Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 46
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But how could humans possibly outrun animals?
While Qin Yiqiu gave the order and waited for the disciples to pack their belongings, a horde of animals surged toward the cave like a tidal wave.
It wasn’t exactly that they were heading for the cave, more like they were sweeping in their direction.
Wherever the beast tide passed, trees tilted and collapsed, crushed into splinters in mere moments.
All the beasts had bloodshot eyes, ranging from Qi Refining, Foundation Building, to Golden Core levels, far beyond what any single person could withstand.
“Why are there so many frenzied demonic beasts?”
Most disciples of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect had seen their share of the world and could remain calm even in the worst situations. But faced with such a massive tide of demonic beasts, they were terrified, their voices trembling.
“Idiot, don’t you know? The Mystic Moon of the Mystic Moon Realm is about to emerge! Stop packing and run! You can always buy new things, but if you die, it’s over!”
This statement exploded like a bomb, instantly throwing the disciples of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect into chaos. Some even abandoned discipline, stepping onto their flying swords and darting out immediately.
“Do not act recklessly!”
As soon as that disciple emerged from the cave, a large bird swooped down from the sky, its sharp claws piercing straight through the disciple’s shoulder.
The sound of shattering bones echoed in their ears.
Luo Yunhuan felt a phantom pain in her own shoulder and regretted her current weakness. Had she made a mistake in starting this instance?
But this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity if she missed it, it would be gone forever.
Seeing this, Qin Yiqiu flew out from the cave, her long sword flashing as she engaged the large bird in combat.
The bird was at the Golden Core level. While Qin Yiqiu wasn’t completely overwhelmed, she couldn’t kill it in just a few moves either.
She attacked at her fastest speed, her sword strikes like lightning, layers of ice sealing off the bird’s surroundings.
Only then did Su Jue react, quickly organizing the disciples for an orderly retreat. Though he was worried about the senior sister, she was, after all, the highest-level cultivator in the group.
Staying behind to cover their retreat was her responsibility.
After hesitating for a moment, Su Jue decided to prioritize escorting the disciples to safety. He reached out and pulled the dazed girl beside him.
“Let’s go, Jiaojiao.”
Luo Yunhuan glanced at the hand-holding male and female leads, feeling a wave of disgust churn inside her.
Even though she had accepted this mission herself, it felt wrong for everyone to flee, leaving the senior sister alone to hold the line. Damn male lead, at least step up and take some responsibility!
All the disciples followed Su Jue in retreat, but Luo Yunhuan had no intention of falling back. As a talisman master, she had come prepared.
Long before arriving, using the system’s auxiliary functions, a bit of modern knowledge she had studied, and the enhancement of spells, she had created small drones powered by spirit stones that could automatically scatter talismans.
Calling them drones was a stretch, they were more like small, automated flying crane models.
Inside the cranes’ bellies, talisman papers were neatly categorized, arranged to fly according to the formation Luo Yunhuan had designed.
Luo Yunhuan had originally prepared these talismans as a last resort against powerful demonic beasts like giant serpent demons or massive turtle demons, but she never expected to use them on the second day of entering the secret realm.
Though stuffing these exorbitantly expensive talismans into paper cranes as if they were cheap popcorn felt like a brutal assault on her mind, body, and wallet, she had accepted this mission herself. She couldn’t abandon her senior sister, no matter what. She had to help, to prove she wasn’t useless that she had value!
Releasing her spiritual energy, Luo Yunhuan guided the paper cranes one by one toward the beast tide.
Qin Yiqiu fiercely hacked off the wings of a giant bird, warm blood splattering across her snow-white cheeks. She resembled a vengeful spirit risen from a blood-soaked hell, yet she bore neither the grotesque features of a blue-faced, fanged demon nor the furious visage of a crimson oni. Instead, her beauty was chilling her eyes devoid of emotion, as if a single touch could freeze one to death, mingling heartlessness with an alluring grace.
This was the allure of the Path of Heartlessness, the reason so many were captivated by tales of its practitioners succumbing to desire. For a moment, Luo Yunhuan felt she understood the twisted preferences of those “stinky authors.” Though the trope of the heartless cultivator falling into temptation was cliché, it remained a timeless staple in novels for a reason, especially when such fantasies materialized into reality, making the immersion all the more intoxicating.
Talismans rained down upon the swarming beasts fireball talismans, freezing talismans, lightning talismans, all detonating in a cacophony of crackles and pops. It was like a grand fireworks display.
The freezing talismans immobilized the demonic beasts, slowing their advance. Once they broke free, fireball talismans scorched vast swathes, incinerating their fur. Next came water sphere talismans, spinning orbs striking like bullets, drenching the creatures. Luo Yunhuan had even mixed a bit of salt into the talisman ink enough to give the beasts a nasty surprise.
Then, lightning talismans descended. Such a perfectly orchestrated sequence was nothing short of magnificent!
However, Luo Yunhuan’s talisman supply was limited, and many were merely practice works, far less potent than those crafted by seasoned masters. They wouldn’t hold out for long. Still, they could buy a little time, slowing the beast tide just enough.
After retrieving the demon core from the giant bird, Qin Yiqiu noticed her junior sister’s actions and froze in astonishment. She never imagined her seemingly delicate junior would employ such ruthless tactics. But Qin Yiqiu didn’t dwell on it mercy had no place in facing demonic beasts; those who showed any didn’t belong in the path of cultivation.
“Junior sister, hold onto me. I’ll get us out of here.”
Seeing that the disciples of Yunjian Mountain Sect had already fled far into the distance, Qin Yiqiu breathed a sigh of relief. She turned, grasping Luo Yunhuan’s slender wrist, ready to escape the danger. Suddenly, a bestial roar echoed across the sky.
A massive bird swooped down from above, its eyes blood-red, claws stained with gore, and talons caked with fragments of bone and flesh.
Damn it! Defeat the small ones, and the big one shows up.
Luo Yunhuan took a deep breath, pushed the senior sister away, and then pulled out her last treasured life-saving talisman from her bosom.
A massive explosion rang out.
Qin Yiqiu was caught in the shockwave and thrown far back.
Only then did she anxiously search for Luo Yunhuan. She had never experienced such a feeling before, how the life or death of one person could stir such intense emotions within her.
For a moment, Qin Yiqiu even thought, It should have been me who took the blow, not my junior sister, whose cultivation level is so much lower.
But fortunately, Luo Yunhuan hadn’t suffered any fatal injuries. Only her cheek and abdomen had been clawed by that damned giant bird.
Thankfully, this was a world of cultivation, where even the gravest injuries could be healed over time. If this had happened in the real world, such deep wounds would surely have left her disfigured.
Luo Yunhuan covered her cheek with her hand, blood seeping through her fingers. She couldn’t help but feel relieved.
Still, her abdomen hurt terribly it felt as though her intestines had been torn apart by that damned wretched monster!