Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

Chapter 156 - 122: Please Bring Him Over

A flock of immortal cranes flew past under the feet of two supreme immortals. The First Elder glanced at the Venerable Su Yin, who had an air of celestial elegance, raised his white eyebrows and said with a smile:

"It’s rare to hear such an evaluation from Venerable Su Yin. It seems the Lotus Sword Venerable has truly brought back another surprise for our Profound Sky Sect. Such a cornerstone of our sect must not be easily broken."

Venerable Su Yin’s eyes flashed with an unusual expression. He turned his head, looking at the smiling First Elder, and said:

"What does the Celestial Technique Venerable mean? Have you changed your mind?"

"What do you mean by changing my mind? I never promised Venerable Su Yin anything."

"The last appearance of the Dream-eating Ghost was in Chuyun City! And this child is also from Chuyun City! Are you trying to play dumb with me, Celestial Technique Venerable?"

"It’s just a coincidence. Our Zhongyuan Continent is rich in talent and genius. What does it have to do with the treasure stolen from your Celestial Revelation Divine Mountain?"

The First Elder responded calmly.

Venerable Su Yin snorted coldly, shook his empty sleeves, and the surging Profound Qi swirled within his sleeves:

"The Profound Sky Sect, touted as the model Immortal Sect, is said to have thrived on Henggao Divine Mountain by relying on bullying and unreasonable practices. I never believed it. Now, seeing it again, those rumors seem true!"

The First Elder laughed heartily, his laughter bold and carefree. The sea of clouds beneath seemed to be influenced by him, faintly transforming into an array pattern.

"It seems Venerable Su Yin is the unreasonable one. You refuse to say what treasure was lost, yet insist that this young man obtained it, yet the treasure is nowhere to be found on him. Instead of finding the missing Dream-eating Ghost, you want me to hand over this blind boy. Are you really bullying me because I’m old?"

Venerable Su Yin glimpsed the changing sea of clouds beneath him, his heart tightened. He looked again at the benevolent First Elder, feeling turbulent waves surging within him:

"You’re... not in the Void Realm!"

The sea of clouds, resembling a gigantic array, instantly shattered, transforming back into ethereal drifting clouds, as if nothing had ever changed.

"For a thousand years, no cultivator in the world has broken through to the Celestial Awakening Realm, and I am no exception."

The First Elder stroked his thick white beard and commented calmly:

"Venerable Su Yin, please leave."

Venerable Su Yin looked intently at this old man who had lived for so many years. But the other remained serene and composed, revealing nothing of his true intentions.

He took a deep breath, having to give up. Even within the Qiming Sect, he was not the most distinguished Elder and had no qualification to speak on equal terms with the First Elder of the Profound Sky Sect.

"It is Su Yin’s fault for being disrespectful. If there are any updates about the Dream-eating Ghost, Celestial Technique Venerable, please inform us promptly. It is very important to Celestial Revelation Divine Mountain."

The First Elder waved his hand:

"Go on, you cannot take this blind boy with you."

Venerable Su Yin pursed his lips in silence, saluted, and retreated, suppressing the discontent in his heart.

The First Elder remained in place, muttering to himself:

"What celestial treasure could possibly be so valued by Celestial Revelation Divine Mountain? And I wonder if the Thirteenth Elder has brought back a pleasant surprise or a shock for our sect..."

...

Lotus Peak, Lotus Pool.

He Shutong continued to lean against the white stone by the pool, her exquisite figure hidden beneath the mist.

She lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling lightly. Although she should meditate and focus to recuperate, the thought of You Su currently battling with Mr. Chihong’s true disciple, who had been under his tutelage for seven years, made it hard for her to remain calm.

She attempted to stand up, only to sit down again in frustration. In hindsight, it was unwise to make that agreement with You Su, leaving her to sit here waiting for news from the Third Elder, which was more nerve-wracking than her shattered Spirit Platform.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, a joyful expression appeared on her exquisite, otherworldly face.

She straightened up, eagerly awaiting the arrival.

The Third Elder approached, swaggering along with a wine gourd, exuding a captivating aura. Her blue dress framed her voluptuous silhouette, like a ripe green pear.

The Third Elder leaned against a spiritual tree on the shore, her expression serious, her brows furrowed, causing He Shutong’s heart to clench. As a venerable, her voice trembled slightly:

"Lost...?"

"Won."

The Third Elder’s worried expression suddenly melted into a smile, looking at He Shutong’s complex expression, finding it amusing and delightful.

Caught speechless, He Shutong could only lament that her concern had led to confusion, allowing herself to be so easily fooled.

"The Third Elder is truly young at heart."

The Third Elder placed a hand on her chest and said:

"The older you get, the more you need to return to simplicity. The Thirteenth Elder should also understand this principle."

"I am taught a good lesson." He Shutong’s voice was cool.

"The Thirteenth Elder doesn’t seem surprised at all that You Su could win?" the Third Elder asked, taking a sip of Immortal Brew, intrigued:

"You’ve been away from the sect for eight years, maybe you don’t know. This little apprentice Mr. Chihong took seven years ago is a rare innate sword body in a hundred years. At eighteen, he comprehended the Heaven-Burning Sword Intent. The First Elder once commented that given time, he could burn away all the world’s evil. Such an opponent, and you believe You Su could win?"

"I am well aware of my disciple’s capability." He Shutong spoke with certainty.

One sword cleaved through the fog, slaying Mr. Liou possessed by the remora-like Ming Kun. How could such a You Su be defeated by a mere peer? She of course also did not possess any special physique, yet stood atop this peak.

"Huh, you do have a way with words. But when I came in, your expression wasn’t like that."

The Third Elder pointedly remarked, mercilessly revealing the truth.

He Shutong felt slightly embarrassed, her expression awkward. It wasn’t You Su’s victory or defeat she cared about, but simply You Su himself.

"You Su is more formidable than you think."

"Enough, enough, no need to emphasize. Soon the whole sect will know the prowess of your new disciple."

The Third Elder retrieved a green memory stone from her bulging robe and tossed it to He Shutong in the pool:

"Memory Stone, see for yourself."

The sound of water echoed as He Shutong caught it. A light screen projected from the memory stone, and He Shutong watched the image of the black-robed youth intently.

The Third Elder thought to herself, does it need such serious attention?

"What kind of physique does this disciple of yours have?" the Third Elder casually asked.

"No special physique."

"Even hiding it from me? Is there something unmentionable?"

"I truly don’t know. He should have his own fortuitous encounter."

"Well, that fortuitous encounter must be incredible, allowing a Spirit Platform Realm boy to need to drain your Immortal Seed dry just to fill himself."

"The Immortal Seed has withered?" He Shutong was slightly stunned, "How is he now?"

"Little Wangshu brought him back. Now he lies on the glazed bed I brought, recuperating. After twice over-exerting himself, he’s fallen into a coma. It might take some time for him to recover. Being a disciple of your Lotus Peak is really no easy feat," the Third Elder teased.

He Shutong remained silent for a moment, suddenly standing up, water droplets cascading down her graceful curves, creating ripples. In the mist, her divine beauty hidden, like Chang’e on the moon.

"Third Elder, please bring him over."

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