The Truth Behind Spiritual Vision

At night, the Hetu Dao Master brought Old Huang to reexamine He Zhao.

"Rest for a while and nurture your spirit. That will be enough." Once he finished speaking, he waved at the others in the room. Before long, only the two of them remained.

With his hands behind his back, the Dao Master opened the window and gazed at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, asking softly.

"Zhao'er, was the Spirit Realm terrifying?"

He Zhao, who had been lying on the bed playing mad and stupid, shuddered violently at those words.

How did he know?!

Ruthless He Zhao stared in disbelief at the Hetu Dao Master's profile, a face that looked no older than thirty-something, as though he wanted to find something in it.

"Do not suspect that I am merely probing you. The truth of this world is truly somewhat hair-raising. When I was thirteen, I occasionally saw things ordinary people could not see.

"This talent, so different from that of ordinary people, helped me avoid many deadly dangers. Yet at the same time, it brought terrible disasters upon my relatives and friends.

"By the time I was eighteen, my father, mother, elder sister, younger sister, younger brother, close relatives, and friends had all become a handful of yellow earth.

"At the time, I always felt that I was a Lone Star, destined to spend my entire life alone. Until one day, I met my master. He said I possessed a pair of eyes that could see through the boundary between illusion and reality, and that I was a born Unusual Scholar.

"The only pity was that I was incomplete, not a Complete Person. Even now, I still did not understand what my master had meant by incomplete and Complete Person.

"But that did not stop me from cultivating under him. Benefiting from my calamitous talent, my cultivation went smoothly, like a boat sailing with wind and water, breaking through from nothing all the way to the Riding Light Realm.

"Moreover, I stumbled upon great fortune in the Spirit Realm. I copied down a fragmentary text and comprehended the Burning Fire Method, a cultivation method that required no talent and could be practiced by anyone.

"Unfortunately, forcing myself to read the Spiritual Text Fragment severely damaged my eyes, leaving me likely unable to advance beyond my current realm for the rest of my life. Unwilling to accept that, I left the Xuan Du Great Dao Lineage and wandered all the way to Wancheng.

"Why do you think I remained here day after day, year after year, for fifteen years, and founded the Hetu Dao?"

Having said that, the Dao Master smiled at the horrified He Zhao.

Eyes, Spiritual Text Fragment, fifteen years!

"So my eyes were actually yours?"

He Zhao asked, his expression faintly miserable.

"You can be taught after all. I did not choose you in vain."

The Hetu Dao Master looked deeply gratified.

"From Xuan Capital to Wancheng, one thousand two hundred and eighty-nine children received transplants of my eyes, yet every one of them died suddenly, unable to bear it. Only you perfectly accepted the transplant without dying.

"The moment I left seclusion and entered this room, I sensed the terrifying aura of the Spirit Realm on you. If it had been any other Dao Master, they certainly would not have been so sure, nor would they have discovered it.

"Unfortunately, who told me to explore that place countless times? I was simply too familiar with that icy numbness, that lifeless chill saturated with deathly energy."

At this point, the Hetu Dao Master sighed.

"You are excellent material among Unusual Scholars. If you had not been nurturing the Spiritual Eye, your cultivation surely would not have stopped here. What a pity, what a pity!"

Before He Zhao could make a move, the Hetu Dao Master drew a Tourmaline Seal from his sleeve. It was covered in cold, blood-red patterns that had spread across half its surface. No one knew how many more times it could be used.

"Ban!"

He shouted softly, and invisible ripples rapidly spread outward.

He Zhao immediately sensed that the Spirit Power he had cultivated was heavily suppressed. It was as if a colorless, transparent membrane stood between it and himself. He could only sense that it remained there, yet could not mobilize even a fraction of it.

"The Spirit Banishing Seal can isolate most foreign powers, including the Spirit Power of human Unusual Scholars. Even a Fierce Ghost's Murderous Iron Law can be forbidden. So promise me this: do not struggle. Offer up your Spiritual Eye obediently, and I will spare your life. How about it?"

Heh heh.

If He the Person believed him, he would be Great Xuan's number one fucking fool.

After rambling on about so many secrets, how could the man possibly let him off so easily?

"I know what you are relying on. You simply believe that becoming a Secret Blood Warrior has given you the confidence to fight with your life on the line. But two fists cannot defeat four hands."

"Boom—"

The door was violently smashed open from outside. Cheap Master Old Huang led four bare-chested burly men with exceptionally formidable presences into the room.

Faint patterns were tattooed on their arms, seemingly representing a certain faction.

Moreover, the auras of those four were absolutely beyond anything A'da had ever possessed.

"At least one tenth of the Mutated Blood in their bodies has transformed, and the highest has reached three tenths. What about you? You only became a Secret Blood Warrior recently, so you likely have just the beginner's one percent. Surrender without resistance. I do not wish for you to die. After all, I watched you grow up."

His heart was ruthless enough!

He Zhao silently loosened his grip on the Bone Dagger in his arms. Without Spirit Power flowing into it, this thing was useless as shit.

Seeing his small movement, the Hetu Dao Master's lips curled into a faint smile.

His cautious nature had allowed him to gain the upper hand over Ruthless He Zhao without a sound.

"So, you really did obtain a Sacrificial Vessel from within."

"Get him!"

Old Huang tore off his disguise and waved his large hand expressionlessly. Inwardly, he cursed: Why play at such heartfelt sentiment? Would it not have been better to kill him outright!

Had they not anticipated long ago that this day might come?

"Whoosh—"

The two men in front pushed off with their feet and, in the blink of an eye, arrived beside He Zhao's bed.

With savage expressions, they reached for him. One intended to lock his shoulder bone, while the other viciously extended his fingers, planning to gouge out his eyeballs alive.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

"Boom—"

The Hetu Dao Master's smile froze on his face. The scene he had expected, He Zhao being captured without any power to resist and having his eyes gouged out, did not arrive as scheduled.

Instead, the two Secret Blood Warriors with one-tenth of their Mutated Blood transformed had their chests shattered and were sent flying backward.

"Thud!"

A heavy object struck the floor. The others turned to look, only to see the two men lying on the ground, blood gushing from their chests, their eyes wide open in death.

"Sometimes, quality always makes up for the gap in quantity."

He Zhao wiped the blood and bone fragments from his fists, threw off the blanket, rose from the bed, and mocked them.

The Aberration Blood transformed within his body was not the one percent the Hetu Dao Master had claimed.

For some unknown reason, it had reached a full one tenth!

Of course, the progress of the transformed blood did not represent how much of the original Aberration's strength he possessed.

Yet Ruthless He Zhao could still feel the terrifying strength and horrifying explosiveness within himself.

Just two light punches had been enough. In a single exchange, he had beaten two Secret Blood Warriors with one-tenth transformation to death while they were still alive and kicking.

Leaving aside the difference between their Mutated Blood, Someone surnamed He had not even used Golden Powder or the Jade Dagger to suppress himself. In that regard alone, he had surpassed the two dead men by more than ten streets.

Complete liberation and heavy suppression were as different as heaven and earth; the gap could not be described in words.

"You did not use Blood Bear Heart Blood?"

The Hetu Dao Master frowned. He truly could not understand how this child, whom he had secretly watched for fifteen years, had managed to hunt an Aberration's heart.

"Boom!"

He Zhao did not answer. His right hand, which had reached into his clothes, suddenly withdrew. After swinging his arms into a stance, his entire body erupted forward, crushing the floor beneath his feet. With speed too swift for thunder to cover his ears, he arrived before the Hetu Dao Master.

His right fist clenched as his body bent backward like a great bow.

"Boom—"

His fist lashed out viciously, making the air roar violently.

If that punch landed solidly, it would likely blast a person into pieces.

"Military Fist Technique, Blazing Bow?!"

The surprises He Zhao had brought him today were truly a little too numerous.

Why would the exclusive fist technique of the Profound Armor Elite appear on an Unusual Scholar from a small city?

His fist was only two inches from the Hetu Dao Master's chest when He Zhao frowned deeply. Why was the other man neither dodging nor evading?

"Fix!"

Old Huang gripped the Immobilizing Wailing Bone, and Ruthless He Zhao immediately sensed an invisible force locking his body down tight.

From head to toe, only his eyeballs could move. He exerted every ounce of strength in an attempt to break free, but the result fell short of his hopes.

Even a one-tenth transformation rate could not let him forcibly break the Sacrificial Vessel's Immobilization effect.

"Young indeed."

The Hetu Dao Master extended his free left arm. Ignoring the fist only an inch from his chest, he gracefully and elegantly reached for He Zhao's eyeball.

As for why the protagonist's past life was so closely connected to this, an explanation will be given later. It was not really a plot hole, but rather part of the setting. Thanks to [Young Man, You're So Flashy] for the reward of 202 Qidian coins. I am especially curious how the 2 Qidian coins were rewarded.