Even as his thoughts raced, his hands remained steady as he dripped the Spirit Sand liquid into his eyes.
After finishing, he took a deep breath and waited quietly.
After a few moments, the familiar cool sensation spread from his eyes into his optic nerves.
But this time was different.
As the coolness spread, a burning sensation began to emerge in his eyes.
Thinking of Chen Zhiyi's eyes that could see through everything, even though the pain was unbearable, Xiao Shou clenched his fists and forced himself to maintain the posture of meditation, silently enduring it.
He had no idea how long the pain lasted.
It felt as if time stretched endlessly.
Just as he felt he could no longer endure it and was about to cover his eyes and cry out, the burning sensation suddenly disappeared.
He then cautiously opened his eyes.
Everything looked even clearer than before.
