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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

In this world, there were nine known cultivation realms.

Each of the nine Realms is divided into nine smaller degrees, where the first to third are considered the initial part of the kingdom, the third to sixth the middle of the kingdom, and the sixth to ninth the end of the kingdom.

From the first rank compared to the second rank of a realm, the strength is not absurdly different, but a person of the third rank is incomparably weaker compared to someone at the fourth rank of the same cultivation realm.

Jone read about cultivation, but only superficial information was written, if he wanted to know more, he would have to read about cultivation techniques.

He read about many things, and now he understood at least the basics of being able to live in this place.

After reading all the books and realizing that there were only basic and common-sense things in this world, Jone went to the martial arts techniques column and started reading the introduction to each martial arts manual.

Martial arts techniques, as well as weapons, were divided into mortal, earthly, celestial, and saint.

"Blood Mist Sword Technique, Stone Fist Technique, Demon Serpent Technique…"

Jone read the names and short introductions of many techniques until he found four martial arts manuals that caught his attention.

"Deep shadow blades, demonic claws, night bird tracks, and this..."

"Blood Destruction Technique.". Jone looked seriously at the technique and didn't know why she was in that place or why she seemed to be calling him to choose him.

Forbidden technique of unknown rank.

Technique summary: The user's blood is slowly destroyed, releasing energy and extreme strength far above one's own realm. Using it can lead to decreased cultivation and even death.

Jone read this explanation and was slightly scared, but at the same time, he felt that there was some potential in this technique, but he didn't know where this opinion came from.

Jone then read the entire technique and put it away.

Then he looked at the other three.

"Deep Shadow Blade: High-grade mortal technique: its blade releases a sharp dark energy that, when it cuts the target, slowly erodes its vitality."

This was a very simple technique, but he decided on it because he didn't find any techniques for scythes or bows, so this technique would do, as it was very flexible, and its power was not weak.

"Demonic claws: high-grade mortal technique: the user's nails transform into sharp claws that have the power to defend against high-grade mortal-rank weapons with their bare hands when practiced to perfection."

"Trails of the Night Bird: High-Grade Mortal Technique: Allows the user to run extremely fast, like the flight of a bird. When practiced to perfection, it will double their speed, and trails of black feathers will be left behind, creating distractions wherever they go. The power of the technique doubles when used at night."

Jone decided it would be these techniques, and he read his manuals entirely. He thought about reading all the others since he wouldn't forget, but he thought it would be of little use as only basic and weak techniques were there, the best were these three.

So Jone started walking around the room and reading everything he thought would be useful one day. After another two hours, he walked towards the door and left the hall.