Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind-Chapter 41 - 35: The Pain of the Junior Sister

At the conclusion of this dramatic and tumultuous guest-welcoming conference, Gu Yao loudly announced two exciting decisions:

First: He will thoroughly investigate every large and small sect in Chuyun City, and all of them have the potential to become affiliated sects of the Profound Sky Sect;

Second: Any cultivators under the age of thirty with a cultivation level above the Spirit Platform Realm can register to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference starting tomorrow, competing for the sole opportunity to study at the Profound Sky Sect.

Additionally, Gu Yao emphasized that ranking is not the only determining factor for the quota allocation. He will consider overall performance and hopes that every cultivator can openly and freely showcase themselves without being confined to winning or losing, because only the eternal path matters regardless of one’s location.

Upon hearing this, the cultivators became even more excited, as if the opportunity was no longer exclusive to the city’s famous and powerful, but fairly presented in front of everyone, within reach.

You Su, mingling among the crowd, quietly left after registering with the person in charge at the City Lord’s residence, just as discreetly as when he arrived. However, as when he arrived, he couldn’t escape the attention of those with keen interests.

Gu Yao and Mr. Liou each bore their own thoughts, while several insightful elders began to reassess this young blind boy in their hearts.

Wu Cheng, however, silently watched You Su’s back, with a fierce fighting spirit igniting within him.

...

You Su walked through the deserted lanes, taking a deep breath.

Gu Yao’s public accusation of "you’re a demon" was so shocking that under the complex gazes of the crowd, You Su felt that if his will were even slightly weaker, he would have been frightened to spill everything he experienced. He would have been forced into becoming a demon even if he were not one.

The source of his unwavering strength wasn’t that he had a calm mindset that could face the collapse of a mountain without flinching, but his belief that his junior sister wouldn’t lie to him. His junior sister said that the piece of Taisui flesh wouldn’t cause possession, so it really wouldn’t, because she would never harm him.

Only with such a strong belief of "I am definitely not possessed" was he able to force himself to calmly and coolly respond. Yet confusion, fear, and anxiety still enveloped him until he heard Mr. Liou speaking up in his defense, still not revealing his crucial trait of being a blind man, making him realize that things weren’t that simple.

You Su initially wanted to clarify things himself, but Gu Yao ignored him and went on with his long speech. After listening, You Su discovered the pattern:

The only person likely to understand the detailed usage of the Golden Eyes would be Mr. Liou from the Profound Sky Sect; he knew from the start that eye contact was the key to successful detection. He didn’t introduce me as a blind man—not because he forgot or feared embarrassing me in front of the crowd, but deliberately.

What he wanted was for that Immortal Master Gu, who showed him no respect from the beginning, to taste what it’s like to fall from grace, and I unintentionally became the stumbling block.

Gu Yao was clearly not stupid; sensing this, he focused his anger on me to regain face. Though I despise him for knowing he made a wrong judgment yet still pressuring me, I am helpless.

At home, my junior sister and master come close to despairing and need urgent rescue, and he is currently the most capable person to help me approach the Divine Mountain. It would be detrimental to intensify conflicts with him. Instead, better to go along with it, then reciprocate with a grand gesture, to increase my chances of being selected as a studying disciple.

Compared to rescuing my junior sister and master, all other grievances are ephemeral clouds.

Thus concluded the convoluted inner journey You Su experienced this morning.

...

As summer transitions to autumn, the noon temperature still scorches, and You Su walks under the lush foliage, looking up at the sky.

He has a feeling that the chaos in his vision seems altered.

Where before he could only sense the glare when staring directly at the sun, now he only needs to look towards a bright spot to see a faint white halo appearing.

Surely this is the work of that piece of corrupted flesh! You Su couldn’t help but feel a little excited.

Not long after, he arrived at the Sect.

His junior sister was not waiting at the gate, yearning for her pastries but had gone to sleep early.

After a simple lunch, he began another day of cultivation.

Practicing swordsmanship, spells, and breathing—everything was in order.

The night descended quietly, and the moonlight began to blanket the area.

You Su didn’t cook, instead he bought his junior sister’s favorite chestnut chicken. He would do everything in his power to fulfill any of her requests now.

Arranging a table of delicacies, he walked to his junior sister’s room and gently knocked on the door.

After waiting for a long time without a response, You Su found it strange: "Junior sister, it’s time to eat. You didn’t eat breakfast either, aren’t you hungry?"

After a moment, a somewhat weak voice responded from inside:

"I’m not hungry... you eat first, save me some, and I’ll eat when I’m hungry."

"Not willing to eat means there’s a problem in your mindset, and I bought chestnut chicken, you know."

"Why so much pointless talk? I told you to eat, so go eat, I’m tired... don’t... don’t disturb my sleep!"

Feeling his junior sister’s clearly depleted yet falsely assertive tone, You Su was puzzled, and only then remembered the secret teachings with her every night for the past seven days, coupled with her customary habits, almost making him overlook the fact that his junior sister was a pitiable girl burdened with evil spirits, hiding in the corner of her room in anguish.

"Junior sister, are you... feeling unwell?" You Su tentatively asked.

"Do you really need me to tell you that my period came for you to get it?" Her voice was clearly tinged with irritation, "Also cancel these night lessons!"

You Su could only awkwardly retreat: "Junior sister, drink more warm water, call for senior brother if you need anything."

As the night grew quiet, You Su ate alone without much appetite, finishing hastily before continuing to meditate on his bed.

Yet his heart couldn’t settle, having closed his eyes for some time with little effect.

At this moment, he should have been with his junior sister conducting Profound Qi circulation lessons. Without it tonight, he felt a touch of disappointment. What he cherished wasn’t the gentle warmth of a girl’s body but the comfort of supporting each other through trials. Even if they just sat facing each other, doing nothing, he would feel content and pleased.

It seems I am becoming increasingly unable to part with my junior sister.

You Su laughed self-mockingly.

"Ah..."

You Su’s ears twitched, capturing a soft moan, it’s the voice of his junior sister! It was as if she was enduring intense pain but forced herself not to make a louder sound, like prey covered in wounds, unwilling to alert the hunter behind.

Though Ji Lingruo was at the Meridian Passage Realm, she might not sever the menstruation like those in the Feather Transformation Realm, but her constitution was much stronger than a mortal’s. How could her period be so painful?

What could be causing her such agony?

The answer was self-evident. You Su felt as if his heart was being twisted by a knife, even his lips drew blood from being bitten. He barely resisted the urge to rush in, embrace her, and comfort her not to be afraid; no matter what she turned into, he wouldn’t leave her.

But doing so would go against his dream-time junior sister’s advice, and only the dream-time junior sister knew they were ensnared by evil. If the real junior sister were aware, the merging of consciousness would hasten the retrieval of what was hidden in his mind. Would he not then become the villain who nullified their master’s efforts and delivered them to the clutches of the evil spirit?

The emotions of guilt and repression felt as if they could materialize, almost overflowing from You Su’s orifices, suffocating him like drowning.

In the dead of night, his junior sister’s painful moans persisted long before subsiding, while the oil lamp cast expansive shadows on the wall, monstrous and demonic.