Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 33

Qin Yiqiu stayed true to her word and remained by Luo Yunhuan’s side. Since kneeling in punishment required focused reflection, cultivation was not allowed. Qin Yiqiu simply sat cross-legged nearby, calming her mind and entering a meditative state.

“Senior Sister, you don’t have to stay with me.”

Luo Yunhuan felt deeply embarrassed, as if she were a misbehaving student who had dragged her exemplary deskmate into punishment alongside her.

“I can kneel here by myself. When the incense burns out, I’ll replace it myself.”

Luo Yunhuan didn’t want to inconvenience Qin Yiqiu because of her own mistake. It was her fault for not carefully examining the map earlier, if she had opened the details, she would have known it was a forbidden area of the sect.

Qin Yiqiu’s dark eyelashes fluttered slightly as she opened her eyes, her deep blue gaze captivating and intense.

“If I weren’t here with you, the disciplinary team wouldn’t allow something like this to happen.”

Thick white smoke swirled around the two of them. With so many incense sticks burning at once, the statue of the sect founder seemed shrouded in mist.

As Qin Yiqiu had said, without her openly acting as a shield, the disciplinary team would never permit such a workaround. Otherwise, every disciple in the sect would try to exploit this trick.

“Sorry for troubling you, Senior Sister.”

Feeling guilty, Luo Yunhuan could only resign herself to kneeling obediently. The moment she closed her eyes, a system notification popped up.

[Host, thanks to your wet and alluring appearance by the lotus pond earlier, you’ve unlocked 2 more points in your conquest progress! Wow, just enough for a lottery draw!]

The system had been online the whole time but hadn’t wanted to interrupt Luo Yunhuan and Qin Yiqiu’s alone time. Instead, it had quietly indulged in their sweet interactions like a hidden fangirl.

Now that Luo Yunhuan had closed her eyes, the system dared to remind her.

Not wanting to disturb her meditating senior sister, Luo Yunhuan thought to herself that simply kneeling here wasn’t achieving much. So, she decisively clicked the lottery draw. The more draws she attempted, the more desensitized she became never expecting to hit the jackpot on the first try.

When a golden light flashed before her eyes, Luo Yunhuan was thrilled. She hadn’t imagined she’d get so lucky, drawing the grand prize right away.

[Wow, Host! Your luck is incredible!]

[Although the chances of winning a big prize are higher at the beginning, it’s never this high!]

While beginner’s luck did include increased odds for rare draws, Luo Yunhuan’s extraordinary fortune still astonished the well-experienced system.

Watching the golden glow fade, Luo Yunhuan promptly unwrapped the prize. What appeared before her was a navy-blue book, reminiscent of the martial arts manuals often seen in wuxia films.

It looks rather plain, doesn’t it?

Luo Yunhuan was puzzled but then reconsidered. It might be like the unassuming sweeping monk in wuxia stories outwardly just an elderly, bald monk, but in reality, a master with profound internal strength. She clicked on the details in the system and discovered it was actually a Comprehensive Guide to Talismans.

[Comprehensive Guide to Talismans Troubled by your spiritual root aptitude? This guide is dedicated to providing a convenient and swift career path as a talisman master for any host with poor spiritual roots. Talisman masters aren’t picky about spiritual roots! With this guide, you’ll never have to worry about the innate talent required to become a talisman master again!]

Luo Yunhuan felt a stir of excitement in her heart.

To be honest, having four spiritual roots was practically useless it placed one in the awkward position of being unable to master anything, no matter how hard one studied.

If she could pursue the path of a talisman master a perfect profession with earning potential no less than that of an alchemist it would be her best choice so far.

Knowing her spiritual roots were of little use, Luo Yunhuan hesitated almost not at all before choosing the path of a talisman master.

After all, even if she wanted to become an alchemist, her innate talent still fell far short.

Opening the book, she found detailed descriptions of various talismans from the cultivation world and even from other realms. Luo Yunhuan was utterly fascinated.

The encyclopedia’s instructions were extremely thorough, covering even the basics for beginners. However, reading attentively was a mentally taxing task.

Gradually, drowsiness washed over her. Luo Yunhuan let out a small yawn, tears welling up from her tear ducts and clinging like crystal dewdrops to her eyelashes.

They resembled the morning dew of an autumn day.

Utterly shamelessly, Luo Yunhuan fell asleep in the ancestral hall. After all, she was a modern person, and the original host’s cultivation level wasn’t high. Having endured yesterday’s heart-pounding escape for her life, it was already impressive that she still had any energy left.

Now, after reading for so long, Luo Yunhuan simply let her head droop bit by bit, shamelessly sinking into a deep slumber.

Many might wonder, how could someone fall asleep while standing or kneeling?

It was like asking someone if they could eat a piece of greasy, pure fat pork without a trace of lean meat.

Most people would surely find it inedible, even to the point of vomiting. But… in ancient times, such white pork fat was a delicacy enjoyed only by generals and only after a victorious battle.

Even if it was just greasy, unappetizing fat, the soldiers would eat it with delight. Luo Yunhuan’s situation was similar she was so exhausted she could barely keep her eyes open, so she naturally didn’t fuss about the conditions.

In the end, her head drooped forward, and she fell asleep.

Once Qin Yiqiu finished her meditation, she noticed the long incense stick in the burner had burned out completely. By then, the sky had darkened, and the stone lanterns outside the ancestral hall were lit with candle flames.

The flickering firelight cast dancing shadows on the ground. Occasionally, she could see disciples from the Enforcement Hall patrolling, sneaking curious glances in their direction.

They all knew that the one who had punished Luo Yunhuan was likely the sect leader, but why was the head senior sister accompanying her?

Luo Yunhuan had gone from an unknown outer sect disciple to the center of the sect’s gossip in just a few days, all because Qin Yiqiu treated her with unusual favor.

Standing up, Qin Yiqiu pinched a long incense stick between her slender fingers and filled the large incense burner once more. The rich scent of sandalwood permeated the entire room.

Turning around, she saw her junior sister, who had fallen asleep at some point. Even though she was being punished with kneeling, she slept so soundly.

But with her head hanging like that, wouldn’t her neck be uncomfortable?

A wave of tenderness washed over Qin Yiqiu’s heart. It was because of her that the sect master had punished Luo Yunhuan.

Although sneaking into the lotus pond did warrant punishment by kneeling in the ancestral hall, it was never meant to be this severe.

Qin Yiqiu took a cushion and sat beside Luo Yunhuan. After a moment’s thought, she straightened her robes, then reached out to support Luo Yunhuan, gently resting the other’s cheek on her own lap.

Inside the ancestral hall, the floorboards were polished to a glossy shine. Qin Yiqiu, fearing that someone might catch a chill, had even laid out a carpet for Luo Yunhuan her care was meticulous in every detail.

Luo Yunhuan had initially intended only to take a light nap, but the pillow she rested on was so soft and springy that she ended up sleeping deeply for a long time.

When she opened her eyes again, she could faintly hear voices outside the ancestral hall. The sun shone through the branches, scattering fragments of light across the ground.

It was already noon of the second day had she really slept for so long?

Luo Yunhuan was startled by the realization.