Just then.
A sudden, excruciating pain shot through Yang Yong's eyes.
It felt as though a red-hot needle had stabbed deep into his eyeballs.
His vision went black, and he lost consciousness completely.
When he woke again.
Yang Yong was lying in the front passenger seat.
Up front, Mang Dabiao was as pale as paper, utterly listless, without even the strength to lift his eyelids. The entire snake looked drained of all vitality.
Yang Yong sat up and blinked.
His vision...
Seemed a tiny bit clearer than before.
Other than that, he felt nothing different.
No surge in strength, no extraordinary phenomena, no sudden enlightenment.
That was it?
The Aperture... hadn't opened?
Yang Yong looked at Mang Dabiao in confusion.
Mang Dabiao lay limp, without even the strength to speak.
Instead, the Golden Fox beside him, Hu Xian'er, spoke softly, her voice gentle:
"Your Eye Aperture is already open."
Yang Yong froze. "It's open?"
"It's just that Eye Apertures vary from person to person."
Hu Xian'er continued slowly, "For ordinary people, opening the Eye Aperture only lets them see ghosts."
"But there's a strange aura entwined around you."
"The Eye Aperture you've opened should awaken a different ability."
A different ability?
Yang Yong blinked and looked around.
The stream, scattered rocks, the convoy, trees...
Everything looked normal. Nothing was unusual.
"Is there no way to find out directly what ability I've awakened?" Yang Yong asked.
"No."
Hu Xian'er shook her head. "Seeing ghosts is the basic ability all Spirit Mediumship disciples gain when they open their Eye Apertures."
"But a special ability like yours comes either from your innate talent or from a special cultivation technique you practice."
"You can only experiment slowly on your own."
"Other people's experiences won't offer you any useful reference."
Yang Yong rubbed his