Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind-Chapter 97 - 86: The Promise

The Dream-eating Ghost vanished without a trace in the empty alleyway, leaving He Shutong staring blankly at the spot where You Su disappeared.

Only then did Fairy Wangshu awaken, the only exposed pupils on her Jade Rabbit Mask were bright and clear, yet deeply confused.

She spoke like a child who committed a grave error, her tone wavering for the first time:

"Master, I..."

He Shutong returned to her senses, glanced at her disciple, who looked like a Divine Maiden, and comforted with her gaze:

"It’s not your fault. What you saw was only what the evil wanted you to see. Just recite the Spiritual Purity and Unity Spell taught by the Elder and forget about it."

Fairy Wangshu nodded and began to close her eyes to recite the spell. No one knew what she saw in the Dream-eating Ghost’s gaze that left her in a daze, unable to even protect the injured You Su, left to see her pure white dress stained by his blood.

"What happened to Lotus Sword Venerable?" The scarred man walked with a calm and confident gait, "Who is that young man to you, that the Venerable holds in such high regard?"

"None of your business," He Shutong’s eyes were like a cold pool and her words icy as a glacier, murder intent surging within her.

"It certainly is my business." The scarred man halted, an intriguing distance that few cultivators in the world dared to approach such a renowned Sword Cultivator:

"I’ve long since harbored deep hatred against Lotus Sword Venerable. Thus, the matters of my foe are naturally my matters. After all, a Evil Cultivator like me loves to take revenge through a foe’s friends and family, just like, that certain someone..."

"Oh yes, it was Yo Jing."

Yo Jing’s tragic appearance before her death resurfaced, He Shutong said nothing, responding only with her sword. In an instant, the sword momentum surged to the heavens, triggering a battle between top cultivators. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Already in the Feather Transformation Realm, Mr. Liou could not discern the fight ahead, only sensing the Profound Qi stirring in the space. The Void Realm was merely one level above Feather Transformation, yet the difference seemed insurmountable.

He stood there, feeling the battlefield of the two elevate ever higher, unsure whether to remain, waiting for his resurrected master.

An intense dissatisfaction emerged like spring bamboo shoots after rain; his hundred-year scheme must not easily become the mantis of the yellow sparrow’s prey.

He faded into the dust and mist, his steadfast gaze seeming to pierce the fog.

...

After feeling the world spinning, You Su slowly opened his eyes, surprisingly able to see again, though everything around him was starkly different from what he imagined.

He thought the depths of that bizarre whirlpool of flesh and blood would be equally filthy and foul, yet the surroundings were pure white and boundless, making him feel like the only impurity alongside his junior sister.

Ji Lingruo, having reverted to human form, weakly opened her eyes, looking around in terror, still bound by that thread.

"Junior sister..."

You Su propped himself on the ground, painstakingly crawling towards Ji Lingruo. He had already removed the jade his Master gave him, otherwise, he couldn’t have moved.

"Senior brother!" Ji Lingruo immediately struggled to approach You Su, looking heartbreakingly at You Su’s ruined face.

"You’re so foolish... Why did you come in!" The young girl’s voice was thick with sobs.

You Su, hearing her words, forced a grin, "Wherever junior sister goes, senior brother goes."

The girl could no longer hold back her tears, dropping two crystalline drops.

You Su was about to struggle to lift a hand to wipe her tears when Ji Lingruo suddenly shivered, leaning back and collapsing.

She then began convulsing again, her expression distorted, powerful agony erupting from her. You Su had seen her in such a state before, just like that night in the stone cave.

This time was far more intense than before, the bulging flesh shapes much larger, frantically trying to break through the girl’s delicate skin.

Having willingly embraced the evil power earlier, Ji Lingruo now had to pay the corresponding price, as Taisui began to fully take over her consciousness and body.

Ji Lingruo twisted on the metaphorical chopping block like an eel. The faces of Taisui and Ji Lingruo interchanged, but unlike before, Taisui’s face occupied more time, Ji Lingruo’s hidden visage grew increasingly pained.

You Su anxiously and heartbrokenly watched Ji Lingruo’s transformation, his searing grief flowing as blood tears.

"Senior brother..."

Ji Lingruo called out with her remaining consciousness.

You Su quickly grabbed her hand turned into gummy flesh, "I’m here! I’m here!"

"Senior brother... Remember our promise?"

"It’s so hard to endure..."

"Senior brother... Help me find release..."

"Don’t talk nonsense!"

Regardless of the situation, You Su was losing his composure like never before, speaking to Ji Lingruo with such anger for the first time.

"You can make it! You mustn’t give up..."

By the end of his words, You Su seemed to disbelieve what he was saying, his tone weakening.

Powerlessly observing it all, Ji Lingruo’s form continued changing, her entire lower half morphing into Taisui, and that trend advancing, the skirt at her waist about to burst.

"Senior brother... Help... me..."

Ji Lingruo’s flashing face was unexpectedly serene, accepting it all with poise, two clear tears on her cheeks.

Whilst Taisui’s face continually opened its maw, screeching, rancid heat blown towards You Su, as if to devour him.

You Su felt unbearable pain himself, shaking his head while drawing the Mo Song Sword, its dark silver blade dyed white by the surrounding purity, resembling a Holy Sword judging evil.

Seeing the trembling Mo Song Sword raised, Ji Lingruo finally smiled bleakly. Taisui’s transformation reached the chest, the head the last human-like part.

"Do it... Senior brother..."

You Su wept bitterly, immense sorrow in his eyes, Ji Lingruo’s visage flickering, but very briefly.

With a swing of the sword, You Su could effortlessly sever Taisui’s head. Watching Taisui roar, he hesitated no longer, his eyes suddenly resolute, slicing with all his strength.

The timing was perfect, coinciding precisely with Taisui’s face vanishing and Ji Lingruo’s face flickering!

Ji Lingruo watched the sword tip nearing her neck in disbelief, as You Su’s heart-wrenching roar erupted:

"Give me back my true junior sister!"