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

Chapter 454 The Love and Career of the Beautiful Immortal Venerable 37

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears, filled with both grievance and resentment. Her nails dug deeply into her palms, as if she could erase the mistake she had just made.

Sui Si gently pressed down on her trembling shoulders, the warmth of his palm seeping through her clothes.

"When drawing talismans, one must be single-minded and undisturbed by external factors."

His voice was like hot tea on a winter's day, carrying a comforting power.

Even the slightest breeze can affect your performance.

You need to learn to maintain inner peace in any environment.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it lightly, and an invisible barrier quietly unfolded around the hall, shutting out the noise from the outside world.

Jun Sui strolled to her side and lightly tapped the crooked hairpin in her hair with his folding fan:

"Ayu, don't worry."

"Look, you've improved a lot this time,"

He conjured a cloud of icy mist at his fingertips, which transformed into the shape of runes before Ran Cang's eyes.

"Last time I could only finish half of it, but this time I'm almost done. If I'm just a little more careful, I'm sure I can succeed."

As the icy fog dissipated, it left a cool sensation on the back of her hand, gradually calming her restless heart.

Ran Cang bit her lower lip and took a deep breath.

She sat up straight again, tucking her messy hair behind her ears, the jade hairpin in her hair making a crisp clinking sound.

This time, she focused all her attention on her dantian, and all the sounds from the outside world became blurry and distant.

The moment the wolf-hair brush touched the paper, she seemed to merge with it, her spiritual power flowing effortlessly, each stroke carrying a rhythm.

The runes gradually lit up, their light growing brighter and brighter. When the last stroke was completed, the entire talisman paper burst forth with dazzling light.

In the soft glow, a complete teleportation talisman slowly rotated, radiating a reassuring power.

"Success!"

Ran Cang suddenly stood up, knocking over the cushions behind him.

She held the talisman in her hands, tears of joy glistening in her eyes. The light reflected on her face was more dazzling than any jewel.

Inside the main hall, Sui Si and Jun Sui exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with satisfaction.

Sui Si gazed at the stray hairs on Ran Cang's forehead, damp with sweat, and brushed his fair fingertips across the teleportation talisman that Ran Cang trembled as he handed it to him. The ink-black patterns shimmered with a faint blue light in the sunlight.

The curve of his eyes held the marks of years of hardship; a whisk flicked in his sleeve, and the resulting breeze suspended the talisman in mid-air.

"It is already rare to be able to make the runes flow on their own, but a true teleportation technique should be able to cross mountains and seas in an instant, rather than being confined to a radius of ten feet."

Ran Cang looked up at the floating talisman, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed nervously.

"Master, every time spiritual energy is injected into the third rune, the talisman gets hot..."

Before the words were even finished, the talisman suddenly burst into flames of ghostly blue and instantly burned to ashes.

Ran Cang hurriedly took a half step back, his robe sweeping across the stone table and knocking over the porcelain bowl filled with cinnabar.

"Don't panic."

Jun Sui immediately caught the tipped porcelain bowl, his white sleeves stained with cinnabar, but he only gently comforted her.

"Back when your master was just learning, he teleported the entire Star Gazing Platform to the bamboo forest behind the mountain, which startled the sect leader so much that he didn't dare to step out of the door for three days."

Sui Si condensed clear water at his fingertips and gently wiped away the scorch marks on Ran Cang's hand.

Sui Si looked at Jun Suixiao's gentle smile, and his smile deepened:

"Back then, you searched for me in the bamboo forest for three days, even more anxious than the sect leader."

He turned to Ran Cang, and a crystal-clear jade slip appeared in his palm.

"This jade slip contains the coordinates of thirty-six ancient teleportation arrays. Starting tomorrow, you will begin your training at the nearest Cloud Abyss Valley."

Remember, when teleporting, condense your spiritual energy into threads and follow the veins of the runes..."

He suddenly stopped and reached out to straighten the crooked hairpin that had been dyed gray.

"Just like when your Uncle Jun Sui tied my hair, you had to be steady, but even more so, you had to be attentive."

In the days that followed, under Sui Si's tutelage, Ran Cang continued to learn various knowledge and skills related to teleportation talismans.

Jun Sui remained steadfastly by Sui Si's side, whether lecturing in the main hall or strolling in the courtyard; his figure never left Sui Si's side for even a moment.

The evening breeze twirled the brass bells on the eaves, making them tinkle softly.

Ran Cang was focused on dripping spiritual liquid onto the talisman when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

The commander of the guards, looking solemn, burst in carrying a secret letter, the bluestone slab still damp with rainwater.

The moment Sui Si unfolded the secret letter, her pale fingertips trembled slightly.

The attendant emerged from behind the screen, his dark robes sweeping across the table, causing the talismans on it to rustle in the breeze.

"Abnormal fluctuations have appeared in the void rift in the western border of the demon race."

Sui Si handed the secret letter to Jun Sui, the candlelight flickering between their intertwined fingers. "The demon guarding the barrier has detected a dark purple spiritual light flashing."

Jun Sui frowned as he carefully examined the secret letter, his fingertips tracing the dried bloodstains on the silk cloth:

"A dark purple aura... Could it be the one that was sealed away back then...?"

Before the words were finished, a thunderclap suddenly rang out outside the window, and large raindrops pelted down on the glazed tiles.

Ran Cang subconsciously shrank his shoulders, and the spiritual liquid in his hand accidentally dripped onto the unfinished talisman, causing a wisp of green smoke to rise.

"I gonna go see."

Jun Sui tucked the secret letter into his sleeve, and the jade pendant at his waist gently touched Sui Si's sword, producing a clear and melodious sound.

He reached out to touch Sui Si's face, but stopped mid-air, instead straightening the other's crooked hair ribbon:

"Last time I went to suppress the Abyss of Inner Demons, I returned in just seven days. This time..."

"This journey will be different from the past."

Sui Si grabbed Jun Sui's wrist with her backhand, and the wide sleeves embroidered with silver cloud patterns slipped down, revealing a pale blue old wound on her wrist.

"If the void rift were torn open, what would happen back then..."

His voice suddenly choked up, but he forced himself to remain calm. "Take the Xuanbing Mirror and the Soul-Suppressing Bell with you. If you encounter any unusual activity, send a message immediately."

Ran Cang clutched the charred talisman, his eyes reddening: "Grandmaster... Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, perhaps I should..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jun Sui interrupted him: "With your current teleportation skills, I'm afraid you can't even get yourself to the border."

He rarely showed a smile, and reached out to rub Ran Cang's head, the golden crown in his hair reflecting a cold light.

"Follow your master closely and learn well. When I return, I will check your talismans."

The rain grew heavier, and Jun Sui's black cloak fluttered in the wind.

He looked back at the main hall one last time and saw Sui Si standing under the corridor, his pale figure almost blending into the rain.

Ran Cang chased after him for a few steps, but only managed to grab a jade slip that Jun Sui had dropped:

"Master, the Demon Emperor said that the secrets to a newly improved teleportation talisman are contained here!"

When they returned to the main hall, Sui Si was staring blankly at the astrolabe on the table.

Ran Cang gently placed the jade slip beside him and discovered that the copper bell his master was holding between his fingers was the very token he had risked his life to deliver to Jun Sui when he was trapped on the island in the middle of the lake.

"Master, will the Demon Emperor be alright?" Ran Cang asked cautiously.

Sui Si traced the cracks on the star chart with his fingertips, cracks left behind from when he fought alongside Jun Sui three hundred years ago.

"He is the ruler of the demon realm, and he has his own destiny."

The voice was soft, yet it seemed to be trying to convince herself, "It's just this rain..."

He looked out the window at the torrential rain, then suddenly got up and pulled out a dusty medicine box.

"We should prepare some healing pills."

Ran Cang gazed at his master's pale profile and suddenly recalled the conversation he had overheard last night.

Jun Sui said that if he returned this time, he would take Sui Si to Tianpu Cliff to see the snow.

Ran Cang gripped the jade slip in his hand, secretly vowing to learn all the life-saving spells before the Demon Emperor returned.

The rain intensified, and a faint medicinal fragrance rose from the main hall, permeating the still-wet talismans on the table.

The copper bells on the eaves swayed weakly in the heat, emitting intermittent tinkling sounds.

Ran Cang stood in the center of the bluestone courtyard, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, and gently tossed the newly made teleportation talisman into the air.

The moment the talisman left his hand, it transformed into a streak of light, soaring through the air and landing precisely on the top of a cloud-covered pine tree ten miles away, startling several perched birds.

Sui Si leaned back in the rattan chair, the celadon cup in his hand tilted slightly, and the ripples of the tea in the cup reflected the cold and aloof eyes of the Immortal Venerable.

He gazed at the fleeting streak of light, and a relieved smile finally appeared on his pale face:

"It seems he has truly mastered the skill."

The voice was soft, yet carried a subtle hint of emotion.