Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 52

The junior sister and that man were likely just having an ordinary conversation. As a top-tier Golden Core realm cultivator, Qin Yiqiu could clearly hear every word of their discussion.

That was how she comforted herself.

Yet, she couldn’t stand their cheerful laughter, and the ache in her heart grew increasingly sharp and painful.

Subsequently, Qin Yiqiu stopped looking at Luo Yunhuan.

If she didn’t think about it. didn’t dwell on it, perhaps her feelings would lessen.

She fixed her ice-blue eyes on her junior brother’s handsome face and spoke, though her smile carried a hint of insincerity.

“When I came, the elder asked me to bring emergency elixirs. Now, junior brother, distribute them.”

“And this bottle of Dragon Blood Powder. it was gifted to me by our master. Use it for the severely injured disciples. Those with minor injuries should not use it; ordinary pills will suffice. This medicine is precious and should be used sparingly for emergencies.”

Though reluctant, since the disciples of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect needed her medicine, Qin Yiqiu gave it away without hesitation.

“This is the Dragon Blood Powder our master gave you, Eldest Senior Sister!”

“Dragon essence blood is rare, a single dragon might only yield one bottle like this. How can we use it?”

Su Jue shook his head repeatedly.

But in the end, unable to refuse the eldest senior sister, he took the Dragon Blood Powder and administered it to the severely injured disciples who could no longer move.

Although the elders in the secret realm were striving to find the disciples, the number of participants in the trial was vast, making it difficult to locate everyone quickly.

Moreover, the effects of the Mystic Moon Illusionary Realm persisted, and many elders were still affected by inner demons.

As a result, the rescue efforts slowed even further.

The Cloud Sword Mountain Sect was unfortunately at the center of the beast tide, so their elders couldn’t approach yet.

They had to rely on themselves for now.

After learning the situation, Luo Yunhuan understood that high-difficulty trials were indeed challenging. But since the system had already issued rewards, it meant she likely faced no life-threatening dangers.

Thus, she could take this opportunity to retrieve the Swift Running Sword and the Heaven-tier cultivation manual, pretending they were looted from the beasts.

After a moment’s thought, a lightbulb went off in Luo Yunhuan’s head. She rummaged through her tattered storage pouch and pulled out a very old ring.

The ring was something the original owner had picked up. No matter how diligent and frugal she was in her cultivation, the original owner was still a woman who loved beauty, so her shabby storage pouch contained some gold, silver, and hairpins from mortal women.

And one ancient ring.

The ring was silver, engraved with a pattern of a dragon and phoenix in harmony. However, the phoenix and dragon looked nothing like their mythical counterparts more like ugly worms and large, clumsy moths.

Perfect!

She could claim she found the ring inside a powerful beast’s stomach, and that it contained the Heaven-tier Ice Root cultivation manual and her Swift Running Sword.

This would perfectly explain how a mere Qi Refining cultivator like her could possess such divine items.

Luo Yunhuan couldn’t help but give herself a mental thumbs-up for her cleverness.

So, she began to wait quietly for the right moment. After a night of running and fighting, most of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect disciples were utterly exhausted.

“Junior sister, if you’re tired, come over here.”

Qin Yiqiu was on night watch or rather, she didn’t need to sleep at all. So, she had laid out a soft cushion beside her spot.

To be ready to evacuate at any moment, Qin Yiqiu didn’t meticulously arrange the bedding as she had initially done in the cave.

If the beast tide struck again, any effort to set up the bedding would be in vain.

Hearing the senior sister’s call, Luo Yunhuan didn’t hesitate any longer and decisively bid farewell to Yuan Dingshan, who had been trying to strike up a conversation with her.

She then made her way to Qin Yiqiu’s side.

Luo Yunhuan was indeed quite tired. After a quick glance at the rather simple bedding, she didn’t complain much, as most disciples of the Cloud Sword Mountain Sect had already given up on tidying up.

They simply leaned against the cold, jagged mountain walls, sitting cross-legged to restore their spiritual energy.

Luo Yunhuan slipped under the blanket and was about to close her eyes for a nap when she noticed the pillow was too flat and uncomfortable.

She felt a bit annoyed, thinking that next time she entered the secret realm, she must bring a soft, fluffy pillow to ensure a good night’s sleep.

As she pondered, her gaze fell on Qin Yiqiu’s legs. Her mind suddenly buzzed, like a wolf spotting a lamb.

Slowly, she crawled closer. For ease of escape, Luo Yunhuan slept wrapped in her robe, though she had changed into a new set.

The outer disciple attire she had worn before was rather shoddy a single swipe from a beast’s claw had torn it to shreds.

So, she had switched to the Blue Bamboo Dress, a blue-tier outfit she had won in a lottery. This garment couldn’t be easily damaged by ordinary demon beasts, and if it did get torn, the system would automatically repair it a permanent after-sales service.

It was practically the top-tier warrior among blue-tier items.

Perhaps because she was crawling under the blanket, her clothes got tugged a bit, exposing her fair, smooth shoulder. The chilly breeze brushed against it, tingeing it with a hint of pink.

“Senior Sister.” Luo Yunhuan called softly, her eyes filled with anticipation.

“What is it?” Qin Yiqiu replied casually, though her mind was still preoccupied with the disciple who had been chatting with Luo Yunhuan earlier wondering who he was in the sect and what his family background might be.

Qin Yiqiu had a good memory and could recall most disciples with even a modicum of talent, though she rarely paid them much attention in daily life, so it took some effort to place them.

That young man, Yuan Dingshan, came from a minor aristocratic family that had produced talisman masters for generations. However, his innate talent wasn’t particularly outstanding, and his family mainly made a living by producing low-grade talismans for spirit stones.

If such a man were to put effort into pursuing her junior sister, there was a chance Luo Yunhuan might not choose her anymore. After all, falling for a practitioner of the emotionless path was far less appealing than being with a young master from a respectable family.

Though everyone aspired to cultivate immortality, they all understood one truth: immortality might never be attained, but the pursuit of happiness in this life must continue.

That’s why many chose to have children.

If one truly sought to cultivate immortality, this wasn’t the way to go. Too many attachments made it increasingly difficult to ascend.

Preoccupied with these thoughts, Qin Yiqiu didn’t pay close attention to Luo Yunhuan at first glance. Only now did she notice the alluring state her junior sister was in.

Qin Yiqiu’s breathing quickened slightly.

She almost didn’t dare to look at Luo Yunhuan, reminding herself inwardly not to gaze improperly.

Yet, she still reached out, tugged the blanket upward, and made sure Luo Yunhuan’s fair shoulder was completely covered, not a hint of skin exposed, before letting out a relieved sigh.

“This pillow is uncomfortable.”

Luo Yunhuan rested her chin on Qin Yiqiu’s lap, blinking up at her with wide eyes.

“Senior sister. can I sleep with my head on your lap?”

It wasn’t about raising her conquest points, Luo Yunhuan simply wanted to tease her. Yet without the courage the system had given her, she would never have dared to go this far.

At most, she would have just entertained the thought privately.

But as the two grew closer, Luo Yunhuan began daring to make increasingly bold requests.