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At dawn, Nezha stood by the dormitory window, gazing at the horizon that was gradually turning white. It had been three days since Ao Bing left; that night they had agreed to meet at the East Coast to stop the ritual of the Li Yang Sect and save the Dragon Crisis. Today was the day of the decisive battle, but unexpected changes had occurred.
The evening before, Aunt Taiyi had brought shocking news—the East Sea was calm as ever, showing no signs of an impending ritual. Even more perplexing was the sudden disappearance of Shen Gongbao; his office in the History Department had been cleared out, as if he had vanished from existence.
"This can't be happening," Nezha murmured to himself, gripping the Dragon Scale Pendant tightly. "All clues point to tonight. Shen Gongbao wouldn't just disappear without reason, unless..."
A terrifying thought crossed his mind—this could all be a trap, and Shen Gongbao might have been deceiving him from the start. But why? For what purpose? Nezha sensed a greater conspiracy brewing beneath the surface, one that entangled both him and Ao Bing.
As morning light brightened, the campus began to awaken, with small groups of students making their way to the cafeteria. Ever since his identity had been exposed, Nezha had grown accustomed to the fearful and avoiding glances from his classmates. Although the school had officially stated that he had passed evaluations and posed no threat, rumors still circulated—some claimed he could lose control at any moment and harm someone, while others suggested he was merely pretending to be a sunny sports boy to hide his true self. There were even claims that he practiced terrifying Fire Magic at night.
Nezha shook his head with a bitter smile and decided to head to the cafeteria for breakfast. He needed energy now more than ever to prepare for the battle that might come.
Inside the cafeteria, people avoided him as if he were a plague. Nezha was used to it by now; he took his tray and sat in a corner, eating breakfast in silence. Suddenly, a familiar figure sat down across from him—it was Zhao Lei, captain of the Magic City University Soccer Team.
"What’s wrong? Afraid I’ll suddenly breathe fire and roast you?" Nezha joked half-heartedly.
Zhao Lei rolled his eyes. "Cut it out. You've been like this since freshman year; if you really had that ability, you would have burned down the field by now." He pushed a glass of milk toward Nezha. "You need to replenish your energy; we have a match next week, and the team needs you."
Nezha was taken aback. "You still want me on the field?"
"Why not?" Zhao Lei countered. "Your identity doesn’t affect your skills on the pitch. Besides, who doesn’t have a few secrets?"
This sudden kindness warmed Nezha’s heart. It turned out not everyone rejected him; at least on the soccer field, he remained a trusted forward among his teammates.
"Thank you," Nezha said sincerely, "but I'm not sure if I can continue staying at school..."
Zhao Lei frowned. "What do you mean? Are you thinking about dropping out?"
Nezha didn't answer directly; he just lowered his head and took a sip of milk. "Things are a bit complicated."
"Listen," Zhao Lei said, looking at Nezha earnestly, "no matter what difficulties you're facing, running away isn't the solution. Is it because of those rumors? Don't pay them any mind; time will prove everything."
Nezha nodded gratefully, but deep down, he wasn't so optimistic. His worries extended far beyond campus gossip; they involved Ao Bing's safety, the fate of the Dragon Tribe, and his own destiny as the Magic Orb Reincarnation.
After leaving the cafeteria, Nezha headed to the classroom, preparing for his lesson. The first class of the day was Ancient Myths and Modern Interpretations, taught by a stern old scholar who rarely smiled. Nezha had expected to be called out for criticism as usual, but to his surprise, the professor praised him for his contribution during class today.
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