Double pupils were always a path to invincibility

Winters came and summers went. In the blink of an eye, more than two years had passed.

Shi Zhao was nearly six now. She had grown considerably taller, and her little face had become increasingly delicate and fair, her features beginning to reveal an exceptional beauty.

During that time, Qin Yining had treated her as her own daughter and personally guided her cultivation.

Others might not have known, but Shi Zhao understood perfectly well.

This aunt of hers had quite an extraordinary background. She had originally been the holy maiden of Immortal Mountain in the Upper Realm. While gaining experience in the lower realm, she had met with disaster and nearly lost all her cultivation. In the end, her younger cousin-uncle had reaped the benefits.

It was a thoroughly classic tale of a holy maiden fallen on hard times.

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As a holy maiden of the Upper Realm, her knowledge and perspective far surpassed those of ordinary people. With her wholehearted guidance, Shi Zhao had laid a remarkably solid foundation.

In fact, even if Shi Zhao's strength had not yet approached the limit of the Blood Moving Realm, a single hand of hers could exert nearly eighty or ninety thousand jin of force.

She still did not know the origins or purpose of the mysterious scrap of cloth deep within her sea of consciousness, but the Seven Stars in the Palm had certainly been a tremendous help.

The seven birthmark-like red moles constantly absorbed a certain mysterious power from heaven and earth. At night, in particular, they could actively draw starlight into her body to temper her flesh.

She felt it was only a matter of time before she broke through the limit of the Blood Moving Realm.

Qin Yining kept a close watch on her and repeatedly warned her against rushing for results, so she had yet to squeeze every last drop of potential from her body, lest she accidentally damage her foundations.

After all, the lower realm was a barren land with limited resources. If anything went wrong, it would be difficult to remedy.

Besides, within the Martial King Manor, having overly outstanding talent did not seem like a good thing either. It attracted covetous eyes. Even without a bone for someone to dig out, she might still be secretly sold off.

That was right, she meant...

"Little cousin, little Yi, my darling little brother~ Why are you hiding from your big sister?"

"Run! The she-devil's here again!" A crowd of little sprouts ran about the courtyard as though they had spotted some peerless, ferocious beast.

Shi Zhao casually pushed aside two little girls who were hugging each other and blocking her path. She soon locked onto Shi Yi, who was feigning composure in a corner, and a loving smile slowly curled her lips.

How did that saying go again?

Start beating your little brother early. You had to use the iron fist of love to thoroughly correct certain mistaken ideas!

"I wasn't hiding." Shi Yi turned his head aside, his tone calm.

That was a lie!

His mind had matured early, and he had never liked fooling around with children his age. Cultivation was far more interesting.

He had only come here because he had no other choice. At home, this cousin of his could corner him at his door even more easily. He would have liked to go into seclusion and cultivate in peace, but he was too young for that to be practical.

"How can you be so cold at such a young age? How will you ever find a wife? Come on, give your big sister a smile." With practiced ease, Shi Zhao pinched his cheeks, which still retained some baby fat.

Perhaps he had been through this too many times. Shi Yi could no longer even be bothered to resist, and his eyes held a helplessness that did not suit his age.

Yet a closer look would reveal an almost imperceptible upward curl at the corners of his mouth.

After all, a genius's world was always lonely.

Throughout the vast Martial King Manor, everyone from his parents and relatives to the clan elders cherished him beyond measure. They feared dropping him if they held him in their palms, and feared he would melt if they held him in their mouths.

As for the children, they either harbored petty schemes or were childish and dull. Only this cousin treated him openly and naturally, while her strength remained an unfathomable mystery. That had instead created a special bond between them.

"I'm going back to cultivate," Shi Yi said flatly, not quite saying what he felt.

"Cultivate, my foot. Come on, let's go catch some fish!" Shi Zhao chuckled and hooked an arm around his neck without giving him a say. She paid no heed to what this awkward child said.

Not long afterward, his double pupils saw through the formation markings somewhere deep within the manor. Several spirit fish in a spiritual pool met disaster on the spot, becoming a pot of fish soup whose fragrance wafted everywhere.

A clan elder noticed, but it was already too late. Shi Zhao's expression remained unchanged as she placed Shi Yi protectively in front of herself.

"..."

Looking at the Double Pupils One, in whom the clan had placed such great hopes, the elder wanted to cry but had no tears. He even had to force a smile and remind them to eat slowly so they would not choke.

Over the past two years, several such incidents had occurred that people knew about. Since all of them involved the Double Pupils One, they had ultimately been dropped without resolution.

Outside cultivation, Shi Zhao's greatest hobby was dragging Shi Yi off to catch fish and shrimp or raid bird nests, under the grand pretext of giving him a complete childhood.

On the hill behind the manor, the setting sun cast its evening glow.

In a rare show of initiative, Shi Yi spoke up and stopped his cousin.

"You want to fight me?" Shi Zhao's expression turned somewhat odd. She reached out and felt her little brother's forehead. He did not have a fever, so why had he started talking nonsense?

To be a young supreme, you first had to be a youth. What was a kid not even three years old fussing about?

"I know you've been hiding your strength." Shi Yi frowned and said earnestly, "I want to know exactly how strong you are now, so I can catch up and surpass you."

"Good, that's the spirit! Confidence is a good thing... One more thing, remember to call me big sister." Shi Zhao paused briefly at his words, then broke into a radiant smile.

That really did fit his temperament. Proud at heart, he refused to lose to anyone.

Shi Yi was truly extraordinary. Though still very young, he had already entered the Blood Moving Realm. Now, he forcibly invoked the secret power of his double pupils, faintly exuding an inexplicable majesty.

His momentum surged like a rainbow!

Divine radiance blossomed in his eyes!

He unleashed a precious technique and charged!

Then... a single slap sent him flying back.

"Little brother, you're not ready yet. Come challenge your big sister again in a few years." Shi Zhao withdrew her glowing hand, walked over with a smile, and lay down on the grass beside him.

Seriously, that palm strike carried eighty or ninety thousand jin of force. Little brother, you still had plenty of training ahead of you.

Shi Yi turned his head without speaking, divine light flickering in his eyes, as though he were contemplating exactly how much force that slap had contained. It also seemed as though a suanni unwilling to admit defeat lurked within his gaze.

"Since ancient times, those born with double pupils have always had somewhat weaker physiques, and the Blood Moving Realm focuses on cultivating the body. You're only at a disadvantage now because you're young. Remember, double pupils were always a path to invincibility. Believe in yourself!" Shi Zhao hurriedly slipped into the role of an understanding big sister and comforted him.

She had finally managed to straighten out this child's thinking a little. If he immediately crawled back into a bull's horn and became ruthless, arrogant, selfish, and obsessive again, where would she go to cry?

"Double pupils were always a path to invincibility..." Shi Yi repeated the words, his eyes lighting up and his lips curling slightly. He climbed to his feet and left with a soft huff, leaving behind only one stiffly delivered sentence.

"Sis... just you wait. In another two years, I'll definitely surpass you!"

Shi Zhao could not help laughing. She had not realized this child had such a prickly little streak.

She watched that tiny figure recede into the distance, but the amusement in her eyes gradually faded.

She had already done her best to influ-

-ence Shi Yi's personality. For now, it seemed to have had some effect, but how things would develop later remained difficult to say.

"I hope you won't do anything that disappoints me, my dear little brother."

After spending so much time together, Shi Zhao truly regarded Shi Yi as her own little brother. She genuinely did not want to see brothers turn against each other or members of the same clan slaughter one another in the future.

Just then, hurried footsteps broke through her thoughts.

"Young miss! Young miss! I finally found you!" A Man ran over, breathless. "Hurry back! The madam's giving birth!"

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"What?!"

Shi Zhao cried out and scooped A Man into her arms.

Whoosh!

Runes interwove across her back, and a pair of peacock wings shimmering with five-colored light suddenly spread open. This was a precious technique of a descendant of an ancient species, obtained from the Imperial Palace Ancestral Temple. Though it could not truly let her fly through the air, it allowed her to skim along at tremendous speed, making her that much faster.

The wind howled, and Shi Zhao's heart filled with both nervousness and anticipation.

This day had finally come.

With the birth drawing near, Qin Yining had long since moved into separate quarters. Shi Zhao had thought there would still be a few more days. She had not expected it to happen so suddenly.

"Waaah-!!!"

An infant's ringing cry tore through the dark night.

"I have a son!" Outside the room, Shi Ziling was so excited he did not know what to do with his hands and feet. He was just about to rush in and hold the baby first when his father kicked him aside.

"Move! Let this old man hold his grandson first!" The Fifteenth Master held the swaddled infant and laughed toward the heavens.

Shi Ziling: "..."

Shi Zhao slipped quietly into the room. Watching the scene, a faint smile appeared on her lips as well.

"Little Zhao," Qin Yining called softly from the bed.

"Hmm?" Shi Zhao tilted her head.

"I'm sorry for the trouble, but I'll be counting on you to help look after your little brother."

"Of course!" The girl broke into a bright smile.