Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

"How does the First Elder know it was stolen by an evil cultivator?"

"Each Profound Spirit Pearl has a piece of me in it; how could I not know?" The First Elder patted You Su’s shoulder earnestly, "I know some female evil cultivators can be extremely seductive, and it’s normal for young cultivators like you to struggle with self-control. But you’re different; this time you were tricked into losing a Profound Spirit Pearl, next time who knows what it’ll be. Seize the opportunity."

You Su wanted to explain, but given the result, he indeed had been duped, so he could only sigh in embarrassment.

Just then, Wangshu came over and grabbed his hand:

"First Elder, my junior brother said it was stolen, not that he was deceived. He wouldn’t be taken in by a bad woman."

Her hand was cold, but her words were warming, and You Su was deeply moved.

The First Elder glanced at their clasped hands, raised his thick white eyebrows, studied You Su’s face, and said with a hint of irritation:

"No wonder Wangshu is so sure your junior brother wouldn’t fall for a bad woman..."

Wangshu didn’t understand what the elder meant, but You Su understood perfectly.

He didn’t want to hide anything and instead held his senior sister’s hand tightly: "Senior sister, junior brother is waiting for you to return."

Wangshu’s blue eyes curved, as if she was about to embrace You Su.

"Cough, cough!"

The First Elder turned his head and coughed forcefully as a warning.

"Senior sister... The First Elder is still here..." You Su had to remind her quietly.

Wangshu looked puzzled and stopped:

"Can only hug when the First Elder isn’t around?"

The old man thought they were parting with a reluctant embrace, but you’ve been secretly hugging all along!

With those words, the First Elder’s expression darkened even more. After all, the pure white maiden was the prized jewel of the Exorcism Bureau and Profound Sky Sect, yet entrapped by You Su...

Even if one is a Divine Son and the other a Divine Maiden, no one said you two have to be a pair!

The First Elder felt like his precious cabbage had been devoured by a wild boar and snorted coldly, completely turning away.

You Su pursed his lips. Although it was awkward with the First Elder on the side, he didn’t want his senior sister’s hope to be dashed. Deciding inwardly, he stepped forward and gently embraced Wangshu.

"Senior sister, stay safe."

You Su gently reminded as he reluctantly separated from his senior sister.

"Go!"

The First Elder’s remark came almost through his nostrils, with a tone of finality, afraid these two would delay further.

Wangshu nodded slightly and, after one last glance at You Su with eyes like autumn waters, quickly followed the heavy footsteps of the First Elder.

You Su stood in place, waving to bid farewell to his senior sister.

...

"Been busy lately?"

Through the thicker winter mist, He Shutong observed the black-clad, ink-haired youth.

"Somewhat..."

You Su felt that Master was complaining about how he hadn’t been to the Pool to find her lately.

"Busy with what?" He Shutong asked calmly as if to find out.

If in the past, Master spoke calmly, You Su would have thought nothing of it, but now, even a slight coldness in her tone made You Su uneasy, worrying if she was upset.

Out of helplessness, You Su had to disclose all about assisting the Third Elder in running the shop, fearing Master would see it as neglecting his duties.

However, He Shutong wasn’t as rigid as he feared. Instead, she was very interested in You Su’s various creative ideas and praised him highly:

"Absolutely brilliant, stomping the foot; these words seem childish but are particularly expressive, and you thought of them."

You Su scratched his head, "No, no, just random thoughts."

It wasn’t anything presentable he was willing to admit.

"The character in your story indeed fits the Third Elder; I’m sure she will like it."

"Let’s hope."

"But what exactly are these stockings? They seem incredibly appealing?"

He Shutong was curious, feeling that much had changed in the world while she was in retreat at the Lotus Pool.

Previously, she might not have cared, but now all these changes involved You Su. She felt like a mother wanting to understand her child’s hobbies better, unwilling to let a generational gap grow between them.

"Master interested?" You Su’s voice was very light.

"Of course, since Wangshu, Lingruo, you, and the Third Elder made them together, I certainly want to see them."

You Su clenched his fist, as if making a decision.

As one of the owners of Bihua Pavilion, he had several pairs of stockings from the pavilion on him.

With a swift motion over the Qiankun Bag, two pairs of lace-edged high-end stockings appeared in his hands.

He placed them gently on the nearby white stone, feeling his breath tighten and unable to hide his nervousness:

"Then I’ll give these two pairs to Master; if Master likes them, Su’Er will buy more for you."

You Su felt he was being exceptionally bold, wondering how many disciples across the Five Continents dared give stockings to their master...

Thankfully they are fake... You Su inwardly chanted.

"Thank you, Su’Er; I will cherish them."

He Shutong’s eyes flowed, calling Su’Er this nickname once, then again so smoothly.

You Su kept his head down, afraid to meet Master’s gaze.

He gritted his teeth and suddenly remembered the fleeting glance before he fainted at the Lotus Pool, that dazzling and mesmerizing white...

And if this Divine Maiden’s body donned these lace stockings...

You Su felt his blood boil, uncontrolled, about to rush out of his nasal cavity. He quickly raised his head, unwilling to show weakness before Master.

It wasn’t entirely his fault. He’d been busy with Bihua Pavilion lately, and even his junior sister hadn’t fulfilled his appetite, accumulating quite a bit of yang energy.

And when a man is vigorous with yang energy, it’s easy to let the imagination wander...

"You haven’t... vented your yang energy lately?"