Senior Sister Is Too Weak and Cannot Take Care Of Herself (Transmigration) - Chapter 25

Tang Huan glared at Ren Jingmu. The man in front of her had the handsome face of a protagonist, but his actions were revolting.

What gave him the right to demand she move out of Qin Su’s residence? Just because of some nonsensical light novel?

The more she interacted with him, the more Tang Huan despised Ren Jingmu. If he weren’t the protagonist of the book with the protection of fate, his arrogant behavior would have gotten him killed long ago!

“Only a fool would move out!” Tang Huan lifted her chin, not intimidated by him in the slightest. After all, she was no longer the Tang Huan of the past; she was the Tang Huan with a Senior Sister to back her up.

“Senior Sister is so great, I just love staying with her.” Tang Huan lowered her voice, mimicking Ren Jingmu’s tone. “You can’t do anything about it.”

Ren Jingmu clearly hadn’t expected Tang Huan to act like this. He froze for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, “Do you know what people are saying outside? Senior Sister is pure and innocent; how could you bear to ruin her reputation…”

The two of them were standing very close, and no one could hear what they were saying. From a distance, it looked like they were huddled together, whispering.

“Junior Sister, come here!”

The phrase, “Who do you think you are?” was already on the tip of Tang Huan’s tongue, but Qin Su, who had stopped her steps at some point, turned her head and looked over.

Tang Huan didn’t know why, but even though Qin Su looked as gentle as ever, Tang Huan inexplicably felt her heart tighten. She had a strange feeling that her Senior Sister looked a little intimidating right now.

Beside them, Wang Mengyao seemed to have choked on her saliva, coughing violently. Tang Huan glanced down and, sure enough, saw Wang Mengyao’s little hands excitedly clenched into fists.

Feeling a strange sense of shame because of Wang Mengyao’s reaction, Tang Huan couldn’t help but bite her lower lip. Regardless, going to Qin Su was better than staying here to face the disgusting Ren Jingmu.

With that thought, a smile appeared on Tang Huan’s face as she raised her voice, “Senior Sister, I’ll take you back on my sword.”

Qin Su’s gaze lingered on Tang Huan’s face for a moment, something rippling in the depths of her eyes, and she curved her lips slightly.

Senior Sister was still the gentle and kind Senior Sister she knew.

Tang Huan let out a subconscious sigh of relief.

“Senior Sister, when we enter the secret realm in the future, I will protect you with my life.” When Ren Jingmu saw Qin Su, his angry expression immediately changed to one of tender affection.

Qin Su was usually gentle and considerate in her actions. Normally, no matter how inappropriate Ren Jingmu’s behavior was, she would respond to him. But this time, for some reason, her beautiful eyes were tinged with a hint of frost as she looked at Ren Jingmu, remaining silent with her lips tightly pressed together.

It must be that Tang Huan said something to Senior Sister, which is why she’s ignoring me!

“Tang Huan, I advise you to know your place—” Ren Jingmu was about to go crazy with anger. He stared at Tang Huan with a sullen expression, grinding the words out from between his teeth.

Tang Huan, however, didn’t want to bother with him. She walked around him and went straight to Qin Su’s side.

Tang Huan had expected Ren Jingmu to chase after her to stop her.

After all, Ren Jingmu’s face was so dark it looked like it was about to drip with water. However, perhaps he had been thwarted by Qin Su too many times before, as he simply watched Tang Huan and Qin Su leave together with a frown, without saying a single word.

Sure enough, this scumbag wasn’t just brainless and gullible; he was also a bully who picked on the weak.

Tang Huan sighed and followed Qin Su out the door.

Her perception of the characters while reading the book was completely different from what it was after transmigrating.

When Tang Huan read Ren Tianxia, she felt that the protagonist was a bit too “dragon-like,” but from a god’s-eye view, everything was actually within a tolerable range. Now, thinking about it, the author probably had a filter over their protagonist, so his gullibility became a loving concern for a beautiful woman, his arrogance became confident swagger, his bullying became cunning adaptability, and his relentless pestering of Qin Su became an undying devotion…

Through the pages of a book, who would have thought Ren Jingmu was such a person?

As Tang Huan flew on her sword, she was lost in thought, not noticing that Qin Su’s gaze behind her fell on her face several times, her lips pressed tighter and tighter.

“Junior Sister, could you take me to the Cliff of Death?”

Just as they were about to arrive at Baiwu Peak, Tang Huan heard Qin Su speak up from behind her.

This was the first time Tang Huan had heard Qin Su ask to go somewhere other than her own residence. And given Qin Su’s personality, she didn’t like to trouble others, so a sudden change of direction right before reaching Baiwu Peak was something the old Qin Su would never have done.

What’s wrong with her?

Curious, Tang Huan showed no hesitation on her face and immediately turned the sword around, heading towards the Cliff of Death Realm.

Arriving at the Cliff of Death again, Tang Huan felt like a lifetime had passed.

When she first came to this world, it was here that Tang Huan had met Qin Su.

At the time, the original owner had been intent on killing Qin Su. Who would have thought that Tang Huan and Qin Su would become such good friends now?

As Tang Huan recalled her experiences since coming to this world, she felt a wave of emotions and couldn’t help but walk over to Qin Su’s side.

Qin Su was standing on the edge of the cliff, just as she had been the first time Tang Huan saw her, her white robes fluttering in the wind. Her eyes were fixed on the depths of the cliff below, giving the momentary illusion that she was about to ascend and fly away.

Tang Huan had bought her many beautiful clothes, but Qin Su seemed to dislike other colors and still wore white all year round.

Qin Su had been standing on the cliff for a long time.

Since arriving at the Cliff of Death, she hadn’t spoken, just looked at the cliff below with a frown.

Tang Huan understood this state of mind. Sometimes people just inexplicably want to clear their heads. In Tang Huan’s time, a quiet car, an empty rooftop, a late-night office… these were all places for that.

The Cliff of Death was perhaps Qin Su’s place for clearing her mind.

Even though Tang Huan didn’t know why Qin Su suddenly wanted to clear her head, she preferred this silent, tangible, and less distant Qin Su to the one who always wore a gentle smile.

However, winter had set in, and the wind on the Cliff of Death was even stronger.

Qin Su had been standing on the edge for a long time.

If it were anyone else, it would be fine. After all, most cultivators were physically strong and not bothered by heat or cold. But the Qin Su in front of her was clearly not in that category.

Tang Huan thought for a moment and couldn’t help but pull a cloak from her qiankun bag and drape it over Qin Su’s shoulders.

Qin Su’s tightly pursed lips and frozen-like brows moved slightly, but she didn’t look up.

Tang Huan hadn’t expected a reaction anyway. She stood beside Qin Su, clearing her own head and idly looking down at the cliff.

Tang Huan had only ever seen the view from the Cliff of Death from a bird’s-eye view when flying past on her sword, only seeing a mass of dark grey mist.

Looking closely now, the mist below the cliff seemed to be alive, rolling and surging in a rush, layer upon layer…

And in a gap in the surging mist, Tang Huan caught a glimpse of a green corner. It was a lush, massive tree seemed to be at the bottom of the cliff.

Tang Huan didn’t know what was happening to her, but she suddenly felt a chill run through her entire body. It was an icy coldness that seemed to be in her very bones. Her limbs became stiff and numb, completely unable to move. Yet, strangely, there was a tiny warm current inside her body, continuously circulating and resisting the cold.

“Junior Sister!” At some point, Qin Su had turned around and taken Tang Huan’s hand.

Qin Su’s hands, which were usually cold, felt warm to the touch now, greatly alleviating the bone-deep cold Tang Huan felt.

“Hmm.” Tang Huan responded distractedly and turned her head to continue looking down at the cliff.

Something at the bottom of the cliff seemed to have a strange and powerful attraction for her.

The mist below the cliff surged again, stacking up densely, appearing much thicker than before and completely obscuring the view below.

Tang Huan subconsciously wanted to look again when she heard Qin Su’s gentle voice beside her.

“Junior Sister, I’m a little cold. Let’s go back to Baiwu Peak.”

Tang Huan retracted her gaze and looked at the pale-faced Qin Su.

Qin Su’s condition indeed didn’t look good. She was clutching the corner of the cloak tightly, and her lips had turned a pale pink, looking pitifully weak.

Tang Huan took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing the longing in her heart for what was at the bottom of the cliff, and took Qin Su back to Baiwu Peak on her sword.

She wanted to find a chance to return to the Cliff of Death. However, that very afternoon, the sect issued a Level 2 notice. Because too many disciples were sneaking onto the Cliff of Death, the sect master had set up a formation near it to forbid disciples from going there.

That’s too much of a coincidence, isn’t it?!

Some disbelieving disciples tried to find a flaw in the Cliff of Death’s formation, but it was incredibly difficult to solve, and not a single disciple could figure it out.

Tang Huan even brought up the matter with Qin Su in the end.

However, Qin Su took one look at the formation and told Tang Huan that she couldn’t break it.

Feeling frustrated, Tang Huan reluctantly gave up the idea of going back to the Cliff of Death and focused on preparing for the sect competition.

Because she had been distracted by these things, it wasn’t until the day before the competition that Tang Huan belatedly realized something: Qin Su’s mood seemed to be off these past few days.

After a period of getting to know each other, Tang Huan felt their relationship had greatly eased. Although it wasn’t obvious, Qin Su no longer kept up a gentle smile all the time in private. She would also initiate conversations with Tang Huan and didn’t avoid her touch.

But these past few days, while Qin Su’s attitude toward Tang Huan still seemed gentle, on closer inspection, it seemed no different from how she treated other disciples: a mix of friendliness and distance.

Even though they lived in the same residence, aside from meeting for meals, Qin Su’s door was always shut. They saw each other very little these days, and even during meals, Qin Su would lower her head and speak very little with Tang Huan…

Thinking about it carefully, all the changes happened on the day Qin Su came back from the Cliff of Death.

What’s wrong with her?