Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Chapter 2384: Chapter 2383: Founder of the Yatsuki Clan!

Lin Dong quickly closed his eyes, no longer using the ’Power of Insight’ in his right eye.

Once he put away the ’Eye of Insight’, the pupil in his right eye returned to being just one.

Only then did Lin Dong breathe a sigh of relief.

If his right eye always had two pupils, that would be too strange.

Fortunately, it’s only two pupils when using it, which is acceptable.

"The Yamata no Orochi Pearl, you’ve actually refined it into your right eye, becoming another pupil," the Shaman God was also amazed at this.

This situation, clearly, was never recorded in ancient books.

At this moment, Lin Dong continued to condense Inner Qi into his right eye.

Then, once again, two pupils appeared in his right eye.

He began to explore the abilities of the other pupil.

He used the other pupil to perceive the spirit of the Shaman God.

"So beautiful!"

Using that pupil to look at the Shaman God, Lin Dong actually saw through the layer of black mist covering her face.

Previously, Lin Dong could never clearly see the Shaman God’s appearance, but now, under the power of this pupil, he could see it.

Her face was exquisitely sculpted like a jade stone, flawless and radiant with a subtle blush.

Her eyes sparkled like autumn night stars, brilliant and profound, as if they could see through everything in the world.

Her eyebrows were slender and curved, like a crescent hanging gently on her forehead, giving a feeling of elegance and distinction.

Her nose was high and straight, her lips as vividly red as cherries, revealing pearly white teeth when slightly parted.

Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall, jet-black and glossy, gently swaying in the breeze, as if it had a life of its own.

Her skin was as smooth as suet, white as snow.

Such looks were not inferior to Bai Jue, Li Qingcheng, and Qiao Bing.

Even more so, she exuded a mature and noble aura beyond theirs.

Lin Dong was momentarily captivated.

The Shaman God, realizing her appearance was seen through by Lin Dong, was also somewhat helpless, rolling her eyes and saying:

"You rascal, is that how you’re supposed to use the Eye of Insight?"

"Then how should it be used?" Lin Dong instinctively asked.

"The Eye of Insight is for you to discern other martial artists’ weaknesses. To study its many applications, not to use it to look at me," the Shaman God pouted.

Even a pout was so mesmerizing and enchanting.

If she was placed in ancient temples, she would surely be just like Daji or Bao Si, captivating kings to neglect their duties.

Lin Dong thought that the Shaman God made a good point.

Thus, he continued activating that pupil to discern the Shaman God’s weaknesses.

At this glance...

Lin Dong nearly had a nosebleed!

"You..." The Shaman God was amused, what exactly was this rascal doing?

Can’t you experiment on someone else?

Must it be with me?

Before, even though she was a spirit form, she was clothed, and surrounded by a veil of mist.

So Lin Dong absolutely could not see through her.

But now, with this ’Eye of Insight’, he could see through all illusions.

At this moment, in front of Lin Dong, she had no secrets.

Lin Dong quickly shifted his gaze elsewhere.

At the same time, he changed the subject to cover his awkwardness.

"Senior Shaman God, were you injured in the past? I saw a dark cavity in the lower abdomen of your spirit," Lin Dong said.

Upon hearing this, the Shaman God fell silent.

Her thoughts drifted, as if recalling something.

However, she said nothing.

Lin Dong’s use of the Eye of Insight didn’t just allow him to see through martial artists’ flaws; it also allowed him to see through spirit flaws.

Generally speaking, if the original owner of the spirit suffered serious injuries in life, the spirit form would also bear the scars.

In the case of the Shaman God’s spirit form, the hole on her stomach indicated that she had suffered severe injury in that position in life.

It’s even highly possible that it was her fatal injury.

"Alright, rascal, stop asking. This is my private matter. Just focus on cultivating, and elevate your power to the rank of a Heavenly Realm Warrior as soon as possible."

"This time coming to Yinghua Country and causing such a disturbance has surely alerted the hidden forces of various nations."

"Your impersonation as the Light Messenger will likely soon be realized by everyone. By then, you will certainly be besieged by numerous Heavenly Realm Warriors."

"If your power does not reach that of a Heavenly Realm Warrior, even with multiple life-saving trump cards, the risk of falling is extremely high."

After saying this, the Shaman God transformed into a wisp of green smoke, flew into the Dragon Ring Space, and ’sealed’ herself within.

Lin Dong tried to use mental power to communicate with her but found he couldn’t connect.

It seemed she didn’t want to bother with Lin Dong anymore.

Lin Dong touched his nose, knowing that the wound on her stomach was undoubtedly a past she was unwilling to bring up.

Or rather, Lin Dong’s current power was too weak. Telling him too much wouldn’t help her.

"I must quickly elevate my power, truly stepping into the ranks of Heavenly Realm Warriors." Lin Dong clenched his fist, speaking resolutely.

Just as the Shaman God had said before, now in Yinghua Country’s martial world, including the Nine-Headed Society, they are most likely realizing that he was the one impersonating the Light Messenger.

When they figure it out, they will certainly come to make Lin Dong pay.

By that time, facing the siege of many Heavenly Realm Warriors, if his power is insufficient, he is indeed likely to fall.

"Although I have refined the Yamata no Orochi Pearl into my right eye, becoming a new pupil, I have not refined the energy within to enhance my power," Lin Dong thought secretly.

His power was still only in the late stage of being a ten-stage Grandmaster, not yet reaching the peak of the ten-stage Grandmaster.

At the moment, he looked toward the deeper part of the Yagi Shrine.

Earlier, he had merely killed the existing ancestor of the Yamata Family, Yagi Hikaru.

But deep in the Yagi Shrine, the spirit of the clan’s ancestor is enshrined.

If he could refine that spirit, Lin Dong’s mental power would surely advance further.

Besides that, the deepest part of the Yagi Shrine might also house many treasuries.

Without any hesitation, he continued forward, stepping into the deepest part of the Yagi Shrine.

The deepest part of the Yagi Shrine was a black mountain resembling a tombstone.

The night sky was as deep as ink, moonlight filtering through jagged tree branches, casting mottled shadows on the ancient stone steps leading up to the black mountain.

Lin Dong stepped on these stone steps, progressing step by step toward the shrine’s depths.

The depths of the shrine were shrouded in an ancient and mysterious aura.

As soon as Lin Dong stepped onto the steps leading up the mountain, he sensed a powerful oppression from all around, as if some invisible force was trying to stop his advance.

He took a deep breath, steadied his mind, and continued forward.

At this moment, a deep and long hiss suddenly sounded, causing the entire shrine to tremble.

Lin Dong looked up, seeing embedded within the mountain, like a tombstone, a gigantic altar.

In that altar, a massive Yamata no Orochi spirit slowly emerged.

Its body coiled around the altar, eight serpent heads raised high, eyes glinting with a cold, sinister light.

Lin Dong recognized this as the spirit of the Yamata Family’s ancestor.