During the Qin Dynasty, he was in charge of the net.

In just fifteen breaths, Li Ji experienced a strange scene inside the Illusionary Sound Box.

It was on a remote, desolate mountain. The moon was obscured by dark clouds, and all was silent; not even the chirping of insects could be heard.

Li Ji's perspective, as an observer, was gradually drawn closer.

An old locust tree with gnarled roots and thick branches.

A figure in white was hanging from a thick branch.

It was a woman with her head down, her long black hair hanging down, and her plain white robes fluttering gently in the night breeze.

A blood-stained white silk ribbon hung around the woman's neck.

The woman hanged herself from a tree, her face hidden in the shadows, so Li Ji couldn't see her clearly.

What he could see were two long lines of bloody tears on her face.

Under the old locust tree lay a baby that appeared to have been born not long ago.

The baby lay in its swaddling clothes, completely unaware that its mother had hanged herself from the tree.

He opened his large, dark eyes and cried out loudly, seemingly because he was hungry.

It's unknown how long the baby cried.

A series of footsteps approached from afar.

Two figures carrying torches rushed over, drawn by the sound of crying.

They were two Baiyue hunters carrying machetes and wearing straw raincoats.

The two pushed aside the bushes and held up torches to illuminate the darkness ahead.

The first thing that caught their eyes was the figure of a woman in white hanging from a tree.

The two hunters turned pale instantly; seeing such a scene in the desolate wilderness was extremely unsettling.

They only heard the crying and thought it was someone's little child who had fallen into the mountains. They never expected to encounter such a situation.

Just as the two hunters were so terrified they couldn't speak and only wanted to turn around and leave...

A loud cry rang out again, and this time the cry was so close to them.

The two men exchanged a glance, and in the end, it was the hunter with snake markings on his face who mustered his courage, held a torch, and took a few steps forward.

This time, illuminated by the torches, the two were able to see the source of the crying.

It was an infant wrapped in swaddling clothes, with big, dark eyes. When it saw someone approaching, it immediately stopped crying.

The baby didn't seem afraid of strangers at all; it just stared intently at the two strangers in front of it with its big eyes.

The two hunters never imagined that the crying they had heard earlier came from the baby under the tree.

The woman who hanged herself from the tree may have been the mother of this baby.

If this woman is the mother of the baby, why did she commit suicide on the tree after giving birth to the child?

If the baby's mother is not this woman, then where did the baby come from?

No matter how you look at it, this baby is just too strange and bizarre.

Just as the two were at a loss for what to do, a rustling sound caught their attention.

The two men simultaneously held up their torches and looked over, then both gasped in shock.

In the darkness, a giant python, its body bluish-black and its scales gleaming coldly, was hidden.

The giant python held its head high, facing them, while its tail was curled up to protect the baby.

The two hunters stared at the giant python, suddenly stunned.

The giant python and their tattoos bore a striking resemblance.

This must be the sacred snake from their Baiyue legends.

And their sacred serpent was actually protecting the baby.

What is the origin of this baby, and who is the woman in the tree?

At that moment, the giant python, its entire body a bluish-black color, moved.

A rustling sound arose.

The python's body moved toward the two hunters, its massive head lowering slightly to reach them.

The two hunters remained motionless in fear the entire time.

Neither the legendary name of the Holy Serpent nor its enormous size could inspire any thought of resistance in either of them.

The giant python flicked its tongue and gently sniffed at the two of them.

Just when the two thought they were about to be eaten, the giant python did something unexpected.

The python's tail lifted the baby from the ground and held it out in front of the two people.

The two hunters looked at each other, wondering if the sacred serpent was telling them to take the baby away.

After hesitating for a moment, the hunter with tattoos on his face trembled as he reached out and carefully picked up the baby from the sacred serpent's tail.

The baby, upon being placed in the hunter's arms, neither cried nor fussed, but simply opened its wide eyes, raised its head, and looked at the hunter who held it.

A rustling sound arose.

The giant python's figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The two hunters looked at the baby in their arms, then glanced in the direction the sacred serpent had gone.

The two couldn't help but marvel at how amazing this was.

The legendary sacred serpent, which had previously been protecting an infant, has now entrusted the infant to them.

The two looked up at the woman in the tree one last time, then carried the baby down the mountain.

Li Ji's perspective had long since shifted to that of the infant.

When the baby was lying on the ground, Li Ji could only see darkness above his head and the toes of the woman in the tree.

When the giant python picked him up, he saw the python's body clearly, as well as the two hunters beside him.

When the hunter embraced him, he looked up and could still see the thick stubble on the hunter's chin.

However, in the eyes of an infant, from the perspective of an infant, the whole world seems a little different.

The giant python was not a ferocious snake, but rather resembled a young beauty in a green robe with long hair reaching her waist.

The two rough-looking, burly middle-aged hunters transformed into two immature, timid boys as they approached the giant python.

As the melodious music from the Illusionary Sound Box faded away, the scenes in Li Ji's eyes also gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, a chanting began to play in his ears for no apparent reason.

The voice was neither male nor female, nor did it seem to come from near or far. If one had to pinpoint its source, it seemed to appear directly in his mind.

The voice was chanting a complex, difficult-to-pronounce, and obscure incantation.

Each character is incredibly profound, layer upon layer, intertwined.

Strangely, even though he had never seen or heard this incantation before, he was still able to understand its meaning.

There was no need for Li Ji to deliberately memorize it, nor did he need to painstakingly comprehend it.

He only listened to the incantation once, and instantly grasped the method of casting and operating it, becoming completely familiar with it.

Although he did not know its name, Li Ji already knew its function.

This spell does not require the activation of true energy. It only requires drawing the Yin and Yang energies that exist in the world to his eyes, so that he can see through other people's energy and see the greed, anger and evil thoughts hidden in their hearts.

Simply put, he can see the evil in other people's hearts and discern whether they are good or evil towards him.

Although this spell did not have direct destructive power, Li Ji could sense its extraordinary nature.

The human heart is a treacherous realm; humans are the most unique things in the world, and the human heart is the most complex thing in the world.

Such a spell, capable of seeing through another's aura and directly addressing their heart, is not only magical but also somewhat terrifying.

As the complex incantation disappeared from Li Ji's ears, Li Ji also woke up from the Illusionary Sound Box.