Chapter 33 (1/2)

Translator: CKtalon Editor: CKtalon

Meng Chuan was shocked.

What is this? All I know is that three inches below the navel is the dantian. The dantian is where one can nurture Quintessential Energy. Why is there an empty s.p.a.ce between my eyebrows? And this little person inside looks exactly the same as me? Meng Chuan was puzzled, but he also had some guesses. Since this little person looks the same as me, could it be the soul of man spoken of in legends? Or is it formed by my mind and will? Or is it something unknown?

The manuals in Mirror Lake Dao Academy are distributed from Archean Mountain. My Meng family’s manuals have been gathered over a thousand years. My knowledge of cultivation is pretty complete.

I’ve read all the manuals consisting of general knowledge a long time ago. I’ve never seen any records about a s.p.a.ce between the eyebrows. Meng Chuan was puzzled. He liked to read. And as a child from a G.o.dfiend family clan, he was quite knowledgeable. But even then, he had never heard of a s.p.a.ce between the eyebrows. There was even a tiny person hiding inside.

Although he was surprised, Meng Chuan had an inkling that this was a good thing.

He could already feel entirely new changes occurring in his body.

This is such a wonderful feeling. When he closed his eyes, he could still easily avoid the items in the study as he walked. He opened the door with great ease and walked out. He kept his eyes closed and walked to the stone table in the courtyard before sitting on a stone chair.

Even when I close my eyes, I can still see everything within a hundred feet. Meng Chuan opened his eyes. It was already night, and objects around him looked very blurry under the naked eye. However, at this moment, he could sense everything within a hundred feet clearly. He could even “see” the tiny bristles on an ant’s legs while it crawled on a courtyard wall.

In every direction—left, right, up, and down—he could see things clearly. However, things became blurry once he exceeded three feet below the ground.

The naked eye could see ahead, but not behind! If it was pitch black, it would be impossible to see anything.

I can see a hundred feet clearly. Additionally, I can sense up to half a kilometer around me.

Sitting in the yard, he could clearly sense all auras within half a kilometer. The auras of humans and animals—all living beings—could be sensed.

For example, his father and Uncle Liu’s auras were the strongest in the entire Meng Manor. His father, Meng Dajiang, had an extremely strong aura. Uncle Liu Yebai’s aura was more ethereal.

The weaker ones were a group of people at the Mortal Shedding realm. Qiyue’s aura was the purest.

In all of Mirror Lake Meng Manor as well as places outside Meng Manor… The further he went, the more blurry it became.

Just like in broad daylight, without any obstruction, one could see into the distance with the naked eye. However, one could only see a blurry outline if they were far away!

Meng Chuan’s sense was the same! He could sense things nearby very clearly. If it was further away, he could only tell how many people and animals there were, which auras were stronger, and which were weaker. That was all.

If he exceeded half a kilometer… it would be darkness! He couldn’t sense anything.

Now, everything in the world looks different. Meng Chuan opened his eyes and looked at the various plants in the yard. The minute details within a hundred feet were simply breathtaking. He felt like the things he usually looked at were veiled by fog—blurry. Now, everything was a hundred times clearer! The colors he saw were much more vivid. He could now see many tiny, weathered pits on the stone tables that appeared flat and smooth.

Previously, if he were to look at hair, he would have found it very smooth and thin. But now, he could “see” the coa.r.s.eness of the hair like it was a tree branch, with many rough spots and damaged parts.

Everything felt more real.

Swoosh.

He drew his saber and slashed into the sky. Meng Chuan looked at the strike he delivered and felt excited.

In the past, I couldn’t see any flaws in a strike, finding it perfect… Now, I can actually see so many imperfections? Meng Chuan muttered. In the past, he had used his naked eye to look at the saber flash. Due to the strike’s high speeds, he vaguely caught glimpses of it no matter how strong he was. He thought the saber move was good enough! Now that he could sense it, the saber flash revealed flaws and imperfections. Its trajectory was also a hundred times clearer.

Every single flaw of the saber art was extremely clear. This allowed Meng Chuan to discover the imperfections of his saber art immediately.

As someone obsessed with painting, his pursuit of beauty was instinctual. He was unable to control himself due to the imperfection and disharmony.

I’ll continue training the Saber Drawing Stance. Meng Chuan began to practice the Saber Drawing Stance. His body transformed into a stream of light as he slashed out with his saber.

Only by discovering that it wasn’t perfect could he continue to improve.

One slash after another…