Senior Sister Is Too Weak and Cannot Take Care Of Herself (Transmigration) - Chapter 1

As the leaves began to turn, the weather grew colder.

A heavy, dark cloud hung on the horizon, hinting at an approaching storm.

The cold wind howled, and a small rock fell from above, striking Tang Huan on the back of the head.

Wincing in pain, Tang Huan’s eyes slowly focused. She found herself stealthily crouched behind a giant rock, a strange, crimson glow emanating from the sword in her hand. The sword was aimed at a stunningly beautiful woman in white, standing on the edge of a cliff, her face pale.

The woman had her head bowed as if waiting for someone, but she was dangerously close to the edge. Her figure was so slender that it seemed as if a stronger gust of wind could blow her right off the cliff.

The beauty was in danger but seemed unaware of it. Tang Huan wanted to pull her away from the edge, but for some reason, it was as if another will was fighting within her body, preventing her from moving.

What’s going on?

It was then that Tang Huan noticed something was off. Her gaze shifted from the woman’s ethereal clothes and fell to the hand holding the sword. This hand was fair and smooth, poised and full of strength—it wasn’t her own hand, which had been covered in needle marks and was gaunt from her illness.

The urgent beeping of hospital monitors seemed to echo in her ears. Before losing consciousness, she had glimpsed the flatline on the screen, a symbol of life’s end…

A theory flashed through her mind, and Tang Huan froze.

In that very instant, the other will that had been pulling at her suddenly vanished. It was like a floodgate had opened, and countless memories surged into Tang Huan’s mind.

These memories chronicled the life of this body.

This body was also named Tang Huan. She was the adopted daughter of the Meteorite Pavilion’s elder. From a young age, she had extraordinary talent and a beautiful face, earning the admiration of all the disciples.

Ten years ago, the original Tang Huan formally entered the Sky Profound Sect and met a girl of exceptional talent. Her name was Qin Su. She was stunningly beautiful and, despite being frail, possessed a remarkable gift. Her arrival caught the attention of every peak in the sect, and even the original Tang Huan’s notoriously picky adopted mother took a liking to Qin Su.

In Qin Su’s brilliance, all the other disciples seemed to pale in comparison.

Because of this, the original Tang Huan grew jealous of Qin Su, secretly slandering her and constantly trying to surpass her. Qin Su, who had a detached nature, joined the White Mist Peak to study medicine and ignored the original Tang Huan’s provocations. But Qin Su’s humility only made the original Tang Huan more frenzied, especially since her crush, Senior Brother Ren Jingmu, was in love with Qin Su. The original Tang Huan’s malice intensified. She grew bold and decided to lure Qin Su out to a secluded spot to kill her…

Tang Huan gasped after she absorbed the memories. There was a strange sense of familiarity to them, and she felt like she had encountered something similar before, but she couldn’t quite place it.

But Tang Huan couldn’t dwell on that now; she had never expected to wake up in the middle of a murder plot!

A moment later, the sword in Tang Huan’s hand, its intent at the ready, would have been unleashed, sending Qin Su plummeting to her death below the cliff…

Looking at the sword that was almost a murder weapon, Tang Huan shivered, and the sword clattered to the ground!

However, the sword’s intent had already been fully charged by the original Tang Huan. The moment the sword left her hand, the intent shot out like an arrow from a bow. With a loud bang, rocks and dust flew. A huge crater instantly blasted open right next to Qin Su.

The sword’s intent didn’t hit Qin Su, but the massive sound seemed to startle her. After a moment of hesitation, Qin Su’s frail body swayed, and like a kite with its string cut, she tumbled straight down toward the cliff.

The original Tang Huan had intended to kill Qin Su. This was no ordinary cliff; it was known as the “Cliff of Death.” At its base, there were fierce winds left over from millennia ago. Anyone who fell would be torn to shreds, leaving no trace. The sect had long forbidden disciples from coming near here.

Seeing Qin Su fall from the cliff, Tang Huan was completely stunned. Instinctively, she ran out from behind the boulder. In that split second, a figure on a flying sword streaked across the sky like a shooting star, chasing after Qin Su.

Tang Huan’s eyes widened, and her heart leaped into her throat. It wasn’t until she saw the figure and Qin Su slowly rising from the bottom of the cliff that she finally let out a breath of relief.

The person who saved Qin Su was a very handsome young man. His eyes were filled with worry as he looked at Qin Su, who was standing on the other end of his sword.

“Senior Sister Qin, you are simply too kind-hearted, and that’s why you were deceived by that vicious Tang Huan. You must not let her off this time. If I had been a moment later, you might have died…”

The young man’s expression was full of concern and indignation as he lectured Qin Su. Despite having just performed a heroic rescue, Qin Su kept her head bowed. Her expression was as calm as ever, and she didn’t seem to notice the admiration in the young man’s words.

The two of them landed back on the cliff.

Seeing that Qin Su was safe, Tang Huan belatedly realized her own predicament. She quietly took a step back, intending to hide behind the rock again. But then, Qin Su’s beautiful, clear eyes blinked, and she suddenly looked up in Tang Huan’s direction, her soft, gentle voice calling out,

“Junior Sister, come here!”

Tang Huan’s body stiffened. She retracted her retreating foot and, under the disapproving gaze of the young man, gritted her teeth and walked over to stand in front of Qin Su.

In the original Tang Huan’s memories, Qin Su was extremely beautiful and gentle, the dream girl of almost all the disciples. Standing close to her now, Tang Huan had an even deeper appreciation for her beauty. Qin Su’s skin was luminous, her features were like a painting, and her demeanor was cool and detached. She was like a snow lotus blooming on a pristine white peak, a fragile beauty that made your heart tremble.

The original owner actually had the heart to try and kill such a beautiful woman!

In her eighteen years of life, Tang Huan had never seen a woman this stunning. Her breath caught for a moment, and her ears instantly flushed red. But wearing the original Tang Huan’s body, she felt too ashamed to stare at Qin Su directly. She pulled a booklet from her qiankun bag, took a deep breath, and forced a smile. “Senior Sister, I was delayed for a bit. This is the Manual of Ten Thousand Herbs that I promised to give you.”

The Manual of Ten Thousand Herbs was a book on medicinal plants written by Patriarch Xuan Ling. Because it was so old, it was incredibly hard to find. The original Tang Huan had heard that Qin Su was looking for the book, and she had used it to lure her to the cliff.

Qin Su didn’t immediately take the booklet Tang Huan offered.

She lifted her eyes, her gaze resting on Tang Huan’s smiling face for a moment, then thoughtfully lowering it. After a moment, she let out a soft “Mm,” and leisurely reached out to take the booklet.

Tang Huan didn’t know why, but even though Qin Su’s gaze was light and held no threat, she didn’t dare meet her eyes and lowered her head awkwardly.

While Qin Su said nothing, the young man beside her was already seething with anger. “Tang Huan, don’t you think that just because you’re an elder’s daughter, you can do whatever you want in the sect! I saw you were young and wanted to guide you, to persuade you to let go of your prejudice, but I never imagined you were so vicious as to try and harm Senior Sister Qin…”

This young man was Ren Jingmu, the Senior Brother the original Tang Huan had a crush on.

If the original Tang Huan were here, she would have been heartbroken by his accusations, but Tang Huan listened to Ren Jingmu’s words without a single ripple of emotion. In fact, that sense of déjà vu, of having seen this scene before, surfaced again.

Tang Huan’s lack of reaction clearly infuriated Ren Jingmu even more. For a moment, his indignant condemnation was the only sound on the cliff.

Qin Su finally looked up again.

“Junior Brother Ren, thank you for saving me today. But my fall was purely an accident and had nothing to do with Junior Sister Tang. I hope you won’t bring it up again in the future.”

Her soft voice echoed on the cliff. The volume was low, but it was heard clearly by both people present.

Tang Huan looked at Qin Su in astonishment. The original Tang Huan’s plan had been full of holes; Qin Su could easily have seen her intent if she had thought about it. So why was she defending the original Tang Huan?

Tang Huan wasn’t the only one who was confused.

Hearing Qin Su’s words, Ren Jingmu’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Senior Sister Qin, Tang Huan tried to take your life! I know you have a benevolent heart, but some people are not worth forgiving…”

Despite being on opposite sides at the moment, Tang Huan had to admit that Ren Jingmu was right. The original Tang Huan had indeed used many malicious tactics to harm Qin Su before. Tang Huan honestly wondered, if she were Qin Su, would she ever forgive the original Tang Huan?

But Qin Su’s expression remained calm as she listened to Ren Jingmu’s words. In the original Tang Huan’s memories, Qin Su had always been like this: things that mattered to others, like cultivation, wealth, or even her own life, seemed to be like passing clouds to her.

People praised Qin Su for being transcendent and detached, but the original Tang Huan had always felt that Qin Su was just being fake.

“Junior Brother Ren, this is a matter between my Junior Sister and me.”

Qin Su shook her head, cutting off Ren Jingmu again. She frowned slightly and looked at Tang Huan. “Junior Sister Tang, can you fly me back to White Mist Peak on your sword?”

“Senior Sister Qin! How can you go near that cruel woman again…”

Before Tang Huan could reply, Ren Jingmu shouted his disapproval.

Having been criticized by Ren Jingmu again and again, Tang Huan felt a flicker of anger.

The fact that the original Tang Huan intended to kill Qin Su was undeniable, and Tang Huan couldn’t argue with that.

But a large part of the reason the original Tang Huan tried to kill Qin Su was because of Ren Jingmu.

Ren Jingmu had approached the original Tang Huan with the supposed goal of “guiding” her, and he was very caring towards her. From an outsider’s perspective, Tang Huan could see that Ren Jingmu had lost his sense of proportion, appearing overly solicitous. The original Tang Huan was in the prime of her youth and naturally fell for the handsome and caring Ren Jingmu. But after giving him her heart, she discovered that everything Ren Jingmu had done was for Qin Su. Consumed by jealousy, she lost her head and decided to harm Qin Su.

Ren Jingmu had long been aware of the original Tang Huan’s affection for him, but he had not kept his distance. He was even confident that she had been “guided” by him and often praised Qin Su in front of her, making the original Tang Huan even more envious.

Tang Huan was not the submissive girl the original Tang Huan was in front of Ren Jingmu.

She didn’t want to hear Ren Jingmu talk to himself anymore. She glared at him, ran to the back of the boulder to retrieve the sword, broadened the blade, and reviewed the memories of flying with a sword. Then, she clumsily flew up with Qin Su.

Is this what it feels like to act on a whim?

Having been sick, Tang Huan had been told to keep a calm mind. Now, looking at the furious expression on Ren Jingmu’s face, Tang Huan felt a sense of exhilaration she had never experienced before, and she couldn’t help but curve her lips into a smile.

Tang Huan went for it, soaring the flying sword straight into the air.

Mountains and rivers were all below her, as small as ants. The wind was stronger up high, making them sway precariously. Tang Huan suddenly choked, and it was only then that she realized that a fall from this height would be fatal.

In that moment, Tang Huan’s legs felt weak, and she almost tumbled off the sword.

“Focus.”

As if sensing Tang Huan’s panic, Qin Su’s clear voice came from behind her.

Perhaps it was because Qin Su’s tone was so calm, but hearing her voice was like the sound of gold and jade clashing in her ears. Tang Huan’s confused mind became clear, and her heart suddenly settled.

She focused, no longer paying attention to her surroundings, and concentrated on sensing the wind. Soon, she mastered the skill of flying with the sword.

It wasn’t until she had safely delivered Qin Su to her cave dwelling on White Mist Peak that Tang Huan realized her back was slick with sweat.

“Tang Huan, don’t think I don’t know you’ve always wanted to harm Senior Sister Qin. If anything ever happens to her, you will definitely be to blame…”

Ren Jingmu had followed them, glaring at Tang Huan furiously.

But Tang Huan didn’t want to argue with him.

She ignored him, walked around him, and returned to the original Tang Huan’s cave dwelling. Following the memories of the original owner, she set up a barrier to prevent prying eyes. Tang Huan took a deep breath and stood in front of the mirror in the cave.

Although she had prepared herself, Tang Huan was still stunned for a moment when she saw the girl in the mirror with her apricot-shaped eyes, rosy cheeks, and a lively demeanor that looked about 50 to 60 percent like herself.

During her illness, she had read many novels to pass the time and understood the trope of transmigration. She had likely died in the modern world, and her soul had traveled to this one.

Remembering her life in the modern world, Tang Huan felt a deep sense of loss. But at that moment, that strange feeling of familiarity returned.

Tang Huan frowned, looking at her “reflection” in the mirror. Suddenly, a flash of insight struck her, and her eyes widened.

She remembered why all of this felt so familiar…

She had transmigrated into a book!