The Peach Replaces the Plum

Shi Tiexin blinked. Keeping his eye technique active for so long had left his eyes somewhat sore, and his thought energy was beginning to run dry.

Though his eye technique could no longer be called a bargain-bin version, it was still a shoddy product he had figured out himself. Primitive, crude, and a tremendous burden on both his eyes and his thought energy, it made Shi Tiexin clearly feel for the first time what it was like not to have enough thought energy—a massive deficit.

But in the next moment, dense origin energy swept over him. A warm current rapidly nourished and repaired his eyes. At the same time, his extraordinary energy channels continuously went to work, making up for the lack of thought energy.

Shi Tiexin calculated that using his eye technique at full power for ten minutes would completely drain his reserves of thought energy, after which it would take only about half an hour to refill them. At lower intensity, or if he used it more sparingly, he could sustain it for far longer.

As for his physical body, ten minutes of full-power eye technique would not place much strain on it. It could easily be restored with origin energy, so there was practically no need to worry about overusing his eyes and going blind.

High neural strength, high recovery speed—this was freaking Hashirama's body with Sharingan eyes!

Let me say it again: the Vast Overlord Physique was freaking awesome!

Shi Tiexin looked toward the direction Mad Monk had vanished, his face cold. "Run. Run. Let's see how far you can get. Today, you will all die."

In the dark city, a nimble black figure raced onward.

Long legs, black stockings, a full chest, an icy face—it was the female ninja, Shadow Moon.

She carried Mad Monk's