Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 37

The massive airship docked at the sect’s square, its frame crafted from redwood, with planks seamlessly joined to form the colossal vessel.

Hundreds had passed the secret realm trial, but only inner sect disciples were qualified to enter the Mystic Moon Secret Realm. Thus, Luo Yunhuan’s inclusion was an absolute case of backdoor privilege. However, since she was following Qin Yiqiu, no one dared to say a word.

Luo Yunhuan looked up at the enormous airship, its sailcloth bearing the emblem of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect a majestic great sword. The sword, primarily in blue and white, was exquisitely designed, unlike the slapdash versions seen in films and dramas.

The moment Qin Yiqiu appeared, the chattering disciples fell silent, their gazes filled with admiration. No one had expected the senior sister to lead the team, as she usually focused on secluded cultivation within the sect, leaving such missions to the sect leader’s second disciple, Su Jue. With the senior sister leading this time, everyone felt assured of their safety and anticipated bountiful rewards.

Hearts swelled with excitement.

Meanwhile, Luo Yunhuan mentally inventoried the cinnabar she had purchased. According to the Encyclopedia of Talismans, cinnabar was the most basic material for drawing talismans, though beast bones, blood, or other substitutes could also be used. This trip to the secret realm would be the perfect opportunity to practice.

Qin Yiqiu greeted her junior disciples with a slight nod before boarding the airship. The enforcement team followed her proudly, leaving no room for others to approach. They proceeded to the top deck, where only two or three rooms were reserved for the most esteemed individuals. Two accompanying elders occupied two of the rooms, leaving the last one undoubtedly for Qin Yiqiu, the future sect leader.

“Here, your token,” said the deputy captain of the enforcement team, handing over a plaque. “Though the senior sister has decided to bring you to the secret realm, there’s no space left on the ship. You’ll have to make do in the bottom hold.”

Despite knowing of their unusual relationship, the deputy captain still disapproved of Luo Yunhuan, viewing her as a seductress who had charmed her way to Qin Yiqiu’s side a veritable Daji from mortal folklore, who had repeatedly caused the senior sister to suffer qi deviation.

“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Luo Yunhuan replied as she accepted the token. She hadn’t expected to share a room with Qin Yiqiu from the start; merely accompanying her to see the world was already a great opportunity.

Examining the token in her palm, she noticed that although she was assigned to the bottom hold, it had a window. From there, she could gaze upon the rolling sea of clouds and the forests below not so bad after all.

As Luo Yunhuan prepared to bid farewell to the senior sister and head to the bottom hold determined to train diligently, as mastering talismans was no easy feat she reflected on her goals. Though she possessed the Encyclopedia of Talismans, becoming a top-tier talisman master required relentless effort. Since she had come to this cultivation world, she might as well experience the thrill of showing off. Otherwise, what was the point?

“Wait.”

Her ice-blue eyes watched Luo Yunhuan’s petite figure retreating into the distance, and it felt as if a large chunk of her heart had been hollowed out. For the first time, Qin Yiqiu’s mouth moved faster than her thoughts.

She blurted out what was in her heart.

“What’s wrong?”

Luo Yunhuan blinked, turning around to look at Qin Yiqiu, a small flicker of anticipation in her heart. Could it be that the senior sister was going to ask her to stay?

Sure enough, Qin Yiqiu lowered her gaze, the tips of her ears turning slightly pink, as if she had gone through an intense internal struggle.

“Since I brought you here, I can’t let you stay in such a poor place. The lower deck is for the servant disciples and demon beasts.”

Qin Yiqiu’s voice was gentle, but to every disciple of the enforcement team except Luo Yunhuan, her words struck like a heavy blow.

Was the senior sister about to break the rules?

Just as they feared, Qin Yiqiu stretched out her hand. Her skin was fair, and so were her palms.

If one didn’t look closely, they wouldn’t notice the thin calluses from wielding a sword.

“Yunhuan, you’ll stay with me.”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned. The enforcement team disciples’ eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. They knew the senior sister favored Luo Yunhuan, but sharing a room, that was going too far. It completely violated the rules of the Emotionless Path’s strict discipline!

Clearly, Luo Yunhuan hadn’t expected this either. Her face showed shock, but it soon gave way to a smile.

Such a huge advantage, why not take it?

So she decisively reached out, clasping Qin Yiqiu’s palm firmly, not letting go, though she still pretended to act like a proper young lady.

“Since you’ve invited me so sincerely, Senior Sister… it wouldn’t be right for me to refuse.”

Luo Yunhuan’s cheeks flushed pink with a hint of shyness.

“Since I said I’d bring you here, I shouldn’t let you stay in such a poor place.”

Qin Yiqiu still held firmly to her principles.

She knew that she would eventually betray the person before her, so she wanted to give Luo Yunhuan as much as she could, even if it went against the sect’s rules.

But since she had already broken the rules, she didn’t mind breaking a few more.

As long as she could safely navigate this trial of emotions without harming any innocent parties, it would be enough.

“But, Senior Sister.”

The enforcement team disciples wanted to argue further, but when they met her slightly icy gaze, all their words stuck in their throats.

They didn’t know that Qin Yiqiu had gone through countless painful struggles before deciding to draw close to Luo Yunhuan, deciding to betray her after their time together.

So, one by one, they lowered their heads like quails.

“Go check if everyone has arrived. If they have, inform the elders to set sail.”

Qin Yiqiu assigned the task, and the disciples nodded and left. Once they were gone, the awkward atmosphere dissipated.

“Senior Sister, if you favor me like this, will it cause trouble for you?”

Luo Yunhuan tilted her head, genuine concern in her eyes. Though she wanted to raise her favorability points, she didn’t want to stand out too much and have others gossip behind their backs, saying Qin Yiqiu was playing favorites.

“It won’t.”

Qin Yiqiu extended her index finger, gently tapping Luo Yunhuan’s nose before withdrawing her hand to pinch the other’s cheek.

The two stood before the door, a gentle breeze brushing past.

“You know, if I choose you to overcome my trial of emotions, you are destined to be hurt.”

“So, I will do everything in my power to make it up to you, Yun Huan… I cannot abandon the legacy of the sect, nor can I betray our master’s expectations, so…”

“I can only let you bear the burden.”

“Within the limits of what I can do, I will show you endless favoritism.”

This had nothing to do with the sect’s rules, it was the greatest effort a woman who knew she was about to become unfaithful could make to salvage the situation.

A glimmer of tears flashed in Qin Yiqiu’s eyes but quickly vanished.

“I know.”

“Senior Sister, let’s go in.”

Luo Yun Huan, seeing that the situation was about to spiral into a melodramatic Korean drama, took the initiative and pushed open the door to the room.

Yet their hands remained intertwined, fingers slipping into the spaces between Qin Yiqiu’s, the cool sensation like caressing a jade ruyi scepter.

It was truly impossible to let go.