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The river flowed on, murmuring softly. Bright sunlight spilled across the earth, bringing radiance and warmth. On the grass, more than a dozen brown-feathered birds pecked at a long-dead fish. Its eyes were cloudy, as though it still harbored unwillingness.

Several smaller birds glanced at the "two-legged creature" lying in the distance. After swallowing the delicious fish meat in their beaks, they immediately grew curious. Chirping among themselves for a while, they decided to work together and explore. Spreading their wings, they prepared to fly onto the "two-legged creature's" face.

The larger birds paid them no heed and continued feasting, tearing chunks of fish from the carcass and swallowing them whole. This was far tastier than bugs. Who knew whether, after eating and drinking their fill, they would return and "write" a "Record of a Peach Garden Excursion" to promote it in the bird world.

But just as the little birds were about to land on their "runway," a faint golden light suddenly burst forth from it. An incomparably pure radiance and scorching aura swept out from the "two-legged creature's" Brow Center. In an instant, it passed over the flock, and the birds' bodies became transparent. Vaguely, strange "flames" could be seen burning within them. Yet the Golden Light vanished in a flash and could no longer be seen, while the birds' bodies returned to normal.

Still, the sudden change frightened them so badly that they no longer dared to continue their exploration. Flapping their wings in panic, they fled.

No one knew how much time passed.

The wind grew stronger, and the temperature dropped lower and lower. Even the grass seemed to curl up in fear of the cold.

"Pain, pain, pain." A pained cry rang out from the slightly noisy streamside. On the damp grass, Huo Yuhao, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. Propping himself up with both hands, he slowly sat up. After resting for a while, he repeatedly rubbed his Brow Center with his right hand. It felt as though it were about to be roasted, and the discomfort was unbearable.

However, before the pain had eased much, Huo Yuhao's expression changed rapidly when he saw the dim sky around him. Frowning, he muttered, "What exactly happened? I was unconscious for so long."

Suddenly, he remembered some of what had happened earlier. Instinctively, he placed a hand over his eyes. He knew very well what happened when one stared at the sun, but after gently touching them a few times, he felt no discomfort at all. This left Huo Yuhao somewhat puzzled.

Enduring the hunger in his stomach, he went to the riverbank, scooped up a handful of water with both hands, and drank it, easing his hunger slightly.

But when the icy river water cleared his mind, Huo Yuhao's body, which had been about to move away, froze. He stared at the water's surface in utter astonishment.

Though the sky had darkened, the reflection on the water remained fairly clear. The reason he had frozen was that there was a crack at his Brow Center, with Golden Light flickering faintly within it.

Huo Yuhao hurriedly closed his eyes, then opened them again and looked. Yet this time, the Golden Light crack was gone, as though everything had merely been an illusion.

But Huo Yuhao did not think so. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on sensing it. Suddenly, a peculiar heat flowed from within his eyes, as if a warm current were nourishing them. It was incomparably comfortable.

About five seconds later, the warm current faded. When Huo Yuhao opened his eyes again, his originally deep-blue pupils had completely turned golden. A blazing sun seemed to appear faintly within them. He turned to look around and, strangely, saw peculiar flames pulsing inside the plants.

Around the vegetation, there was also a vast, densely packed expanse of flames of varying sizes.

This strange sight stunned Huo Yuhao. He fixed his gaze on one of the large trees, wanting to investigate further. Suddenly, segments of bizarre Runes formed in his mind. Though he did not recognize their meaning, Huo Yuhao instinctively recited the string of Runes without difficulty.

The moment Huo Yuhao finished reciting them, all the Runes scattered and completely fused into his soul.

At that moment, a crack split open at his Brow Center once more. At the same time, a massive Golden Light surged out from his Brow Center, like a third eye, and shot directly at a five-meter-tall tree as thick as a water barrel. The Golden Light instantly enveloped the tree. At a rate visible to the naked eye, the flame pulsing within it began to burn with extraordinary intensity, like dry kindling meeting a raging blaze, igniting at the slightest touch.

As for Huo Yuhao, before he even had time to observe it, the moment the Golden Light burst out, his entire body seemed to collapse from exhaustion. Sweat covered him from head to toe, and with a splitting headache, he fell onto the grass. He gasped heavily, as if every last shred of his strength had been drained away in that instant.

This continued for half an hour. By then, only a faint glimmer remained in the sky before he finally recovered. The gold in his eyes had returned to deep blue, but Huo Yuhao paid no attention to that. Sitting on the grass with a strange expression, he murmured, "Heavenly Eye?"

No one answered Huo Yuhao. Only the howling cold wind lashed against his frail body, yet an indescribable expression appeared on his face. Touching his Brow Center, he murmured self-mockingly, "Is this some kind of benefit for a transmigrator?"

"Huff."

The cold wind blew even harder, stirring Ripples across the river. Huo Yuhao, already thin and frail, shuddered violently. The biting wind instantly woke him, and everything returned to reality.

Gathering his thoughts, Huo Yuhao took the initiative to search for the fish. When he picked it up, he immediately sighed helplessly. He could clearly see the peck marks on the fish's belly. It seemed the forest birds had stolen some food while he was unconscious.

But suddenly, Huo Yuhao froze. His eyesight...

It was clearly night now. Though it was not so dark that he could not see his hand in front of his face, the surroundings were still dim. Yet when he looked at the fish, it was as though the brightness had increased, allowing him to see it with remarkable clarity.

The pale, tender flesh on the fish's belly, faintly tinged with peach-red, was clearly reflected in his eyes.

In the past, even when he released Soul Power and activated his Martial Soul, his vision would improve somewhat, but never to this extent.

Could it be because of the Heavenly Eye?

Huo Yuhao suddenly thought of it. Other than that, he could think of no other explanation.

Rumble—

Dark clouds filled the sky, and lightning roared. Huo Yuhao did not delay any longer. Quickly picking up the bundled branches from the ground and the incomplete fish that had been pecked apart by the forest birds, he hurried toward Duke White Tiger's Mansion.

What he did not notice was that the Life Force of the tree struck by the massive Golden Light was rapidly surging. Soon, it became covered in an astonishing aura of life, and faint traces of Soul Power even seemed to be born from the tree.

When Huo Yuhao emerged from the dense forest along the stream and returned to the broad Official Road, a drizzling rain had already begun to fall. The ground had become muddy, and his clothes were soaked through by the all-encompassing rain.

Huo Yuhao panted heavily as he jogged back. More than ten minutes later, a vast complex of buildings finally appeared before him. It likely covered more than three thousand mu, and its overall appearance resembled an Imperial Palace.

The place was brightly lit. Beneath the hazy curtain of rain, it possessed a beauty reminiscent of an ink painting.

Arriving at the side of the northern gate, Huo Yuhao walked to the small entrance reserved for servants, gently pushed it open, and stepped inside.

The walls of Duke White Tiger's Mansion were over five meters tall and entirely vermilion. Beneath the bricks and tiles, a Soul Guiding Lamp stood every five meters. Their gentle light drove away the darkness and created a warm atmosphere.

The quarters for ordinary servants were located among the buildings on the northern side of Duke White Tiger's Mansion. Huo Yuhao passed through corridors and around several corners as he headed toward his residence.

Due to the White Tiger Duchess's oppression, Huo Yun'er and Huo Yuhao had always lived in terrible conditions. They stayed in a storage room once used for broken old timber. It was already crude to begin with, and its location was remote, with no other servants living nearby.

But when Huo Yuhao returned to his residence, his face immediately darkened. The only quilt his mother had left him to keep warm had been thrown onto the ground by someone. Rainwater had soaked it through, and several footprints were clearly stamped across it.

"Well, you're back pretty early."

Suddenly, the voice of a street thug came from within the storage room. At the same time, a young man poked his head out.

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath. A faint gleam flickered in his eyes, and a look of disgust instantly appeared on his face.

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