Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

Chapter 166 - 126: Gifted Garments and Sword Learning; Memories of Shi Yan

"The Third Elder’s gift is indeed unique."

You Su looked at his senior sister’s earnest appraisal and could only chuckle in agreement.

"There are so many treasures here that I can’t use them all. Is there anything you like, Senior Sister?"

A junior brother who knows how to share is truly a good junior brother.

Wangshu was momentarily stunned, her gaze sweeping over the eight treasures on the ground. Each had a unique use, but she showed no particular attachment; she merely shook her head, saying:

"These are gifts from the Elders for you, Junior Brother. I can’t take them."

"What’s mine is yours, Senior Sister. Take whatever you like."

Yet, she continued to shake her head.

Since joining the peak, Wangshu had always taken meticulous care of him, and You Su had always wanted to repay her but lacked the means. As a young man from a small town, what gifts could he offer that would be worthy of a Celestial Immortal like her? These gifts from the Elders fortuitously enriched his meager possessions.

His gaze also passed over these gifts, realizing none seemed particularly useful to Senior Sister, almost like they were redundant.

Finally, You Su’s eyes landed on the expensive snow fox fur, which, though it was still autumn, seemed to be frosted and snow-laden, radiating a detached elegance.

The warming function of the snow fox fur would be largely useless for Senior Sister, who was in the Feather Transformation Realm, but the beauty of clothing lay not only in warmth but also in embellishing one’s appearance.

"Senior Sister, take this fox fur. I come from a humble background, and I can’t wear this. Such a beautiful piece should be worn by someone as beautiful as Senior Sister."

Hearing this, Wangshu lightly blinked twice and said, "But I’ve never taken off my mask. How does Junior Brother know that Senior Sister is beautiful?"

"Even if I were blind, I’d know that under the mask, Senior Sister is surely beautiful in my heart."

You Su sincerely praised, for her poise and grace were captivating enough without needing to reveal her face.

Wangshu seemed lost in thought, lowering her head in silence for a while before looking up again with an excited expression, asking:

"Do you really want to give it to me, Junior Brother?"

"Of course, you’re the only one who suits it perfectly," You Su said with certainty.

"Thank you, Junior Brother, then I’ll take this snow fox fur."

You Su responded with a refreshing smile, "No need to be polite, Senior Sister."

Wangshu reached out to take the snow fox fur from You Su and immediately draped it over herself.

Her tall and well-proportioned figure, adorned with a snow-white dress base and the fox fur, enhanced her already unparalleled elegance with an added touch of nobility.

Wangshu twirled lightly, like a solitary snowflake descending from the sky.

You Su was momentarily entranced, realizing that fixating on the face beneath the mask would be a disrespect to her natural beauty.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, he averted his gaze, even though she had already seen him with open eyes, unaware that he could regain his sight.

You Su suddenly realized that the women close to him all seemed to be exceptionally beautiful...

"Thank you, Junior Brother. I really like it, and I will keep wearing it," Wangshu sincerely said.

You Su could tell she wasn’t just saying this to humor him. But why did Senior Sister’s attitude change from indifferent to liking it after he praised its beauty?

He didn’t dwell on this too much, smiling warmly:

"As long as Senior Sister likes it."

He took her promise of wearing it always more as a jest, as at that moment, his eyes returned to normal.

Surprisingly, it was Senior Sister who first suggested parting ways, adjusting the collar of her fur as she walked towards her room, looking back every few steps; You Su put the other treasures away and returned to his room.

Sitting in a chair, Wangshu gazed into a pure glazed mirror. Her hand hovered over the mask that covered her face, seemingly wanting to remove it, but after a moment’s hesitation, she gently put it down.

She brought out a congratulatory note she had quietly tucked into the fox fur, which ended with four words: "A gift for a perfect couple."

Her eyes showed eagerness, mixed with curiosity:

"Perfect couple... what does it mean?"

...

The following days were spent in peaceful cultivation, undisturbed. Not even the Third Elder visited.

You Su looked at the forest behind the small courtyard, feeling inexplicably contemplative.

His master hadn’t driven him away, nor had she sought him out again, but she was in seclusion, and it was he who had pestered her constantly. Her not summoning him was appropriate.

Yet, after such events, You Su felt somewhat lost, torn between looking forward to seeing his master again and fearing the awkwardness that might arise in their relationship. After all, it had taken much effort to improve their relationship, and he cherished it dearly.

Because of this, he could only silently reproach himself, even foregoing cultivation of the True Yang Sword Nurturing Spell.

Until his junior sister returned, he couldn’t allow that situation to occur again.

Apart from meditation and reading, he began to learn the Lotus Swordsmanship from Wangshu, who taught without complaint, waiting outside You Su’s room well before each lesson.

You Su felt guilty for taking up Senior Sister’s cultivation time and repeatedly urged her not to, but she just shook her head, saying that her special constitution didn’t require her to sit in meditation to draw Qi.

You Su was envious upon hearing this, thinking that this must be what a true genius was—Profound Qi didn’t even need to be drawn in; instead, it eagerly sought to be absorbed by her.