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Life at school was quietly changing. As Nezha became more adept at controlling the Demon Sphere Power, he no longer felt the need to hide his abilities. Instead, he began to showcase their positive applications at appropriate moments—such as precisely controlling the flame temperature during chemistry experiments, assisting the maintenance staff in repairing damaged circuits, and even providing warmth to his classmates during the winter.
These acts of kindness gradually shifted some students' perceptions of him. While some still kept their distance, an increasing number began to accept this unique Magic Orb Reincarnation individual, no longer viewing him as a potential threat. The Magic City University Soccer Team eagerly welcomed Nezha back to training. In a friendly match, he restrained himself to use just a bit of his ability to accelerate, helping the team equalize the score in the final moments.
After the game, team captain Zhao Lei clapped him on the shoulder with a grin, saying, "Looks like we have a secret weapon! But don’t overdo it; people might say we’re cheating." This lighthearted atmosphere gave Nezha a long-lost sense of belonging. He realized that perhaps he had been too negative in the past, passively accepting all the negative impacts associated with being labeled as a "Magic Orb Reincarnation" and failing to actively change and shape people's views.
One evening a month later, in the training room, Nezha sat cross-legged, surrounded by seven-colored flames that formed a perfect energy vortex. This was an advanced practice of the Fire Spirit Technique—Seven-Colored Flame Ring—which required precise separation and reassembly of different elemental fire energies, making it extremely challenging.
Aunt Taiyi stood nearby, observing with admiration. Nezha's talent and effort exceeded her expectations; in just one month, he had achieved what an ordinary practitioner would take a year to accomplish. As the flames gradually receded back into Nezha's body, he opened his eyes and exhaled deeply, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. "Taiyi Senior, I can feel it—the energy within me has stabilized completely. The Demon Sphere Power seems to have become a part of my body; it will no longer go out of control."
"Congratulations," Aunt Taiyi nodded with a smile. "You have reached the initial stage of Xin Yu and mastered the basic application of Demon Sphere Power. Of course, this is just the beginning of a long path of cultivation, but you are now equipped to handle general dangers."
Nezha stood up and gathered a pulsating flame in his palm, shaped like a lotus flower—beautiful yet commanding. "I will continue to strive until I fully master all possibilities of Demon Sphere Power."
Aunt Taiyi looked at this once-confused boy who feared his identity but had now grown into a young man willing to take on responsibilities. "You have found your path; this is more precious than any cultivation achievement."
"Indeed," Nezha gazed out at the night sky with determination in his eyes. "I will no longer evade or passively accept my fate. The Demon Orb has given me strength; I will use this power to protect those I love and safeguard the light of this world. Ao Bing, Dragon Tribe, even the entire Human World... I will prove through my actions that the Demon Orb is not a symbol of disaster but rather a spark of hope."
He raised his hand as the lotus-shaped flame slowly ascended into the air, radiating dazzling brilliance against the night backdrop like a small sun illuminating every corner of the training room.
"This is my promise and my resolve," Nezha declared as he stared at the flame, his voice filled with strength. "No matter how difficult the road ahead or how powerful the enemies may be, I will walk forward steadfastly. Child of the Demon Sphere will no longer be a curse but a symbol of protection!"
Aunt Taiyi watched quietly, her eyes sparkling with pride and anticipation. She knew that the true test was just beginning, but this young man was ready to face destiny's challenges.
In the distant Dragon Palace, Ao Bing seemed to sense something and looked up at an unusually bright star in the sky, an involuntary smile spreading across his lips. Without words, he knew who was sending forth signals of strength and determination.
"Nezha..." Ao Bing whispered as he tightened his grip on the fiery red talisman at his chest. "I believe in you."
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