Spirit Eyes

"What's wrong with my eyes... I can see everything so clearly."

Lin Yi sat on the stone bed, blinking once, then again. This was not the vision a normal person should have.

He raised a hand and lowered his head to look at his bandaged chest.

White linen strips were wrapped around it layer upon layer, faint medicinal stains seeping through them.

He had only wanted to see how well the wound had healed, but his gaze pierced through the linen.

Then came the layer of ointment beneath it, then the skin, flesh, and fascia. Layer by layer, they turned transparent in his vision, until the slowly beating heart within his chest cavity and the ribs supporting his ribcage were laid bare before him.

He could even see the fine bone patterns on the surface of his ribs and the paths of the blood vessels clinging to them.

"Hiss—" Lin Yi sucked in a sharp breath and blinked hard several times.

He shifted his gaze to his left hand.

The same sight appeared again. Skin faded away, flesh blurred, and bone was revealed with crystal clarity.

The cracks in his finger bones were displayed plainly before his eyes; even the sharp edges of the bone fragments were visible down to the slightest detail.

"X-ray vision...?"

Lin Yi's voice carried a trace of incredulous astonishment.

He turned his head and swept his gaze toward a farther corner of the stone house.

A sesame-seed-sized flying insect hovered in midair, its wings vibrating at an astonishing frequency.

Yet in Lin Yi's eyes, every beat of those wings had slowed as though playing frame by frame, the veins in their membranes distinct enough to count.

"Dynamic vision!"

His heartbeat abruptly quickened.

A strange intuition welled up within him. He circulated the thin layer of blood energy in his body and slowly guided it toward his eyes.

Lines of pale gold Divine Markings silently emerged across the surface of his eyeballs! Fine as spiderwebs, they spread outward from the edges of his pupils and covered the entire surface of his eyes.

At the same time, something he had never seen before appeared in his field of vision.

Countless tiny motes of light were scattered through the air. They were incomparably small, drifting at a slow, steady pace from all directions toward his forehead before merging into his brain.

Spiritual energy.

Those particles were spiritual energy.

He saw with his own eyes the entire process of spiritual energy being absorbed by his brain, the path of every mote of light clear beyond compare.

Lin Yi slowly lowered his hand. The pale gold gleam in his eyes quietly receded, and the Divine Markings vanished with it.

He sat quietly on the stone bed for a moment, sorting through every change he had observed.

X-ray vision, dynamic tracking ability, spiritual energy vision.

These clearly had not come from the Savage Bull Diagram or the Savage Bull Art.

"...All right, then." He grinned and muttered to himself, "After my brain awakened, my eyes awakened too."

After thinking for a moment, he gave this newly awakened ability a name—Spirit Eyes.

Simple and straightforward. Anyone could tell at a glance that it had something to do with eyes.

Once that thought settled, he suddenly remembered something.

"Brother Biao!" Lin Yi sprang up from the bed. The agonizing pain in his chest made him bare his teeth, but he had no time to care about that.

Biao's left hand had been shattered by a single swipe from the Inkshadow Leopard during the wolves' siege. Lin Yi had clearly heard the sound of bones breaking. With such a severe comminuted fracture, he was the only one in the entire tribe who could treat it.

He threw on an outer robe, pushed open the stone house door, and hurried through the tribe's earthen paths beneath the night sky until he reached the village chief's stone house. "Village Chief! Village Chief!"

An oil lamp soon lit up inside the stone house, and the door was pulled open from within.

The village chief wore an old outer robe. As he drew close, he looked Lin Yi up and down several times. "You brat, you're awake? How does your body feel?"

"Nothing serious. A few days of rest will do." Lin Yi caught his breath. "Where's Brother Biao?"

The village chief's expression turned solemn. "His other external injuries have been treated, but only the bone in his left arm needs you to set it. Can you do it in your current condition?"

"I can. Let's go."

The two hurried to Biao's residence.

Inside the stone house, Xiao Hu's mother sat beside the bed with reddened eyes, clutching a damp cloth as she gently wiped sweat and blood from Biao's forehead.

Xiao Hu lay beside the bed, unusually quiet. His little hands gripped the bedframe while he stared without blinking at his father's pale, unconscious face.

"Village Chief, Little Lin." When Xiao Hu's mother saw them enter, she hurriedly stood to greet them, her voice tight. "You're here... Biao still hasn't woken up."

"Little Lin woke up and came to set Biao's bones," the village chief said.

"Good, good, come." The woman quickly stepped aside.

Xiao Hu also hurried over to Lin Yi's side. He raised his little face, his eyes red-rimmed, his voice carrying a sob he was desperately trying to suppress. "Brother Lin... you have to save my father."

Lin Yi bent down and reached out to rub Xiao Hu's head, gentler than usual. "Don't worry. Leave it to me."

He walked over and sat beside the bed, reaching for Biao's left forearm.

That arm had been roughly secured with coarse linen strips. Through the gaps in the cloth, an obviously unnatural bend could be seen.

Lin Yi had intended to use blood energy to inspect the internal condition before beginning, but the moment he raised his hand, his Spirit Eyes activated on their own.

In his vision, the linen vanished. The skin vanished. Muscles and fascia became transparent layer by layer, exposing the ulna and radius broken into several pieces.

The jagged bone fragments were sharply displaced and piled atop one another. Several tiny splinters had become lodged among the soft tissue, while blood had pooled around the fractured surfaces.

He could even clearly see the blood energy flowing through Biao's left arm. Dark-red energy slowly squirmed along the remaining meridians, moving far more slowly than in a normal person.

Spirit Eyes were faster, more accurate, and more intuitive than his blood energy inspection.

Lin Yi's heart stirred slightly. Used for healing, this talent was practically like equipping him with a microscope and an X-ray machine.

He no longer hesitated. His right palm gently pressed against both sides of Biao's forearm, and threads of blood energy extended from his palm, precisely winding around the first broken bone.

Guided by his Spirit Eyes, he did not need to rely on touch to search for the position of every bone fragment. He simply "watched" as he moved them back into place.

One piece. Two pieces. Three pieces.

The shattered ulna was realigned, the broken surfaces fitting together seamlessly.

The entire process was smooth and swift. Every fragment was like a precisely arranged building block, returning to its place one by one under the pull of his blood energy.

In less than half the time it had taken him to set Falcon's bones last time, he had completed the entire procedure.

Lin Yi withdrew his hand and let out a long breath. "Done."

The village chief immediately stepped forward and swiftly wrapped the prepared thin wooden splints and linen strips around Biao's left arm, securing it from elbow to wrist. Every fracture site was firmly locked in place.

"Thank you, Brother Lin!" Xiao Hu pounced over and wrapped his arms around Lin Yi's leg.

"Thank you, Little Lin..." Xiao Hu's mother thanked him repeatedly, her voice trembling as though she had survived a disaster.

"It was only right. Brother Biao saved my life. This is nothing." Lin Yi patted Xiao Hu's head, but as he straightened up, his body swayed slightly.

He had just expended quite a bit of the little blood energy he had left. Combined with the fact that his own injuries had not fully recovered, an overwhelming wave of exhaustion now surged over him.

The village chief saw his condition and hurriedly said, "I'll watch over the rest. Get back and rest quickly. Don't force yourself."

Lin Yi nodded and did not stand on ceremony.

After saying goodbye to Xiao Hu and his mother, he turned and left the stone house, slowly making his way back to his own residence along the moonlit dirt path.

Back in his stone house, he shut the door, dropped onto the stone bed, and let out a long breath of stale air.

Though his body was exhausted, his mind was unexpectedly clear.

He looked down at his hands, then at the objects in the darkened room that he could see with perfect clarity. The corners of his mouth unconsciously curled upward.

"Spirit Eyes." He muttered as he once more circulated the blood energy toward his eyes. Pale gold Divine Markings emerged again, and the motes of spiritual energy reappeared in his vision.

"Not only can they see through flesh, capture movement, and see the flow of spiritual energy... when I helped Brother Biao set his bones just now, I could also clearly see the path and speed of the blood energy flowing through his body."

Lin Yi's eyes glimmered faintly in the darkness. "I wonder whether this thing can directly observe the Bloodline Divine Ability markings of ferocious beasts?"

If he did not need to wait for a ferocious beast to activate its divine ability and for its Divine Markings to surface before recording them, but could instead use Spirit Eyes to see through fur and flesh and observe the structures of the Divine Markings hidden deep within their bodies...

The more Lin Yi thought about it, the more excited he became.

That would mean that whenever he encountered any ferocious beast possessing a Bloodline Divine Ability, he could directly imprint its Divine Markings without even waiting for it to enter combat.

Both safety and efficiency would double.

"Not bad, not bad." He leaned against the wall and grinned.

That complete ink-black diagram of the Inkshadow Leopard's Divine Markings still awaited his comprehension.