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Jone, when he lived on earth, was a handsome young man who, for traumatic reasons as a child, lived in his locked house, living melancholically.

Because he was blind in both eyes, he felt he would never see the beautiful side of life. And because of that, he made no effort to do anything and deeply regretted it.

When he died and woke up in the body of a fifteen-year-old boy in another world where powerful cultivators, mystical beings, and divine races lived, he decided to live his new life as he wanted and without regrets.

Right when he woke up, he discovered that in this new world, his eyes were now special, they carried great powers but were extremely difficult to control, and they had great seals that locked away something that this world had long forgotten.

(5 chapters a week, maybe more)
(This is my first novel, English is not my first language, mistakes or anything you don't understand, please let me know) :)

Primordial Eyes

Meanwhile, in the city, Jone entered the city observing everything with interest.

His handsome appearance attracted attention, and many people looked at him for just a second and then looked away in fright.

Jone walked around the city normally, looking for something interesting, but he didn't find anything that really caught his attention.

There were just people walking around, some buying and selling things he had no idea what they were.

"What is that?". Jone, who was already getting bored, saw people carrying several bodies of dead beasts with blood dripping from them.

"Shit, what's going on?" When Jone looked at the dead beasts and their blood, his right eye became restless and released a faint black aura.

He felt like he wanted to devour all those bodies somehow.

"Fuck, be quiet, he covered his right eye with his hands." But his emotions changed a little.

Then I felt a calm and pure aura coming out of his left eye, and his mind soon calmed down again, but his right eye was still restless, wanting those bodies.

"Damn, I need to learn more about these eyes; This right eye of mine seems to want nothing good; At least it feels like I still have control." He took a deep breath and started to leave the city towards the mountain.

"The old man must have already told the person who came to see me about me, I need to quickly go to the sect to find some information about cultivation and this place."

When I got close to the mountain, we saw that it was much bigger than I imagined, there was a giant staircase that went up around the mountain.

At the base of the mountain, there were many buildings with mortals performing different tasks.

Many guards stood in front of the stairs, and only disciples or guests could go up to where the sect actually was.

On the stairs, many people were going up or down, but they were all dressed in sect clothes.

"And now I wait for that old man? Oh, he's coming." Jone looked up and saw a figure quickly descending the mountain.

He then started walking towards the stairs to wait for the old man to arrive, but when he was getting close.

"STOP THERE!!". Shouted a guard as he pointed his sword at Jone.

"I'm waiting for an old man from your sect, he's coming down the stairs now. I will stay here until he arrives." Jone said as he looked at the guard.

He felt Jone's gaze and felt fear, and then he said nothing more, but he still had his sword on guard.

'He's stronger than the city guards, he managed to stand his ground even after looking into my eyes for a bit, but he seems to be having a hard time.' He then looked away from the guard and looked at the mountain.

Half an hour later, Deacon Xu finally arrived at the bottom of the stairs. He saw Jone standing near the stairs while there were completely tense guards with swords pointed at him.

"Let him go up, he is a special guest of the sect leader." He spoke to the deacon while taking out a golden plate from his pocket.

The guards paled when they saw the sign and quickly bowed and let Jone pass.

"Come on, young master, the leader and the elders want to talk to you." The deacon said this with more respect than before.

"I finally got bored here, it took you half an hour to get halfway down the mountain."

"How did you know that?" The deacon asked, looking incredulous.

"Huh, I just saw you come down, what's wrong?" Jone said as he started to climb the stairs.

'But how? If the formation around the sect hides what's inside the sect to those outside,' he thought as he looked at that young man walking up the stairs.

Change in the right eye