Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 25
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- Chapter 25 - The Price of Peeking at Forbidden Books
Being called out on her feelings didn’t stir much turmoil in Qin Yiqiu. If anything, she had already come to terms with it. Even if the entire sect found out, it wouldn’t matter to her.
“That’s right.”
Qin Yiqiu nodded.
“But the bond between us isn’t that deep. Though it’s a trial of love, it can’t harm me now.”
This was nothing but stubborn pride. Only Qin Yiqiu herself knew the truth, how many times she had failed to cultivate the Emotionless Art, how many times she had nearly succumbed to inner demons, and how she had ultimately been forced to compromise.
She chose to try being with Luo Yunhuan.
And then used the other person, as a despicable means to successfully overcome the trial of love in her path of emotionlessness.
Even though Luo Yunhuan didn’t mind, Qin Yiqiu still felt utterly wretched.
Lin Rouyun was somewhat surprised as well. She hadn’t expected the proud, conflicted senior sister to openly admit her feelings.
She took a sharp breath, steadied herself, and pressed further.
“So, senior sister, what will you do now?”
Hearing the concern in her junior sister’s question, Qin Yiqiu’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her fingers unconsciously traced the jade pendant at her waist.
“I have no choice but to interact with Luo Yunhuan.”
“I know it’s wrong and that I’ll betray her trust, but there’s no other way. If sacrificing one person can help me master the Emotionless Art, protect the sect, and preserve the legacy of our founder, then I’m willing to be the villain.”
Senior sister had always been kind-hearted even when a butterfly landed on her fingertip, she would gently release it in a safe place.
Yet now, she was forced to make such a painful decision. Lin Rouyun could see the sorrow in her heart but didn’t know what to say.
So, she cleared her throat softly.
“In that case, senior sister, have you ever read those books about romance and intimacy?”
“Books about romance and intimacy?”
Qin Yiqiu’s ice-blue eyes reflected pure innocence. Though she often caught disciples breaking sect rules, it didn’t mean she was well-versed in many matters.
Especially those between women,
Lin Rouyun shot a glance at Su Jue, her meaning unmistakable: “This is a private conversation between senior sister and me, a female cultivator. You, a male cultivator, can leave now.”
Su Jue had no intention of staying anyway and nodded.
“Then, senior sister, I’ll take my leave.”
Having been confined to the ancestral hall these past few days, he hadn’t had the chance to check on that inner sect girl.
Pursing his lips, Su Jue felt a surge of greed stirring within him.
After he left, Lin Rouyun closed the door, leaving only herself and the senior sister in the room.
“It’s about, matters between women.”
Lin Rouyun pressed her index finger against Qin Yiqiu’s chin, feeling the coolness of her skin.
“You don’t know anything about it, do you, senior sister?”
If it were anyone else, they would have been mortified. But Qin Yiqiu merely blinked and nodded lightly.
“I have some understanding of matters between men and women.”
Qin Yiqiu had never actively sought to learn such things, as they only disturbed one’s spiritual focus and offered no benefit to cultivation.
However, as the captain of the enforcement team, she had no choice but to deal with such matters. Many in the sect secretly hoarded forbidden items, and of course, many also secretly indulged in forbidden acts.
Countless times, Qin Yiqiu had barged in to find male and female disciples in the library, disheveled and indecent.
It was both eye-searing and utterly scandalous.
So she naturally knew what kind of scenario it was, but she had never actually encountered anything between two women.
“That makes sense, after all, Senior Sister, you’re always catching those male and female disciples.”
Lin Rouyun smiled. In such circumstances, it would be hard for Qin Yiqiu not to understand she had probably witnessed countless instances of male disciples lying on top of female ones.
“Since Senior Sister needs to overcome the tribulation of love, it’s essential to know these things.”
Lin Rouyun thought for a moment.
“Throughout the generations, the forbidden books confiscated by the sect are all stored in the underground library of the archive.”
Though she didn’t quite understand why her junior sister was saying this, Qin Yiqiu simply nodded.
“I’m well aware of that.”
“No, I heard by chance from our master that the first level only holds basic forbidden books. Further down are even more, unspeakable forbidden books.”
“I imagine those about women and women are among them.”
“Why doesn’t Senior Sister go take a look?”
Lin Rouyun leaned close to Qin Yiqiu’s shoulder, her words brimming with excitement.
“After all, Senior Sister, you have the key to the underground library. Getting in should be as easy as pie, right?”
Why did it feel like her junior sister was encouraging her to do something mischievous? A brief ripple of emotion stirred in Qin Yiqiu’s heart, but she quickly nodded.
“I understand. Don’t speak of this to anyone.”
Knowing that her senior sister cared about face, Lin Rouyun just chuckled and nodded.
“Don’t worry, Senior Sister, I won’t tell anyone not even our master.”
After seeing her junior sister off, Qin Yiqiu found she couldn’t focus on cultivation anyway, so she decided to visit the archive.
Late at night, all was quiet, with only the chirping of crickets to be heard. Most disciples were meditating and cultivating at this hour, and the sect had fallen silent, free from the usual hustle and bustle.
Qin Yiqiu walked slowly along the bluestone path, arriving at the majestic archive. The archive was built in the shape of a pagoda, with a total of nineteen floors.
Why nineteen floors?
It was said that because the founder of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect was prone to thinking of the eighteen levels of hell, an extra floor was specially added. The top floor housed all the sect’s secret techniques, not to be passed on to outsiders.
Most of them were manuals to assist the Emotionless Art.
Qin Yiqiu had already studied them broadly, so she wasn’t particularly curious about them. What mattered most now was the underground library.
The underground library had three levels in total, all storing forbidden books.
The founder once said, “Know yourself and know your enemy.” Thus, the forbidden books mainly included demonic arts and the techniques of the demonic sects, as well as some…
Qin Yiqiu’s ears flushed red the dual cultivation and the nourishing secret methods of absorbing yin to supplement yang that her junior sister had mentioned.
In the past, she had confiscated some but had never opened any of them. Qin Yiqiu had always considered these to be nothing more than unorthodox methods.
But now that she had fallen victim to one, she realized that even unorthodox methods could sometimes become a cure for an ailment.
Qin Yiqiu stood before the archive’s entrance. The archive closed in the evening, but that didn’t pose a problem for her. Similarly, some male and female disciples would sneak in as well.
After all, the archive wasn’t protected by any specific arrays, so getting in was quite simple.
Standing before the main door, the token hanging at her waist reflected a golden light, and the archive’s door slowly opened, as if welcoming its master.
Qin Yiqiu stepped inside and directly found the entrance to the underground level. The bookshelves in the archive slowly rotated, revealing a dimly lit passage.
At the entrance, fish demon oil was burning, its light never extinguished, emitting the faint charred fragrance unique to fish oil.
Qin Yiqiu stepped closer, one step at a time.
The first underground level held nothing out of the ordinary just densely packed bookshelves. However, having been untouched by sunlight for years, the air was thick with the mingled scents of dust and the musty odor of aging paper.
Qin Yiqiu made her way directly to the third level. Her spiritual sense spread across the entire floor of bookshelves, and she almost instantly located the books sorted into their respective categories.
These were cultivation methods exclusively for women, focusing on dual cultivation. Of course, there were other volumes as well.
With just a sweep of her spiritual sense, the tips of her ears and both cheeks began to flush red.