Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Sui Si unfolded his folding fan and lightly tapped her nose. "I'll teach you for half an hour."

As Ran Cang watched the two of them smile at each other, he suddenly felt the gloom in his heart dissipate a little—perhaps, just like the warmth in this palace, some words must eventually be spoken bravely.

At dawn, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the carved window frames of the palace and fell upon the desk in the Demon Emperor's palace.

Sui Si, dressed in a black robe with flowing black hair, was methodically organizing the talismans and scriptures he would use for teaching.

Beside her, Jun Sui held an ivory comb and gently combed Sui Si's long hair, her movements careful, as if she were holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Every stroke of the comb is imbued with endless tenderness.

The crisp sound of the jade crown clattering in her hair seemed to be a melody playing for this tranquil morning.

This is the scene that Ran Cang saw when he stepped into the main hall.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips, and then cleared her throat, breaking the warm atmosphere.

"...Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, you are the real idle one, following my master all day long."

"Don't the demon race have any important matters that require your attention?"

After saying that, she sighed, turned around, walked to her seat, opened her books, and tried to immerse herself in the world of learning.

Upon hearing this, Jun Sui merely smiled slightly, without putting down the comb in his hand. He continued to tidy up the jade crown in Sui Si's hair as he spoke:

"The affairs of the demon race will be handled by capable ministers."

Now, all I want is to stay by your side, Master, and I don't want to be separated from you even for a moment.

The doting tone in his voice was like the gentlest winter breeze, soft and warm.

Sui Si slightly raised his eyes, his deep and bright eyes looking at Jun Sui, his eyes filled with a mixture of helplessness and amusement.

Helpless against Jun Sui's meticulous care for her, the smile on her face was a result of being touched by Jun Sui's deep affection.

He said softly:

"You shouldn't spoil me too much."

I'm not a child; I don't need to worry about everything.

Although his words carried a hint of reproach, they were also full of affection.

Upon hearing this, Jun Sui immediately retorted, his gaze becoming firm and affectionate:

"That won't do!!"

Loving you means showing it to you and letting you know how I feel.

Besides, I just enjoy doing these things for you.

Seeing Ah Si healthy, safe, happy, and beautiful under my care makes me happier and gives me a greater sense of accomplishment than anything else.

His voice wasn't loud, but every word he spoke was firm and resounding.

That sincere expression seemed to be telling the most solemn vow in the world.

Sui Si gently shook her head, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly, revealing a hint of sweetness that was hard to detect.

He said softly:

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

After saying that, he shifted his gaze from Jun Sui and turned to look at Ran Cang.

Instantly, his expression returned to the seriousness and solemnity he displayed when lecturing.

He cleared his throat and said:

"Alright, Ayu, let's begin today's lesson."

Today we'll talk about drawing teleportation symbols.

This teleportation talisman is one of the most important talisman techniques in the cultivation world. It can open up spatial channels, allowing people to travel thousands of miles in an instant.

However, the drawing method is extremely complex; the slightest mistake could lead to failure or even danger.

Ran Cang put away the teasing expression on his face, immediately sat up straight, his back ramrod straight, and stared intently at Sui Si.

Sui Si picked up a wolf-hair brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and gently began to draw on the talisman paper.

Each stroke seems to whisper an ancient secret, flowing smoothly and precisely.

Jun Sui stood aside, quietly watching this scene, his eyes full of admiration and love.

Occasionally, he would gently step forward and offer a bowl of water for Sui Si to wash the wolf-hair brush.

Or help adjust the position of the lamp so that the light can illuminate the talisman in Sui Si's hand more clearly.

His movements were gentle and natural, each gesture perfectly executed, as if it had become a habit in his life, something he could do naturally without thinking.

Sui Si stared intently at the talisman, his expression solemn and dignified, and slowly began to speak:

"First, we need to determine the core location of the rune array, which is the key to the stable functioning of the teleportation rune."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his slender fingers, the tips of which glowed with a faint spiritual light, and gently touched the center of the talisman.

"This place contains the hub of spatial power. When drawing it, you need to concentrate your mind and infuse it with spiritual power."

Ran Cang stared wide-eyed, intently watching Sui Si's movements, her eyes filled with curiosity and a thirst for knowledge.

She nodded seriously, her dark braids swaying gently with her movements.

My eyes followed Sui Si's brushstrokes intently, not daring to look away for a moment.

The pen in his hand unconsciously gestured in the air, as if he could get a feel for the wonderful sensation of drawing runes in advance.

"Next, draw the lines of the runes."

These lines, like veins, guide spiritual energy to every corner of the rune array.

Sui Si continued his explanation, his voice steady and powerful, like an experienced guide leading Ran Cang into a mysterious and unknown realm.

Jun Sui stood aside, listening quietly to Sui Si's explanation.

His gaze shifted back and forth between Sui Si and Ran Cang, occasionally glancing at Ran Cang with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

That look in his eyes was like that of an elder, hoping that the younger generation could achieve something under his guidance.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if he could already see the moment when Ran Cang successfully drew the teleportation talisman.

Ran Cang frowned, her eyelashes trembling slightly with her focused expression, and even her breathing unconsciously became softer.

She was practically pressed against the talisman paper next to Sui Si, her pupils reflecting the trajectory of her master's brushstrokes.

A silver bell swayed gently on Sui Si's wrist, and the wolf-hair brush, suspended above the vermilion inkstone, was already enveloped in a pale blue spiritual energy.

The moment the brush touched the paper, it seemed to come alive and rippled.

Those seemingly randomly drawn rune lines actually twisted slightly as spiritual energy was injected, as if they were trying to break free from the paper.

"How can this be..."

Ran Cang muttered to herself, her fingernails unconsciously digging into her palms.

She could clearly see the spiritual energy flowing from Sui Si's fingertips, as fine as a spider's thread, yet precisely seeping into the patterns of the talisman paper.

As the last rune came to an end, the entire talisman suddenly burst forth with starlight-like brilliance, only to return to calm in the next second, leaving behind only faint spatial fluctuations.

"Master, controlling spiritual power is so difficult."

Ran Cang suddenly slumped down on the cushion, deflated, and poked a dot of ink onto the Xuan paper with the wolf-hair brush in his hand.

"I always felt that I didn't inject enough spiritual power. I burned a hole in the talisman paper because it was too little, and the runes couldn't even show up."

I'm not good at delicate work.

She tugged at the half-crooked hairpin in her hair, and her eyes seemed to well up with tears, making her look like a little animal that had been soaked by the rain.

Sui Si put down his wolf-hair brush and stood up. As he did, the hem of his black robe swept across the table, carrying a faint scent of jasmine.

He crouched down beside Ran Cang, his hair cascading down like a waterfall, blocking the morning light streaming into the main hall.

"Ayu, do you still remember when you first gathered herbs, it took you half an hour just to identify them?"

He reached out and gently smoothed the furrowed brows of Ran Cang, his fingertips carrying a faint fragrance.

"Controlling spiritual power is not like fighting; it cannot be forced."

You should try...

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly took Ran Cang's hand.

The girl's fingertips were still stained with ink, but her palms were damp with a thin layer of sweat.

Sui Si gently flipped her wrist so that her palm was facing up, and placed his other hand on top of it.

Instantly, a stream of clear spiritual energy flowed into their skin as they touched.

Ran Cang suddenly opened her eyes wide—the power was not like her usual rampaging spiritual power, but rather as gentle as spring rain nourishing the soil, subtly drawing in the restless spiritual power within her.

"Close your eyes."

Sui Si's voice, mixed with his breath, brushed past her ear, "Feel how my spiritual power passes through your meridians, how it swirls in your dantian."

Just like...

His spiritual power suddenly transformed into the shape of a swimming fish, surging within Ran Cang's sea of ​​qi.