Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind-Chapter 44 - 38: Asking Master Again

The sun rose, and the area in front of the City Lord’s mansion was once again teeming with people.

There were thirty-three cultivators registered for this Immortal Ascension Conference, among whom one had a bye in the first round, coincidentally, it was Wu Cheng.

Today was the second round, with Wu Cheng’s match scheduled first. Everyone arrived early, eager to witness the splendor of this renowned young man of the city.

Wu Cheng’s opponent was named Liang Hong, the only son of another prominent family in the city, the Liang Family. Naturally, he was also a well-known genius in Chuyun City, though he fell short compared to Wu Cheng’s reputation. Due to his extreme dislike for You Su, he was considered a friend of Wu Cheng.

The two faced each other from a distance at the center of the arena. Liang Hong showed no cowardice, even though he knew he might not be a match for Wu Cheng, he couldn’t help but consider whether this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The bronze drums sounded, sunlight illuminating the open arena, Wu Cheng drew his sword, ending the match with lightning speed. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Shouxi Sect was not a Sword Sect; Sword Dao was merely a branch within the sect. Most disciples primarily practiced skills, and Wu Cheng was no exception. However, today, he didn’t even use his skills, insisting on winning with a single sword stroke, as if competing with You Su, who also quickly resolved his battle yesterday.

This battle made everyone present understand that even among geniuses, there are differences in levels. It was also clear that the one standing on this Immortal Ascension Conference stage in the end would only be either You Su or Wu Cheng.

Qi Daodong remained calm, gently stroking his white beard, as if he had predicted all of this long ago, not caring at all about the Liang Family Patriarch’s ashen face. Even Mr. Liou and Gu Yao couldn’t help but nod in approval.

Though this match was astonishing, it lacked entertainment; ordinary people preferred the evenly matched battles to come. Meanwhile, they eagerly anticipated what brilliant performance You Su would deliver in the final round.

In the afternoon, it was time for You Su’s match.

Before leaving, You Su told his junior sister that he would compete with someone, that the one who was stronger would have a better chance at gaining the learning opportunity. He specifically advised Ji Lingruo to continue resting and not sneak over to watch him compete.

Ji Lingruo rolled her eyes charmingly, saying she hadn’t planned to go anyway, as You Su would effortlessly defeat those people with no spectacle worth seeing.

There wasn’t a chance she would watch You Su flaunt his prowess in front of everyone, then show that nauseating "Wow, Senior Brother is amazing" expression.

Under the fervent gaze of the audience, You Su walked to the center of the arena. His opponent today was named Gao Li, only a year older than You Su, but he was the number one under thirty in the Wind Thunder Fist Sect and the junior Sheng Ziling aimed to surpass.

However, in fact, You Su didn’t know him at all, as there was no grudge or even interaction between them. You Su could sense that the quiet and composed opponent before him was a true cultivator, thus a sense of respect arose in his heart.

Indeed, Gao Li was not an average talent, being much stronger than Sheng Ziling. You Su was not one to deliberately disdain his opponents, but Sheng Ziling from the previous day was simply too annoying, leading You Su to mercilessly crush him. Facing Gao Li, You Su intentionally restrained his sword stance to engage with his opponent’s powerful punches, resulting in a genuine sparring match without either side solely aiming for victory.

Until Gao Li’s punch, filled with Qi Force, was parried by You Su, and he decisively conceded with cupped fists, ending this brilliant duel thoroughly.

The audience enjoyed the match immensely, comparing it with Wu Cheng’s match from the morning. Both opponents were formidable, yet the ease of victory differed greatly. Many already had their own answers regarding who would ultimately receive the learning opportunity.

You Su didn’t care about these matters, and after asking about his match time for the next day, he left the arena.

He arrived home before dark, with his junior sister still resting.

Seizing the time, You Su practiced breathing exercises for a while until the sun set, then he walked to his master’s door.

Yesterday, he had asked his junior sister if she’d like to go to the Divine Mountain. Today, it was time to ask his master.

Counting the days, it had been ten days since his master last made a sound. In the past eight years, this wasn’t particularly long, the longest being forty-four days as per You Su’s record.

You Su didn’t know why his master, who claimed to have no cultivation, could fast for so many years. Perhaps she had consumed some heavenly material treasures or spirit pills.

Nevertheless, You Su always felt that his master, ethereal as a celestial being yet not one, gave an aura surpassing that of an immortal. Therefore, You Su always trusted his master’s words, believing someone so pure as a white lotus couldn’t harbor any filth.

You Su hesitated for a moment, then finally knocked on the door.

"Master?"

After waiting for a while, his master’s cold voice softly echoed, feeling even more ethereal than before:

"What is it?"

You Su nervously smoothed his wrinkles, unsure why he felt tense:

"I have a question for you, Master."

Regret surged in You Su immediately after he spoke: his opening line was exactly the same as last time. Would his master silently criticize him for being so inquisitive?

"Ask." His master responded straightforwardly.

"Master... do you want to go to Henggao Divine Mountain?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Um... Recently, an Immortal Master from Henggao Mountain came to Chuyun City, a deacon from the Profound Sky Sect. He has a learning opportunity quota for the Profound Sky Sect, which I want to strive for."

"Do you really want to join the Profound Sky Sect?" For the first time, his master’s voice showed some fluctuation, clearly interested in this question’s answer.

"I don’t necessarily want to join the Profound Sky Sect, learning won’t change my sect origin; I’m still a disciple of the Mandarin Duck Sword Sect. Although I am blind in sight, my heart isn’t blind. Without Master, I wouldn’t be who I am today, how could I possibly join another sect and take a new master while he is away traveling?" You Su hurriedly explained, fearing he hadn’t conveyed enough, continued to elaborate:

"I want to learn to gain different knowledge, meet different people, and experience the grandeur of the Divine Mountain while venturing to the pinnacle of this world. Master said when he returns, he would cause a stir across the Five Continents, so I naturally must strive to match the title of his disciple."

His master seemed to ponder over his words for a momentary silence before providing her answer:

"I want to."

You Su’s face lit up with joy, gently clenching his fists.

His greatest concern was that his master didn’t want to leave the Mandarin Duck Sword Sect, and instead remained waiting indefinitely for Master’s uncertain return. Luckily, everything proceeded according to his plan, as though the days of healing his junior sister and master were just around the corner.

"Thank you, Master."

"No need to thank me, if you truly wish to learn, then strive for it."

"I will surely do my best."

With that, You Su bowed and withdrew, looking towards the west. His muddled vision just barely caught the last fading glimmer of the sunset, filling his heart with hope.