Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic Woman Uses Her Stunning Beauty to Complete Missions

Upon hearing Shen Chumo's barbed words, Long Yi's face instantly darkened, and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes.

"Shen Chumo, watch your words. Don't think I'm afraid of you. I was in the wrong today. I'll return your spirit stones, and our grudges will be wiped clean."

If you continue to speak ill of me, don't blame me for being impolite.

Shen Chumo sneered, "I'm about to descend the mountain. As you wish, I'm no longer your junior sister. From now on, we're strangers."

If you happen to see me anywhere else in the future, don't call out to me; just pretend we've never met.

After saying that, Shen Chumo slammed the door shut.

Long Yi stared at the tightly closed door, his heart filled with mixed emotions. That door seemed to sever all ties between him and Shen Chumo.

He stood there for a moment, then turned around and, with heavy steps, walked towards the residence of his fourth junior brother, Yun Qisheng.

Along the way, scenes of his past interactions with Shen Chumo flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Before Shen Li arrived, he had mixed feelings of love and hate towards his junior sister, Shen Chumo. He actually liked the way Shen Chumo acted coquettishly towards him, but he also disliked Shen Chumo's identity.

Because Shen Chumo is their master's daughter, his senior brothers and sisters always told him to give in to her.

It seemed that Shen Chumo was born a cut above him, and it was precisely for this reason...

He gradually became impatient with her, but every time Shen Chumo continued to come closer, he felt a secret joy in his heart.

Once, they gathered herbs together in the mountains; Shen Chumo's agile figure and clear laughter still seemed to echo in their ears. They sparred together in the martial arts arena, neither giving an inch to the other, yet deeply respecting each other...

But now, everything has changed.

Before long, Long Yi arrived at Yun Qisheng's residence.

Before even entering, one could smell a faint metallic scent emanating from Yun Qisheng's weapon-refining room.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, his voice tinged with weariness: "Fourth Junior Brother, it's me."

Yun Qisheng's calm voice came from inside the room: "Come in, the door isn't locked."

Long Yi pushed open the door, and inside the room, the candlelight flickered. Yun Qisheng was sitting at the table, intently wiping a newly forged longsword in his hand. The blade gleamed coldly, reflecting his focused face.

Upon seeing Long Yi enter, Yun Qisheng slightly raised his head, his gaze sweeping across Long Yi's face, and he immediately noticed something amiss.

"Third Senior Brother, what's wrong with you? You look so pale."

"Is there any wine?"

Yun Qisheng put down his sword, got up and walked to the cabinet next to him. He took out two jars of spirit wine and placed two large bowls on the table, filling them with wine.

Long Yi walked to the table, plopped down, picked up the bowl, tilted his head back, and gulped down a large mouthful of wine. The spicy liquid flowed down his throat, burning his heart, but it also cleared his muddled thoughts a little.

"Fourth junior brother, I feel a tightness in my chest."

Yun Qisheng sat down opposite him, poured himself a bowl of wine, took a sip, and gestured for Long Yi to continue.

Long Yi told Yun Qisheng everything that had happened between him and Shen Chumo that day.

"Fourth Junior Brother, I really don't understand, what did I do wrong? Now Shen Chumo wants to distance himself from me, and A-Li is..."

Long Yi, feeling distressed, downed another drink. "I treated her so well, and in the end, she wasn't even worth a few spirit stones."

Yun Qisheng listened quietly, and after Long Yi finished speaking, he sighed softly.

"Third senior brother, have you noticed that since when did you stop calling sixth junior sister 'junior sister' and start calling her by her given name?"

Long Yi was taken aback, the wine bowl in his hand stopped in mid-air, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

He frowned slightly, trying hard to recall, and muttered to himself, "It seems... ever since she started targeting A-Li and doing those wrong things, I've rarely called her junior sister anymore."

Yun Qisheng nodded slightly, took another sip of wine, and slowly said, "Third Senior Brother, changes in how you address someone often reflect changes in their heart."

The fact that you no longer call your sixth junior sister "junior sister" actually means you no longer have the affection and care of a fellow disciple or senior brother/sister. A rift has appeared between you two, and the inevitable result is that you will drift further apart.

As Long Yi listened to Yun Qisheng's words, he slowly put down the wine bowl in his hand, a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

"Junior brother, you're right. I had a problem with Sixth Junior Sister first, which is why I unconsciously changed how I addressed her."

But I really didn't expect our relationship to deteriorate to this extent.

Long Yi's voice carried a hint of resentment and helplessness as he looked at Yun Qisheng, his eyes filled with confusion.

Yun Qisheng shook his head slightly, "Third Senior Brother, if one day you were harmed and lost your spiritual root, what would you do?"

"Of course I must take revenge! If anyone dares to destroy my spiritual root, this is an irreconcilable enmity, and I will make them pay for their blood debt!"

Long Yi's gaze instantly sharpened like an eagle's, his clenched fists bulged with veins, and his words were filled with resolute killing intent.

"What if everyone close to you pleads for the person who harmed you?"

Long Yi clenched his fists, "Then these people don't deserve to be my..."

Long Yi opened his eyes. He remembered that Shen Chumo was in the same situation now; she had lost her spiritual root because of her junior sister.

However, he always stood by his junior sister's side, protected her, and even argued with Shen Chumo for her sake.

Thinking of this, Long Yi felt a pang of guilt, realizing how unfair his previous actions had been to Shen Chumo.

Long Yi looked at Yun Qisheng with a speechless expression, "Fourth Junior Brother, since you understand, why did you join us in pleading for Junior Sister that day?"

"Do I?" Yun Qisheng took a sip of wine unhurriedly.

“That day, you weren’t…” Long Yi suddenly remembered that his fourth junior brother seemed to have just stood there without saying a word.

Long Yi's expression was complicated. "Fourth Junior Brother, why did you come with us?"

"Sixth Junior Sister is seriously injured. Shouldn't her senior brother go and visit her?"

Long Yi: "...&34;

He really wanted to say, "You call that a visit? You just stood there without even a basic greeting," but then he thought about his fourth junior brother's personality and realized it was perfectly normal.

Yun Qisheng was only concerned with weapon crafting and wasn't very close to his fellow disciples. He probably only went to visit Shen Chumo because it was on his way.

Long Yi shook his head. "Forget it, junior brother, let's not talk about these troublesome things. Let's drink until we drop tonight."

"I'm sorry, Third Senior Brother, I still have to continue refining weapons later, so I can only drink these two jars of wine with you at most."

Seeing the slight disappointment on Long Yi's face, Yun Qisheng felt little emotional, but still felt it necessary to explain.

"Third Senior Brother, weapon crafting is something I cannot neglect. I'll drink these two jars of wine with you, as a way to help you relieve your worries."

Long Yi understood Yun Qisheng's temperament and didn't want to force him, so he nodded, picked up his wine bowl, and said, "Alright, then thank you for accompanying me this time, Fourth Junior Brother."

Come on, let's drink!