A Heavy Secret

"Braydon, my intuition is spot on. The Spirit Sea is undoubtedly a cultivation ground, left behind by our cosmos human race ancestors. I'm certain of it!" The artifact spirit's tone was unusually resolute, leaving no room for doubt.

"Hey there, little artifact spirit, what's got you all worked up?" Jaromir Neal chimed in with a playful tone.

"Your companion here is no ordinary being, Braydon. He possesses a vision technique that rivals even the dual-pupils. He can see right through my essence through you," the artifact spirit remarked.

Jaromir seemed to catch wind of the conversation. 

His smile widened, and his eyes took on a new appearance. 

Initially black and white, they now exuded a sense of age and wisdom. 

Soon, they transformed into a peculiar sight: a single eye with two pupils, resembling a polished jade.

"Dual-pupils?" Braydon gasped in astonishment.

"No, it's something different," the artifact spirit interjected.