Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

Chapter 119 - 103: A Teacher for a Day, a Mother for Life (Part 2)

Although He Shutong is the master of a peak, she bears few elder duties, as she rarely conducts lectures or accepts disciples. After leaving the Sect for eight years and now returning, should her cultivation dissipate, many would certainly covet her position as First Elder, especially those twenty-three junior elders she had consistently surpassed.

He Shutong raised her cup for a sip without responding.

"What exactly happened in Chuyun City? Even Gu Yao met his demise there."

He Shutong shook her head, "Everything I know has already been conveyed to the Head Elder in the decree."

"Alas, we can only wait for them to investigate first..." The Head Elder gently stroked his beard, "Wangshu is indeed your only disciple, her life is of utmost importance. Henceforth, do not recklessly let her leave the Sect."

"This time, I brought back a young man, along with Lingruo of the Snake Race from East Japan Continent; I intend to take both as my personal disciples."

The Head Elder’s voice was tinged with surprise: "So the Lotus Swordsmanship of the Thirteenth Elder is not passed down solely to one disciple?", finally lifting the lid of his cup, savoring the tea with a smile etched on his lean lips: "Eight years away from the Sect, it seems the Thirteenth Elder has indeed changed. In striving for that object, you’re even taking in more disciples."

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Thirteen mountains towered high, nestled among the Profound Sky Sect, making one marvel at the uncanny workmanship of nature and the extraordinary skills of immortal artisans. The Cloud Lotus Ship smoothly sailed toward one of the solitary mountains among the thirteen, its journey unhindered.

You Su noticed the wind sounds around him gradually diminish until they disappeared, realizing they had reached their destination.

"Junior Brother, we’ve arrived."

Wangshu Fairy reminded You Su, taking the lead in opening the cabin. The scene on Lotus Peak was not the extravagantly immortal scene imagined, but merely a simple and humble courtyard. If You Su could see clearly, he’d find the arrangement of this courtyard largely similar to the Mandarin Duck Sword Sect’s residence. Without the surrounding streams imbued with immortal essence and lush trees, it’d be hard to believe this could be the dwelling of a Profound Sky Sect Elder.

You Su stepped out of the cabin, noticing that the Master originally meditating on the deck was no longer there.

"Senior Sister, where did the Master go?"

"The Head Elder just came seeking the Master."

The Head Elder, being the foremost among the thirteen Great Elders, is second only to the Sect Leader of Profound Sky Sect, isn’t he?

You Su secretly felt astonished; it’s normal for the Master to report upon returning to the Sect after an eight-year absence, yet he didn’t expect the first to receive her would be such a distinguished figure.

Now, although the Cloud Lotus Ship had anchored, it didn’t land; its height, along with the hovering height, was about three to four meters.

After Wangshu Fairy spoke, she leapt gracefully from the deck, landing lightly, like an elegant white cat.

"Junior Brother, jump as well; I’ll catch you." Wangshu Fairy turned to You Su, saying seriously, and readying her hands as if to support You Su.

You Su’s mouth twitched, feeling overly underestimated by Wangshu Fairy. Although his cultivation level couldn’t compare to the self-proclaimed Feather Transformation Realm Senior Sister, it wasn’t so low as to require being caught after jumping from less than five meters high.

"Does Senior Sister take me for a three-year-old child?"

You Su gave a helpless smile, then pushed off with his legs to leap into the air.

Yet, as he confidently expected to land smoothly, his expression suddenly changed—something was amiss!

As soon as he left the Cloud Immortal Ship range, he felt the chaotic air currents swirling, not blowing from any particular direction; some were left, some were right, some were cold, some were warm. They wrapped around him, forcibly dragging him down, causing his body to falter and fall.

You Su attempted to resist, but the wild air currents possessed extraordinary force; his efforts to use Qi Movement to control his body resulted in the gathered Profound Qi just being absorbed into these bizarre air currents’ "allies."

No matter how outwardly ordinary it appeared as a village dwelling, its essence remained one of the thirteen mystical peaks of Profound Sky Sect; how could it be so simple?

You Su furrowed his brows, preparing to draw the Mo Song Sword to aid his landing when a pair of jade hands gently cradled him in a princess carry gesture.

You Su found himself in Wangshu Fairy’s embrace, like a hero rescued by a beauty. He glanced at Wangshu Fairy, within the blur of her features, two sapphire-like eyes were untainted.

Wangshu Fairy set You Su down, his feet barely touching the ground; the chaotic air currents were no longer felt. Remarkably disturbed, he quickly stood back a bit before extending a courtesy:

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

"No need to thank me." Wangshu Fairy’s tone was calm, without a hint of teasing, yet You Su discerned a trace of joy at being thanked.

Perhaps, facing the pure-minded Wangshu Fairy, even in the supposed shameful state in front of her, You Su felt no embarrassment or awkwardness.

"Senior Sister, what is this strange wind?" You Su couldn’t help but sincerely inquire.

"It’s called the Wind of Trouble."

You Su mentally repeated the name, somewhat puzzled, and thus asked: "Why is it not felt upon landing?"

"It’s not that it’s not felt, but that it’s become tame."

Wangshu Fairy reached out one hand into the air, a thin mist immediately twined around her exquisitely-jointed fingers, obedient like a familiar spiritual beast.

"Many places in the Divine Mountain have this Wind of Trouble; where it exists, one cannot soar, only walk."

Wangshu Fairy did not elaborate further, yet You Su understood. The Divine Mountain is filled with Immortal abodes, sect strongholds, how could cultivators be freely roaming among them? Walking is a fundamental respect toward these sacred places.