Wen Xu shook his head. "No."
"If that isn't it, why can't you recognize people?"
"Because I can't remember the features of their faces. I've tried using other methods to cheat, but doesn't everyone have two eyes, one nose, and one mouth?" Wen Xu said, as if that settled everything.
Gu Wufang was at a loss for words. That's far too abstract. Doesn't everyone look different? Why would he need to pick out particular features?
Seeing this, Wen Xu switched to a simpler explanation. "It's like telling black cats apart. Sect Master, don't you think every black cat in the world looks the same, apart from how fat or thin it is?"
Put that way, Gu Wufang understood at once. Still, it was bizarre. Even with this problem, his junior martial uncle had managed to study in the Mortal Realm and sit the Provincial Graduate examination. With perseverance like that, no wonder he could accomplish anything.
"...Your eyes are so unusual that those people outside could rack their brains and still never think of it," Gu Wufang said quietly. "For now, though, public opinion is still under control. If we try to suppress it, they'll only believe it more. Then you may not be able to hide your Golden Light."
After all, demons had no end of tricks. Rather than interfere, it was better to do nothing. If the rumors grew too deliberate, the cultivators of the Cultivation Realm weren't fools who would be taken in by a demon's few words.
In fact, Gu Wufang had arranged for people to steer the rumors that credited everything to the "Eye Destiny Pattern," giving them a push from behind. But there was no need to tell his junior martial uncle that. Otherwise, when his grand martial uncle returned, Wen Xu might report