The Scholar's Grudge

"Heavenly Eye!" Chen Fan was immediately moved upon hearing this.

Yang Xiao had once told him that the Heavenly Eye Treasure Art originally belonged to the Yang Family and was innate to them. Even if outsiders learned it, they could only master it to a certain extent, at most unleashing less than half its power.

Thus, from time to time, people in the Immortal Realm would assassinate members of the Yang Family, forcibly gouge out their Heavenly Eyes, and claim them as their own. Such people were regarded as mortal enemies by the Yang Family; whenever they were encountered, they would surely be executed.

Now, this scholar claimed to be the Supreme Restriction body created by the Heavenly Dao from Yang Jian back then, and also said that he possessed an intact Heavenly Eye. It was as though everything had been deliberate, meant to stir Chen Fan's desire. After all, a true Heavenly Eye was unquestionably an immense temptation to an outsider who cultivated the Heavenly Eye Treasure Art.

Chen Fan had long been wary. Frowning, he looked at the scholar and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yang, what do you mean by this?"

The scholar smiled faintly. "You need not doubt my identity. I dug out this Heavenly Eye myself, precisely so that I would not be exactly the same as that man. In the end, I believed that my own eyes would not be inferior to the Heavenly Eye between my brows. The facts proved that I was right."

Chen Fan fell silent. What the scholar said was indeed true. He had no Heavenly Eye and had not even used any spell technique, yet he had seen through Chen Fan's true form with only his naked eyes. He even knew clearly that Chen Fan cultivated the Heavenly Eye Treasure Art.