The Blind God-King Returns to His Throne

Holy Soul Village.

Spirit Hall.

A handsome, arrogant young man was patiently awakening the spirits of a group of children.

"Your spirit is a scallion."

"Innate spirit power, level one."

"A scallion? Not bad, at least you have some spirit power. Little one, I have high hopes for you~"

Su Yuntao looked at Du Hao before him with a smile. Although it was a trash spirit he couldn't imagine any use for, it at least possessed some spirit power. As long as there was spirit power, he had his performance metrics; with metrics, who cared about the rest?

"Thank you, Spirit Master!" Du Hao bowed respectfully to Su Yuntao, a smile he couldn't hide plastered on his face.

He had been in this world for several months now. Ever since he realized this was the Douluo Continent and that he was about to undergo his spirit awakening, he had been filled with anxiety, terrified that he would be an unlucky soul with zero spirit power.

Fortunately, he had level one spirit power. While not exactly stellar, it was at least a glimmer of hope.

Besides, as a noble transmigrator, how could he be without a golden finger? A powerful cheat?

After stepping aside, Du Hao looked curiously at the others still waiting for their awakening. Wasn't it said that anyone with spirit power would be recruited into the Spirit Hall?

Why was the reaction so lukewarm when it came to him?

Could it be that he was disgusted by this scallion spirit of his?

Well... it seemed reasonable to be disgusted.

After all, a scallion with only level one spirit power—it seemed like it would be a 'life-draining' struggle for an ordinary person to even reach level ten.

Though he thought this to himself, he couldn't help but feel that since he had arrived on the Douluo Continent, something was missing without that one blessing from the Blind God of War...

Should I go ask Su Yuntao for a bit of luck? Just as Du Hao was lost in his wild thoughts, Su Yuntao was already awakening the spirit of the final child.

Needless to say, by tradition, the last one to awaken was definitely Tang San. He always snuck in at the very end, appearing only at the final moment.

The protagonist of this world was this guy, Tang San. Although fan fiction had mixed reviews about him, there was no denying that this guy had incredible luck.

He practiced the Mysterious Heaven Technique from a young age and possessed twin top-tier spirits. He was even a monster with innate full spirit power. His buffs were stacked to the heavens.

At this moment, Tang San's awakening reached a critical juncture. A tiny stalk of Blue Silver Grass emerged in his left hand, while Du Hao noticed his right hand clenched tightly behind his back.

That must have been the Clear Sky Hammer itself.

Unfortunately, the kid held his hand too tightly; Du Hao couldn't even see what the patterns on the Clear Sky Hammer looked like.

The spectacle of Tang San's awakening was quite grand, making Su Yuntao's eyes light up right there in the awakening formation! In that moment, he felt as if he had pulled a legendary golden card!

Wow! Legendary golden card! For some reason, this image flashed through Su Yuntao's mind.

But alas, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. What appeared before him was actually a stalk of Blue Silver Grass, and the most common variety at that.

"This, another trash spirit... sigh~" The dream of promotion in Su Yuntao's heart was instantly shattered. He waved his hand in disappointment, "Alright, you can leave."

With such a trash spirit, Su Yuntao didn't even have the desire to test his spirit power. He just wanted to shoo them away as quickly as possible.

"Uncle, you haven't tested my spirit power yet!" Tang San, possessing a thick skin, feigned an innocent and naive expression as he asked.

Hearing this, Su Yuntao didn't even turn his head, saying with a disappointed face, "No need to test. I've never seen anyone with spirit power from a trash spirit like Blue Silver Grass."

"Let me try, Uncle~" Tang San put on a pitiful act.

In the end, Su Yuntao, unable to refuse Tang San, felt sorry for this country boy and decided to test his spirit power after all.

"What the hell? How is this full spirit power? Are you kidding me? I need to report this immediately..."

Brother Tao was shocked.

Brother Tao was dismissive.

Instantly, the Blind God of War returned to his post!

"Sigh, forget it. How could anyone pay attention to Blue Silver Grass? Such a trash spirit..."

After all, in his heart, aside from beast spirits and those weapon-type spirits, any unknown spirit was a trash spirit.

Even if he reported it, no one would care.

After testing Tang San's spirit power, Su Yuntao left the wooden house, his face full of regret and disappointment, leaving behind a large group of ignorant children staring blankly at one another.

As soon as Su Yuntao left, the children in the crowd surrounded Du Hao. After all, he was the only one among them who had awakened a proper spirit.

Among this group of curious children, he stood out like a crane in a flock of chickens, much like a child king who possessed all the snacks—the most impressive person in their eyes.

"Alright, everyone stop making noise. The Village Chief and Grandpa are still waiting for us outside, let's go!" Du Hao waved his hand with a smile; he didn't have much to say to a bunch of rowdy kids.

He exchanged a glance with Tang San not far away.

Du Hao took the lead and left the so-called village 'Spirit Hall'.

Since he had already awakened his spirit, he needed to go home and think carefully about how to proceed.

After all, his spirit wasn't much—a scallion. He had no idea how to develop it in the future; he might as well go back to his own little shack.

Let me take a look at the novice gift pack prepared by the system.

Outside the Spirit Hall, Old Jack looked at Du Hao, who was walking toward him, with a face full of anticipation and a beaming smile, waving the two certificates stamped with the Spirit Hall seal in his hand.

The name at the very top was Du Hao's.

The orphans in the village were all cared for by the village chief, and no matter which one succeeded, it was a source of great joy for him.

Not to mention this tallest little mouse, who had eaten at his house countless times since he was small; now that he had become a Spirit Master, one could only imagine how happy the village chief felt.

"Little Mouse! Let Grandpa see, do you really possess spirit power?" Before Du Hao could even reach him, Old Jack excitedly stepped forward to ask.

"Yes, Grandpa Jack, I awakened it, look!" After saying this, Du Hao extended his right hand, and a half-meter-long green onion appeared in his palm.

"Wonderful! Little Mouse! You've made something of yourself." Old Jack gripped Du Hao's shoulders tightly, so overcome with emotion that he could barely speak.

After quite a while.

Old Jack finally told the other children to hurry home, then took Du Hao by the hand and walked with him to take Tang San home first.

On the way, Old Jack learned that the spirit Tang San had awakened was Blue Silver Grass, and that he was a genius with full spirit power, which sent him into another fit of excitement.

In a place like this, it didn't matter if it was a trash spirit; he only knew that having spirit power meant there was hope of becoming a Spirit Master, and becoming a Spirit Master meant bringing glory to the village.

Even if he went to the afterlife later, he would at least have an account to give to those who came before him.

"Little San? Would you be willing to go to a specialized school to learn the knowledge of Spirit Masters? Only there..." As Old Jack explained.

Tang San just nodded blankly.

"Grandpa Jack, I have to ask my dad about this when I get home, otherwise..." Tang San said somewhat timidly.

How is this kid not like the Tang Buddha of my past life? Could it be that he's too calculating? I can't tell? Du Hao thought, observing him with confusion.

He didn't know much about Tang San; for the past three months, he had been in the process of awakening his memories and hadn't had any time to interact with him.

Therefore, he didn't even know if this world was truly the same as the anime he had seen before.

Before long, the group arrived at the blacksmith shop and stopped at the entrance.

Seeing the slovenly Uncle Tang Hao, Old Jack couldn't help but start scolding him with a pained and exasperated expression.

He was angry at his lack of ambition; after all, a man who couldn't even feed his own child was destined to be despised in the village.

One had to know that Old Jack had worked diligently in the village, never leaving a single villager behind, and could be said to have ensured that 99.99% of the villagers were well-fed!

Yet, there was always one bad apple that spoiled the whole bunch!

No matter if he tried to support him, introduce him to work, or find him a wife, this Tang Hao was just like a stubborn, dull weight.

He managed to ruin everything!

Old Jack was truly heartbroken, almost wanting to drag out his 800-meter-long giant radish to knock some sense into his head, just to see if he was actually awake.