Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

Chapter 277 - 69: The Literary Master and Disciple, Part 2

"Can the Third Elder heal it?"

Wangshu’s clear blue eyes sparkled brightly.

The Third Elder coughed lightly twice and said, "Heal? Of course, I can heal it. But your ailment won’t go away quickly; it needs a few more days of treatment. Be patient and wait for it to improve."

The light in Wangshu’s eyes dimmed instantly, as if she already guessed this answer. The Third Elder always had various reasons to make her wait again and again, but she was really running out of patience.

"The Third Elder is well-acquainted with Lotus Peak. Proceed as you see fit. I’ll go rest first."

The Third Elder found it increasingly strange; was there such a saying where a junior tells a senior to proceed as they see fit? She couldn’t immediately recall the use of such an idiom, so she retorted:

"Why are you suddenly speaking in idioms now? Are you planning to take the exam?"

The exam referred to was an evaluation in the Profound Sky Sect’s Book Immortal Peak, used to measure one’s level in the literary path, applicable both internally and externally. Those who passed were called scholars and enjoyed high status within the Book Immortal Peak. Only those who passed could have the qualification to author and educate.

"I don’t want to take it at all."

Wangshu took out a thick book from the Qiankun Bag, with the bold words ’Complete Idioms’ on the cover, and a small line beneath it—Book Immortal Peak Special Revised Edition.

The Third Elder was surprised: "Weren’t you the same as your master, the one who hated reading? Why are you even looking at such a dull book of idioms?"

What the Third Elder said was true. This master and disciple seemed like elegant, aloof female immortals, but in reality, they were just barely literate and not skilled in literary arts.

While the Lotus Sword Venerable was older and better off, not speaking with quoted references or eloquence, at least he could understand others. Wangshu was much worse, often asking others for meanings of words.

"It’s because my junior brother always talks in idioms. He’s so handsome, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, graceful and talented..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

The Third Elder rolled her beautiful eyes, feeling that these words did not match You Su, that lousy guy: "Are you learning idioms just to praise him?"

"No." Wangshu carefully put away this precious book, blinking her blue eyes innocently, "I don’t want to always ask what he means when he speaks; I want to directly understand what he’s saying, so I started learning."

The Third Elder felt a blow to her heart; such an innocent girl working hard on something she dislikes just to understand what you’re saying at once—did You Su save the world in his past life?!

After asking herself "why" hundreds of times in her heart, the Third Elder rubbed her exaggerated chest and cautioned:

"You can tell me this, but by no means tell your junior brother."

"Why?" Wangshu asked sincerely.

"Because... if you say it, won’t it reveal that you don’t like reading? Men surely like women who are well-read and reasonable. Do you know what that means?"

Wangshu nodded happily, like a chick pecking at rice, "Yes, yes! I understand!"

The Third Elder was a bit speechless, looking at this girl so joyful with a little progress and sighed:

"Don’t worry, your junior brother will be back soon. I told you he went to prepare a gift for you and your master, otherwise, he wouldn’t be gone so long. The task I set is just to cover for him, you just wait patiently, I’ll go find your master."

"Thank you, Third Elder!"

Wangshu sweetly thanked, then lightly stepped back to her room, briskly repeating to herself, "Well-read and reasonable, well-read and reasonable..."

The Third Elder shook her head helplessly; if young Wangshu did this much for her, she’d give her heart out to Wangshu, let alone the impact such words would have on a man.

That’s why she urged Wangshu not to tell You Su, she absolutely couldn’t let things worsen! She must protect the innocent little Wangshu, not let her fall into You Su’s clutches!

The Third Elder clenched her dainty fist and walked briskly into the fairy forest behind the courtyard.

...

"Sigh..."

He Shutong stared in a daze at her own jade-like legs beneath the water, her worries like the unsettled mist on the Lotus Pool.

She had sighed softly more times than she knew, all because of what the Third Elder said about that youth preparing a gift outside. But in fact, she never demanded any gift; what she did for You Su was what he deserved.

This youth always viewed others’ kindness towards him as a gift, while he saw his goodwill to others as taken for granted. This overly sensitive blind young man guarded everything he cherished with such care that it made her heart ache...

Another soft sigh, bringing along a gracefully full-figured beautiful woman.

"Smile, and you’ll be ten years younger; sigh, and you’ll be ten years older. Now you’re barely in the Void Realm, so maybe aging ten years doesn’t matter. But if you drop realms, at your two hundred years of age, you fear turning an old yellow pearl."

The Third Elder approached on her own, finding a stone to sit on.

"I remember telling the Third Elder, unless there’s news about my second student, please allow me to rest alone."

Though grateful for the Third Elder’s kindness, He Shutong sounded distant. She was also angered by the Third Elder’s cooperation with You Su in his random outings. If anything happened to You Su, she wouldn’t forgive the Third Elder.

The Third Elder felt a pang of sadness. Why was everyone on Lotus Peak like this? I was the one quietly giving and caring, wasn’t I?

She suddenly missed that blind one, at least he wasn’t so distant from her.

"Haven’t I told you? I placed a special restriction technique on You Su before he left. If anything happens, I would know immediately. Even now, I can feel that he’s fine."

Were it not for this reason, she might have stormed the Jade Ring Pool already. To ease the restless master and disciple duo, she had to choose to believe in You Su.

"Why did the Third Elder place a special restriction on my disciple?"

The Lotus Sword Venerable raised her eyebrows and gave a cold glare, her eyes sharp as swords, seeming to cut off the Third Elder’s coveting thoughts.

The Third Elder nearly fainted from anger, too tired to bother with this overconcerned woman. She pulled out a letter from her chest, tossing it towards He Shutong.

"It’s a letter from the Exorcism Bureau, specially instructed to be opened only by you."

He Shutong reached out to catch the drifting letter bearing a golden array seal, which could only be unlocked by the recipient’s Profound Qi.

She frowned slightly, as her withdrawn nature before joining the bureau was merely a wish to contribute to slaying evil, without deep ties to the powerful, mysterious organization.

The Exorcism Bureau could send messages directly through the Exorcism Order, making personally addressed letters extremely rare. He Shutong hadn’t received one in a long time.

As she slowly tore open the letter, just reading the first few words left her heart in a jolt; although the letter was addressed to her, its contents were closely linked to You Su.

She began reading nervously, afraid to overlook a single word, her expressions shifting many times. Eventually, she put down the letter, countless words condensed into a sigh, murmuring to herself:

"Unstained from the mud, washed but not demonic..."

Watching the master and disciple duo suddenly engage in literary arts left the Third Elder puzzled and anxious, urgently asking:

"What does the letter say?"

As she spoke, the letter slowly drifted back to her hand, and she impatiently read through its contents.

Her beautiful eyes widened increasingly, as if witnessing something incredible. She repeatedly checked the letter’s content in disbelief.

The Exorcism Bureau broke a thousand-year tradition, inviting a cultivator in the Middle Spirit Platform Realm to join?

Also, you went for a Lotus Heart replacement and along the way vanquished an evil spirit from a thousand years back—how is that possible?