Chapter 126: Eyes of a Divine Sky Serpent, The Eyes of the Serpent's Truth.

As Oasis reviewed the materials, his mind drifted to the intense process that awaited him.

"I have a feeling this is going to be more painful than when I started the Phoenix cultivation," he thought, recalling the agony he had endured during that initial transformation.

The words from the manual, with their poetic promise of strength and ascension, still echoed in his mind, tempting him with the power that lay within reach.

Despite the allure, Oasis decided against starting the process immediately.

"Nah, I won't be doing it now. I'll do it sometime later," he reassured himself, pushing the materials and the manual aside for the time being.

Yet, as he tried to settle his thoughts about his father, the verses from the manual kept replaying in his mind, like a haunting melody that refused to be forgotten.

Oasis, after placing the first box's contents back into his storage bracelet, turned his attention to the second box—the gift Cedric had given him.

With a deep breath, he opened it, his hands trembling slightly with anticipation.

As the lid lifted, a powerful aura emanated from within, filling the room with a sense of ancient, primal energy.

Inside, nestled in soft cloth, lay a pair of glowing, ethereal eyes.

They were the eyes of a Divine Sky Serpent, a mystical beast of legend.

Somehow, without ever having seen such a creature, Oasis knew exactly what he was looking at—'The Eyes of the Serpent's Truth'.

These eyes possessed incredible abilities:

They could see through the true nature of a person,

discern the cultivation level of any cultivator,

zoom in on objects or people up to a thousand meters away,

and even tag and track someone's location no matter where they went.

The aura of the eyes was overwhelming, filling the room with a pulsating energy that seemed to breathe with life.

The air around Oasis grew heavy, and he could feel the raw power of the eyes trying to assert its dominance, testing him.

"I'm sure I've never read about this… Is this perhaps part of Azura's knowledge?" Oasis wondered, his mind racing to understand how he knew about something so rare and powerful.

"How can Cedric part with something like this so easily? This is definitely priceless—kingdoms and kings would go to war for this."

Despite his awe, a sliver of doubt crept into his mind.

"Will it even be compatible with me?" he pondered, trying to sense the nature of its affinity, but the eyes gave nothing away.

He knew there was only one way to find out.

Without hesitation, Oasis released his mana, forming a wind barrier around his room to ensure privacy.

"This will do," he thought as he took the eyes in his hands, sitting in a lotus position, ready to refine them.

As he began the process, he channeled his mana into the eyes, feeling their resistance almost immediately.

His mana clashed with the energy of the eyes, sending sharp pain through his body.

His eyes began to bleed, and his hands trembled, but he persisted, refusing to give up.

The agony was intense, his body shaking uncontrollably as if it was being torn apart from within.

His vision faded into darkness as the eyes he was trying to refine seemed to reject him, pushing back against his attempts to bond with them.

Hours passed, the struggle unrelenting.

Blood streamed down Oasis's face, pooling on the floor beneath him, but he pushed on, knowing that if he stopped now, all his efforts would be in vain.

The pain reached a peak, and just when it seemed unbearable, something shifted.

His eyes, completely blind now, began to reconstruct themselves.

It was as if the new eyes were being formed from the disintegrating essence of the Divine Sky Serpent's eyes.

The energy that had resisted him now flowed into his body, reshaping his eyes from within.

Throughout the night, Oasis's mana radiated from his body, drawn into the refining process at an alarming rate.

As dawn approached, the transformation was complete. His eyelids were closed, and he sat in stillness, feeling the new energy within him.

When he finally opened his eyes, a surge of mana erupted from him, dissolving the wind barrier he had erected and siphoning a portion of the mana from everyone in the inn—though none of them realized it.

Oasis had new eyes, and they were unlike anything he had ever known.

They were a brilliant shade of deep azure, glowing faintly with an inner light.

The world before him looked different now, sharper, clearer.

He could see the flow of mana in the air, the hidden energies within objects, and the very essence of life around him.

As Oasis sat in the stillness of his room, the verses began to echo in his mind, like a chant whispered by the heavens:

'The serpent coils with guile and grace, A master of the shadowed face, In lies it weaves its silken thread, Yet truth it knows, where others dread.

For only one who sees the light, Can bend the dark, can twist the night, The eyes that pierce the veils of lies, Are born from one who truth denies.'

The words resonated deep within him, filling his mind with ancient wisdom.

"What was that in my thought?" Oasis wondered, a shiver running down his spine.

"Was the heavens talking to me?" He shook his head, trying to dismiss the unsettling feeling, but the verses remained, a haunting melody in the back of his mind.

He couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

"This is awesome," Oasis thought, his lips curving into a smile.

Rising from his meditation, he moved to the balcony of his room, stepping out into the cool morning air.

The mountains surrounding Belvan town stood tall in the distance, their peaks bathed in the soft light of dawn.

Below, the streets were coming to life, with people moving about, unaware of the new power Oasis now possessed.