Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 40:

After bidding farewell to her junior brother, Qin Yiqiu returned alone to her room. Although she attempted to meditate, she found it impossible to calm her mind. Every time she closed her eyes, the scene of Luo Yunhuan actively kissing the corner of her lips during the day replayed in her mind.

Absurd!

Why was her mind constantly occupied by such matters?

Qin Yiqiu inwardly scolded herself, but it was of no use. Soon, the long night faded away, and the sun rose above the clouds, casting a crimson glow that imprinted itself in people’s eyes.

The disciples of the sect rose to practice sword techniques or review their studies. Those selected to enter the secret realm were all outstanding talents of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect.

Naturally, they took the journey to the secret realm very seriously. After completing their evening meditation and cultivation, they spent their mornings consolidating what they had learned.

Luo Yunhuan slept soundly until dawn, feeling quite refreshed. Turning her head, she noticed her senior sister meditating in the room.

Luo Yunhuan sighed inwardly.

Indeed, comparisons are odious Senior Sister is truly diligent.

But how could she know that Qin Yiqiu had merely sat in stillness all night, without actually cultivating? Such a state greatly affected one’s mental focus.

Luo Yunhuan had also set a strict schedule for herself. In the mornings, she would cultivate outside, and in the afternoons, she would practice talisman drawing.

Since Senior Sister’s room was filled with ice spiritual energy, it was the perfect environment for drawing Ice Seal Talismans. Such an opportunity should not be wasted.

After several busy days like this, Qin Yiqiu finally managed to somewhat stabilize her mind and barely resumed her cultivation. However, by then, the flying ship had already arrived above the academy’s secret realm.

“Senior Sister, I succeeded!”

Luo Yunhuan cheerfully presented the talisman she had drawn to Qin Yiqiu, much like a student handing a perfect exam paper to her teacher, her expression full of pride.

“Very impressive.”

Qin Yiqiu examined it carefully. For Luo Yunhuan to be able to draw a recognizable Ice Seal Talisman in just a few days showed that her talent was not low.

“Junior Sister might even become a master talisman artist in the future.”

Luo Yunhuan’s cheeks flushed pink at the praise.

She couldn’t help but nod, thinking to herself, I love hearing that Senior Sister, please say more!

Unfortunately, her joy at mastering the Ice Seal Talisman did not last long. Soon, the dreaded sound of the system’s pop-up notification echoed in Luo Yunhuan’s ears.

[Host, headquarters has issued a new mission target. You must secure two points of conquest value within the next five days.]

[Failure to complete the mission on time will result in a deduction of ten years of lifespan.]

Luo Yunhuan: ?

“Hey, you lousy system, why are the punishments getting harsher?”

[Host, headquarters doesn’t want it this way either. But you’re in a cultivation world even picking up a ginseng root to eat can extend your lifespan by over a decade. If our punishment mechanism doesn’t become increasingly severe, it would have no deterrent effect.]

Luo Yunhuan:

Well then, she had been completely outmaneuvered!

But she had no right to refuse. Since the system had issued the mission, she had to complete it properly. Luo Yunhuan could only accept the task.

Many sects had come to participate in the Mysterious Moon Secret Realm, their colorful robes creating a dazzling spectacle.

But among all these sects, the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect stood at the forefront.

Qin Yiqiu stood alone at the very front, leading the group. Wherever she passed, gasps of admiration could be heard.

“This is the legendary Qin Yiqiu, truly like a celestial being descended to earth, even more beautiful than those portraits.”

Luo Yunhuan naturally overheard the praises for the senior sister. For some reason, she also felt a sense of pride swelling within her.

It was as if her own girlfriend was being complimented, and she basked in the reflected glory.

“Indeed, if she weren’t cultivating the path of emotionlessness, probably all the sect leaders would be lining up to propose marriage.”

“Even just having their sons become one of Qin Yiqiu’s dao companions would be considered an honor.”

Luo Yunhuan, nestled within the ranks of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect, gritted her teeth in frustration upon hearing these conversations. Senior sister was already so outstanding, yet these people still focused on her potential partners,how shallow!

But then she thought, the original work of this book wasn’t exactly high-quality, so it made sense.

The author really went through great lengths to establish Qin Yiqiu as a figure of abstinence amidst a bunch of lust-driven characters, the contrast was absolutely striking.

However, as angry as she was, Luo Yunhuan had to consider a problem: how to continue increasing the affection points.

It had been quite some time since she transmigrated, but the affection points only seemed to inch forward with each step she took. Moreover, the senior sister had been subtly avoiding her these past few days.

This left Luo Yunhuan with even fewer opportunities to make a move.

Winning over the senior sister wasn’t like other otome games, where sticking to the protagonist at all times would suffice. Although Luo Yunhuan had drawn many rewards, items that increased affection points were few and far between.

Among them, only the dream-entering tool and the Tears of the Succubus remained.

The golden legendary dream-entering tool had already been used, leaving only a full bottle of Tears of the Succubus. Although she had used it once before, she hadn’t consumed much.

Gazing at the beautiful purple glass vial lying in her backpack, Luo Yunhuan felt a surge of greed. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to use the Tears of the Succubus.

“Senior sister, I don’t want to be a scumbag playing with your emotions, but if I don’t complete the mission, I’ll lose ten years of my lifespan.”

For someone with a four-element spiritual root, that was practically a death sentence.

If she had a top-tier spiritual root, she might not have cared about those years of life.

Forcing Qin Yiqiu to drink it was out of the question once suspicion arose, it would never fade. The only option was to gamble and drink it herself!

[Wow, wow, wow… Host, are you really that brave?]

The system exclaimed in surprise. Luo Yunhuan rolled her eyes; she didn’t need to guess this guy was eavesdropping on her thoughts again.

“If I don’t drink it myself, should I make the senior sister drink it? I’m not like you, you’re practically a beast!”

Luo Yunhuan mocked the system relentlessly.

[But what if the target of your affection isn’t willing to help you, what then?]

The system hesitated but still proposed the second possibility.

Luo Yunhuan pressed her lips tightly together, her earlobes turning red a shade tinged with purple from holding back her embarrassment.

“Then, then I’ll handle it myself!”

The system fell silent. The host was really going all out, but indeed, that was also an option.

[You don’t have to go that far. Our system can neutralize the negative effects of the Tears of the Succubus.]

“Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Luo Yunhuan was nearly bursting with rage. The damned system had a solution all along, yet it kept pressing for answers, forcing her to say such embarrassing words.

[You never asked, though.]

The system sounded aggrieved.

But the dispute between the two came to an end there, as the elders finished reciting the precautions for entering the Mystic Moon Secret Realm and opened the portal. Everyone began filing in, with the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect leading the way.

Qin Yiqiu took the lead.

She turned around, her ice-blue eyes sweeping over the hundreds of Cloud Sword Mountain Sect disciples, and finally cast a meaningful glance at Luo Yunhuan.

The look was somewhat ambiguous, stirring everyone’s hearts. They were all wondering who this ice-cold Qin Yiqiu was winking at.

Just then, a woman dressed in the attire of an outer sect disciple stepped out from the crowd.

“Hold my hand, or we’ll be randomly teleported in the secret realm. It would be terrible if I couldn’t find you right away.”

Qin Yiqiu’s voice was gentle.

The Cloud Sword Mountain Sect disciples were already used to this, but the other sects immediately erupted in an uproar.