Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Inside the room, the spiritual energy fluctuations were quite unusual.

However, it was that deep, intensely dark color deep within the dragon's eye that suppressed everything here.

Those crimson ancient elven runes seemed to always obey the dragon's commands, bowing and worshipping it.

Above the dark dragon eye, in the center of the inscription, Bai Ling manipulated the pale golden ribbon, which flew towards Cai'er's eyes.

The moment the white silk blindfolded her eyes, Cai'er's eyes seemed to be covered with a faint golden halo.

"Swallow."

A cold voice, unlike Bai Ling's, echoed from all directions of the room.

With a flash of light, the phantom of the dragon's eye, hidden within the runes, suddenly emerged from the magic array.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom descended from the sky, piercing straight into Cai'er's forehead and disappearing without a trace.

Inside the room, all the ancient elven runes dimmed instantly, losing their blood-red luster.

A strange feeling made Cai'er let out a muffled groan.

It wasn't an instinctive reaction when the body encounters danger, but rather like a parched land suddenly being irrigated by a massive flood.

As her soul was nourished, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Professionals have a much sharper intuition than ordinary people.

Moreover, Cai'er is an assassin from the Assassin's Temple, and has a stronger sense of awareness of her own organs.

To her surprise, she discovered that there seemed to be some different colors in the pitch-black field of vision.

Bai Ling nodded in satisfaction and exhaled a breath of stale air. "Take off the ribbon."

Having regained control of her body, Cai'er removed the white silk. The bright light rushed into her eyes, causing her to instinctively close them and raise her hand to shield her eyes from the somewhat dazzling sunlight outside the window.

Bai Ling snapped her fingers in a very cool way, and the screen window closed. "Oh right, I almost forgot that you just regained your sight and can't stand the morning sunlight."

"I can see now?"

Cai'er stared blankly at the black-haired girl in front of her. The clear vision felt like a dream, somewhat detached from reality.

Bai Ling smiled and said, "Of course, your vision was only recently sealed by the ancient elven runes, and the color in your eyes has not completely faded yet, so restoring your sight shouldn't be too difficult."

Cai'er covered her mouth in surprise, "Bai Ling, is this the gift you prepared for me?"

Bai Ling nodded. "I never believed that being an assassin meant enduring pain that ordinary professionals couldn't bear. Besides, you're not disabled."

She knew what Cai'er meant to the Assassin's Temple, to the Holy Moon, and even to the entire human race.

However, it's a bit too much for the Assassin's Temple to treat a perfectly healthy girl in such a torturous way.

Cai'er bit her lip, walked to Bai Ling's side, and hugged the person in front of her tightly, "Does doing this have a big impact on your health?"

Bai Ling smiled and shook her head, patting Cai'er's thin shoulder. "It doesn't have much of an impact. In fact, I've even benefited from you."

After a brief embrace, Cai'er pulled away, her beautiful purple eyes, now bright again, staring at Bai Ling with a questioning look. "Benefits?"

"Correct."

As she spoke, Bai Ling took back the ribbon that Cai'er was holding.

The long ribbons transformed into white gauze and fell upon her.

The next second, a dark blue dagger appeared out of thin air and landed in Bai Ling's hand.

When Cai'er saw the familiar dagger in the cave—the one that had pierced her forehead and blinded her—her delicate face suddenly lost all color.

She raised her hand, trembling. "A dagger... it actually has a physical form?"

Bai Ling shrugged, a somewhat bewildered expression on her face. "Otherwise what?"

As she spoke, she used her spiritual power to shatter the dagger, turning it into two spherical gray beads.

Cai'er adjusted her breathing and forced a smile. "I thought they were just some kind of special spiritual energy that condensed into the shape of a dagger and temporarily sealed off my senses."

Having learned from Sheng Yue that Bai Ling held a high position in the Temple Alliance, Cai'er did not hide her true situation from her.

Bai Ling shook her head and pointed out in a few words that the Assassin's Temple had been hiding a lot from Cai'er.

For example, the dagger in her hand is a real weapon.

However, it has two forms: physical and spiritual.

In its physical form, it can easily slice through any magical weapon on anyone.

In a spiritual state, a person's senses can be sealed until the person whose senses have been sealed breaks through, at which point the spiritual energy will transform into pure spiritual power and merge into that person's body.

This is why Cai'er's spiritual power always increases very quickly when she cultivates.

Every time Bai Ling spoke the truth, Cai'er's face darkened a little more.

In the end, Cai'er clenched her fists, and the words that the high-ranking members of the Assassin's Temple had repeatedly told and instilled in her flashed through her mind.

A purple aura, filled with anger and killing intent, overturned the ornaments in Bai Ling's room and spread outwards.

Seeing this, Bai Ling shook her head.

She raised her hand, and a layer of blue water ripples swallowed the purple killing intent.

"Cheer up, at least now someone is willing to tell you the truth, isn't that right?"

The gentle water elemental energy washed over Cai'er's body, making her feel a little better.

She looked up at Bai Ling, who had grown much taller and whose features resembled Long Haochen's—gentle and reliable.

Cai'er's purple eyes were filled with tears. She hugged Bai Ling, and sobbed softly, like a child who had been stubborn and struggling alone in a foreign land for a long time and had just met a long-lost relative.

Bai Ling watched as Cai'er went from crying softly to almost going crazy with resentment.

She looked at him as if she were looking at Long Haochen, the boy who was bullied when he came home and cried in her arms, asking why his father had disappeared.

Bai Ling calmly patted Cai'er on the back, as if she had comforted Long Haochen in the same way.

Moreover, the golden light fell upon the weeping girl, as if drawing away her negative emotions.

Hiding in Bai Ling's shadow, the half-adult, heaven-defying demonic dragon Xiao Bai, who had already developed intelligence, greedily absorbed these emotions.

"Alright, if you keep crying, you'll end up with walnut eyes. If the hero sees this, he'll come after me."

"would not."

Say so.

Cai'er slowly raised her head, her eyes regaining their usual clarity and strength. "What about my eye color?"

The restoration of her vision meant that her dull pupils returned to their original purple color.

Even if Cai'er wanted to pretend to be blind, she couldn't do it.

She can't possibly wear a black silk blindfold all day to hide from everyone's prying eyes, can she?

Bai Ling glanced meaningfully at the bead floating directly in front of her, "Don't worry, no one knows you've regained your sight except me."

As she spoke, she used her spiritual power to cut the beads, quickly creating pairs of contact lenses imbued with the aura of ancient elven inscriptions.

Bai Ling cast a miniature water elemental magic circle into the contact lens, then used her light spiritual power to purify it briefly before handing it to Cai'er.

"Try it?"