March 9th, light rain.

At the foot of Mount Tai, Xintai City, Xinwen High School.

As the school bell echoed through every corner, the once silent campus was immediately engulfed in noise.

Students poured out of the classrooms in groups, chatting and laughing as they headed towards the school gate.

Luo Lie, holding an umbrella, weaved through the students with a hint of urgency on his face. When he reached the gate, he saw the English teacher, Liu Qingming, using a briefcase to shield his head from the rain, waving to stop a taxi, intending to get in.

"Teacher Liu."

Luo Lie jogged over and held the umbrella over Liu Qingming.

"Oh, it's Luo Lie."

Liu Qingming turned and saw Luo Lie, a smile appearing on his face.

"Teacher, don't get wet." Luo Lie handed the umbrella to Liu Qingming.

"This rain isn't light. If you give me the umbrella, what about you?" Liu Qingming asked.

Luo Lie smiled, stepped aside, and got into the taxi. "I'll take a cab."

Liu Qingming was stunned.

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Closing the car door and rolling down the window, Luo Lie said, "Teacher, I think you should reflect deeply in the wind and rain. I clearly scored 145, tying for first in the English exam, yet you criticized me in front of the whole class, saying I scored low and embarrassed you. I wonder, how am I worse than first place? 14.5, clearly the first place scored one point less than me. I didn't mind tying with them, yet you said that about me. You should know, if it weren't for my strong heart, I might have climbed the curb to jump off."

After saying this, he rolled up the window, gave the driver an address, and the taxi drove off.

Liu Qingming stood in the rain with the umbrella, watching the taxi disappear into the distance. He glanced at the curb, which was shorter than some female teachers' heels, and considered climbing it to jump off.

Through the rearview mirror, seeing Liu Qingming's disheveled state in the wind, Luo Lie chuckled mischievously, leaned back, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

It wasn't a fake sleep; it was a deep slumber.

This was because the Mysterious Summoning that had accompanied him for a year resounded in his mind once again when the school bell rang.

Whenever this happened, Luo Lie would uncontrollably fall asleep, no matter his mental state, and would do so quickly, regardless of the environment.

For instance, he once fell asleep midway through a 3000-meter race at a sports meet.

Fell asleep during final exams.

Fell asleep in the restroom.

These repeated experiences had long prepared Luo Lie mentally. Each time the Mysterious Summoning echoed in his mind, he would immediately find a place to sleep as quickly as possible.

This time was no exception.

A gentle snore escaped from Luo Lie's nose and mouth, and the familiar dreamlike scene appeared once more.

***

In the Void and Chaos, a gigantic figure emerged.

This person wore a Purple-Gold Crown, his face radiant like the evening glow, with three long strands of beard flowing over his chest. A Yellow Daoist Robe fluttered in the wind, resembling an immortal descending to the mortal world.

As this person appeared, White Lotus flowers bloomed from the void ground, the sky filled with a Radiant Glow, and a Celestial Melody echoed faintly.

In Luo Lie's mind, two words surfaced once again.

Every time he saw this scene, these two words would involuntarily pop into his mind.

Holy Ancestor!

Unlike before, when the Holy Ancestor appeared, he would simply stand silently before Luo Lie. But now, Luo Lie keenly noticed that the Holy Ancestor actually smiled, and then with a "bang," the Holy Ancestor shattered, transforming into countless tiny white particles, all surging into Luo Lie's body.

The sleeping Luo Lie felt intense pain throughout his body, as if being torn apart and reassembled.

The pain woke him, and when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the taxi.

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Proofreader & Editor: Peter Pan