Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 34

Moreover, she hadn’t ended up sleeping directly on the ground. Luo Yunhuan felt her cheek resting on something soft and fleshy. When she looked up, she could see Qin Yiqiu’s smooth jawline.

The contours were elegant, and since the light was behind her, she could even make out the fine downy hairs near her chin. Admittedly, this angle was particularly unforgiving, if some people held their phone cameras under their chins, they’d undoubtedly capture an extremely unflattering photo. Yet Luo Yunhuan found herself staring, mesmerized. Qin Yiqiu’s face was like a sculpture, flawless in every way.

Truly worthy of being a character from a novel.

She lived up to the author’s description of “peerless beauty.”

“Awake?”

As if sensing the intense gaze fixed on her chin, Qin Yiqiu glanced down and saw Luo Yunhuan’s slightly flustered expression.

“Mhm… Senior Sister, why didn’t you just wake me up?”

Blushing, Luo Yunhuan sat up and gently pressed Qin Yiqiu’s thigh. If it were an ordinary person, their leg would have gone numb from being used as a pillow for so long. Luo Yunhuan herself often found her legs going numb after just a few minutes of squatting, let alone after monopolizing someone’s thigh as a pillow for an extended period a rather inconsiderate act.

“You rarely get to sleep so soundly. Why would I disturb you?” Qin Yiqiu’s voice carried a faint hint of laughter.

Just then, the incense in the burner burned out once more. With a wave of her hand, Qin Yiqiu used her magic to layer fresh incense atop the ashes. This process repeated, until both of them were steeped in the rich scent of sandalwood.

“By the way, I have matters to attend to over the next few days and must take my leave,” Qin Yiqiu said, rising to her feet only after ensuring everything was settled. “However, I’ve instructed the junior disciples guarding the ancestral hall to look after you at all times.”

“Okay.”

Luo Yunhuan didn’t want to cause any trouble, so she nodded in agreement. She couldn’t cling to her senior sister every moment, anyway. Ever since their perilous escape at the lotus pond, the bond between them had deepened significantly. A temporary separation wouldn’t hurt.

“Senior Sister, you should go. I can take care of myself here alone, and it’s not like anyone would dare bully me.”

Though Luo Yunhuan spoke with confidence, her words only made Qin Yiqiu more concerned. Qin Yiqiu resolved to return to see Luo Yunhuan as soon as she finished her tasks. If Luo Yunhuan’s emotional tribulations remained unresolved, her cultivation would only deteriorate further. In just a few months, the frequency of her qi deviations had surpassed what she’d experienced in the past century.

Watching Qin Yiqiu’s retreating figure, as slender and graceful as a bamboo stalk, Luo Yunhuan felt a momentary daze. Qin Yiqiu’s belt was far from plain adorned with a sword sheath, it also held a scent pouch, a jade pendant, and a command token. Occasionally, the soft chime of jade against the sheath could be heard, clear and pleasant. Her waist was slender, but not in a fragile way rather, it hinted at the wild strength of a lioness or a snow leopard.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yiqiu vanished, transforming into a streak of blue light that soared into the distance.

Luo Yunhuan remained in a daze for a moment longer before lightly patting her cheeks.

“Alright, Luo Yunhuan, no more daydreaming,” she chided herself. “You’ve crossed over into a dangerous cultivation world. Even though there was a novice protection period, it seems I’ve already surpassed 10 points of favorability, which means that protection is completely gone now. From here on out, my safety depends entirely on myself.”

With this thought in mind, she reopened the Encyclopedia of Talismans, flipping to the section on beginner-level talismans.

Drawing talismans only requires cinnabar, and then infusing spiritual power while writing. For something like a thunder spirit talisman, one also needs to collect lightning during rainy, thunderous weather.

In other words, talismans capable of releasing immense power all require the talisman master to personally venture into dangerous places to gather concentrated spiritual energy.

Indeed, no profession allows one to become a master so easily.

Talisman masters rely too heavily on environmental factors and test one’s innate talent, which is why few people study it.

However, because the cost of producing a single talisman is quite high, their prices remain consistently steep.

Luo Yunhuan didn’t have any cinnabar for the time being, but she did have some other items stored in her storage pouch, just in case.

She rummaged through her storage pouch and pulled out a brush and rice paper, then began attempting to draw talismans. The basic talisman paper was simple it just required infusing spiritual power and drawing with care.

That was what Luo Yunhuan initially thought, but only after starting did she understand why the talisman master school had such sparse numbers.

It was far from the bustling crowds of alchemists and artifact refiners.

These small patterns required every stroke to be connected with spiritual power. Some patterns needed to be very wide, others very narrow it was almost like drawing an array.

Luo Yunhuan drew for a long time, until the sky gradually darkened, and she finally managed to produce one, albeit barely. But because it wasn’t made with cinnabar, it had little effect.

This talisman was meant to create a fireball.

Luo Yunhuan replaced the burnt-out incense sticks with a new set, then held the white talisman she had drawn on rice paper between her fingers.

She infused it with fire spiritual power since her four spiritual roots included a fire root, she could use it even without the specialized materials for talismans.

Her fingers trembling slightly as she held the white paper, Luo Yunhuan threw it directly toward the cluster of incense sticks. The paper quickly dissipated, transforming into a ball of fire.

How big was this fireball? About the size of a burning candlewick.

It was just enough to light one incense stick.

But since the incense sticks were tightly packed together, they lit one after another.

“Wow!”

Luo Yunhuan experienced the joy of the cultivation world for the first time.

“System, did you see that? I succeeded!”

[Host, you’re truly amazing. However, the target of your strategy is about to return. You should still pretend a bit at least act like a proper lady.]

The system’s voice echoed in her ear.

Wasn’t the senior sister supposed to be out on business? How did she return so quickly?

Though curious, Luo Yunhuan quickly tidied up and knelt obediently on the cushion, pretending she had been seriously reflecting all along.

Sure enough, after a short while, footsteps and faint greetings could be heard at the door.

Qin Yiqiu was indeed the center of attention wherever she went, people made a point to greet her.

Luo Yunhuan held her breath and focused.

She sensed the senior sister approaching gradually, her heart nearly leaping out of her chest.

“Junior sister?”

Qin Yiqiu spoke softly, then set down the food box she was carrying. She had specifically gone to a restaurant outside the sect to purchase it much tastier than the plain fare from the sect’s cafeteria.

The Cloud Sword Sect emphasized restraining desires, so the cafeteria meals were mostly bland and simple, lacking the color, aroma, and flavor of the restaurants down the mountain.

Luo Yunhuan sniffed the air and naturally caught the faint, tantalizing scent. Slowly, she opened her eyes, her gaze sparkling like a well-behaved puppy.

Like a hungry fox, she waited for Qin Yiqiu to feed her.

It was rare for the senior sister to be so thoughtful, actually remembering that someone at the Qi Refining stage like her couldn’t abstain from food.

“Senior Sister, is this for me?”

“Who else could it be? I no longer need to eat.”

Qin Yiqiu’s plump, rosy fingertips opened the food box, revealing neatly arranged, delicate, and beautiful dishes.

The main course was a large roasted duck.

The golden, crispy duck skin alone was enough to make one’s mouth water just by looking at it.

Ahem… she still had to maintain her image and absolutely couldn’t drool in front of her senior sister.

At the critical moment, Luo Yunhuan remembered her ladylike manners and simply swallowed her saliva.

“Want to try it?”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten these things, so I’m not sure if they taste good.”

Qin Yiqiu picked up a duck leg with her chopsticks and handed it over. Luo Yunhuan opened her mouth to bite it, looking even more like a little fox wagging its fluffy tail at that moment.