Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind-Chapter 67 - 60: Master, Let’s Go!

Qi Daodong glared angrily, unafraid of You Su’s intimidation, and said through gritted teeth:

"Evil spirits resisting stubbornly, where do they get so many excuses!"

Each word was like pouring oil on a fire, and You Su could no longer hold back. His thunderous sword momentum had already swept forth.

Qi Daodong held the pagoda in one hand, snorted coldly, and with a subtle movement of his lips, waved his hand.

A cyan Qi wall appeared out of thin air, with golden runes flowing upon it.

Wu Ping looked on enviously. This was the "Cyan Qi Skill", the treasure of Shouxi Sect, a special cultivation technique that only the Sect Leader could learn! This technique allows one to refine part of their Profound Qi into a purer cyan color, enhancing the power of any skill used.

The master didn’t hesitate to use the precious Cyan Qi from the start, ensuring this blind man would surely meet his doom!

As Wu Ping had expected, the fierce sword momentum of You Su was forcefully blocked by this Qi wall, leading to despair.

You Su’s eyes were jet black, his chest filled with uncontainable anger that wouldn’t allow him to stop now. His heart pounded as if about to explode, with all his Profound Qi responding to the Mo Song Sword’s call, converging at the blade’s edge.

He now had only one thought: he must slice through this wall!

Wu Cheng, looking at You Su’s determination, couldn’t help but recall the sword that hung over his head that day from You Su.

When his master asked him how he felt facing You Su’s Sword Intent at that time, he couldn’t respond, feeling only ambivalence. But now he understood that feeling—it was one of unstoppable, relentless forward momentum!

A blind man wanting to reach his desired destination has two choices: the first is to cautiously feel his way, and the second is like countless raging bulls, unafraid to crash into obstacles and smash them all!

With a thunderous roar from You Su, the Cyan Qi wall cracked slightly, emitting a cracking sound.

Qi Daodong was shocked. You Su’s combat power exceeded his expectations by far! His "Four Square Grid" using Cyan Qi could easily subdue anyone in the Condensed Water Lower Realm, yet You Su, from the Lower Spirit Platform Realm, forced his way through!

Qi Daodong, experienced as he was, could not be easily intimidated by You Su. Concerned about the Evil Suppression Pagoda, he engaged with one hand, his Immortal Sword flying out of its sheath to meet You Su’s unstoppable sword momentum.

The two tested each other fiercely, with no clear victor. Qi Daodong could tell that You Su’s Profound Qi was undoubtedly of the Spirit Platform Realm level, yet his physical strength was abnormally forceful, caught in a deadlock with him. He was inwardly astonished, the power of the evil spirits was truly terrifying.

But Qi Daodong, after all, was an Immortal Master of the Condensed Water Upper Realm, far more profound than an evildoer like Mr. Ling, and gradually gained the upper hand against You Su’s nearly ferocious attacks.

Wu Ping snorted disdainfully at You Su, who could even fight against his master by supposedly exchanging favors with evil spirits for power, and spat twice.

The fight intensified, and despite Qi Daodong’s blade, You Su was determined to leave a bleeding wound on Qi Daodong. Qi Daodong, enraged, twisted the sword that had pierced You Su’s waist and abdomen half a circle. Even You Su couldn’t withstand such pain and groaned painfully.

Qi Daodong, unwilling to use skills further, kicked You Su fiercely, sending him flying over a dozen meters, leaving a trail of fresh blood.

Qi Daodong glanced at the wound on his arm, put away the Evil Suppression Pagoda, and furiously approached the collapsed You Su.

His sword dripping with blood, he spat:

"Your master truly picked up a stray dog!"

You Su used his sword to support himself, barely standing despite the incessantly bleeding wound in his abdomen, almost stumbling to kneel. He looked at Qi Daodong’s old, wrathful face, so clearly, it seemed as if he could see the murderous intent becoming tangible.

"Master!" Wu Cheng rushed out, herding a sword to You Su’s neck, and said to the glaring Qi Daodong, "Dying is too easy for him. Taking him back for questioning has more value!"

Qi Daodong, calming his anger, said while staring at his beloved disciple, "Restrain them!"

"Yes!" the crowd shouted in unison.

After the order, some moved towards Ji Lingruo, others rushed to the main hall. Wu Cheng circled behind You Su to restrain his hands, but unexpectedly, a surge of energy exploded from You Su, allowing him to counter-capture Wu Cheng, not only disarming him but also placing the Mo Song Sword against his neck.

"Everyone stand still!"

You Su roared at the crowd while holding Wu Cheng hostage.

The crowd surrounded him, not daring to move rashly. Qi Daodong, shocked and worried, hurriedly retracted his blade:

"You Su! Stay calm!"

"I am very calm!" You Su warily scanned the crowd, breathing rapidly, "If you don’t want him dead, back off!"

He suddenly tightened his grip on Wu Cheng, looking back at Qi Daodong:

"No tricks! Even if I die, I can take him down with me!"

Qi Daodong quietly lowered his hand hidden in his sleeve, for Wu Cheng was his prized disciple, a genius capable of simultaneously performing two skills. He couldn’t allow the slightest mishap.

"Everyone, back off ten steps!"

The group retreated slowly at the command, while You Su, glaring, escorted Wu Cheng towards Ji Lingruo’s direction.

The Mo Song Sword left a bloody mark on Wu Cheng’s neck, and You Su ordered:

"Drop the sword! Then raise your hands!"

Wu Cheng, fearing for his life, complied one by one, so You Su released his grip on Wu Cheng’s left hand, lifting the unconscious Ji Lingruo by the waist.

"Move towards the main hall!"

Feeling the cold blade at his neck, Wu Cheng walked steadfastly forward, every step precise. The crowd dared not block the way, for any sign of disturbance would cause the Mo Song Sword to press tighter.

Qi Daodong, cautious and mindful, softened his tone, "You Su! Let go of Wu Cheng. You are not with evil spirits; we will not trouble you!"

"Shut up!"

You Su maneuvered with the sword against Wu Cheng, retreating to the front of the main hall, always ensuring Wu Cheng was between him and the others.

Taking a deep breath, You Su called out into the main hall, "Master, let’s leave together!"

The white mist thickened, everyone watched, ready to seize the opportunity, but the hall remained eerily silent, devoid of any response.

You Su tightened his grip on the sword, his voice rising further: "Master, don’t be afraid! They won’t dare act recklessly! Come on, let’s go!"

But still, there was deathly silence, no answer to his calls. The pain in his abdomen almost suffocated him, a complex emotion surged through, and You Su’s voice began to tremble:

"Master! Let’s go! Come out, and we’ll leave together!"

The crowd was slightly baffled, curious why the blind man’s mysterious master hadn’t appeared. Had fear rendered her unconscious?

Qi Daodong narrowed his eyes, trying to sense the situation inside with his Profound Qi, finding it unclear as if by some mysterious means, eventually seeming to realize something, saying:

"You Su, give up. Your master is not here at all!"

"Nonsense! My master and sister have always stayed in the sect, going nowhere. Why do you not expel the evil outside and instead bully us innocent people?"

Qi Daodong sensed You Su’s frantic state and continued:

"If she was inside, why doesn’t she respond? The thick fog encloses the city, your master has mysteriously disappeared! Can you still deny your involvement?"