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Mystic Eyes: My Eyes Steal the Laws of Cultivation

Chapter 447: Festival · Nov 01, 2026

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402 Chapter 402 - 403 2026-11-01
403 Chapter 403 - 404 2026-11-01
404 Chapter 404 - 405 2026-11-01
405 Chapter 405: The Sky Caravan 2026-11-01
406 Chapter 406: The Sky Caravan (2) 2026-11-01
407 Chapter 407: The Sky Caravan (3) 2026-11-01
408 Chapter 408: The Sky Caravan (4) 2026-11-01
409 Chapter 409: Sky Family 2026-11-01
410 Chapter 410: Sky Family (2) 2026-11-01
411 Chapter 411: Dream 2026-11-01
412 Chapter 412: Dream (2) 2026-11-01
413 Chapter 413: Alchemists Association 2026-11-01
414 Chapter 414: Alchemists Association (2) 2026-11-01
415 Chapter 415: Alchemists Association (3) 2026-11-01
416 Chapter 416: Alchemists Association (4) 2026-11-01
417 Chapter 417: Alchemists Association (5) 2026-11-01
418 Chapter 418: Alchemists’ Test 2026-11-01
419 Chapter 419: Alchemists’ Test (2) 2026-11-01
420 Chapter 420: Alchemists’ Test (3) 2026-11-01
421 Chapter 421: Alchemists’ Test (4) 2026-11-01
422 Chapter 422: Alchemists’ Test (5) 2026-11-01
423 Chapter 423: Alchemists’ Test (6) 2026-11-01
424 Chapter 424: Alchemists’ Test (7) 2026-11-01
425 Chapter 425: Alchemists’ Test (8) 2026-11-01
426 Chapter 426: Alchemist’s Badge 2026-11-01
427 Chapter 427: Selling Pills 2026-11-01
428 Chapter 428: The Man in Pain 2026-11-01
429 Chapter 429: Mysterious Needle 2026-11-01
430 Chapter 430: Mysterious Man 2026-11-01
431 Chapter 431: Mysterious Man (2) 2026-11-01
432 Chapter 432: A Touch of the Needles 2026-11-01
433 Chapter 433: A Touch of the Needles (2) 2026-11-01
434 Chapter 434: Gu 2026-11-01
435 Chapter 435: Endless Needles Technique 2026-11-01
436 Chapter 436: Black Energy 2026-11-01
437 Chapter 437: Black Points 2026-11-01
438 Chapter 438: Original Scroll 2026-11-01
439 Chapter 439: Original Scroll (2) 2026-11-01
440 Chapter 440: Colossal Eye 2026-11-01
441 Chapter 441: Eryon 2026-11-01
442 Chapter 442: Hall of a Thousand Exchanges 2026-11-01
443 Chapter 443: Pavilion of the Ten Thousand Scriptures 2026-11-01
444 Chapter 444: One Week 2026-11-01
445 Chapter 445: One Week (2) 2026-11-01
446 Chapter 446: Ten Days 2026-11-01
447 Chapter 447: Festival 2026-11-01
448 Chapter 448: Frustration 2026-11-01
449 Chapter 449: The Foundation of a Path 2026-11-01
450 Chapter 450: Enlightenment 2026-11-01

Chapter 447: Festival

When the sun began to rise, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink, Kyrian left the courtyard.

Once again. It was time to make money.

The Alchemists Association was already bustling with activity.

Alchemists entering, carrying bottles and boxes. Alchemists leaving, with expressions of satisfaction or frustration.

Apprentices carrying crates of herbs, running from one side to the other, trying not to get in the way.

Employees recording transactions behind dark wooden counters, with piles of scrolls spread before them.

Kyrian walked directly to one of the counters, choosing one that was less crowded.

Soon, he sold the batches of Rank 5 pills he had produced during the week.

Recovery pills, to restore Qi, heal injuries, and survive.

Strengthening pills, to increase physical endurance and prepare the body for cultivation.

Meridian stabilization pills, to prevent deviations and keep the flow of Qi under control.

Everything was purchased quickly.

The evaluators were obviously pleased with the quality. As a result…

More than one hundred thousand spirit stones entered his pouch.

Without wasting time, he purchased new herbs. Many more herbs.

This time, Kyrian did not limit himself to the recipes he already knew. He expanded his purchases, acquiring ingredients for formulas he had not yet tested.

Afterward, he went to sell the formation plates.

The streets were crowded, as always in the Sky Caravan.

Stalls of every size and every color. Runes engraved on jade plates, scrolls, and beast skins. Crystals shining with their own Qi, pulsing with energy.

The scent of spiritual ink filled the air.

His Rank 5 formation plates also sold quickly.

Especially defensive formations, which cultivators were always looking for. And isolation formations, which allowed people to train safely.

Goods that were always sought after. Always useful. Always valuable.

More money came in. And more materials were purchased.

Only then did he head to the Pavilion.

The same place where he had bought the previous techniques, the Pavilion of Ten Thousand Scriptures.

The building was enormous, with red walls and golden details.

Shelves that seemed endless, stretching in every direction.

Thousands of books. Scrolls. Jade slips. Manuals.

Everything organized by realm, from Qi Release to Spiritual Awakening and beyond.

By affinity, fire, water, earth, metal, wind, wood.

By specialty, cultivation, combat, defense, support.

By price, from the cheapest to the most expensive.

Kyrian spent hours analyzing them, his eyes moving across every title, every description, every price.

In the end… He spent around one hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones.

Purchasing fifteen techniques, most from the Qi Accumulation Realm, some from the Qi Release Realm, and some from the Core Formation Realm.

All from different paths, different philosophies, different approaches.

But that was not all. Kyrian also purchased different kinds of books.

Books that cultivators usually ignored.

“Complete Atlas of Human Meridians.” With detailed diagrams showing every channel, every acupuncture point, every invisible connection.

“Treatise on the Hundred Variations of the Body.” Describing different types of physical constitutions and different responses to cultivation.

“Medical Manual of the Spiritual Organs.” About the heart, liver, kidneys, lungs, spleen, and how Qi affected each of them.

“Theory of Secondary Dantians.” A controversial idea that most cultivators dismissed.

“Comparative Anatomy Between Humans and Spiritual Beasts.” Showing the differences and similarities between bodies.

“The Limits of the Mortal Body.” About what the human body can and cannot endure.

“Records of Physicians from the Five Regions.” Compiling knowledge from across the continent.

“Foundations of Qi Circulation.” The most basic of basics, but essential.

“Study of Cultivation Deviations.” What happens when something goes wrong.

“Introduction to Special Physiques.” About heavenly physiques, innate talents, and anomalies.

None of them were cultivation techniques. But perhaps they were even more important. If he wanted to create something of his own… He needed to understand himself.

His body. His meridians. His limits. His possibilities.

When he finally left the pavilion… The sun was already high in the sky. And then… His stomach protested.

Kyrian was walking through the busy streets when an aroma reached his nose.

Roasted meat. Spices. Fat slowly melting over glowing coals.

His steps halted. He stood still.

Staring at the restaurant, with its dark wooden façade, its red lanterns, and steam rising from the kitchen.

For days, he had been feeding himself only with nutritious pills that he had refined personally.

They were practical. Efficient. But terrible in flavor.

So he entered.

The restaurant was packed.

Wooden tables occupied by cultivators of every level.

Laughter echoed between the walls. Conversations about missions, techniques, and prices.

Waiters ran from one side to the other carrying steaming trays.

Kyrian chose a table near the wall, where he could observe the hall without being observed.

And he ordered. A lot. Far more than an ordinary person could eat.

Three types of spiritual beast meat, each from a different beast, each with its own flavor.

Freshly baked bread, crispy on the outside, soft on the inside.

Hot soup with herbs and vegetables, revitalizing.

Vegetables stir-fried in fire-seed oil, spicy and fragrant.

Spiritual fish, grilled and served with soy sauce and ginger.

Rare fruits from distant regions that Kyrian had never seen before.

Tea, hot, aromatic, relaxing. Everything.

Enough food to feed three hungry cultivators.

Soon after… The food arrived. And disappeared quickly.

Kyrian ate in silence, savoring every bite, every flavor, while listening to the conversations around him.

Most of the conversations were useless.

Business, prices, offers, bargains. Gossip about who was with whom, who had lost, who had won.

Cultivators boasting about real or imagined achievements. Merchants complaining about taxes, competition, and the weather.

Nothing interesting. Until…

One conversation caught his attention.

“The season of the Celestial Descent Festival is approaching.”

“Yes.”

“About a month left.”

“I believe it will happen when the Sky Caravan finally reaches the End Mountains.”

“I can’t wait.”

“I’ll get to see the Heir of Heaven again.”

“She is simply the most perfect woman I’ve ever seen among the Five Regions.”

“Perhaps only the daughters of the major powers of the Central Region can compare.”

Kyrian continued eating, somewhat interested in the conversation.

Not in the final part, about the Heir of Heaven, about the Sky Family, although he was at least mildly interested in this Heir of Heaven because she was probably from the Sky Family.

But what truly caught his attention… Was the Celestial Descent Festival.

A strange name. An interesting one.

From the name… It seemed obvious. Perhaps it was when the Sky Caravan finally descended to the ground.

Perhaps it was a tradition. Perhaps something greater. He did not know. But there was still a month left.

There was no need to worry about it now.

He finished the meal. Paid, leaving a generous tip. Then stood up.

The newly purchased books were stored in his spatial ring. Along with the new techniques. The new herbs. The new materials. Everything was ready.

Now…

It was time to return to the small courtyard. And continue his search. The search for something that perhaps had never been created before.

His own cultivation technique.

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