying this, Qin Wangyu turned around.

Before Luo Yunhuan could mentally prepare himself, in the blink of an eye, he found himself inside an ice cave, where a chilling cold permeated the air.