282: Chapter 282 The Melody of the Qin Under the Moon: The Blind Girl's Gratitude and Resolute Departure

The night was as serene as water.

The Xu Family's ten-thousand-zhang-long Void flying boat was steadily traversing the vast sea of stars and the turbulent currents of the Void Realm.

Inside the luxurious cabin on the top floor of the flying boat, a faint scent of ambergris permeated the air.

Xu Chen had just finished his daily "investment interaction" with Shang Qingdai. The exhausted Wealth God Lady was currently wrapped in a quilt, sleeping soundly nearby. A trace of a tear from overexertion still hung at the corner of her eye, but a satisfied smile played on her lips.

Xu Chen threw on a loose, moon-white robe and walked to the glazed glass window of the cabin.

Outside the window, stars and distorted spatial cracks flashed by, but under the protection of the flying boat's grand array, the cabin was so quiet that even a needle dropping on the floor could be heard.

Just then, a faint sound of footsteps echoed outside the cabin door.

The footsteps were very light, even carrying a hint of cautious hesitation, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the night.

The corners of Xu Chen's mouth curled up slightly; he didn't go to open the door, but simply stood quietly by the window.

A moment later, the heavy Agarwood door of the cabin was gently pushed open by a fair, delicate hand.

The blind girl, Gong Yu, appeared at the doorway.

She had already bathed. Her waterfall-like black hair was still slightly damp, draped casually over her slender shoulders.

She wore only a plain gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing. Under the soft glow of the moonstones, her exquisite curves and dazzlingly white skin were faintly visible.

The white silk that usually covered her eyes had been removed, revealing a pair of eyes that, although lacking focus, were still as clear as water.

Her hands tightly held the ancient zither named "Luo Yan," her knuckles turning slightly white from tension.

"Young Master..."

Gong Yu's voice was very soft, carrying a nearly imperceptible tremble.

She couldn't see where Xu Chen was, so she could only call out tentatively, relying on her hearing and that unique aura belonging to Xu Chen that gave her an immense sense of peace.

"I'm here."

Xu Chen's voice came from the window, warm and calm.

Hearing this voice, Gong Yu's originally stiff body visibly relaxed.

She didn't continue forward but instead knelt down on the spot upon the carpet covered in soft Spirit Fox fur, carefully placing the ancient zither across her knees.

"It's late, why aren't you resting yet?" Xu Chen turned around, looking at the young girl before him who resembled a white lotus swaying in the night breeze.

"Gong Yu... cannot sleep."

Gong Yu lowered her head slightly, her slender fingers gently stroking the cool strings.

"Young Master's kindness to Gong Yu is as heavy as a mountain. Not only did you redeem me, but you also personally smashed that damned Heavenly Dao Contract for me."

"Gong Yu is a blind person and possesses nothing but her zither skills. I do not know how to repay the Young Master's heavenly grace."

As she spoke, her voice choked up slightly. Mist once again rose in her unfocused eyes.

During her years at the Myriad Treasures Tower, she had grown accustomed to the coldness of the world. The gazes of those so-called important figures held only greed and desire, treating her merely as a plaything with a clear price tag.

Only Xu Chen.

This man had not only pulled her out of the abyss in the most domineering way but had also never looked at her with those sickening eyes. He gave her dignity, freedom, and an unprecedented sense of security.

To a blind girl who had always lived in darkness, Xu Chen was the only light in her life.

"So, you've come to play the zither for me?" Xu Chen walked slowly to Gong Yu, looking down at her.

Gong Yu took a deep breath, seemingly having made a momentous decision.

She didn't answer but directly raised her hands, hovering her ten fingers over the strings.

Zheng—

A crisp and ethereal zither note suddenly rang out in the cabin.

Her zither skills had reached a pinnacle. The music not only contained the Qi fluctuations of the Dragon Transformation Realm but also integrated all of Gong Yu's Divine Soul and emotions.

At first, the music was plaintive and yearning, like weeping and complaining, as if recounting a blind girl's wandering and helplessness in endless darkness.

But as the melody flowed, the sound gradually became high-pitched. It was like the first spring breeze after a cold winter, blowing away all the gloom and bringing endless vitality and hope.

Xu Chen listened quietly, a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

Possessing the Hongmeng Creation Origin Body, his perception of the Heavenly Dao was naturally acute. Listening to Gong Yu's music now, he could clearly feel that there was no vulgarity or flattery in the notes, only a pure, extreme gratitude and... resolve.

Yes, resolve.

It was a determination like a moth to a flame, willing to sacrifice everything for the man before her, even if it meant being crushed to pieces.

The song came to an end.

The lingering notes echoed in the cabin for a long time.

Fine beads of sweat had broken out on Gong Yu's forehead. She slowly lowered her hands, her chest heaving from the intense emotional fluctuations.

"Young Master... was it good?"

Gong Yu tilted her head up slightly. Although those clear eyes couldn't see, they locked onto the position of Xu Chen's face with incredible precision.

"It was good," Xu Chen nodded. "Such music can only be found in heaven."

Hearing Xu Chen's praise, a stunningly beautiful smile of relief blossomed on the corners of Gong Yu's mouth.

"Since Young Master likes it..."

Gong Yu's voice became softer and softer, even carrying a slight tremble.

"Then in the future... Gong Yu will play it for Young Master every day."

As her voice fell.

This always reserved and conservative blind zither player made a move that even slightly surprised Xu Chen.

She slowly reached out her exceptionally long and fair hands, which were shaped by years of playing the zither, and fumbled to untie the sash at the waist of her plain gauze dress.

The gauze dress, thin as a cicada's wing, slid down her delicate shoulders and piled up on the Spirit Fox fur carpet.

The bright moonlight poured through the glazed glass window, unreservedly spilling over Gong Yu's flawless, white body that seemed to glow.

Although she couldn't see, the sense of shame from exposing herself completely to a man's gaze still caused a tantalizing pink flush to rise on Gong Yu's skin.

She bit her red lips tightly. Her hands instinctively wanted to cover the vital parts of her body, but she ultimately suppressed that urge and placed her hands back on her knees.

"Gong Yu has nothing else... only this relatively clean body."

"If Young Master doesn't mind that Gong Yu is a blind person..."

Gong Yu's voice trembled so much it almost broke.

She bent her body slightly, pressing her smooth forehead against the cool carpet.

"Please, Young Master... show me favor."

Looking at the visually impactful scene before him and hearing that prayer-like tremble.

Xu Chen's gaze instantly darkened.

In this world, nothing could stimulate a man's desire for conquest more than a cold and aloof Fairy willingly shedding all her disguises before you to repay a debt of gratitude.

Moreover, this Fairy was a blind girl who couldn't see. The extreme insecurity and shyness arising from her inability to control her vision were like the most potent poison.

Xu Chen crouched down and reached out his broad, warm palm, gently lifting Gong Yu's small face that had been buried in the carpet due to tension.

The moment Xu Chen's fingers touched Gong Yu's skin.

Gong Yu's whole body jolted, like a startled fawn.

But she didn't hide; instead, as if she had found some kind of reliance, she proactively pressed her cheek against Xu Chen's palm, greedily feeling that warmth belonging to a man.

"You are a silly girl."

Xu Chen's voice was deep and raspy, carrying an irresistible magic.

His fingers slowly traced over Gong Yu's pert nose, finally stopping on her clear but spiritless eyes.

"A woman I, Xu Chen, want never needs to repay gratitude in this way."

Gong Yu's heart sank, thinking Xu Chen was going to refuse her.

However, in the next second.

Xu Chen directly bent down and picked her up from the carpet in a princess carry.

"Ah!"

Gong Yu let out a short exclamation, her hands instinctively wrapping around Xu Chen's neck.

Carrying this light and soft body, Xu Chen turned and walked toward the wide Zither table.

With a wave of his hand, he swept the expensive incense burners and Jade Slips off the Zither table.

"I want you..."

Xu Chen gently placed Gong Yu on the flat Zither table, his hands propped on either side of her. A strong masculine scent instantly surrounded her completely.

"...because I like you."

The moment his voice fell.

Xu Chen directly bent down, blocking Gong Yu's red lips that still wanted to say something.

He pried open Gong Yu's defenses bit by bit, using the tip of his tongue to gently soothe her nerves that were taut with tension.

"Mmm..."

Gong Yu's hands tightly gripped the edge of the Zither table, her knuckles turning white.

The lack of vision caused her hearing and touch to be magnified countless times.

She could clearly hear Xu Chen's heavy breathing, feel every shudder brought by Xu Chen's large palms moving over her skin, and even feel the cold sensation of the wood grain on the Zither table beneath her.