—Spirit City, Murong Mansion.
Murong Huai sat cross-legged on the ground, Soul Power flowing between his brows. A golden eye appeared there, its depths swirling with golden and azure light. It looked extraordinarily mysterious.
Heavenly Condemnation sat on the table nearby, watching with great interest.
Half an hour later, Murong Huai slowly opened his eyes. Seeing this, Heavenly Condemnation asked,
"Did it work? How does it feel?"
Murong Huai got to his feet and shook his head, then looked at Heavenly Condemnation.
"Hey, wait. Are you sure this thing has the power of time?"
Heavenly Condemnation froze, then nodded. "Of course. My judgment is spot-on!"
"What, you didn't get a time-related skill?"
Murong Huai nodded. "Yeah. And I can't sense that this eye came with any skill at all, let alone one related to time."
"Oh, that's strange." Heavenly Condemnation walked over and reached out to touch the spot between Murong Huai's brows. Less than a second later, he drew back his hand and said with a smile,
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You're really quite lucky. It may not be a time-related skill, but it's no less useful to you than the power of time."
Murong Huai blinked, perplexed.
"Huh? You mean this thing does come with a skill? Then why can't I sense it?"
"Because it's a passive skill, not an active one. There's no point talking about it—why not find someone and test it? Oh, and only use the eye between your brows." Heavenly Condemnation waved a hand, then returned to Murong Huai's body.
At this, Murong Huai nodded and went outside the room. "Yue Guan!"
As soon as Murong Huai called out, a figure appeared. It was Yue Guan.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, what are your orders?"
"Yue Guan, I want to test a Soul Skill. Suppress