Senior Sister Is Too Weak and Cannot Take Care Of Herself (Transmigration) - Chapter 24

The information in the irrigation mice conversation was so overwhelming that Tang Huan hadn’t fully processed it when she heard three deafening bells from outside, followed by a voice that echoed throughout the entire Tianxuan Sect:

“All disciples with cultivation below the Golden Core stage, hurry to the Moyu Hall to assemble.”

Moyu Hall is a branch of the Tianxuan Sect dedicated to cultivating combat prowess, primarily focusing on swordsmanship. Most of the techniques Tang Huan currently cultivates come from Moyu Hall.

The sect would use bell chimes to notify disciples when there was an important matter to discuss. The more chimes, the more critical the matter. The maximum was five chimes, which only rang when the sect’s survival was at stake.

As it was a rare notice from the sect, Tang Huan immediately went to the Moyu Hall on her sword after hearing the bells.

She flew as fast as she could, without wasting a single moment, but when she arrived, a crowd had already gathered in front of the Moyu Hall.

On the way, Tang Huan had recalled some of the original plot: This assembly should be related to the Tianxuan Realm, which the gerbils had mentioned. In the original novel, the Tianxuan  Realm was an early trial for the male protagonist, Ren Jingmu. He had a near-death experience there but gained many opportunities and magical treasures, directly advancing to the Golden Core stage upon exiting.

It was also at this time that Wang Mengyao arrived.

Sure enough, Wang Mengyao excitedly leaned over and whispered in Tang Huan’s ear: “A few days ago, an ancient secret realm appeared in the Tianxuan  Realm. I heard it contains countless opportunities and treasures, and all the sects couldn’t sit still. To prevent chaos, the four major sects sent people to surround the realm and stipulated that each sect could send ten people in, who would have to rely on their own abilities.”

“There’s a cultivation level restriction for this secret realm; only disciples below the Golden Core stage can enter. Also, the other end is connected to the Demon Realm, so it’s very likely to encounter and fight with demonic cultivators inside. The sect master’s idea is to choose nine capable fighters and one pill cultivator to enter the secret realm together.”

As she spoke, Wang Mengyao looked ahead, her eyes lighting up: “Senior Sister Qin Su is here! I thought she wouldn’t come, just like usual…”

By this time, most people had arrived. Qin Su walked in with the sect master. As expected of the sect’s most treasured person, the usually serious sect master’s face was full of smiles when he faced Qin Su. His attitude seemed not only amiable but, at first glance, even a bit fawning…

“I’ve never seen the sect master smile so widely, Senior Sister Qin Su is amazing!” Wang Mengyao exclaimed. “My father said other sects not only sent medical cultivators but also disciples who understand formations to break through the arrays. But with Senior Sister Qin Su, she alone can do the work of two, so why would we need to find someone from the Shooting Star Pavilion to break the arrays?”

“Ah Huan, you must compete well and try to enter the secret realm with Senior Sister!” Wang Mengyao clenched her fist and patted Tang Huan’s shoulder in encouragement.

Tang Huan pursed her lips and glanced at her, saying nothing.

If she hadn’t seen Wang Mengyao’s light novels, Tang Huan might not have overthought it and would have simply believed Wang Mengyao was genuinely encouraging her. However, after seeing those novels and recalling the change in Wang Mengyao’s attitude before, how could Tang Huan not understand?

Wang Mengyao was easily engrossed in her novels. Tang Huan had seen her cry and laugh while reading them more than once. The way she was acting now, she must really want to get Tang Huan and Qin Su together.

However, since Wang Mengyao hadn’t explicitly said anything, Tang Huan wasn’t going to be the one to expose everything. She could only pretend she didn’t hear and look towards the sect master in front. After all, her relationship with Qin Su was pure and innocent, just the most chaste friendship. Time would prove everything.

The sect master cleared his throat, and the entire area instantly fell silent.

As expected, the sect master’s assembly was about the Tianxuan Realm.

This world is divided into three realms: human, demon, and immortal. Since the Xuanling Patriarch annihilated the Demon Lord a thousand years ago, the demonic sects that had once wreaked havoc on the human world have quieted down and settled peacefully in the Demon Realm.

The Tianxuan Realm had a special geographical location, situated right at the junction of the three realms.

It was said that this secret realm was connected to an ancient Creator God, and those who could gain an opportunity within would benefit immensely.

Indeed, after the sect master finished speaking, the hall was abuzz, and many disciples’ eyes lit up.

“Ahem, this time, our sect, like the others, will send ten disciples to the secret realm.”

“We are grateful that Senior Sister Qin Su is willing to accompany us. In addition, our sect needs to choose nine more disciples. Inside the secret realm, it’s impossible to use high-level magic artifacts, so you can only rely on yourselves. The dangers are great, and disciples must rely on their own abilities to compete for opportunities…”

“In half a month, a grand competition will be held for all disciples below the Golden Core stage. The top nine will be able to enter the secret realm a month later…”

Tang Huan felt that the sect master seemed a bit absent-minded today, stumbling over his words several times. Tang Huan couldn’t help but stare at him for a while, noticing that his eyes would occasionally drift towards Qin Su.

What’s going on?

Tang Huan couldn’t help but look towards Qin Su as well, meeting her gaze. Qin Su smiled gently at her and called out, “Junior Sister.” Tang Huan returned the smile and was about to call her Senior Sister when she suddenly noticed that Wang Mengyao’s breathing seemed to falter for a moment.

Tang Huan immediately bit back the words she was about to say and turned to look at Wang Mengyao with a poker face.

“You’re about to compete,” Wang Mengyao’s face was flushed red as she feigned nonchalance, nudging Tang Huan’s arm. “Aren’t you going to talk to Senior Sister and ask for some healing pills?”

“No hurry,” Tang Huan wasn’t going to fall for her trap and fuel her wild imagination. She changed the subject: “What about you? How are you planning to prepare for the competition?”

“I’m not planning to prepare at all,” Wang Mengyao regretfully withdrew her gaze since she hadn’t seen Tang Huan and Qin Su talk. “I’m not planning to enter the secret realm anyway.”

“I know my limits. My cultivation is all piled up with magical artifacts and pills. I probably won’t last three rounds in the competition. Besides, my parents aren’t at ease with me going. They’re afraid I’ll be startled in the secret realm and have nightmares again…”

Wang Mengyao had a congenital deficiency, and her body was weaker than the average cultivator. Ten years ago, she was scared by a crazed spirit beast and sleepwalked for many days, which terrified her parents.

“I see!” Tang Huan sighed lightly. Wang Mengyao had chosen to give up before even starting, but Tang Huan wasn’t as free-spirited as she was.

Tang Huan wanted to enter the secret realm.

It wasn’t that she wanted to steal the male protagonist’s opportunities. It was just that the book described the secret realm as being more rewarding than dangerous, and everyone who entered gained a lot. Since she was now on the path of cultivation, Tang Huan naturally wanted a higher cultivation to have greater autonomy in the future.

However, like Wang Mengyao, the original owner had always lived within the Tianxuan Sect, accustomed to relying on artifacts. Her actual combat experience was pitifully little. Her cultivation might be sufficient for sparring with fellow disciples, but it was far from enough for real combat.

Moreover, according to the information from the gerbils, both Bai Feng and Ren Jingmu would try to stop Tang Huan from entering the secret realm. Under such circumstances, the pressure on Tang Huan was even greater.

“Why are you sighing?” Wang Mengyao nudged Tang Huan’s arm again. “Senior Sister is about to leave. Aren’t you going to go back to Baiwu Peak with her?”

Usually, when Qin Su appeared, a crowd of people would go to her with questions. Perhaps because today’s secret realm matter was so attention-grabbing, no one noticed Qin Su’s departure.

Tang Huan looked up and saw that Qin Su had indeed walked out of the crowd and was about to reach the hall door.

Tang Huan remembered her plan to bury the wine and intended to catch up and fly back to Baiwu Peak with Qin Su on her sword. Just as she took two steps, a dark figure blocked her path.

Ren Jingmu’s face was ashen as he looked down at Tang Huan furiously. “Tang Huan, you really are malicious, trying to ruin Senior Sister’s reputation!”

“If you voluntarily move out of Senior Sister’s cave, I might let bygones be bygones. But if you insist on not moving, don’t even think about joining this secret realm trip!”