Song Yan looked at himself in the Water Mirror, utterly puzzled.
At first glance, the sight of two pupils in each eye was rather frightening.
Two pupils floated quietly within each eye, one gold and one gray, separated by an exceedingly narrow gap.
He looked like some kind of member of the Demon Race.
He blinked.
Both pupils turned together and focused together, as though they had always belonged there.
Xiao He leaned close beside him, her little face full of nervousness.
She reached out a finger and gently pulled back Song Yan's eyelid, leaning closer to examine it for a long while, her brows drawing tighter and tighter.
She was not worried about whether he would go blind. Her main concern was that Double Pupils might seriously damage Song Yan's good looks.
"How is it?" Seeing her solemn expression, Song Yan could not help asking.
After pondering for a long time, Xiao He said with great seriousness, "Not bad, I suppose. Once I get used to it, it should do."
That wasn't what I was asking-
When he was little, before he began cultivating, he had heard about Double Pupils from his grandfather.
In the Border Region, and even in parts of the Tang Court he later encountered, two pupils in one eye were usually considered an unusual sign, or even an auspicious one, symbolizing wealth, status, and good fortune.
This misconception might have arisen because legends claimed that sovereigns of High Antiquity, such as Ku and Shun, had been born with Double Pupils.
Occasionally, rumors would spread through the Tang Court's Cultivation World that some secluded Great Power had Double Pupils. Everyone spoke of such things with reverence.
But when his grandfather practiced medicine in Shiliang Town, he had told him that the so-called "chosen by the Heavenly