Chapter 9: Iron Arm Activation, Magic Eye Opens Worry-Free

  When Di Zhongyi woke up again, he found himself lying on a soft bed.

  A piece of silk blanket gently covered herself, emitting a kind of intoxicating light fragrance.

  This is... the taste of mother... Am I at my mother's place?

  Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes, this was Zhuo Hanlan's house, but now only Zhuo Yifan was left.

  He no longer felt any pain and had no idea how long he had been unconscious. The chaotic fight from a short while ago was still vivid in his mind.

  "I only remember that at the time, I killed many people and finally wanted to kill Zhuo Fei too. But... it seemed like I suddenly fainted? Yes, my arm, my arm was in severe pain!"

  He remembered why he had fainted.

  While deep in thought, his hand subconsciously grasped his arm. Immediately afterwards, his face stiffened, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

  "It's really strange, why can't I feel the pain of the wound, and...my arm seems to have thickened a lot?"

  He lay on the bed, his face stunned, he lay flat on the bed and raised his arm to look at it in front of his eyes.

  "Huh? Why is my arm so smooth? Not a single scar? I remember those bastards cut me up pretty badly on the arm?"

  "My arm has become so stiff! Who can tell me what's going on?"

  Zhuo Yi Fan swept his gaze and saw a small pair of scissors on the bedside table, along with some blood-stained bandages. Without hesitation, he picked up the scissors and stabbed them into his arm.

  A dull thud, and his arm felt numb. On the contrary, this small pair of scissors had its sharp head curled up by Zhuo Yifan's iron arm.

  "Wow, that's amazing! My ordinary arm blade is no longer afraid, and it might even be able to withstand the spiritual blade! But what exactly is going on? What kind of thing stimulated the iron arm, or rather... activated the iron arm?" A stubborn look appeared on his dark little face.

  In the melee, the transplanted iron arm did not play a role, but now, why does it suddenly seem to have possessed a soul?

  What's even more amazing is that the hardness of Tie Bi doesn't just stop at his arms, but also extends to his hands, which become exceptionally solid when Tie Bi is activated!

  Zhuo Yifan didn't just gain indestructible iron arms, but also obtained two solid iron fists!

  Iron Arm has fully awakened, possessing a terrifying hardness of twenty layers of elephant skin.

  Even in the Three Mysteries Realm, a strong practitioner who controls the Ten Elephant Gods' power would not have such hardness. At most, they only have a defensive strength of five or six layers of elephant skin. Those with slightly higher innate talent might still be around eight or nine layers, and at most, it wouldn't exceed ten layers!

  Now he felt that even his iron arm could withstand the Lianling Sword.

  With Iron Fist, Zhuo Yifan believed that if those people came again yesterday, they would no longer be able to hurt him in the slightest!

  It doesn't need any fancy skills at all, just one iron fist and even the sturdiest body will be pierced through!

  "There must be some reason why the iron arm was activated after transplantation!"

  He understood that if he could use his iron arm and follow the vine to find the melon, he might be able to find some clues to activate his magic pupil.

  Compared to Iron Arm, Mōyǎn's power is still not felt by Zhōu Yīfán, except for the night vision effect, it's just like an ordinary person's eyes, with no other usable features.

  He sat up straight, puzzled, carefully recalling the details of the battle just now, stroking the metallic arm over and over again, frowning tightly.

  Suddenly, a flash of wisdom swept across the profound eyes.

  "Who knows... doing it this way might just activate the Magic Pupil!" Zhuo Yifan's eyes lit up.

  With a try-it-out attitude, he made a mental adjustment and adjusted the hardness of his iron arm.

  As the metallic luster gradually disappeared, he immediately used scissors to pierce his own fingers, using the blood to lead the aura into his own magic pupils.

  That's right! It's blood! Both Mo Pupil and Iron Arm will acknowledge their master with blood!

  Obviously, there were bloodstains all over his arm, but surprisingly, there was no wound. This is absolutely impossible.

  The only explanation is that Iron Arm absorbed the power of blood and was activated!

  At the moment when two drops of blood silently fall into two pupils.

  At this moment, Zhuo Yifan felt his eyes twitching, as if a current of electricity had passed through.

  This strange feeling also made Di Zhuo's face change, but soon after, he felt that something in the depths of his soul was about to surge forth, slowly approaching him, as if it was about to unlock some kind of mysterious and ancient inheritance.

  In an instant, a burst of light flashed through my mind, and the world spun around me.

  This wonderful feeling, Zhuo Yifan couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in reality.

  He clearly felt that he was in a strange space. Silent tremors, icy and piercing to the bone.

  This space, devoid of any other light, had only a pair of eyes that shone with a dazzling purple glow. They emitted an icy chill, revealing infinite terror. With just one glance, the entire body would become numb and unable to move again.

  Those deep purple pupils suddenly emitted a seven-colored glow, like colorful ripples on the water, stirring up waves of ripples in space...

  This dazzling and bizarre scene immediately attracted Zhuo Yifan, unable to extricate himself.

  As the colorful ripples splashed, a buzzing cry echoed in my mind, and strange memories followed one after another.

  A string of information about Demon Eyes suddenly emerged in his mind, along with the Demon Eye inheritance - "Fusion Soul Eyes"!

  Zhuo Yifan suddenly realized that he had encountered a great opportunity. The Demon Eye not only activated, but also recognized him as its master.

  According to the inherited memories brought by the Demon Eyes, the Demon Eyes will be upgraded with the progress of cultivation and new powers will be derived.

  The so-called "Fusion Soul Pupil" is a name that implies the fusion of others and one's own soul, allowing the quality of the soul to be elevated.

  Why did I suffer so much ridicule and contempt in the Zhu family?

  To put it bluntly, it's because of this damn soul quality.

  The quality of one's soul determines their innate talent and almost represents a person's nobility or baseness.

  Divided into eight levels, from small to large: inferior, lower, middle, upper, extreme, king, jade, and ultimate! Except for the inferior, each level is further divided into: primary, intermediate, and advanced. Three grades.

  All things have a spiritual quality, whether it's an ant, a pheasant or a wild rabbit. Even the lowest and most contemptible creatures have their own unique spiritual qualities. The souls of ordinary people are generally low-grade or mid-grade at best, only slightly better than those of animals that can be slaughtered at will with inferior spiritual qualities.

  "There's actually a way to upgrade the quality of one's soul! That's awesome!"

  His small face revealed a long-lost look of wild joy, his eyes gleaming with magic as he saw the faint blue light membrane on his body, this was his soul!

  "Soul quality: Mid-to-high grade!"

  In an instant, the magic pupil transmitted the reaction information into Zhuo Yifan's mind.

  The improvement of soul quality! How many people's dream, the higher the soul quality, the farther the future cultivation path, the stronger the talent, often determines the fate of the strong!

  He closed his eyes and concentrated, communicating with the demon pupil. Some of the iron laws of fusion soul entered Zhuo Yifan's mind.

  The conditions for fusion of souls are two:

  Firstly, it must be a living thing on the verge of death.

  Secondly, the soul quality of the soul that is merged must be higher than one's own soul quality.

  Knowing the rules of Soul Fusion, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel eager to try it out. His soul quality was said to be extremely poor, yet that wasn't entirely true. It could only be considered average. Who knows how many ordinary people envied him?

  There's an old saying: comparing oneself with others can be suffocating.

  The mediocre high-quality soul quality in a large family like the Zhuo family is actually quite ordinary. In the Zhuo family, there are many children with illegitimate births whose soul quality is similar to or even higher than Zhuo Yifan's.

  He remembered that there was a younger son named Zhuo Guanying, who possessed an extraordinary soul quality, reaching the top grade. He was recognized as a genius in the Zhuo family. As a result, he received countless white eyes in the Zhuo family, and if it weren't for his grandfather's protection, it would be hard to say whether he could survive until today.

  But in the end, the storm has passed. Mo Tong and Tie Bi let Zhuo Yifan see a road of hope, a road of the strong!

  "Those who mock me, those who look down on me. I will make you pay the price you deserve!"