Chapter 16: The Function of the Insight Eye

Only when Ye Bai was treating Dahui did he realize the awesomeness of the Insight Eye, which could even appraise information about fifth-order treasures.

He finally understood why the Yan Kingdom Alliance prized the Insight Eye talent so highly.

This talent could not only see the evolution paths of Pet Beasts but also view relevant information about items.

This was of immense help to the research work of the Yan Kingdom Alliance.

It could even drive in-depth research into the evolution of Pet Beasts in the Yan Country.

As a first-order nobody, it was already heaven-defying luck for Ye Bai to be able to appraise a fifth-order Life Spirit Seed.

If the Life Spirit Seed hadn't fed life essence back to Ye Bai, he likely would have been blinded.

Of course, the Life Spirit Seed did not reveal all its information; a large portion was still obscured by gray mist, which would require Ye Bai to increase his strength before he could see it clearly.

The same logic applied to why Dahui could not be appraised earlier; its strength was too high, and it was afflicted by a Life Curse, which was why Ye Bai could not see Dahui's data.

Moreover, Ye Bai discovered that when using the Insight Eye to appraise items, a portion of the essence from the item seemed to flow into his eyes.

To verify if this was true, he specifically took a first-order Thunder Stone from the Resource Box.

His eyes turned blood-red as he gazed at the Thunder Stone.

He saw a layer of gray mist wrapped around the Thunder Stone; with a thought, the gray mist vanished instantly, and the relevant information about the Thunder Stone appeared in his eyes.

A cool sensation then seeped into his pupils, replenishing the consumption of his pupil power.

His pupil power was instantly refilled, so full that it felt like it could overflow; his vision was as if washed by water, able to see leaves far away, even seeing the veins of the leaves with perfect clarity.

Afterward, he took out the Second-Order Insect Stone that He Qingyuan had lost to him in a bet, but this time, even using all his might, he could not break through the mist wrapped around the Insect Stone.

On the contrary, because of the excessive consumption of pupil power, his eyes developed an unbearable soreness.

"It seems that for now, I can only appraise first-order items with relative ease."

"Second-order items are still somewhat difficult; if I fail to appraise them, the consumed pupil power won't be replenished."

"The fact that I could see the Life Spirit Seed's information earlier must be because the treasure has a spirit and it voluntarily revealed its information."

"Otherwise, with my first-order strength, how could I have seen the aura of Dahui and the Life Spirit Seed?"

Ye Bai had self-awareness.

As for that black crystal with the skull on it, Ye Bai could see that the gray mist covering it was much thicker than that on the Insect Stone; it appeared to be a treasure as well.

Haishi, a secret Research Institute.

A group of people in white coats were busily conducting experiments.

Behind them was a row of Culture Dishes.

Inside them were trapped Gray Night Chinchillas.

However, they were tightly locked in the Culture Dishes by massive chains, making it very difficult for them to even move.

As they injected the prepared reagent into the bodies of the Gray Night Chinchillas.

The eyes of these Gray Night Chinchillas would widen, and their bodies would expand rapidly.

Beams of light emerged from their fur, and finally, with a bang, they exploded into countless fragments.

The Culture Dishes were quite sturdy; the shockwave from the Self-Destruct merely left flesh and blood smeared on the dishes. After a long sigh, the group pressed the cleaning button for the Culture Dishes.

Rushing streams of water surged out, washing the flesh and blood adhering to the walls of the Culture Dishes clean.

A man standing in the center of the Laboratory was leaning on a massive cane, reviewing the latest experimental data.

A look of anger appeared on his face; three years, three whole years, yet not a single experiment had succeeded.

With a bang, the man slammed the experimental records onto the table.

This loud noise caused the busy researchers to stop.

"We have been researching for so long."

"Has the evolution path of the Gray Night Chinchilla still not been researched?"

"The only Gray Night Chinchilla leader that was successfully experimented on escaped."

"Now its whereabouts are unknown."

"I will give you three more months; if you still cannot produce results, don't blame me for being impolite."

The man said angrily, ignoring the researchers' defenses, and left the place leaning on his cane.

Through the corridor window, he looked out at the brilliant starry sky.

He let out a long sigh.

The evolution path of the Gray Night Chinchilla was a project he had personally established.

According to his research, the Gray Night Chinchilla had a large frame and great strength; if it could evolve, its power would surely be immense.

If he could create an invincible army, he would be able to enter that Secret Realm and bring back his Pet Beast.

His gaze turned toward the starry sky, lost in deep memory.

The man regretted the scene of that day countless times.

At that time, he was crushing a fifth-order treasure, the Thunder Crystal, to create a Thunder Source, and through a massive needle, he injected the liquefied Thunder Source into the heart of the Gray Night Chinchilla.

Violent electric currents erupted from the Gray Night Chinchilla's body, shattering all the Culture Dishes in the Laboratory.

It transformed into a three-meter-tall Thunder Giant and rushed out, causing wanton destruction in the Laboratory.

The man could only summon his own Pet Beast, the Hell Reaper, wanting to stop its actions.

The Hell Reaper held a worn-out scythe in its hand; the scythe was wrapped in black mist, and countless wailing Souls were entwined around its black cloak.

You could absolutely never see its face through the cloak, only two red lights.

The Gray Night Chinchilla grew fiercer the more it fought; even though its body was struck by the Hell Reaper's scythe, it continued to attack in a frenzy.

Even when the scythe carved a deep gash into its belly, it kept on fighting.

In desperation, the man could only have the Hell Reaper use its own Death Origin as a curse, at the cost of dropping a rank, to cast the curse.

As a result, the moment the Death Curse landed on the creature, it broke through the ceiling and walked out.

That night, a torrential rain was pouring down, and it moved at extreme speed, quickly disappearing into the rainy night.

His Hell Reaper had sustained a very serious injury, and he had sent many people to search extensively for that fellow's whereabouts, but unfortunately, after searching for three years, they had not found anything.

He had also gone out to search several times, but he had not sensed a trace of that fellow.

It seemed that the Source of Thunder injected into its body had been contending with the Death Curse, eventually masking that fellow's tracks.

Only recently, when his Hell Reaper recovered to its original rank, did he sense that the Death Curse had completely vanished, which was why he had flown into such a rage.

"My time is already running out; I must hurry and conduct my research."

A strand of white hair appeared on the man's dark hair; his life force was being backlashed by the Hell Reaper.

(End of this chapter)