Transmigration! The System Wants Me to Pursue the Abstinent Senior Sister - Chapter 7

Luo Yunhuan settled down in Qin Yiqiu’s courtyard, meticulously tending to the plants and flowers in the senior sister’s garden every day without a moment’s neglect. The once somewhat messy and disorderly courtyard was now exquisitely maintained.

One day, while Qin Yiqiu was practicing her swordplay in the yard, a frosty aura swept through, coating countless leaves with a layer of ice that quickly melted away.

As Luo Yunhuan busied herself planting a small maple tree she had dug up, she chatted idly with the system.

“System, look, I’ve been here for so long. Shouldn’t you offer some help? How am I supposed to win over Qin Yiqiu? She cultivates the Path of Emotionlessness, I can’t just be straightforward. If I were to hug and kiss her outright, I’d probably be frozen into an ice statue on the spot.”

The system fell silent for a moment. After all, Luo Yunhuan was still a novice, and throwing her straight into an SSS-level challenge like this was truly unfair.

[Alright.]

[Detecting difficulty in the host’s mission, the system will provide some spoiler assistance.]

Soon, a pop-up window appeared before Luo Yunhuan. Opening it, she found a detailed schedule of Qin Yiqiu’s activities over the past month, down to the smallest details.

Luo Yunhuan skimmed through it quickly and noticed that although the schedule was comprehensive, it listed very few actual events.

Patrol train, patrol train, attend the master’s lectures.

Luo Yunhuan:

Qin Yiqiu was even more disciplined than the top students at Hengshui. If it were her, she would’ve gone insane from the pressure long ago.

But one line stood out in a different font. Excited, Luo Yunhuan focused her gaze and couldn’t help but curl her lips into a smile.

It read: At midnight, Qin Yiqiu goes to the Spirit Spring to cultivate her Emotionless Art, where her suppressed desires backlash, causing a brief loss of rationality.

Luo Yunhuan’s eyes lit up, and she eagerly checked the date, surprised to find it was just three days away.

From then on, she worked with even more enthusiasm.

Although Qin Yiqiu had saved her, the two rarely exchanged words. Occasionally, when Qin Yiqiu went out, she would say “good morning,” but that was all.

Days flew by swiftly, and soon it was that very night. Luo Yunhuan carefully selected a light, thin outfit.

The book never specified whether Qin Yiqiu preferred men or women, but it probably didn’t matter, Qin Yiqiu was known for her impartiality, even in matters of the heart.

The night was exceptionally cold. Though not frosty, wearing so little was still torturous.

The original host’s cultivation was at the mid-stage of Qi Refinement, which offered some resistance to the cold. But this was the towering main peak, with its high altitude and frigid temperatures.

There was no other way, she had to make the most of her advantages. Luo Yunhuan hugged her shoulders, her face flushed red from the cold.

She channeled a bit of spiritual energy, letting it flow through the meridians the original host had unlocked, warming her body slightly.

Walking further into the back mountain, she reached the Spirit Spring guarded solely by Qin Yiqiu. Four densely grown trees, covered in moss and untouched by any gardener, stood on either side of the neatly swept path.

Peering through the shrubbery, Luo Yunhuan indeed spotted a figure dressed in thin inner robes, meditating at the center of the Spirit Spring, surrounded by a dense, swirling aura of spiritual energy.

But the person’s expression was not looking good.

Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of blood. Qin Yiqiu covered her mouth with her palm. Her master had said that if there were too many distracting thoughts, the Emotionless Technique would not function properly.

She needed to resolve the karmic ties related to herself.

The blood trickled down between her fingers, staining the pure spirit spring with a hint of red. Qin Yiqiu decided to attempt circulating the technique once more.

She didn’t feel that she was being disturbed; surely, she had just lost focus during meditation, which led to these faint signs of qi deviation.

But when she circulated the technique for the second time, Qin Yiqiu realized her head was already burning hot, and her thoughts began to drift into random, chaotic fragments.

Over the years of upholding the sect’s discipline, she had witnessed countless filthy deeds and numerous acts of indulgence.

Now, these memories transformed into inner demons, corroding Qin Yiqiu. She completely collapsed into the spirit spring, understanding in her heart that she had been too eager for quick success.

Her master had not even broken through to the eighth stage of the Nascent Soul realm, how could she possibly achieve it?

Yet geniuses and prodigies were always arrogant. Qin Yiqiu attempted to circulate the technique once more, and this time, blood flowed freely from the corner of her mouth.

“Senior Sister!”

Luo Yunhuan had been hesitating, wondering when the best time to approach would be, but Qin Yiqiu had already spat blood twice.

If she didn’t go now, the situation would only worsen.

“How, are you here?”

Qin Yiqiu’s voice trembled. She disliked others seeing her in such a disheveled state.

“I heard the commotion and came over. Why are you bleeding?”

Luo Yunhuan pulled out a prepared handkerchief from her sleeve, one she had scented with incense, all part of her little schemes and tricks.

“I made a mistake while practicing my cultivation.”

Just as the handkerchief was about to touch the corner of her mouth, Qin Yiqiu suddenly reached out, her slender fingers tightly gripping Luo Yunhuan’s wrist.

Her icy eyes, tinged with a deep ocean-like azure, reflected the pinnacle of her Ice Spirit Root talent a trait that indeed affected her eye color.

“Don’t touch me casually.”

Especially when the suppressed desires from her cultivation were surging within her.

Practicing the Emotionless Technique did not make one free of desires or wants; it demanded restraint. In other words, Qin Yiqiu did have needs and desires within her.

They had just been suppressed all along. She didn’t want to break her cultivation, as the cost would be losing all the progress she had made since childhood.

“I just wanted to wipe the blood away.”

Luo Yunhuan leaned one hand on the edge of the spirit spring, her black hair cascading along her cheeks. At that moment, her face appeared pale and delicate, tinged with a hint of frailty and thinness.

It was utterly pitiable.

Qin Yiqiu’s mind was filled with chaotic scenes. She exerted force in her arm, her smooth muscle lines tensing, and Luo Yunhuan was caught off guard, pulled directly into the spirit spring.

In the next instant, she was pinned down.

Cold lips descended upon hers. Luo Yunhuan’s body stiffened. Although she had plans to win her over, she hadn’t expected it to happen this fast…

This made her seem far too casual!

But Qin Yiqiu paid no heed. At this moment, she was already disoriented by the effects of her cultivation error, acting almost entirely on instinct.

Her fingers hooked onto Luo Yunhuan’s waistband. Luo Yunhuan knew she couldn’t let this mistake continue. If she didn’t resist now, her senior sister might think she had intended for this to happen.

Opening her mouth, Luo Yunhuan bared her teeth.

Her tender lips were chapped, and the increasingly strong taste of iron spread through both their mouths.

Qin Yiqiu finally snapped back to reality, her ice-blue eyes trembling slightly.

“What am I doing?”

She reached up and tapped her forehead, her black hair cascading down to her waist and spilling over her chest.

It was utterly bewitching. Luo Yunhan shyly closed her eyes.

“Senior Sister, you’ve been affected by your inner demon.”

As if struck awake, Qin Yiqiu lowered her gaze to examine Luo Yunhan, then retrieved a thin blanket from her storage ring and draped it over her.

“Go back first. I will take responsibility for this matter.”