“Come take a look, esteemed guest. These petrification demon eyes were dug straight from the serpent heads of the Gorgons.”
“As long as you transplant one into your own eye, you’ll be able to petrify anything tangible—magical treasures, spells, all of it. Even if you don’t implant it yourself, refining it into an artifact gives it boundless power,” the shop assistant recommended enthusiastically to the customers.
On the counter lay four gray eyeballs, each with a vertical pupil, slightly smaller than a normal person’s eye.
They were sealed with powerful barriers, and the stand and brocade cloth supporting them had already turned into grayish-white stone.
The divine power of petrification was extremely useful. Whether faced with a mighty magical treasure, an intricate formation, or a body-tempering cultivator with astonishing defenses, all could be broken with a single petrifying glance.
Because of this, petrification demon eyes were highly sought after. Very soon, two of the eyes were purchased by different buyers.
“This flower mirage eye comes from the innate divine power of a renowned noble clan. With this eye, you can drag someone into an endless illusion where anything is possible—even time itself can be controlled by you. Even an opponent stronger than yourself might be unexpectedly defeated,” the shopkeeper said, taking out another eyeball.
This one was crimson, with a black spiral pattern constantly shifting on its surface. Just looking at it made people feel dizzy and disoriented.
An elder asked, “Shopkeeper, what about the other one? Flower mirage eyes always come in pairs—only together can they truly unleash their power, even manifesting the dharma body.”
“My apologies, Senior Liu. Our shop was only able to obtain this single flower mirage eye, no right eye, which is indeed a pity. But even with just this one, its divine power is already formidable,” the shopkeeper replied.
The elder shook his head regretfully and said, “If it were a complete pair of flower mirage eyes, then it’d be worth buying. But just one isn’t quite worth it.”
“Besides, everyone knows that unless you’re a pureblood descendant of that family, using a flower mirage eye consumes an enormous amount of spiritual power. Not worth it.”
Of course, he thought it wasn’t worth it, but there were other guests who thought otherwise. Soon, someone bought that single flower mirage eye for over three million spirit stone, leaving the store with excitement.
The elder appeared to be a high-ranking cultivator, and didn’t seem to lack spirit stone. He looked over the various exotic eyes on the shelves, then shook his head again. “These are all decent, but none are truly supreme. Don’t you have any peerless eyes here?”
Hearing his own goods belittled, the shopkeeper’s competitive spirit was stirred. “I do indeed have an Invincible Eye, but that’s the store-guarding treasure. I won’t sell it for spirit stone—only for a treasure of equal rank.”
“Oh? Take it out and let me see. I have quite a few treasures myself, and perhaps something that can rival your store-guarding treasure,” the elder replied confidently, clearly interested in acquiring a powerful exotic eye.
With great formality, the shopkeeper produced a precious box and opened it. Inside lay a large eyeball, its pupil shaped like a golden dial, with two hands slowly turning on its surface.
“This is a priceless treasure. Let’s see if anyone here has the discernment to name this exotic eye?” the shopkeeper asked with pride, full of confidence in his store-guarding treasure.
The elder pondered, his gaze thoughtful. An eye with a clock-like pupil was a conspicuous feature—he did know of a powerful divine eye that fit this description, but it was from so long ago that he couldn’t recall the name for a moment.
Just as the elder was racking his brains, a slightly magnetic female voice from the side spoke: “Eye of timecarving?”
The elder’s mind cleared instantly. “That’s right! It’s called the eye of timecarving—the legendary divine eye said to wield the laws of time!”
He turned to see who had reminded him, only to find it was a young maiden with long silver hair, dressed in men’s attire.
Her features were delicate, but she looked rather nervous, and she had only reached the twelfth layer of Qi Refining. Who would have thought such a low-level cultivator would have such insight?
“Haha, young lady, what keen eyesight and knowledge you have! This truly is the eye of timecarving. Do you know what divine powers this exotic eye holds?” the shopkeeper praised enthusiastically, feeling far happier to be recognized by others than to boast about it himself.
Mu Yanxin felt complicated. The only reason she knew the name eye of timecarving was because of the information provided by the immortal brain.
Every time Mu Yanxin glanced at one of these exotic eyes, the immortal brain would display its corresponding name and function in her mind.
Her parents looked at Mu Yanxin in surprise, not expecting their child to recognize the store-guarding treasure at a glance.
But they weren’t overly shocked—it wasn’t strange to occasionally come across obscure tidbits of information online.
“You flatter me. I only happened to come across a mention of this eye in some ancient texts. I don’t really know what divine powers it holds,” Mu Yanxin said modestly.
She knew that some people spoke politely but didn’t actually want the origins of their treasures exposed, while others liked to be admired. When she wasn’t sure which kind the other party was, it was best not to show off.
However, both the shopkeeper and the elder were old monsters who’d lived for thousands of years—they’d immediately noticed Mu Yanxin’s initial hesitation. The shopkeeper was a bit surprised; did this little girl really know?
Such a rare and precious exotic eye certainly didn’t belong to a mere shopkeeper—it was consigned to the store as a store-guarding treasure by an elder of the merchant house behind him.
At first, even he, an old hand at selling exotic eyes, hadn’t known the eye of timecarving’s divine powers.
It was only when the elder of the merchant house wanted to trade for a rare treasure that he wrote the eye’s powers into a manual for exchange. For this little girl to know them as well?
The elder looked at Mu Yanxin, finding her poised and courteous, her speech even tinged with a classical air—like a scion of a noble family.
He smiled and said, “No need to be modest, young friend. If you know, why not tell us so everyone here can broaden their knowledge?”
Mu Yanxin cast a sidelong glance at the old man. Though he’d hidden his aura, he was definitely a high-level cultivator—perhaps even Nascent Soul or Void Refinement. Did such a powerhouse really not know the specifics of the eye of timecarving’s divine powers?
Of course, she wouldn’t say it. There was no benefit to offending the shopkeeper for no good reason.
The elder obviously wanted to buy it but didn’t know the details; as long as he didn’t, the shopkeeper could boast freely and drive up the price.
That’s why the elder wanted her to reveal it, so he’d know if it was worth trading for the eye of timecarving.
In the cultivation world, knowledge was exceedingly valuable. If you obtained a spiritual herb but didn’t know what medicine it could make, or acquired a piece of immortal gold but didn’t know how to refine it, it was no different from trash. Thus, knowledge had a price—tremendously precious.
“Senior Liu, you’re a renowned figure—why are you trying to freeload a little girl’s knowledge?” the shopkeeper laughed, clearly not wanting Mu Yanxin to spill the secret.
The elder’s face paled.
“How could I, Green Willow True Person, ever freeload? Young friend, if you can explain, you can pick any immortal skeleton eye on that shelf as a gift from me. With me here, you can rest assured—the shopkeeper won’t give you any trouble.”
“Senior Liu, I’m running a legitimate business here, with a golden reputation. How could I bully a junior? Miss, just go ahead and speak. If you’re right, then that immortal skeleton eye is a prize from our shop,” the shopkeeper quickly added.