A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Looking at Ji Zuodao's enthusiastic and candid manner, as if he were promoting his own local specialties, Zhang Quan felt a chill run down his spine.

If his uncle, the bureau chief, hadn't been standing right next to him, he would have run away immediately, not wanting to stay a second longer.

But Director Zhang didn't say anything, he just watched silently. Zhang Quan had no choice but to bite the bullet and get closer to examine the pile of "high-quality goods" carefully.

Wow, they have a really complete selection!

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—all sorts of colors are available.

Round, flat, with vertical pupils, with compound eyes, birds, beasts and aquatic products, all kinds are available.

After looking around, Zhang Quan discovered a serious problem—

Not a single one of these eyeballs is human!

"Um... Brother Ji," Zhang Quan swallowed hard and asked cautiously, "do you... have human eyeballs?"

"Yes, of course!"

Ji Zuodao answered decisively. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, put his index and middle fingers together into a hook shape, and went straight for his own black and white eyes!

The movements were swift and decisive, without any hesitation, as if he were not picking out his own eyeball, but rather a harmless speck of eye boogers from the corner of his eye.

"Holy crap! Wait! Brother Ji! That's not what I meant!"

Zhang Quan was so frightened he almost flew away. He rushed forward and grabbed Ji Zuodao's wrist tightly, his voice cracking.

Good heavens! That power, that decisiveness!

If he hadn't stopped him in time, this guy could have easily pulled out his own eyeballs and performed a "picking stars with his bare hands" act without batting an eye!

"Damn... Brother Ji's got some nerve!"

Zhang Quan was still shaken; cold sweat broke out on his back.

"But...it really doesn't have to be that bad..."

"Hey, I was just kidding."

Ji Zuodao grinned and withdrew his hand, as if the thrilling scene just now was really just a harmless joke.

Zhang Quanqian laughed twice, his back was soaked with sweat.

A joke? The force and precision of that digging just now were anything but a joke! This guy's "joke" is really hard on the eyes!

"Um... Brother Ji,"

Zhang Quan steadied his wildly beating heart, remembered a crucial question, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.

"Can my original pair still be used?"

"Um?"

Ji Zuodao secretly lamented his disappointment, as he had originally intended to download it and tinker with it for his own use.

He weighed the two "old goods" in his hand, which had just come out of Zhang Quan's eye sockets and were still warm and damp.

"It works, just needs a little fixing. But..."

"Your cultivation of the Golden Eyes of Illusion will probably only leave behind the most basic foundation. There's no chance of restoring it to its former state. If you want to use it again, you'll have to start from scratch, and besides..."

Ji Zuodao raised his eyes, glanced at Zhang Quan, and added:

"The way I'm handling this might be a bit unsightly. If you mind..."

"No problem! No problem!"

Upon hearing that the original could still be used, Zhang Quan's eyes lit up instantly, and he hurriedly waved his hand.

"That's good! That's good! Using the original would be ideal!"

"become."

Ji Zuodao nodded and said no more.

Then, under the watchful, suspicious gazes of Zhang Quan and Director Zhang—

He raised his wrist and opened his mouth.

"Gulp."

Those two original eyeballs, freshly extracted from Zhang Quan's eye sockets and still covered with a layer of dust, were tossed into his mouth without changing his expression. He swallowed them with a slight movement of his Adam's apple.

Zhang Quan: "???"

Director Zhang: "!!!"

The air freezes.

Zhang Quan froze on the spot, forgetting to move his hands and eyes, his mind completely blank.

What did he just see? Ji Zuodao...ate his eyeballs?!

You're going to swallow it raw?! Without even a little sauce?!

Even Director Zhang, who was used to seeing all sorts of things, had his pupils shrink slightly and his lips twitch almost imperceptibly.

He knew from Old Liu that this kid's methods were "special," but this was... a bit too "special," wasn't it?!

Ji Zuodao, however, was completely oblivious to the horrified looks in their eyes, or rather, he simply didn't care.

He tilted his head back and made a soft, gurgling sound in his throat, as if he were ruminating.

Then, he stretched his neck and opened his mouth—

"Pop, pop."

He spat out two wet, round eyeballs intact, which landed steadily in his palm.

At this moment, the appearance of those eyes had changed drastically!

The lifeless grayness that had been covering it had vanished without a trace, and the surface of the eyeballs had regained its clarity and luster.

Most remarkably, deep within those dark pupils, two extremely faint yet real pale golden halos floated faintly!

Like a tiny spark remaining after a storm, it stubbornly proved that the foundation of the Golden Eyes of Truth had not been completely severed.

"alright."

Ji Zuodao shook off non-existent water stains from his hands and glanced at Zhang Quan, who was still in a state of detached consciousness.

The next second, he struck with lightning speed!

One hand swiftly and decisively grasped the two still bewildered, swaying flesh-colored "tentacles," pinching and pulling with its fingertips—

"Pfft."

The two freshly made "bonus items" were uprooted and casually tossed aside.

With his other hand, he followed suit, gently and steadily pressing the pair of original eyeballs, now brand new and with a golden gleam in their pupils, back into Zhang Quan's empty eye sockets.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Quan groaned, feeling a cool sensation in his eye sockets, followed by a warm, long-lost, blood-connected throbbing feeling that slowly spread from the depths of his eyes.

He instinctively opened his eyes, trembling.

A blurry world, as if seen through frosted glass, was the first thing that came into view.

But then, as if an invisible hand quickly polished that thick layer of "frosted glass," the vision became clear and sharp at an astonishing speed!

The texture of the stone wall in the distance, the complex and indescribable expression on Director Zhang's face nearby, the dead fish eyes of Doggy in the corner that seemed to have seen it all before, and Ji Zuodao's smug smile that seemed to say, "Praise me!"

Everything is back!

Moreover, in the deeper reaches of that clear vision, he seemed to be able to detect extremely faint, ethereal traces of unnatural energy flowing in the air...

That was... a faint perception brought about by the remnants of the Golden Eye of Illusion?!

"I...I can really see! I really can see! And it's even...clearer than before!"

Zhang Quan's voice trembled, he was so excited that he could hardly contain himself, and subconsciously wanted to use his internal energy to see deeper.

"hiss--!"

The familiar, needle-like stinging pain coming from his meridians made him gasp, his illusions shattered.

Well, forget about getting the Golden Eyes of Truth; I really have to start repairing them from scratch. But for these original eyes, just being able to see clearly again is already a tremendous blessing!

"Brother Ji! I can't thank you enough!"

Zhang Quan turned to Ji Zuodao, excitedly clasped his hands in a fist salute, and his eyes were a little red.

"Oh, it's nothing, just a small matter."

Ji Zuodao waved his hand dismissively, then rubbed his fingers together, revealing his classic, harmless, and shy smile.

"Um... regarding the consultation fee, would you prefer cash or QR code payment? Resurrection coins are also acceptable, and we support credit, but the interest rate is a bit high."