Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 477 I Take My Master’s Wife Flying

The copper bells on the eaves were lifted up by the mountain wind, and the ringing sound, wrapped in the smell of sulfur rising from the volcano, filled the bamboo hut.

He Shutong sat upright on a lotus pedestal, with his wide sleeves hanging down like crane wings.

Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the edge of the lotus platform, but the corner of her eyes repeatedly swept towards the bamboo door, until that inky figure rushed in with tiny spots of light, and the wind brought by the sleeves was wrapped in a faint sweet fragrance.

"Master's wife."

The young man stood outside the bamboo curtain holding a glass cup, and mist rose from the cup.

He Shutong's fingertips curled slightly, but his face remained solemn:
"Well, come in and talk."

"Yes."

After hearing this, You Su took another step and pushed aside the bamboo curtain with one hand, but he almost lost his soul the moment he entered the inner room.

The elegant and noble master's wife was now sitting on the sacred lotus platform, her white silk shirt half-transparent due to the volcanic heat. The double phoenix pattern gauze at the collar was soaked with faint water marks, like ripples flowing over her snow-white skin.

He had seen his master's wife in her snow-white clothes by the Lotus Pond, and her wide sleeves fluttering like a crane by the North Sea, but he had never imagined that this tightly wrapped and dignified dress would give rise to such a breathtaking charm in the summer.

"Why are you standing still?" He Shutong's voice was clear and sharp as she was, but with a barely perceptible tremor due to her slightly disordered breathing.

She subconsciously raised her hand to adjust her collar, and the white cuffs slid over her shoulders, pulling the wet gauze closer to her skin. Half of her snow-white shoulder was faintly visible in the light and shadow, just like a blooming ephemeral cereus under the moonlight.

You Su's Adam's apple rolled, and he hurriedly lowered his head to stare at the mist rising from the glass cup.

"The disciple is hesitating..."

"Why are you hesitating?"

He Shutong asked curiously. Apparently, she thought she was dressed conservatively but didn't realize that her sweat was causing her clothes to stick to her skin, further highlighting her curves.

So even though nothing can be seen, this blank space creates a kind of implicit sexiness in the eyes of the young man. This kind of restraint of "half-covering the face with a lute" is even more attractive than simple nudity, because imagination is often more conflicting than reality.

But fortunately, You Su had already been transformed by various beautiful fairies, so he naturally wouldn't do such an inappropriate thing as staring at something until he was distracted.

"I hesitated whether to take out my gift."

"Gift?" He Shutong saw the glass cup that You Su was holding, "Why are you hesitating?"

"Because the gift I brought was very ordinary, I was very happy when I gave it to you, but after I delivered it, I felt that it was not worthy of the master's wife."

The boy lowered his head and whispered. He Shutong naturally couldn't bear to see the boy look so depressed.

"Who can I be? If you don't send me off, how do you know I won't like it?"

"Then... Master's wife, please don't despise me."

You Su placed the glass cup on the table beside her, and the milky white of sorbet and the amber color of ice powder were faintly visible through the gauze.

The young man's fingertips gently lifted the veil, and two bowls of dessert fell on the plates like broken jade: one bowl was a small mountain of milk and sorbet, topped with bright red crushed sour plums; the other bowl was like amber gold falling on a jade plate, with golden mango puree dotted with red agate-like grapefruit.

"This is an iced dessert I bought at the Snake Clan Market. I thought it was hot here and Master's Wife and Senior Sister would like it, so I brought a bowl for each of them. But these desserts are actually very cheap, so I feel they are not worthy of Master's Wife..."

He Shutong's eyelashes trembled, but his eyes were fixed on the glass cup. The icy mist curled up, making the two bowls of dessert, which already looked very good, seem to have a fairy-like aura. He Shutong, who was feeling hot and unbearable, actually felt a slight itch in his throat, and a long-lost thirst emerged.

"When will you start using gold and silver to measure the value of others?" He Shutong retracted his gaze, but seemed not to dare to look any further. "Your senior sister is still in retreat. It won't be too late to give it to her after she comes out."

"Then...where is Master's Wife?"

He Shutong swallowed, only to feel the dryness in her throat getting stronger, but how could she admit in front of You Su that she was hot and bored. She had no more desire for food and drink since Dongxu, and she was even more ashamed to show her desire in front of You Su, so when the words came to her lips, she brought out the coldness that a Dongxu Sword Immortal should have:
"I like the gift you brought very much, but I am a Dongxu monk and have been fasting for a long time."

You Su was not discouraged. Instead, he sat up straight with a gleam in his eyes: "Can't I eat anything if I'm fasting?"

He Shutong was stunned by this question and was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Of course, you can eat after fasting, just as You Supo was able to fast after reaching the state of Huayu, but he still happily ate three meals a day.

So it wasn't that He Shutong couldn't eat it, nor that she didn't want to eat it, but she felt that a 300-year-old cold and aloof sword master shouldn't eat a bowl of dessert that only little girls like, especially in front of You Su...

"In fact, I have selfish motives in bringing these desserts here."

"What selfish motive?" He Shutong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the boy did not wait for her to answer the question that she could not answer.

"These desserts were actually developed by my disciples. Influenced by their reputation in the outside world, the members of the Snake Tribe look at my disciples differently. I don't want to make things difficult for my Junior Sister and Miss Xueruo, so I want to prove myself. I noticed that the food culture of the Snake Tribe is far inferior to that of the human race, so these desserts can be regarded as my first step to change their minds." You Su lowered his eyes and whispered, with reason and evidence, "But my disciples are men after all, and they don't know women's tastes. What if they don't like the desserts I made, wouldn't it be counterproductive? I wanted to ask my Junior Sister for help, but I thought she would not care whether it tastes good or not, and would secretly order others to support me. I don't want this, and after thinking about it, only my Master's Wife and Senior Sisters can help me..."

He Shutong's fingertips suddenly pinched into her palm. She could naturally hear that the predicament You Su mentioned was real. The elders of the Snake Clan were not enthusiastic enough about her joining the Snake Clan at the Cave Void Realm, and they would definitely reject and distance themselves from You Su, who had been labeled a demon.

This child has worked so hard, but still has to live under doubts. How could He Shutong bear this? She was about to say that she came to prove You Su's worth to the snake tribe, but then she remembered that the boy didn't even want to trouble his junior sister. If she used her identity as Dongxu to put pressure on the snake tribe, wouldn't it be contrary to the boy's plan to change the snake tribe by himself?

The curve of the boy's eyes was exactly the same as when he asked for a hug in his dream, but it added three more points of grievance that made her feel distressed.

Wangshu is still in seclusion, so the only person he can ask for help is me. But am I going to refuse even this small favor from him?
"You were framed, and they don't know the real you, so it's normal for them to feel some resentment, but it's not easy for the snake tribe to protect us. Whether it's out of this kindness or your fate with these two snake women, it's necessary to build a good relationship with the snake tribe. In this case..."

She raised her bare hands slightly, and her wide sleeves slipped down a few inches, revealing a fair wrist. "Please bring it here."

You Su was surprised when he heard this and said excitedly: "Thank you, Master's Wife!"

After saying this, he carefully picked up the glass cup and walked closer to the lotus platform. Although he wanted to get closer to see the fairy-like figure of his master's wife with sweat on her face, he still restrained himself from looking up and only smelled the warm fragrance.

But he also secretly thought that since his master's wife couldn't even pick up objects from a distance, she must have been seriously injured.

He Shutong didn't intend to let You Su bring it to her personally, but she insisted on keeping her back straight as a swordsman. You Su also kept a distance from her because he didn't dare to overstep the line, so she had to lean forward to reach the bowl of amber jelly.

He Shutong's plain white silk shirt tightened as he raised his hand, outlining the breathtaking curve even more clearly.

You Su had lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her face, but he was so shocked by the scene in front of him that his eyes widened.

The skin that was faintly visible under the white shirt, the hair that was slightly sticky due to sweat, all exuded a contradictory beauty that was obviously dignified but also made people's blood boil. And He Shutong's ignorance made this temptation even more thrilling.

He Shutong scooped up half a spoonful of ice powder with the solemnity of a sword immortal appreciating sword techniques, but his pupils slightly dilated the moment the ice powder touched the tip of his tongue. The coldness of the ice water wrapped in the sweetness of the lychee honey exploded between his lips and teeth, turning into thousands of ice blades that pierced the dryness in his throat, and the heat in his body was mostly eliminated.

He Shutong raised her eyes slightly, and her fingertips unconsciously stroked the edge of the bowl. After the cold and sweet taste dissipated, she suppressed the urge to scoop another spoonful:

"It was delicious."

These three simple words made He Shutong feel a little shy. He could only sigh that he was young and ignorant. In order to learn sword, he deliberately did not read more books. Otherwise, he would be able to boast so wittily at this moment.

You Su stared at the corners of her lips that were slightly raised, and suddenly laughed softly: "Master's wife lied to me."

"I'm not lying to you, it's true...it's refreshing and sweet but not greasy." She thought You Su felt that these three words were just a perfunctory response, so she did her best to give a detailed evaluation.

"If it's really so delicious, why doesn't Master's Wife take a second bite? If it doesn't make people want to take a second bite, then it means this is a failed work." You Suqian sighed.

He Shutong was speechless for a moment. The boy always seemed to have a point, and she didn't know what to do. She suddenly glanced at another bowl of cheese, with crushed sour plums gently shaking in the porcelain bowl. In the end, she couldn't resist the expectation in You Su's eyes:

"I'm worried that if your sister knew that I took her portion, she would be unhappy." She picked up the spoon again, her lips curled slightly, as if she was secretly happy with her own wit, "You can eat that bowl. If you don't eat it, how can I continue?"

You Su was stunned, looking at the saintliness of his master's wife, which revealed a bit of heart-throbbing charm. He quickly picked up another bowl of cheese, scooped a large spoonful into his mouth, and smiled at He Shutong:

"Master's wife, this dessert is called Yangzhi Ganlu, and the ingredients include fruit nectar, fruit pulp, tapioca pearls, etc."

"You are good at giving names." He Shutong was embarrassed to eat too fast, and she only took a sip each time, as if she didn't dare to eat too much and was afraid that the boy would see through her reserve.

"Hehe, Master's Wife, do you know why some women of the Snake Clan call me Master Bingshi?"

"Oh? Why?"

"That's because of me..." The sound of silver spoons touching each other, the cool fruity fragrance mixed with the lotus fragrance lingered in the bamboo hut, dispelling the hot summer air. The master and disciple who huddled together to share food and chat also invisibly narrowed the distance between their hearts.

……

Under the scorching sun, He Shutong, feeling light both physically and mentally, taught You Su the flying ability of Huayujing as promised.

"The mysterious Qi is released like a weaving net," He Shutong suddenly said, "Do you know why a cultivator in the Feather Transformation Realm can control the wind?"

You Su's eyes flickered slightly, he put his sleeves together and straightened his collar, but his eyes couldn't help but pass over the dense beads of sweat on He Shutong's snow-white neck.

The plain gauze shirt was slightly soaked with the fairy's fragrant sweat, which was not noticeable even in the dark room. But now standing in the bright sunlight, the edge of the lotus-mauve silk inside could be vaguely seen.

"My disciple is stupid and only knows that I need to condense the mysterious energy into the shape of wings."

"That's ridiculous." He Shutong was completely unaware of his own charm, and waved his wide sleeves lightly. "The mysterious energy of heaven and earth is like the ocean, and the mysterious energy of cultivators is just a small boat. The so-called riding the wind is not to resist the waves with force, but to find the rhythm between the peaks and valleys of the waves."

She picked up a petal with her fingertips and said, "Look at this flower—"

You Su's pupils shrank slightly, and the originally disorderly and scattered Xuan Qi was like a silk thread wrapped around the petals, supporting it and slowly rising to the beam. He Shutong's voice seemed far and near:
"Use your own Qi as a guide to connect the Qi veins of heaven and earth. Release three points outward as an anchor, and retain seven points inward as a string..."

The young man nodded as if he understood something, "I will give it a try."

He Shutong gave him a gentle smile, "Then let's give it a try."

You Su drew his fingers together and the Mosong Sword came out of its sheath. When the sword tip trembled, he could clearly feel the surrounding Xuan Qi trembling like a spider web. But when he gathered the Xuan Qi at the bottom of his feet, he was unable to soar straight up. He just floated up a little before falling down in panic.

You Su staggered to steady himself, and He Shutong subconsciously held the boy's arm and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

You Su grabbed her sleeve with his backhand, almost touching her hand, "I'll try again."

He Shutong pursed his thin lips, nodded, and stepped back a little.

This time the boy's build-up of strength was just as smooth, but the height he flew to was even lower than before, and his staggering posture when he fell was completely unlike his usual steady self.

He Shutong hurried over again, frowning, "Don't force yourself, find out what went wrong first."

You Su remained silent and just lowered his head.

In He Shutong's eyes, the boy's behavior undoubtedly disappointed her and he was blaming himself.

"There are also cultivators in the Feather Transformation Realm who can't fly, and not everyone can practice flying so smoothly." He Shutong comforted him softly, and then asked, "I see that you have mastered the key points of condensing Xuanqi, but you lost your composure after taking off. I guess... you are afraid?"

You Su's Adam's apple rolled, and he finally nodded embarrassedly.

"Silly boy, there has never been anyone in history who has reached the Feather Transformation Realm at your age, so why are you still afraid of heights?" He Shutong encouraged him with a smile.

You Su shook his head and murmured, "I have been blind since childhood. I am not afraid of heights, but I just can't bear the feeling of weightlessness..."

"for……"

Before the question was asked, He Shutong already understood where the boy's difficulties came from.

You Su had been blind since childhood, so he must have grown up crawling and rolling, and he must have fallen more than he had eaten. The feeling of weightlessness during the ascent must have reminded him of the fear that kept piercing his bones when he was a child.

Thinking of this, the fairy Wenwan suddenly felt a surge of pity in her heart, as if she could see the pitiful scene of little Yousu walking alone on the road and falling repeatedly.

"It's okay. Master's wife is here and won't let you fall." She quietly placed her hand on You Su's slightly trembling arm.

You Su looked at him in a daze, "Master's wife, will you take me flying? Will it be..."

He Shutong was stunned at first, with a hint of shyness in the corners of her eyes, but then a determined light immediately flickered in her eyes, because as You Su's master, she could not evade the responsibility of teaching and helping her disciples.

"If the young eagle is afraid of heights, the mother eagle will carry it off the cliff. This method is also often used when teaching the ability to transform into feathers. Don't be embarrassed. I will lead you into the air, and you will slowly experience it. Believe in yourself, as long as you control it properly, the mysterious energy between heaven and earth will not let you fall."

"I believe in Master's Wife."

Seeing the panic on the boy's face disappear and hearing the boy's great trust in him, He Shutong, who was still a little hesitant deep in his heart, made up his mind.

The lotus fragrance suddenly became strong.

He Shutong looked at the young man's approaching face, and suddenly felt the icy silk shawl around his waist being rolled up by the mysterious energy and wrapped around the wrists of the two people like flowing moonlight.

"I won't use my full strength."

The cold voice slid into his ear, and before You Su could react, the feeling of weightlessness came over him like a tide. The heat waves from the volcano rushed towards him, and he could not keep his balance at all, swaying like a bird with broken wings.

He Shutong tapped the air with her toes. Seeing the young man panicking, she felt anxious. She was eager to protect him and had long been accustomed to more intimate contact in her dreams. She pulled him up and blurted out:
"hold me."

You Su instinctively wrapped his arms around the slender waist in front of him, and when his chin rested on her shoulder, the three thousand black hair wrapped in lotus fragrance brushed past his nose.

He Shutong's frosty skirt fluttered like crane wings in the strong wind. You Su could clearly feel the curve of her spine tense. When the mysterious energy flowed, the butterfly bones under the veil fluttered like wings. Every time she moved, the icy silk around her waist tightened by three points, pressing him more tightly against the softness.

"Feel the direction of the mysterious energy flowing." Her voice was trembling with a rare feeling. Her wide sleeves brushed across the back of his hand and led it to the spiritual platform. "Learn to control your own energy, and you won't fall down."

You Su could no longer hear clearly. The lotus fragrance lingering on his nose and the heartbeat coming from his palm resonated with each other, reminding him of several beautiful nights in his dreams.

Under the two of them, the heat from the volcano continued to surge up, passing over their skin and burning the restrained touches into ambiguous marks.

He flew for a long time holding You Su in his arms, and finally You Su let go a little.

He Shutong's face was rosy, and she had been feeling shy for a long time. However, when she found out that You Su could also try flying, her relief and surprise outweighed everything else.

However, He Shutong still overestimated her body at this moment. Although she was a Dongxu, she couldn't even use Xuanqi to protect You Su, and had to use such a primitive posture.

In addition, the weather was already hot, and there were heat currents from the volcano beneath his feet. Once his obsession with taking You Su to a successful flight faded, he immediately began to feel dizzy and decadent.

"Master's wife, be careful!"

The moment the exclamation came out of his mouth, He Shutong staggered suddenly.

He watched He Shutong lose his former elegance. Instinct took precedence over reason. His unfamiliar Xuan Qi was released like a swallow returning to its nest, automatically connecting the fire Qi veins between heaven and earth. The volcanic heat seemed to solidify under his feet, supporting him and holding He Shutong's waist steadily.

The soft jade and warm fragrance suddenly hit him. You Su's palm was against the gauze on He Shutong's waist, and he could clearly feel her skin tensed due to weightlessness, and the softness hidden under the cold appearance.

Her head unconsciously rested on his chest, the lotus fragrance in her hair mixed with the coolness of sweat, more real and more thrilling than any hug in her dreams.

He Shutong's eyelashes trembled violently. When she lost her balance, she was not worried about her own safety at the first moment, but worried about what would happen to the boy without her protection?
But she didn't expect that she would fall into the young man's strong arms in the next moment. Through the wet gauze clothes, You Su's heartbeat was like a war drum, hitting her ears again and again.

She wanted to use her Xuan Qi to push him away, but she found that her Dongxu power was as weak as that of a Lingtai monk at this moment, and her fingertips couldn't even grab You Su's sleeve.

"Master, I can fly now."

You Su's voice came from above his head, with a certainty that came from breaking out of the cocoon.

At this moment, his expression was serious, but there was no joy on his face, only self-blame.

In fact, he really found the feeling of the Feather Transformation Realm through the dual cultivation with Miss Xueruo. He was far from being as clumsy as he appeared. He just wanted to take the opportunity to get closer to his master's wife, but he didn't expect to disrupt her aura.

He Shutong quietly raised her head and met his burning gaze. Her rosy face and the strands of hair on her temples that were slightly curled by the heat were reflected in the boy's eyes.

She was shocked to find that she was being held in You Su's palm like a princess. Her legs curled up unconsciously, and her white gauze skirt slid down to her knees, revealing her snow-white ankles...

I must be... dreaming, right?

(End of this chapter)