The Golden Eyes' Metamorphosis

Legend had it that the stars in the heavens were reflections of other worlds, projections of their worlds' power in the Lu Wu Realm.

Of course, the Lu Wu Realm surely had its own stellar reflections in other worlds as well.

Since they were projections of world power, the stars filling the sky naturally contained the principles and truths of countless worlds.

Over hundreds of thousands of years, who knew how many outstanding individuals had gained enlightenment from them, creating Law Techniques, Divine Abilities, and Cultivation Methods, one after another.

It could be said that this vast river of stars was an open Scripture Repository, and the largest one in the Lu Wu Realm at that. Whether one could take any of its books depended on one's own affinity and comprehension.

Yang Tianyou did not know whether he was a person with such an affinity, but he was probably not lacking in comprehension. That was not only because of his innate talent, but also because of the Jade Register Heavenly Book's enhancement.

The Jade Register Heavenly Book's enhancement was not limited to the exquisite use of his Golden Eyes. It could also enhance the circulation of his Spiritual Power, his control over his body, and even the intangible, elusive faculty of comprehension.

Although he had yet to discover any other use for the Jade Register Heavenly Book, its ability to enhance his various capabilities alone already made it a supreme treasure.

Thus, the Jade Register Heavenly Book was his greatest secret, known to him alone. Yang Tianyou had never breathed a word of it to anyone, whether his closest kin, his parents, or Fengling, with whom he had formed a Blood Contract.

To prevent the secret from being exposed, Yang Tianyou had never drunk to excess over the years, for fear of letting something slip while drunk.

At that moment, brilliant starlight shone into the depths of his mind. Strands of Stellar Light seemed to come alive, streaming into Yang Tianyou's Golden Eyes.

As soon as the Power of the Stars entered his eyes, it mingled with the wondrous power lying within them.

Golden radiance and silvery starlight met and merged, and mysterious runes slowly took shape in Yang Tianyou's Golden Eyes.

The runes were gold and silver, extraordinarily intricate. Specks of light shone through their surfaces, then gathered together.

As the runes continued to form deep within his Golden Eyes, more and more of this light appeared. At last, it became a beam of white-gold divine light that broke free of the Golden Eyes and manifested outside them.

The divine light soared into the heavens, shooting straight toward the Dipper and Ox constellations like two Heavenly Swords spanning the sky.

Such a startling phenomenon naturally caught the attention of the Yang Household Cultivators near Wolf Pool. They flew over on their Law Artifacts, but just as they were about to draw near, an imposing woman's voice stopped them.

"I am here. There is no need to be alarmed. Also, no word of this is to be spread outside."

"We shall obey the Old Ancestor's command!"

When the voice fell silent, the cultivators withdrew one after another. Though curious, none dared ask another question in the face of the authority of the Lineage's highest leader.

At that moment, Yang Tianyou lay quietly on the broad lawn. White-gold divine light shot from his Golden Eyes, only to be blocked by a Formation set up by a young woman beside him.

The woman wore a white robe and appeared to be sixteen. She had a slender figure, snow-white skin, bright brows, and gleaming teeth.

She was Yang Haoyu, the sole surviving member of the Yang Household's first generation of ancestors, a powerful Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator, and the true pillar holding the Yang Household steady.

The Old Ancestor, who was over a hundred years old, looked at Yang Tianyou lying on the ground with excitement on her face, as though she had seen something extraordinary.

Behind her, Yang Tianxue gazed at the Yang Household Ancestor she revered most, her eyes full of respect and her voice tinged with puzzlement. "Old Ancestor, what has Nineteenth Younger Brother comprehended to cause such a phenomenon?"

Beside her, Yang Tianwang pricked up his ears. He was quite curious as well.

Faced with the two juniors' questions, Yang Haoyu merely smiled and shook her head, saying only that the time had not yet come.

Seeing this, Yang Tianxue and Yang Tianwang could hardly press her further, so they could only suppress their curiosity.

Meanwhile, Yang Tianyou's mind was immersed in the wondrous runes that had emerged from his Golden Eyes' metamorphosis. He felt that they were extraordinarily profound; even with his comprehension enhanced by the Jade Register Heavenly Book, he could only glimpse a tiny part of their mysteries.

Even so, he felt he had gained a great deal, and that his attainments in Talisman Crafting had certainly improved considerably.

And so Yang Tianyou immersed himself in studying the runes in his Golden Eyes, while outside, the Yang Household Ancestor Yang Haoyu, together with Yang Tianxue and Yang Tianwang, stood guard over him.

Time passed quickly in this manner. Three two-hour periods later, the sky gradually began to brighten. The white-gold divine light receded, the Power of the Stars scattered, and Yang Tianyou awoke.

First came the soreness in his eyes, which made Yang Tianyou extremely uncomfortable. It felt as though he had gone days and nights without blinking, and it was agonizing.

At the same time, he sensed the entirely new power contained in his eyes: mysterious, elusive, and formidable.

For some reason, however, he could not draw on this power. Yang Tianyou guessed that it might be because his Golden Eyes had only just completed their metamorphosis and needed time to adjust, so he paid it no mind.

He blinked several times in succession, easing the soreness. Looking around, Yang Tianyou finally noticed Yang Haoyu standing nearby.

He hurried to his feet and bowed deeply to her. "Your grandson pays his respects, Old Ancestor!"

"Good, good. Tianyou, come with me. I have a few things to tell you."

Yang Haoyu nodded in satisfaction and turned around. A spirit cloud appeared beneath her feet, and Yang Tianyou hurried onto it. The cloud rose into the sky, and the two gradually disappeared from sight.

"Nineteenth Younger Brother has struck it lucky this time, actually earning the Old Ancestor's favor."

Yang Tianwang gazed enviously at the white cloud as it receded.

"If you could cause a phenomenon like Nineteenth Younger Brother did, the Old Ancestor would look upon you differently too."

Yang Tianxue smiled as she spoke.

"Me? Sigh, a fortuitous opportunity like that can be chanced upon but not sought. Who knows whether I'll ever encounter one in this lifetime?"

Yang Tianwang sighed softly, but soon rallied. "Nineteenth Younger Brother has gained a fortuitous opportunity, so his strength is bound to advance by leaps and bounds. As his older brother, I can't let him outdo me. Starting today, I'll increase my cultivation by thirty percent—no, fifty percent!"

With that, Yang Tianwang gave a loud laugh, summoned the Coiling Dragon Golden Staff, and rode it into the sky.

Yang Tianxue smiled faintly. Flames seemed to flicker in her phoenix eyes—the fierce fighting spirit of a Cultivator.

Her robes fluttered as a streak of sword light tore across the sky and vanished in a flash.

In the sky not far away, Yang Haoyu, who had not yet flown very far, stirred her brows slightly. A look of gratification then appeared on her face. With descendants such as these, my Yang Household will surely prosper.

An elegant, tranquil Bamboo House stood atop Purple Moon Mountain. It was where Yang Haoyu cultivated in seclusion.

Inside the Bamboo House, Yang Haoyu and Yang Tianyou sat facing each other. A pot of freshly brewed Spirit Tea stood on the table between them, wisps of steam rising from it. Its refreshing fragrance made Yang Tianyou draw an involuntary deep breath.

Seeing him like this, Yang Haoyu wore a gentle expression. She raised her left hand slightly, gesturing for him to make himself at ease.

Only then did Yang Tianyou relax his tense body. He picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of Spirit Tea.

The amber tea was crystal clear. Yang Tianyou drank it in one gulp, and a surge of astonishing Spiritual Qi rushed straight to the crown of his head before spreading throughout his body.

Wherever the Spiritual Qi passed, every part of his body seemed to moan. The comfort penetrated to his very bones, leaving him unable to get enough.

"This is Ginkgo Tea, made by roasting tender leaves from the Ginkgo Tree, the treasure that safeguards our Yang Household. It is a second-tier upper-grade Spirit Tea, best suited to strengthening the foundation and nourishing one's vitality. A single cup is enough to restore what you depleted during your Spirit Eye's metamorphosis."

"Second-tier upper-grade Spirit Tea?"

Although he had suspected as much, Yang Tianyou could not help being shocked when she confirmed it. After all, this was the highest-grade Spirit Item he had ever seen.