Bai Xuan didn’t hesitate. He stepped through the spatial gate and entered. The moment he was inside, the gate behind him vanished without a trace.
He didn’t pay it any mind. He simply followed that vague pull guiding him forward, and before long, he arrived at a grand hall.
The ancient, solemn palace bore traces of ruin and decay, marked by the passage of countless years.
At the center of the hall sat an enormous book, its pages densely covered in text. Every character emitted a faint, soft glow, and a layer of mysterious energy shrouded the entire volume.
The Book of Ages!
The most powerful divine artifact in the Jackie Chan Adventures world. It recorded all history and information spanning the long ages of this realm. To alter history, one simply had to write—and whatever was written would become reality, reshaping the perceptions of everyone in the world!
No matter who you were, no matter how powerful, no matter where you stood—whatever the Book of Ages inscribed would become truth. No one could escape its influence!
In the original story, if Jade hadn’t managed to tear out a single page by sheer luck, the Shendu would have been virtually impossible to defeat.
Bai Xuan gazed at the text written on the Book of Ages. He didn’t recognize the script, yet he could somehow grasp its meaning. What puzzled him, though, was the feeling that his [Natural Authority] desired the Record—but it wasn’t the same kind of craving he’d felt for the Rat Talisman.
It was more like… wanting something, but feeling almost too embarrassed to take it.
Just then, another consciousness settled upon Bai Xuan, as if communicating with his [Natural Authority].
The gist of it seemed to be: Why be so polite with me? It’s not like it’s worth much. Just think of it as a gift for my godson—
It sounded a bit odd, but that was the general meaning.
Yeah… still pretty weird, honestly!
And before Bai Xuan could even react, the Book of Ages at the center of the hall suddenly burst forth with radiant light. The massive book shrank rapidly and shot straight into Bai Xuan’s mind. In that instant, he clutched his head.
A flood of information surged through his nerves—but at the same time, it vanished from his mind at breakneck speed.
The process, however, was agonizing.
Gradually, a faint golden light began to emanate from Bai Xuan’s body, and his very presence seemed to ascend in that moment.
Sacred! Majestic! Imposing!
Inviolable, utterly divine!
At this moment, Bai Xuan’s eyes were also covered in pure white—not a trace of black remained.
Pristine! Radiant! Transcendent!
It was a beauty beyond words, but one thing was certain: these were no longer human eyes.
As time passed, the glow around Bai Xuan slowly faded.
The pain in his head receded just as quickly, and he couldn’t help but let out a deep breath.
It had been a long time since he’d felt pain like that.
But the rewards were equally staggering.
【Eye Technique · Book of Ages】
【Ability: Mastery over all things in the world. The host may freely alter the history of any moment in this world, reshaping it into whatever form they desire.】
【Limitation: Only effective within this world. Other worlds require analysis of time-related rules.】
This was the eye technique born from the fusion of the Book of Ages and Bai Xuan—an extraordinarily powerful ability.
Though it was restricted in other worlds and required deciphering their time rules, that very limitation hinted at another possibility: that the Book of Ages might one day wield its power even in foreign worlds.
Even if that took an eternity.
But time was one thing Bai Xuan had in abundance.
Besides, this was only one ability derived from the fusion. The Record’s true potential lay far beyond that.
After returning to his own world, the Book of Ages emerged from Bai Xuan’s mind and floated before him.
“Begin analysis.”
The moment Bai Xuan spoke, countless threads of light extended from every corner of the Earth, converging and connecting with the Book of Ages. Where the pages had once been blank, countless characters began to appear.
In the ethereal voids beneath various nations, the softly glowing orbs that had radiated pure white light were suddenly touched by a mysterious force. Their pristine radiance gradually took on other hues, and within them, something intangible seemed to stir—as if formless spirits were beginning to take shape within the light.
Analyzing a world took an immense amount of time. After completing its initial connection, the Book of Ages returned to Bai Xuan’s sea of consciousness.
All that remained now was to let time do its work.
Perhaps, once the Record had fully deciphered the information of this world, it would grant Bai Xuan quite the pleasant surprise.
Bai Xuan stretched lazily, then went off to unwind with Doraemon and the others.
And honestly—those virtual games were actually pretty fun.
The next few days passed without much incident. The only thing that caught Bai Xuan’s interest was that the chat group had added two new features.
Virtual Battle function, and Point Enhancement function.
The Virtual Battle function allowed the chat group to simulate a combat arena. Any two members who wanted to fight could pay a hundred points and battle it out within, comparing their strength against each other.
A hundred points wasn’t exactly expensive, but the fact that the battles couldn’t be live-streamed wasn’t particularly user-friendly.
Uchiha Madara and Whitebeard, however, absolutely loved using this function to throw down.
As for the results—according to them, they were evenly matched. But if it came down to a life-or-death fight, Madara would have the edge.
Because Izanagi, with its ability to rewrite reality, could be a decisive factor when the gap between opponents was razor-thin.
Clearly, Whitebeard’s power wasn’t enough to suppress Madara.
As for the Point Enhancement function—it was a bit like upgrading in a video game. For a thousand points, you could enhance your skills, bloodlines, talents, authorities, or even energy systems. The success rate was random, and the chat group didn’t specify the odds.
But according to the members, no one had succeeded so far.
It felt almost like a points scam.
Then again, the people using this feature weren’t exactly lucky when it came to draws, so it was hard to say whether the enhancement probability was actually low—or if they just had terrible luck.
Boil Daigo Into Soup: “I mean, my physique is already at the Sage Body level, and I’ve bought so many combat skills—so why can’t I beat you, Tendou?”
Daigo was feeling pretty frustrated. He’d poured all his points into strengthening himself.
His Sharingan was at the three-tomoe stage, his Sage Body was on par with Hashirama Senju’s, and his overall physical abilities were far from weak. With all those skill books, he could take down monsters with ease—and yet, when he fought Tendou, he got completely dominated!
And the key point was—Tendou hadn’t even transformed!
If it weren’t for the ridiculously overpowered recovery of the Sage Body, he’d probably have died long ago!
That left him utterly baffled.
Sure, Tendou Souji was a formidable fighter in the Kabuto world, but this level of suppression was just absurd.
He couldn’t even track Tendou’s movements with his three-tomoe Sharingan!
