Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 339: The Ancestor Opens the Heavenly Eye for Xia Xin

Lin Yurong’s face was quite embarrassed.

Jiangli glanced at her and then turned to Fu’er, "It’s not a big deal. Why are you taking it so seriously? The older you get, the smaller your heart becomes. Alright, you should go out and rest as well."

Fu’er choked.

But realizing Jiangli was protecting Lin Yurong, he knew he couldn’t rest here, so he left with a pout, clearly disgruntled.

Xia Xin was just walking in from outside.

Even though he no longer had the Heavenly Eye and couldn’t see them, he heard Jiangli’s conversation with them. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Xia Xin guessed what the situation was and didn’t ask further, "Ancestor, are we still drawing five names today?"

This matter couldn’t be forgotten.

Jiangli, however, waved her hand, "We’re not drawing names today. There are other things to do."

Xia Xin was startled, "Not drawing? But we promised..."

"Tell them we’ll change the time. We’ll draw every morning from now on, but these next few days I’m busy with other matters, so we won’t do it."

Jiangli stood up from the bed, her expression slightly somber, "You want to open your Heavenly Eye, right? I’ve already asked Old Cui to bring the Netherworld Water. Of course, I’ll help you open your Heavenly Eye first."

A bright light flashed in Xia Xin’s eyes, "Now, right now?"

Hearing him stammer, Jiangli laughed softly, "Not now. Why would I tell you all this otherwise?"

Xia Xin was incredibly nervous, "But, but I haven’t prepared anything, I..."

"What do you need to prepare for opening the Heavenly Eye? It’s me who needs to prepare." Jiangli took out a talisman and the Netherworld Water previously given to her by Judge Cui, "But I’ve prepared everything already, you don’t need to prepare. Just lie down on the bed now."

Excited and sweating, Xia Xin quickly lay down on the bed under Jiangli’s urging gaze, his hands trembling.

Jiangli didn’t treat Lin Yurong as an outsider either. She walked over to the bed and said to Xia Xin, "Keep your eyes open, don’t move."

Xia Xin’s eyes widened, staying motionless, his heart thundering as if it might burst through his chest at any moment.

Jiangli took out the bottle of Netherworld Water, uncorked it, bent over, pried Xia Xin’s eyelids wider, and like administering eye drops, dripped the Netherworld Water directly into them.

The next second, Xia Xin felt darkness grip his vision, followed by a searing pain that swept through his body and enveloped him.

Xia Xin clenched the bedsheet beneath him tightly, veins on his face and neck popping out instantly.

Yet he gritted his teeth and did not cry out in pain or ask her to stop.

Jiangli arched an eyebrow, somewhat surprised at Xia Xin’s endurance, and treated the other eye in the same manner.

Xia Xin arched his back in pain, his body forming a bow shape.

In just a few breaths, sweat covered his body, his clothes as soaked as if they had been drenched in water, capable of being wrung out.

It showed just how intense the pain was.

Lin Yurong found it a bit unbearable to watch.

Yet Xia Xin didn’t make a sound.

Jiangli was starting to admire Xia Xin for his tolerance.

She clicked her tongue, picked up the Rhinoceros Horn Talisman that was already prepared, and affixed it to Xia Xin’s eyes.

The Rhinoceros Horn Talisman immediately clung tightly to his eyes as if it was suctioned on.

Gradually, Lin Yurong saw the talisman becoming transparent, as though it was merging into Xia Xin’s eyes bit by bit.

The pain intensified progressively.

Xia Xin felt like he was going to twist the bedsheet apart, his mind darkening and fragmenting from the agony.

For a moment, he didn’t know where he was, as if he was already dead.

The pain was so severe it felt like his soul was about to leave his body.

Jiangli caught sight of his muscular reactions and started rummaging through the room.

Inside the bedside table, she found the silver needles the old Taoist used to keep.

Jiangli took them out and said to Lin Yurong, "Help me with this."

Seeing Xia Xin in such pain as if he were sharing it, Lin Yurong’s features almost wrinkled together. Hearing Jiangli’s words, she came back to her senses, "What do you need me to do, Abbot?"

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