[See Through Illusions: Ignores cultivation level differences. Allows the user to perceive the weaknesses of all living beings.]
[Instant Comprehension: Enables mastery of any cultivation technique or combat skill at a glance. Can deduce and refine techniques to achieve perfection.]
[Remaining divine abilities: Locked!]
“Damn!”
“So this is Dual-Pupils? That’s way too overpowered!”
Even though Xiao Yang was mentally prepared, he was still utterly shocked.
First, the ability “See Through Illusions” needed no further explanation.
Even though he was currently just a small fry, he could ignore cultivation levels and perceive the weaknesses of peerless powerhouses.
He was even itching to test it on his cheap old man.
And “Instant Comprehension” was even more monstrous!
While others had to bitterly train for ten years, he just needed one glance to master a technique—then refine it and improve it to perfection.
More importantly, these were just the first two divine powers that came with [Unrivaled Dual-Pupils]. More could still be unlocked!
At this moment, Xiao Yang’s mood could be summed up in one word—ecstatic!
With the Dual-Pupils, he was destined to have his name etched atop the human martial path—and at the very summit.
Even so, he still wore an eye patch over his left eye.
At least for now, it wasn’t the time to reveal his blade.
…
Elsewhere, in the First Prince’s residence.
Xiao Junlin was still seething from earlier—when Ning Hongye had placed a blade at his neck. He had nearly died on the spot!
He was born with the Supreme Bone, always regarded as the Xiao Clan’s prodigy. Yet today, all his pride had been trampled, leaving him furious.
So as soon as he returned, he went into closed-door cultivation. And under the pressure of that humiliation, he actually made a breakthrough.
“I broke through! 2nd stage Vajra Realm!”
Xiao Junlin’s eyes snapped open, the Supreme Bone behind him radiating light.
Boom!
His qi and blood surged, his bones rang in harmony, and a domineering aura surged from within him.
Thud, thud, thud!
Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside.
The Northern Suppression King and the Xiao Clan elders rushed in with anxious yet excited expressions.
“Father, elders, why are you all here?” Xiao Junlin asked, surprised.
“My son, was that you just now—breaking through during cultivation?” the Northern Suppression King asked with anticipation.
“Yes!”
Xiao Junlin nodded, “Father, I broke through to the 2nd stage of the Vajra Realm using the power of the Supreme Bone!”
At those words, everyone was overjoyed.
“As expected of the First Prince—a true dragon in human form!”
“The moment of breakthrough summoned violet qi from the east and even nine heavenly omens. This talent surpasses the founding emperor of Grand Xia!”
“With the First Prince here, the Xiao Clan’s thousand-year foundation is secured!”
The elders all praised him one after another, sparing no flattery.
But Xiao Junlin was confused.
What violet qi? What nine omens?
Wasn’t this just a standard breakthrough?
He had been in seclusion just now and hadn’t noticed any phenomena outside. But with everyone hyping him up, he started to believe it too—his self-confidence growing wildly.
“Could it be… I’m really a once-in-ten-thousand-years genius?”
Thinking that, Xiao Junlin couldn’t help puffing out his chest and curling up the corners of his lips.
“Convey my decree—”
“From this day forth, all cultivation resources for my son Junlin shall be doubled. He may freely enter and exit the Nine-Level Armory at will!”
The Northern Suppression King issued rewards generously.
To him, Xiao Junlin’s rise wasn’t just personal—it represented the future of the Xiao Clan.
Though the king held great power in the north, he was still ultimately beneath one man.
And the current emperor was no wise ruler. Obsessed with cultivating immortality and chasing longevity, he left the affairs of state to eunuchs. The people suffered, resentment filled the land.
The Northern Suppression King harbored great ambition. As a man of power, how could he endure remaining subordinate for long?
…
Night fell.
At the Ninth Prince’s residence.
Xiao Yang never left the house, but had already heard from Huang Li that his eldest brother had been declared the Xiao Clan’s True Dragon.
He naturally scoffed. No amount of cultivation resources could ever compare to the system!
“Young Master, urgent report!”
Suddenly, Huang Li burst through the door in a panic, “The King has ordered you to go to Miss Ning’s quarters tonight… to consummate the marriage!”
What?!
Xiao Yang jumped straight out of bed.
He had only just met Ning Hongye today—they’d only exchanged a few words…
Hold on!
She was still dressed in full armor. He hadn’t even seen her face. But the system had rated her as a “peerless beauty.”
He did want to consummate the marriage—but the problem was, Ning Hongye definitely didn’t!
“Huang Li, what’s going on? Miss Ning and I haven’t even had our engagement ceremony. This is against proper custom!” Xiao Yang frowned.
“Young Master, it was the First Prince’s suggestion to the King. He said Miss Ning grew up in the military and doesn’t care for formalities. Better to act now than delay—and chose tonight to consummate!” Huang Li explained.
“That bastard again!”
Xiao Yang scowled. Was his cheap older brother trying to send him to the grave?
After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Ning Hongye was the female god of slaughter. Rumors said she kicked enemy heads like soccer balls and ate children for dinner…
But this was a good chance to deliver the Kirin Golden Armor to her.
And who knew what treasure the system would return?
…
Northern Suppression King’s side residence. A high-class bedchamber.
Knock knock knock!
Xiao Yang knocked on the door, “Miss Ning, it’s Xiao Yang.”
“Enter.”
A cold voice came from inside.
Xiao Yang pushed the door open. He was wearing the radiant Kirin Golden Armor, and with his handsome features, he looked quite like a young general.
The only awkward part was the black eye patch over his left eye.
The room was dimly lit, red candles flickered, wedding decorations filled the walls—clearly a new marriage setting.
But Ning Hongye, the bride, still wore her full armor and sat on the bed.
Beside her stood her guard, Qingluan, blade in hand, eyeing Xiao Yang critically.
Xiao Yang also glanced at her.
On their wedding night, why was she here too? Was she Ning Hongye’s dowry maid?
He had to admit, Qingluan was a stunner too.
Tall and well-built, her form-fitting armor hugged every curve. Ample chest, flat stomach, narrow waist, round hips.
Her face was exquisite, but her eyes radiated pride and defiance—like an untamed mare.
“You little punk. What are you looking at?”
Qingluan snapped, “Xiao Yang, don’t think just because you flattered General Ning a bit, you’re worthy of her. As long as I’m here, don’t even think of touching her!”
“Qingluan, that’s enough.”
Ning Hongye spoke again, “Xiao Yang, though I accepted the engagement, I just returned from battle. My body isn’t well. I can’t consummate tonight. I hope you understand.”
“No problem.”
Xiao Yang quickly waved his hands, “That… should only happen after the engagement ceremony. Tonight is clearly my brother’s scheme.”
Hearing this, both Ning Hongye and Qingluan secretly let out a sigh of relief.
“I’ll leave shortly. But before I go, there’s one thing I must do,” Xiao Yang added.
“What is it?” Ning Hongye asked.
Xiao Yang stepped forward directly, reached out his right hand, and placed it on the chest plate of her armor.
In that moment, even someone as battle-hardened as Ning Hongye froze.
Was this… a grope?!