Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

"Mr. He?"

You Su furrowed his sword-like eyebrows and looked towards He Kongyue.

With his Divine Sense, he couldn’t accurately perceive the cultivation level of the newcomer, certainly someone above the Condensed Water Realm.

He Kongyue, however, didn’t speak. Instead, he continued to share the yak jerky with You Su, displaying a calm and composed demeanor.

"Oh, I didn’t expect someone to have beaten us to this cave!"

A coarse male voice echoed, as a tall middle-aged man donned in a wide-brimmed hat and a cloak strode into the cave, a broad sword at his side. His face bore a striking scar extending from the brow to the mouth, giving him a fierce appearance.

Following him was a curvaceous female cultivator in a camel-colored immortal gown. Her true visage was hidden by a veil, revealing only her graceful eyebrows and captivating eyes. Her allure was evident, like a ripe peach, explaining Mr. Huo’s eagerness to find a secluded cave to share a night with her.

"Mr. You, have a taste."

He Kongyue, with a pale countenance characteristic of a frail young nobleman, ignored Mr. Huo’s words entirely, not even sparing him a glance.

Likewise, You Su took He Kongyue’s cue, chewing the yak jerky, savoring the lingering meat fragrance between his lips and teeth, and exclaimed:

"It is indeed delicious!"

Mr. Huo, noticing he was ignored, raised his scarred eyebrow:

"Fellow cultivators, I spotted this cave first. It’s rather unbecoming to occupy it like this."

He, too, a seasoned cultivator, immediately identified the newly constructed stone formation outside, realizing that these two must have arrived only recently.

"Mr. You, earlier we joked that this cave belonged to the mountain bears, but look, the bear has come knocking."

He Kongyue chuckled and shook his head, still not acknowledging Mr. Huo.

"How dare you speak like that?!" The unspeaking Mr. Huo had his defense taken up by the curvaceous Miss Fu, who heaved her ample chest, "Show some respect to Mr. Huo! Do you know who Mr. Huo is?!"

Only then did He Kongyue turn with interest, his gaze lingered not on Mr. Huo but on the enchanting silhouette of the female cultivator.

"Oh? We truly don’t know. Please, Miss, enlighten us."

Mr. Huo, noticing He Kongyue’s audacious stare, his glare intensified, yet he refrained from an immediate outburst, clearly granting He Kongyue and You Su a chance to retreat sensibly.

"Mr. Huo is the second master of the Wild Sword Sect of Zhongyuan Continent, Huo Yuandi, renowned for his Lower Feather Transformation realm craftsmanship. Speak wisely."

The female cultivator chided, her tone full of reverence.

Huo Yuandi was immensely satisfied with her introduction, his chin subconsciously rising slightly.

Upon hearing this, You Su was mildly astonished. No wonder Huo Yuandi was so confident; he was indeed a formidable cultivator of the Feather Transformation Realm. Facing a Spirit Platform paired with a Water Condensation Perfection, he had ample confidence to claim the cave.

He Kongyue stroked his chin in thought, then shook his head mournfully with palpable disappointment:

"Never heard of him, thought he was someone universally renowned."

Of course, He Kongyue’s remark was deliberate; he might not know Huo Yuandi personally, but he surely knew of the famous Wild Sword Sect in the northern Zhongyuan Continent.

"You!"

Miss Fu’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, her fists clenched in agitation.

"No need to speak further, Miss. Fellow cultivators, I spotted this cave first. Please, leave."

"What if we refuse?"

He Kongyue shot a bright glance, meeting Huo Yuandi’s aggressive gaze.

Huo Yuandi was momentarily taken aback; this sickly and frail scholar dared to challenge him?!

Accustomed to respect, he gracely grasped the hilt of the broad sword in his embrace.

"You dare not recognize your place! All of us are seeking opportunity here, fellow cultivators must adhere to the rule of first come, first served. Leave promptly, lest you become a laughingstock!"

Miss Fu interjected once more, delivering a final ultimatum to He Kongyue and You Su.

Nervously preparing for conflict, You Su deeply felt the stark differences between people; He Kongyue might treat even a life-or-death beast with courtesy, yet this Feather Transformation cultivator could fabricate facts to uphold a guise of righteousness.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss." He Kongyue flashed a gentle smile, "I know you mean well, urging us to save our lives and leave, but we won’t. Female sword cultivators of the Wild Sword Sect don’t possess your graceful allure. Frankly, you’d be better with me than this brute."

You Su raised a brow; whether He Kongyue was serious about poaching was irrelevant. At least, he realized He Kongyue’s steadfast resolve not to yield. As his companion, You Su naturally stood by his friend’s choice.

With a whoosh, Huo Yuandi drew his wide sword from its sheath. The blade was weathered and as fierce as the owner’s visage.

"Mr. Huo!"

The ring of the sword astonished the female cultivator, prompting her to halt Huo Yuandi and chide He Kongyue:

"How shameless of you, with your frail looks, daring to lust over sister? Sister could squash you with one seat, leave before you lose your life!"

"Seems Miss prefers masculine vigor, no problem, my brother here is rugged, but rugged men are dependable."

You Su even stroke his beard for effect.

Miss Fu seeing this, could only lower her head in resignation.

Mr. Huo, witnessing a coarse Spirit Platform upper realm rival vying for his beauty, was infuriated, and shouted: