This day felt especially long. It was also the first time since William Carter arrived in this world that he felt uneasy. He looked forward to the world outside, but there was also a bit of fear. Whether in The Carter Clan or in Holy Soul Village, he had never experienced training outside. In this regard, he really was no different from a child. He kept wondering, what kind of wonders could the outside world bring him?

After dinner, Henry Carter tossed out a sentence and went out to drink, as if nothing was different from usual. He told William Carter not to wake him up when leaving the next morning.

At dawn, William Carter sat on a large rock at the top of the mountain, holding a leaf between his fingers, a purple gleam in his eyes. Perhaps because his body had become stronger recently, his Purple Demon Eye was progressing rapidly. Even the tiniest vein on the leaf in his hand could be observed clearly. He knew that his Purple Demon Eye had already begun to enter the "Microscopic" realm.

Unlike the nine levels of Xuan Tian Technique, the Purple Demon Eye only had four levels: Overview, Microscopic, Mustard Seed, and Vast. The requirement for inner disciples of The Carter Clan was to reach the Microscopic level, which was already sufficient for using hidden weapons. Because William Carter started cultivating very early, taking advantage of the innate energy that hadn't completely dissipated after birth, he already had a trace of the Microscopic feeling at just six years old. But he also knew that almost every inner disciple of The Carter Clan could reach the Microscopic level with their Purple Demon Eye, yet including the sect master Mr. Carter, not a single one had managed to reach the next level.

After reaching the Microscopic level, the cultivation speed of the Purple Demon Eye would become extremely slow, and the daily absorption of the purple energy from the east could not be explained by willpower alone. Therefore, most The Carter Clan disciples rarely continued cultivating after reaching the Microscopic level. Legend had it that an elder of The Carter Clan once reached the Mustard Seed realm with his Purple Demon Eye, but there was nothing particularly special about it—he could just see a bit more clearly than those at the Microscopic level. That elder had cultivated the Purple Demon Eye for over thirty years.

Xuan Tian Technique's internal energy surged and was suddenly injected into the leaf. The soft leaf instantly became straight under the effect of the internal energy. William Carter's right index and middle fingers flicked lightly, and the leaf spun out, slicing through the air as it flew away.

Chapter Four: The First Hidden Weapon of William Carter in Another World (Part Three)

Just one meter—the leaf only flew a meter before it could no longer maintain its spinning state. Because it was no longer rigid, once it left William Carter's fingers, the effect of the Xuan Tian Technique's internal energy naturally disappeared.

"My power is still too weak." He shook his head helplessly. William Carter stood up; it was time to go back. Today, he was leaving the village. Who knew when he would be able to come to this mountaintop again?

With a tap of his toes and a push from his calves, William Carter performed Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and headed down the mountain.

The familiar aroma of porridge wafted through the air. This was the last time he would cook for his father before leaving, and of course William Carter wouldn't slack off. He checked the firewood under the stove and added some more water to the porridge. This way, when his father woke up, he could still have hot porridge.

Old Jack had already arrived. Perhaps because they were going to Notting City, today Old Jack had specially put on new clothes, making him look even more spirited.

"Xiao San, let's go. That lazy father of yours won't get up," Jack called to William Carter.

William Carter gestured for Jack to be quiet. "Grandpa, please keep your voice down. Dad hates being woken up," he said as he pulled a piece of burnt wood from the stove and wrote a few lines on the ground. He then looked back longingly at his father's door before shouldering his bundle and quietly leaving with Jack.

William Carter didn't know many of the characters in this world; he had only picked up a few when the village's private school taught the children. Still, with the foundation from his previous life, he had mastered some basic characters.

The curtain lifted, and a tall figure emerged from inside. There was no trace of sleepiness in Henry Carter's eyes. When he reached the door, he could still vaguely see the thin figures of Old Jack and William Carter.

Henry Carter stood motionless until the backs of William Carter and village chief Jack had completely disappeared. He remained standing there for a long while.

As if remembering something, Henry Carter suddenly turned and walked back to the blacksmith shop, looking at the words William Carter had left on the ground.

They were two simple sentences: "Dad, I left with Grandpa Jack. Please take care of yourself and drink less. The porridge is in the pot—don't forget to have some."

His gaze shifted from the words on the ground to the iron pot beside him. Henry Carter suddenly rushed over, swept the lid off the pot, and lifted the pot with both hands.

Because William Carter had just added water, the porridge in the pot hadn't come back to a boil yet, but Henry Carter didn't care. He just held the pot and poured it into his mouth, gulping it down in big mouthfuls. At some point, a misty layer had appeared in his eyes.

On the road, William Carter silently followed beside Old Jack, occasionally looking back toward the village.

"Xiao San, are you reluctant to leave the village, or is it your drunkard father you can't bear to part with?" Jack patted William Carter's head and asked with a smile.

"A bit of both, I guess," William Carter replied softly.