> [Narrator]
"What was that…? How did I forget about my family?"
Bro was sitting there like a bugged-out NPC after a memory crash. And for once, no food was involved. This time, it was real.
Yun Wao sat frozen in the middle of the path, heart racing, face pale, soul trembling.
This time…
he whispered the words himself.
> "Who…?"
"Why…?"
"Whyyyyyyyyy…"
Tears didn't fall, but they might as well have. His brain?
99% revenge.exe loading.
He wasn't thinking of cultivation or glory anymore.
> "Revenge. Revenge. Revenge."
He repeated it in his head ten times, no pause, like his soul was banging a war drum.
And then…
SOMEONE TOUCHED HIS SHOULDER.
Yun Wao nearly had a spiritual heart attack.
> Han Yu:
"Hey… why are you sitting in the middle of the path like a ghost? What are you even thinking about?"
> Yun Wao:
"Ah… oh… n-nothing. Just… stretching my legs."
> [Narrator]
Bro, that's the worst lie I've ever heard. Even the dirt beneath him knows he's broken inside.
Han Yu raised an eyebrow but didn't push. Instead, he gave a small smile.
> Han Yu:
"Anyway, let's go. Our first lecture's starting soon."
Yun Wao blinked. "First lecture?"
> Han Yu:
"Yup. This one's special. Normally, outer sect lessons are given by Golden Core elders. But today… we're getting taught by a Nascent Soul cultivator."
> Yun Wao:
"...WHAT?!"
> Han Yu:
"I know, right? First we were mortals, now we're about to be schooled by someone who could blow up a mountain by sneezing."
Yun Wao stood up fast, still dizzy.
> Han Yu:
"Oh, also — it's not just us five. Turns out, the entire outer sect is attending."
> Yun Wao:
"...THE WHOLE OUTER SECT?"
> Han Yu:
"Yep. Around 5,000 disciples in total. It's gonna be packed like a spirit beast cage in festival season."
> Yun Wao:
"...So we'll be at the very back, huh?"
> Han Yu:
"Exactly. New disciples always stand last. Your position in the sect depends on your strength and contribution."
> [Narrator]
In other words…
"Congratulations! You're officially bottom-tier cannon fodder #0032 in a sea of 5,000 cultivators."
But hey — it's a start.
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