Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 36

After kneeling in the ancestral hall for two or three consecutive days, Luo Yunhuan finally completed her punishment and was released. When she emerged, she felt as if she had been thoroughly infused with the scent of sandalwood, her hair dusted with countless specks of incense ash.

Using a cleansing spell, Luo Yunhuan managed to dissipate much of the odor, though a strong sandalwood fragrance still lingered.

Good grief, kneeling as punishment is truly not something meant for humans to endure. Indeed, while many yearn for the world of immortal cultivation, it’s not an easy place to thrive.

Remembering her senior sister’s instructions, Luo Yunhuan decided to seek out Qin Yiqiu first. She made her way back to the main peak, stopping along the way to purchase some cinnabar and tools for drawing talismans, planning to practice in her spare time.

By the time she returned to her courtyard, the flowers in the garden had already grown wild from lack of care.

The herbs Luo Yunhuan had planted aggressively encroached upon the flowers’ space, yet the entire courtyard seemed even more vibrant and full of life.

“Senior Sister?”

Luo Yunhuan called out softly, just as the door to the main room in the courtyard swung open. Qin Yiqiu stood leaning against the doorframe, and to her surprise, there was a man inside the room.

What?

A man!

Luo Yunhuan froze on the spot, but she managed to keep her wits about her. Focusing her gaze, she realized the man looked familiar.

Sure enough, it was none other than Shen Anshou. Today, he was dressed in a bright yellow robe, a green jade pendant hanging from his waist, and a fan in his hand.

The jade-handled fan was translucent and exquisite, fitting for the demeanor of a wealthy young master.

“Senior Sister, with you leading the way, how could this journey possibly be dangerous?”

“Please, let me come along.”

Shen Anshou’s tone was almost pleading, but Qin Yiqiu remained silent, her gaze shifting to Luo Yunhuan. A flicker of joy passed through her eyes, fleeting as a shooting star, before vanishing without a trace.

Qin Yiqiu never revealed her emotions easily; catching a glimpse of her feelings was a rare feat.

Well, well… So Shen Anshou was pestering Qin Yiqiu. Luo Yunhuan’s sense of crisis eased slightly, and she hurried over, lifting the hem of her skirt as she trotted lightly.

In the book, Shen Anshou had initially been infatuated with Qin Yiqiu. It was only after his romantic disappointments that he encountered the female lead, who comforted him.

The Shen and Qin families had a close relationship, which was why Qin Yiqiu remained patient with Shen Anshou, even though she was merely an adopted daughter of the Qin family.

But after all, once a master, always a father Qin Wangyu’s family represented Qin Yiqiu’s family as well.

“Senior Sister, didn’t you say we were setting off today?”

Luo Yunhuan did her best to pitch her voice higher, making it sound delicate, soft, and coquettish so much so that she nearly disgusted herself. Still, she kept a sidelong glance on Shen Anshou.

Noticing his expression suddenly turn sour, as if he had swallowed a dead green-headed fly, Luo Yunhuan felt an instant surge of satisfaction.

Hmph, when it comes to acting cute and pleading with Senior Sister, you’re no match for me.

Luo Yunhuan was naturally quite outgoing. Though she didn’t make friends easily, those she did know were close, and acting spoiled was something she could do effortlessly.

They say “imitating the frown of the beauty only makes the uglier,” but if one is beautiful, even the most clumsy acting can be overlooked.

This was why some celebrities, despite having abysmal acting skills—so wooden they might as well be playing a log could still amass hordes of fans.

All thanks to that pretty face.

Qin Yiqiu clearly hadn’t expected Luo Yunhuan to cling to her arm. Her body trembled slightly, yet her nostrils were filled with the delicate fragrance emanating from her junior sister, mingled with the scent of sandalwood from days of kneeling in punishment at the ancestral hall.

Though it was just an ordinary fragrance, Qin Yiqiu couldn’t help but feel her heart stir with longing. She closed her eyes, suppressing the surging desire within.

“We depart at noon today. You’ve arrived quite early, junior sister.”

“I’ve already prepared our travel bags. Here, take this.”

Qin Yiqiu handed over a storage pouch embroidered with delicate bamboo patterns, its stitches fine and meticulous a far cry from the shabby pouch Luo Yunhuan originally owned.

Luo Yunhuan extended her spiritual sense into the pouch and was startled by its vast, expansive space. Inside, items were neatly arranged, categorized by clothing and daily necessities.

She hadn’t expected the senior sister to be so thoughtful. Moved, Luo Yunhuan expressed her gratitude.

“Thank you, senior sister.”

Rising on her tiptoes, Luo Yunhuan knew that directly kissing Qin Yiqiu would seem too deliberate. Instead, she gently brushed her lips against Qin Yiqiu’s ear.

The gesture, however, was undeniably provocative. Qin Yiqiu nearly lost her composure, her hand gripping the hilt of her sword tightly.

“What are you doing?!”

Shen Anshou let out a sharp cry, unable to bear the sight of his senior sister being treated so intimately. His shriek was piercing, like that of a startled groundhog.

Luo Yunhuan’s eardrums throbbed from the noise, and she shot Shen Anshou a reproachful glare.

“What’s the matter? Men and women should maintain proper boundaries. Do you want to hug senior sister too?”

Luo Yunhuan’s tone was triumphant, like a kitten asserting its exclusive claim over its owner.

Shen Anshou was left speechless, his face flushing red with anger. After a long pause, he finally managed to sputter, “Well, women and women should maintain boundaries too! You can’t hug senior sister!”

Luo Yunhuan:

This was just sophistry. Ignoring him, she simply dragged Qin Yiqiu out of the room.

“Senior sister, let’s go.”

“Brother Shen is so capable. I’m sure he can find the team on his own without your guidance. It’s better if I stay by your side to take care of you.”

Qin Yiqiu nodded in agreement, then turned her gaze to Shen Anshou.

“Anshou, you heard her. Your abilities are such that you don’t need my protection, and I don’t require your assistance either. If you wish to enter the secret realm, you can simply register at the sect’s entrance.”

Though her voice was gentle, it carried a faint sense of detachment, causing Shen Anshou to hang his head in defeat.

“I understand.”

Clenching his fists, Shen Anshou seethed with frustration. Before, he could accept the widespread belief that Qin Yiqiu, due to her cultivation of emotionless techniques, would never take a partner.

But now?

Luo Yunhuan’s presence had shattered that tranquility.

She was merely an outer sect disciple. If it were any other outer sect disciple, he could bully them as he pleased, as long as no one reported it to Qin Yiqiu.

Shen Anshou would never face punishment.

As the son of the sect leader’s close friend, he enjoyed certain privileges. Even the enforcement squad would politely step aside when they saw him.

A wicked idea began to take root in Shen Anshou’s mind. He narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Luo Yunhuan.

He thought to himself, Hah!

“You wretched woman, all you know is how to seduce the senior sister. Just wait in a place like the secret realm, even if you die, the sect won’t hold anyone accountable.”

Luo Yunhuan had no idea what Shen Anshou was thinking. With an eager expression, she watched Qin Yiqiu summon her flying sword. As soon as Qin Yiqiu stepped onto the sword with her long legs, Luo Yunhuan couldn’t wait to jump on as well.

She wrapped her arms around Qin Yiqiu’s waist and pressed her face against the delicate nape of Qin Yiqiu’s neck.

“Senior sister, I’ve missed you so much.”

Luo Yunhuan’s voice carried a soft, tender tone tinged with a hint of grievance.

After all, being punished with kneeling inevitably inflicted some physical and emotional distress.

But at this moment, simply holding Qin Yiqiu made that sense of grievance fade away considerably.