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Douluo: The Blind One

Hun Yu was reincarnated in the Soul Land, but he had a waste-grade talent. When he was 6 years old, he lost his eyesight after awakening his martial spirit, the Holy Bow. He lived his life relying on his heightened senses that he obtained after he lost his eyesight. One day, he was walking to the village from his house when he found an injured woman. He carried her to his house and took care of her for a few days. She had lost her memories and didn't remember anything. ......... Avoid this fanfic if you're a fan of Tang San or his group, as it follows the Spirit Hall's side. If you dislike seeing them meet a grisly end, it's not for you.

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Chapter 26 Qian Yunfeng

Hun Yun entered the Heaven Duo Imperial Academy after waking for some time. Inside the academy, he noticed guards stationed at various locations. As he approached them the guards.

"Stop! Show your identity!" one of the guards called out, holding up a hand to signal Hun Yun to halt.

he reached into his pocket and produced a small token, which he held out for the guards to inspect.

"This was given to me by Ming Shenji," Hun Yun said calmly, his voice steady and measured. "He instructed me to come here and seek out the knowledge and training offered by the academy."

The guards exchanged a glance, examining the token carefully before nodding in acknowledgement. "Very well," one of them said, gesturing towards a nearby building. "Proceed to the main hall.

After walking for some time, Hun yu finally reached the entrance of the main hall. As he was about to enter, an old man stepped out and greeted him.

"So, you are here. What was your name? Yes, Hun yu," the old man said, his voice calm and steady.

Hun yu recognized the voice and immediately replied, "Yes, as I promised, I would join this academy and here I am."

The old man nodded, "Good, good. "

As Hun yu stood there, the old man who had welcomed him to the academy turned to him and said, "Let me introduce you to someone." Hun yu nodded politely, intrigued by the old man's words. Suddenly, the doors to the hall opened and a figure emerged from within. He was a man of considerable girth, his expansive belly straining against the buttons of his vest.

The man began to speak in a booming voice, introducing himself as Bai Baoshan. Hun yu could sense the powerful presence emanating from the man. Bai Baoshan continued, "I am the vice president of the board, and my martial soul is the Heaven Star Furnace Spirit. I am ranked 85 in the Defense System."

As he spoke, Hun yu couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and respect for the man. The imposing figure seemed to radiate strength and authority, and Hun yu knew that he was someone he would need to impress if he wanted to succeed in this academy.

The old man looked at the young man standing before him and chuckled to himself. "I don't have to introduce myself again, do we? If you don't remember my name, it was Meng Shenji," he said, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

Shenji had mentioned this old man to him before. He wondered what kind of person Meng Shenji had described him to be.

"So, you are the guy Shenji told me about, hm?" Bai Baoshan said, his voice trailing off as he looked the young man up and down. "21 years old and 43 level. You can be considered a genius of low level because there are many people who have reached this level at 20 years of age or even lower."

As if sensing his disappointment, Meng Shenji chuckled again. "Don't worry, young man. Level is just a number. What matters is your martial soul and spirit ring. Release them and let me see what you've got."

As the words reached his ears, Hun Yu's expression hardened. Without hesitation, he summoned forth his martial soul, the Holy Bow, and released four dazzling spirit rings - two yellow, two purple - that shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight.

The holy aura emanating from his martial soul was so strong that it filled the air, causing the hairs on the back of Meng Shinji and Bai Baoshan's necks to stand on end. They watched in awe as Hun Yu wielded his spirit bow with deadly precision, the power of his martial soul unmistakable.

Meng Shinji and Bai Baoshan were both experienced Soul master, but they had only seen something like this from top level Martial soul. The combination of Hun Yu's martial soul and spirit rings was a sight to behold, and they could feel the energy emanating from him, causing a ripple in the air around them.

As Hun Yu slowly lowered his bow, the holy aura faded away, leaving behind a lingering sense of awe and wonder.

"This... this is a top-level martial soul," Meng Shenji said, his voice barely above a whisper. The shock on his face was evident as he continued to stare at the spirit, his mind racing with the possibilities that such a spirit could offer in battle.

Meng Shenji's shock quickly turned to admiration as he continued to watch Hun Yu and his magnificent martial soul.m

"You gave us a big surprise," Meng Shenji said. "That is a top-level martial soul, and you wield it with incredible skill."

Hun Yu smiled modestly at the praise, acknowledging the compliment without a hint of arrogance. He knew that his martial spirit was strong, but he was also aware that it took much more than power to succeed in the world of soul master.

As Meng Shenji spoke, Hun Yu could feel a sense of pride welling up inside of him. He had worked hard to cultivate his martial spirit.

As Hun Yu listened, Meng Shenji continued speaking, his voice filled with a sense of awe.

"I was planning to let you join Heaven Dou Imperial Academy's Secondary Team," he said. "But I have changed my mind. You are going to join the Emperor Team of Heaven Dou Imperial Academy. It is the main seeded team of the entire empire."

Hun Yu's nooded.

...

As she sat in the dimly lit secret room of the Crown Prince mansion, Qian Renxue's eyes were fixed on the newborn child in her arms.

With his tiny fingers and delicate features, he was a sight to behold. The golden-haired beauty smiled softly as she played with him, cooing softly and gently rocking him back and forth. She had named him Qian Yunfeng, and already she was deeply devoted to him.

Qian Renxue's doting on Qian Yunfeng was evident in the way she held him, her arms cradling him protectively as she gazed down at him with adoration. She couldn't help but marvel at how perfect he was, from his tiny toes to his button nose. It was as if he had been born with a special kind of magic that drew people to him.