Senior Sister Is Too Weak and Cannot Take Care Of Herself (Transmigration) - Chapter 30

That night, the sword techniques Tang Huan learned were more difficult than ever before. It wasn’t just that the individual moves were difficult; they all required incredible precision, and even the slightest mistake meant the technique would lose its power.

“You’re pushing me too hard!” Tang Huan cried out to the indifferent red-robed Qin Su, her heart weeping as she practiced. The price of being a genius is just too high! She even started to question herself: Why did I have to develop a sword technique like this in my own head?

She finally understood why the person teaching her sword techniques in the dream looked like Senior Sister. If it were anyone else teaching her such difficult techniques, she would have ended the dream right there. But the person in her dream was wearing the face of her dear Senior Sister, whom she hadn’t seen in days. She just couldn’t bear to stop the dream. She missed the gentle and sweet Qin Su who was in seclusion so much!

This red-robed Qin Su was just too fierce! Waaah…

The fierce red-robed Qin Su was getting even more out of hand. She seemed to have sensed Tang Huan’s mental slacking and put on a stern face, creating another illusion in the sky.

This time, two Qin Sus appeared in the illusion. The red-robed Qin Su and the white-robed Qin Su fought each other.

Whenever Tang Huan slacked off even a little, the white-robed Qin Su would make the same mistake in her moves as Tang Huan and then would be mercilessly and coldly pierced through the chest by the red-robed Qin Su.

Tang Huan was truly at her breaking point. She hated her subconscious. She couldn’t believe her own mind would viciously conjure up a scene like this. But Tang Huan had to admit that the Qin Su her subconscious had conjured up clearly understood her. Tang Huan couldn’t stand to watch her white-robed Senior Sister die in the illusion, so she could only keep pushing herself, working hard like a donkey chasing a carrot all night long.

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The next morning, Tang Huan was woken up by Liu Fei’s message. Tang Huan had seen Liu Fei’s persistence firsthand when he was chasing Ren Jingmu for a match, so she was not surprised that he would come looking for her. She yawned as she flew down the mountain on her sword.

Liu Fei was standing at the foot of the mountain with his sword on his back. Whenever Tang Huan saw him, he always stood ramrod straight, his back as straight and unyielding as a sword. But his face looked even worse than the day before. His lips were pale, and his face was completely colorless.

“What’s wrong?” Tang Huan was startled. “Are you having nightmares again? You should be resting. I’ll keep my promise. There’s no need to rush.”

“It’s nothing,” Liu Fei didn’t seem to want to talk about it. He shook his head and then bowed to Tang Huan respectfully. “Senior Sister, please grant me your guidance.”

Tang Huan knew not to pry into his business. Since Liu Fei didn’t want to talk about it, she didn’t press him. She drew her sword and began to spar with him.

When they were sparring, Liu Fei’s condition seemed to improve significantly. Their sparring was beneficial to both of them. Liu Fei had extensive combat experience, and Tang Huan’s own experience improved greatly from fighting him. In turn, Liu Fei learned new ways to use his moves from their sparring.

Tang Huan didn’t hold back at all and used all the sword techniques she had learned in her dreams. They sparred until the evening, when Tang Huan, exhausted, dragged her body back to White Mist Peak to go over what she had learned throughout the day.

When she fell asleep again and saw the red-robed Qin Su in her dream, Tang Huan sighed deeply, even though she knew this would happen. She couldn’t believe she had actually become a “workaholic”! She was already so tired during the day, yet she was still diligently developing new sword techniques at night.

Sure enough, to become a genius, you need 1% inspiration and 99% hard work!

The red-robed Qin Su, the embodiment of Tang Huan’s “1% inspiration,” taught Tang Huan a few more moves. Perhaps she had a change of heart, because she didn’t teach any of the especially difficult ones. She also didn’t conjure up a white-robed Qin Su and kill her. She simply stood on the side and watched Tang Huan practice with a thoughtful look.

“What’s wrong?” Tang Huan couldn’t ignore the intensity of her gaze. She blinked and couldn’t help but ask.

“You used your techniques without holding anything back in broad daylight. Aren’t you afraid that once Liu Fei learns them, he’ll spread them far and wide?” Qin Su stared at Tang Huan’s face and spoke slowly.

Here it comes! The soul-searching part of every novel! Tang Huan’s body trembled. She looked at Qin Su with a strange expression. Red-robed Qin Su was a manifestation of her subconscious, so was her subconscious really unwilling to share these techniques with Liu Fei?

This line of thinking was a bit troubling. Tang Huan decided to have a heart-to-heart with herself. Her noble and righteous heart would never allow such selfish feelings to take root!

Tang Huan always did her best to follow through on her promises to others. Besides, she felt a little guilty toward Liu Fei. After all, the sword techniques were her own creation. Although she was a genius, there was no shortage of geniuses in the cultivation world. There were so many incredibly talented predecessors, and the Tianxuan Secret Realm was rumored to be a divine realm, where there might be even stronger sword techniques.

To Tang Huan, Liu Fei giving up his chance to enter the secret realm for her techniques was like “throwing away the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds.” As the culprit, Tang Huan only wanted to make it up to Liu Fei as much as possible, so how could she be selfish?

Tang Huan scratched her head and chose her words carefully. She frowned and said, “I have to admit, it’s a little hard to share. After all, it’s the first set of sword techniques I created myself, so there’s a certain feeling of a miserly hoarder…”

Red-robed Qin Su raised an eyebrow, lowered her head, and coughed gently into her hand, gesturing for Tang Huan to continue.

“But the thing about sword arts is that they’re all about a person’s individual application. When you use a move, someone is bound to see it. And a genius like Liu Fei will probably learn it after watching a few times, so it’s useless to try and hide it. He chose to be open about wanting to learn, so instead of hiding and being secretive, I think it’s better to be open and demonstrate them. In the future, everyone can just use their own skills…”

“I think he’s the one who got the short end of the stick for giving up his chance to enter the secret realm because of this.” Tang Huan looked at red-robed Qin Su a little shyly and then puffed out her chest.

“Besides, didn’t I tell you I’m a genius? A genius can create one set of sword techniques, so they can definitely create a second one. This is just the start of my life. I’ll definitely be able to create even more powerful techniques in the future, so why shouldn’t I teach him this one?”

A moment of silence passed, and the expression on red-robed Qin Su’s face was a little strange.

“Genius, you need to practice your swordplay!” After a while, red-robed Qin Su seemed to have processed Tang Huan’s words. She reached out and tapped Tang Huan’s forehead. Her tap wasn’t hard, but Tang Huan frowned and dodged it, glaring at her. How can a genius’s head be tapped so casually? If it gets broken, she can’t pay for it!

But in the next instant, Tang Huan’s eyes went wide. She was sure she hadn’t seen wrong this time. Red-robed Qin Su actually smiled! Even though it was only for a fleeting moment.

Qin Su was already beautiful, but when she smiled, it was like a hundred flowers blooming at once. It was an indescribably beautiful and vivid sight. And unlike the white-robed Qin Su, the red-robed Qin Su didn’t have a frail aura. When she smiled, she was even more radiant, making hearts flutter.

That familiar feeling of her heart racing appeared again. Tang Huan coughed awkwardly and covered her chest, but she couldn’t control the heat in her cheeks. A thought of shame popped into her head: Actually! It wouldn’t be so bad if Senior Sister was like this red-robed Qin Su. Her smile is so… beautiful!

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In the fourth round, there were only twelve people left. It was no longer feasible to use a two-by-two elimination method to choose nine people, so the elders decided to have a round of one-on-one matches to choose six people. Then, the six people who were eliminated would fight two-on-two to choose three people to enter the fifth round. The fourth round was already the one that would determine who would enter the secret realm. The fifth round was just to choose the top three disciples and was considered a general assessment of everyone’s abilities.

Since there were fewer people in the fourth round, it was scheduled to start in the evening.

That morning, Liu Fei came to spar with Tang Huan again. Perhaps it was because he had gotten enough rest, but his face looked much better than the day before.

“You should get ready for your match. I’ll come find you in a couple of days.” Liu Fei was not as aloof as everyone had thought. At noon, he left Baiwu Peak with his sword on his back.

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Right after, Tang Huan received a message from Wang Mengyao, who said she had recovered and planned to come watch Tang Huan’s match that night. She wanted to go over the matches with Tang Huan. Although Wang Mengyao was physically frail, she was optimistic and kind. Her father was also an elder, so she had a wider source of information than most people. She loved to read stories and had an intense curiosity. Her dream was to one day travel the three realms, and because of this, she loved gossip and knew most of the news in the Tianxuan Sect and even the three realms. When she messaged Tang Huan, she must have learned some information about the other disciples in the fourth round.

Tang Huan went back to her cave, which was a rare occurrence.

“Ah Huan! You made Liu Fei forfeit! You’ve made me so proud!” Wang Mengyao was even happier than if she had won the match herself. She pulled out a book full of notes and went over the list of people who had made it to the fourth round with Tang Huan.

Based on the information Wang Mengyao provided, Tang Huan estimated that her strength was in the middle of all these people. She couldn’t beat the top disciples like Ren Jingmu and Shi Yingying, but as long as her luck wasn’t too bad, she could still advance to the next round.

The little squirrels in the cave were also very happy. After Tang Huan transmigrated, she had secretly improved their food and living conditions to thank them for the information they provided. The squirrels, who were simple-minded and protective of their owner, had also grown to like the current Tang Huan.

“I have a feeling Tang Huan will get a spot in the secret realm!”

“Even if it’s just to protect Qin Su, she has to go into the secret realm…”

“Finally, we’re not the only ones who think Tang Huan and Qin Su’s relationship is abnormal. There are some rumors spreading in the Tianxuan Sect now, too…”

“But the situation isn’t looking good. Bai Feng has moved to the foot of the Tianxuan Sect’s mountain and plans to go to the Secret Realm with Ren Jingmu. She has already secretly contacted a few disciples in the fourth round. We don’t know what kind of dirty tricks she’s planning, but it’s a shame we don’t have any information on what she’s going to do…”

At first, Tang Huan found the squirrels’ chatter a little ridiculous. They didn’t understand her “raising a character” relationship with Qin Su and were always spouting nonsense. But when she heard Bai Feng’s name, Tang Huan’s heart sank. Bai Feng’s mind was as wicked as she was, and she was impossible to guard against.

But Tang Huan couldn’t figure out what Bai Feng was going to do. The fourth round was watched by many elders, and they couldn’t use medicine or magical artifacts on the stage. Tang Huan was in her home on Baiwu Peak, so it was unlikely someone could harm her beforehand.

But Tang Huan still felt uneasy. There was a strange feeling in her heart, like she had forgotten something important.

With Tang Huan’s heart growing more and more anxious, night fell, and the fourth round of the competition began.