Chapter 40: The Monocle’s Revelation and the Dragon King’s Refusal

A few minutes later, Murong Fier observed the medicinal ingredients within the alchemy furnace.

Her hands forming seals, the liquid within the furnace began to coalesce into a pill, subsequently releasing a faint medicinal fragrance.

Precisely as Murong Fier was solidifying the pill, Xian Yuan, who had been hovering between life and death, finally emerged from her poisoned state, slowly regaining consciousness.

“It hurts so much.”

Xian Yuan sat up from the bed, her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

A profound dizziness indicated that the lingering aftereffects of the poisoning had yet to fully dissipate.

“Xian Yuan, you’re awake. How is this Core Formation Pill?”

At the same moment, with a casual flick of Murong Fier’s hand, the pill solidified completely, a crystal-clear elixir materializing in her palm.

“Is this a Core Formation Pill?”

Xian Yuan, suppressing a wave of nausea, gazed at the pill in Murong Fier’s hand and inquired, “Was this made using the new fungi?”

‘What’s so special about a normal Core Formation Pill? This must have been made with those fungi,’ Xian Yuan mused.

“Are you feeling alright yourself?”

Murong Fier asked, her gaze fixed on Xian Yuan, who was still clutching her head, concern etched on her face.

“I’m fine,” Xian Yuan replied.

She then retrieved a Clear Heart Pill from her spatial ring and ingested it, instantly feeling the intense dizziness subside considerably.

“That’s good then.”

Murong Fier let out a sigh of relief before adding, “Indeed, it was made with the new fungi.”

“Let me see.”

Having received her answer, Xian Yuan retrieved a high-tech monocle from her spatial ring.

Devoid of a frame, the eyepiece appeared exceptionally futuristic, especially under the intermittent cybernetic lighting.

As Xian Yuan donned the monocle, she simultaneously began to scrutinize the Core Formation Pill in Murong Fier’s hand.

The moment the eyewear activated, the pill’s intricate compositional structure immediately unfolded before her eyes, revealing every minute detail.

She could discern the precise proportion of each ingredient, the exact location of every wisp of spiritual energy, and even sense the subtle energy fluctuations contained within it.

“The medicinal efficacy of this Core Formation Pill is significantly stronger than a normal one,” Xian Yuan exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with curiosity and excitement.

The combined medicinal ingredients of the pill were fully displayed before her, and she also identified the new fungal species, ‘Jianshou Zi’.

Naturally, Xian Yuan’s phone and this monocle were synchronized; any data Murong Fier recorded on Xian Yuan’s phone would instantly appear on the monocle.

Murong Fier smiled faintly as she observed Xian Yuan and her technological eyewear.

She understood that Xian Yuan’s monocle was an advanced intelligent auxiliary device, far from a cheap imitation, making it an excellent tool for ecological research.

“Xian Yuan, is this monocle custom-made by your family?” Murong Fier inquired.

“Yes,” Xian Yuan replied without hesitation.

As she continued to analyze the Core Formation Pill’s properties, she explained to Murong Fier, “This eyewear is a unique custom creation from my family, integrating advanced intelligent technology with special elements of cultivation arts.

It allows me to delve deeper into the composition of living organisms.”

Upon hearing this, Murong Fier’s brow subtly arched.

Her interest in Xian Yuan’s family technology deepened considerably.

She knew that Xian family technology was surely extraordinary; to possess such advanced equipment was remarkable, especially since while the Qiyuan Realm wasn’t entirely devoid of such eyewear, none possessed the same functionality as Xian Yuan’s monocle.

Xian Yuan then added, “If you knew that all the spiritual energy in the Crow Feather Region and the Qiyuan Continent exists because of the Xian family’s miracle law technology, you would likely be even more astonished.”

Indeed, since the late ancient era, the reason cultivation became possible in the Qiyuan Realm and the Crow Feather Region was entirely due to the Xian family’s use of law technology to create the Immortal Lake.

The aura emanating from this lake enveloped the entire Crow Feather Region—a fact known only to a select few in the Qiyuan Realm.

This monocle, too, was one of the many fruits of Xian family technology, making abilities like X-ray vision seem trivial; ordinary devices on the market were vastly inferior.

“Sister Murong, did you use some advanced alchemy furnace to refine this?”

Xian Yuan scrutinized the pill repeatedly, noting that the data within her monocle showed no change.

This could only mean that the enhancement of the pill’s efficacy was achieved through some external force.

“Yes.”

“So that’s it.”

With her doubts resolved, Xian Yuan was about to return the monocle to her ring when her pretty face flushed crimson, and she promptly lowered her gaze.

“Xian Yuan, what’s wrong?”

Noticing Xian Yuan’s unusual behavior, Murong Fier assumed that the effects of the poisoning had not yet fully dissipated.

“Nothing, nothing at all,” Xian Yuan said awkwardly.

‘How could it be nothing?’ she thought to herself.

It turned out that while using the monocle, Xian Yuan had forgotten that its X-ray vision mode was automatically activated.

Initially, her focus had been entirely on the pill, so she hadn’t noticed.

However, as her doubts were resolved, her gaze shifted, and she was confronted with a soft, pale form appearing within her field of vision.

The ample curves and the hidden wonders of that secluded place were laid bare before her eyes, completely unobstructed.

“That’s good then. I thought your poisoning hadn’t cleared up yet.”

“Yes, yes, there are still some lingering aftereffects.”

Xian Yuan seized the convenient excuse, exhaling a silent sigh of relief.

‘It’s a good thing she didn’t press for details,’ she thought, ‘otherwise, Sister Murong would surely have given me a beating.’

“Then, will you still conduct today’s investigation?” Murong Fier asked, looking at Xian Yuan with concern.

“Of course! Why wouldn’t I?”

Following this, the two departed the cave to commence their daily investigation.

They meticulously observed and recorded the Ice Demon Dragons’ living habits, immersing themselves in the task from morning until noon.

However, an insurmountable obstacle soon arose before them.

“This is tricky.”

Xian Yuan settled down beside an Ice Demon Dragon, her brows slightly furrowed as she reviewed her notes.

Her eyes swiftly scanned the record book, documenting the Ice Demon Dragon’s habits and living conditions, yet she noticed that some sections of the record were incomplete.

“The detailed physical information is incomplete,” Xian Yuan murmured to herself.

She understood that while the Ice Demon Dragon shared a general body plan with oriental dragons, their internal organs would undoubtedly exhibit variations.

Failing to investigate this would result in a significant loss of crucial data.

Yet, would the Ice Demon Dragon Clan truly consent to such an invasive investigation?

“Perhaps if we ask the Dragon King about this, there might still be a chance,” Murong Fier suggested.

“You’re right.”

Xian Yuan also concluded that pondering here was less effective than directly consulting the Dragon King.

Consequently, the two returned to their location from the previous day and conveyed their intentions to Dragon King Qing.

Dragon King Qing gazed at Xian Yuan and Murong Fier, his brows deeply furrowed in thought.

He grasped Xian Yuan’s objective, yet as the leader of the Ice Demon Dragon Clan, he was bound to prioritize the interests of his entire race.

The Ice Demon Dragons had always suffered from a low birth rate, making every individual exceptionally precious.

Should Xian Yuan’s investigation result in any casualties among the Ice Demon Dragons, it would be an irreparable loss.

“Xian Yuan, I understand your intentions. The Dragon Clan inherently has a low birth rate, and our Ice Demon Dragon Clan possesses one of the lowest among them.

“We cannot afford to take any risks. I am truly sorry, but I cannot grant your request,” Dragon King Qing stated, his voice solemn and resolute.

Upon hearing these words, Xian Yuan inevitably felt a pang of disappointment, yet she also understood the Dragon King’s rationale.

She nodded gently, signaling her comprehension.

Murong Fier, for her part, displayed little emotion, knowing well that in such circumstances, the interests of the clan would always take precedence.