Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

The spell cast by the Venerable Void Realm, how could You Su, merely a Spirit Platform Upper Realm cultivator, ever break free?

You Su knew well that his anger was of no use, but aside from being angry, there was nothing else he could do, left only to watch as the Golden Needles flowed through He Kongyue’s limbs and bones.

He nervously thought of a strategy:

Mr. He holds such a prestigious position—should he be found interacting with evil spirits, he couldn’t be executed immediately. As long as he desperately pleads for several moments, Mr. He will definitely be taken back to Return God Mountain, and then he’ll have a chance to...

"This child is unharmed, still one of our human race cultivators."

Venerable Jiyuan, looking at the golden light more intense in his hand, made this proclamation.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding individuals felt both relieved and disappointed at the lack of entertainment, yet no one dared to question Venerable Jiyuan’s investigative results.

You Su immediately felt relieved from his tension, momentarily at a loss.

Mr. He is still a normal person? What is the cause of this?

Is it because my Qi is overly abundant, leading to an overflow, and then seeped into the water in that dark river, causing Mr. He, who was swimming with me, to accidentally swallow a few gulps?!

You Su was so shocked that he thought of such an absurd scenario.

Though puzzled, he knew he stood on the moral high ground now.

The restriction technique at his feet relaxed, and he swiftly grasped the Mo Song Sword on the ground:

"Save him! Immediately! No matter what the cost, he can pay it!"

You Su initially intended to say ’I can pay it,’ but lacked the confidence to claim as such.

Venerable Jiyuan watched him with a smile at the corner of his lips:

"Mr. You’s deep friendship is admirable. This was my impetuousness; saving him is only natural. Please don’t hold it against me, young friend."

Everyone was astonished that this highly respected elder would actually admit his mistake to a young junior like You Su?

You Su pursed his lips, also feeling somewhat unworthy. After all, the other was merely intent on evil-detection. The two were simply in different positions, unrelated to right or wrong.

"Such need is unnecessary, just save him quickly. I’ll persuade him to let bygones be bygones."

Venerable Jiyuan slightly nodded, then spread his left palm flat, hovering it a foot above He Kongyue, releasing a gentle red glow that illuminated He Kongyue’s front.

As darkness fell, the red glow cast a radiant and captivating light on He Kongyue.

After a brief moment, Venerable Jiyuan withdrew his palm.

"He is no longer in danger, Mr. You, do not worry. These two bottles of Nourishing Source Elixir are my apologies; please accept them."

The elder retrieved another bottle from the medicine bag at his right chest, sending them, floating through the air, to You Su’s side.

The sword cultivators watching were envious; just one of these Nourishing Source Elixirs would be fiercely contested over in the outside world, as anything that could enhance Primordial Qi was extremely precious, with even a trace of Primordial Qi requiring an extremely long time of arduous cultivation to accumulate. And yet, both You Su and He Kongyue each received a bottle. Everyone lamented, wishing they could stand and say they had secretly taken Chengying as their master too, and asking to be inspected as well.

"Upon not having seen you for years, Venerable Jiyuan, your medical skills have improved again."

The Great Elder of the Hualan Sect smiled as he stroked his beard, sincerely admiring.

Previously, he clearly saw He Kongyue’s shinbone was broken, with many hidden injuries on his body. However, Venerable Jiyuan merely reached out to nourish him, and all his injuries instantly healed. Such miraculous healing skills, how could one not be amazed?

Ye Erong also finally smiled, though her grandfather Ye Langtian didn’t look so pleased.

"You’re too kind, too kind," Venerable Jiyuan humbly replied.

Just then, the atmosphere shifted once more.

Venerable Jiyuan, gazing at the sky, said slowly:

"It seems everything must now be entrusted to the Exorcism Bureau to take over..."

The Great Elder of the Hualan Sect laughed and said:

"So be it. We shall await the outcome quietly. It’s been years since I saw Venerable Jiyuan. How about visiting our Hualan Sect for a chat?"

"It’d be my pleasure! As long as the Hualan Sect doesn’t mind an old man’s presence."

The Great Elder of the Hualan Sect quickly responded: "How could we? It would be an honor! By the way, it’s also been a long time since I saw Venerable Langtian, how about you accompany us?"

Ye Langtian understood it was merely an attempt to invite him along and shook his head to decline:

"Next time, my granddaughter was frightened; I’ll take her home first."

"Frightened, understood."

The Great Elder of the Hualan Sect cupped his hands, initially intending to show some concern to Ye Erong when suddenly, as if sensing something, he hurriedly bid farewell to Ye Langtian.

In a blink of an eye, all three venerables vanished without a trace.

Looking up at the sky, there floated a mass of purple light.

It vaguely outlined a woman with an extremely exaggerated figure, but when she cast her pure white eyes downward, everyone involuntarily lowered their heads, unable to meet her gaze.

"I’ll handle things here, take these two back first."

Venerable Hua Jing slightly tilted her head, glancing at Tiao Yaoyao kneeling on the ground.

"Yes."

...

This sedan-like flying magical artifact, even Tiao Yaoyao had one.

It seemed it was standard for Hua Jing’s personal maids.

You Su sat inside, feeling particularly familiar as he had once lain there too, only now it was He Kongyue’s turn.

"Thank you, Sister Yaoyao, for the rescue." You Su cupped his hands in gratitude.

"I look younger than you, calling me ’Sister’ isn’t fitting."

"Apologies, I couldn’t see..."

"Ah?" Tiao Yaoyao realized she made the wrong joke and quickly said, "I look younger, but am actually older, even older than Zi Yiyi."

Saying this, she puffed up her prominent chest, it was unclear what she meant by being older than Zi Yiyi.

"Just call me Yaoyao, you’re a Divine Son, I dare not let you call me sister."

"Understood, Sister Yaoyao."

Tiao Yaoyao gave a sweet smile, showing You Su wasn’t inclined to put on airs in her presence: