Outside the Hall of Baize.
The students of Kangcheng No. 2 High School were buzzing with excitement as they discussed their prophecies, especially around Cluru, who had drawn the biggest crowd.
After all, Cluru’s prophecy was “Great Fortune · You shall encounter the Legendary Spirit.”
Everyone knew that Baize’s prophecies always came true.
That meant during this trip, Cluru would definitely encounter the Legendary Spirit.
So if they got close to her now and stuck by her side, they might just get lucky and share in her fate.
Maybe they could even team up with Cluru and meet the Legendary Spirit together!
And if that happened—whether it was a trial or a contract with the spirit—they might get a piece of the pie too!
In no time, Cluru became the center of attention.
Everyone hovered around her suitcase, trying to make small talk and force their way into her group.
Cluru was miserable.
“Rumble-rumble—screech—”
Just as the students of No. 2 High were chattering away, a large tour bus pulled up to the curb.
“Well, well, well—if it isn’t the folks from No. 2!”
The moment the students stepped off the bus, their tone was full of open provocation.
“It’s those bastards from No. 1,” sighed class president Xinyue, rubbing her temples. “Damn it… These guys still haven’t let it go… It’s been ten years—aren’t they over it yet?”
The grudge between the two schools had been festering for years.
And honestly, you couldn’t really blame No. 1 for being hostile…
The root of it all went back ten years, when a certain upperclassman from No. 2 had nothing better to do and went around challenging every school in town to fights—and won.
He kicked his way through every high school in the city, No. 1 included, leaving everyone humiliated.
Since then, Kangcheng No. 2 had become public enemy number one.
But students eventually graduate.
That upperclassman had stirred up trouble across the entire city, then coolly wiped his hands clean and got into Dandan University.
While he was still around, people held back out of fear or respect.
But once he was gone…
Boom.
Over the years, No. 2’s decline had everything to do with the rest of the schools coming back for revenge.
Even now, ten years later, the other schools’ hatred hadn’t faded one bit.
No. 2 won’t collapse? Then the war won’t stop.
“Ugh—” Thinking about their school’s situation, Xinyue couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on.
But then she remembered Baize’s prophecy this time around, and confidence surged back into her.
Xinyue planted her hands on her hips and stood at the front of the No. 2 group.
“You’re here for the Baize prophecy too?”
“Nope, we already got ours. We’re heading into the mountains now.”
The class president from No. 1 was equally confident and well-developed, folding her arms and stepping up to Xinyue without flinching.
She smirked mockingly. “We just saw you little losers from No. 2 and decided to stop by. Wanted to see what kind of trashy prophecies you all got.”
“Well, you’re gonna be disappointed.” Xinyue pushed forward, their noses nearly touching. “Ours are pretty good. But just in case, we’re keeping them to ourselves—wouldn’t want shameless people like you leeching off our gains.”
“Oh really?” No. 1’s class president tilted her head. “Let me guess… your prophecy says… ‘You shall receive an opportunity to evolve’?”
Xinyue’s face changed dramatically.
She guessed it exactly?! Wait—was that even a guess?
“And you, the usually timid No. 2 president, always stammering and avoiding eye contact with me… suddenly acting all bold today? Looks like you’ve got something backing you up…”
The No. 1 president pretended to think, then suddenly lit up with a sly grin.
“If I’m not mistaken, that something is in that suitcase over there, huh? ‘You shall encounter the Legendary Spirit’? Hmph, not bad.”
“You were eavesdropping! There are No. 1 students hiding nearby!” Xinyue finally caught on—there was no way that was a guess. “Figures, typical No. 1 scum—no class at all!”
“Relax, relax. So what if it says ‘encounter the Legendary Spirit’? Even seeing it from a distance counts as an ‘encounter.’ That kind of prophecy is nothing special.”
“Nothing special?”
“Of course,” the No. 1 class president lifted her chin proudly. “Sorry, but No. 1 doesn’t need vague prophecies like ‘encounter’…
Our prophecy is ‘You shall take part in the Legendary Spirit’s trial’~! And three of our students got that one!”
“Take part in the spirit’s trial?!”
Xinyue’s momentum faltered instantly, and she was forced to take a step back under the pressure.
An “encounter” merely required a meeting, but participating in a trial was a concrete opportunity—an actual triggered event.
It was obvious which of the two held greater value.
“Looks like Lord Baize favors us more~ Oh ho ho~”
The No. 1 class president covered her mouth with one hand in a dainty laugh, while the other landed mockingly on Xinyue’s shoulder, giving her a condescending pat.
The students of No. 2 were seething with rage but had no way to retaliate.
The mood dropped, and silence fell over the group.
…..
“Creeeak—”
I pushed open the wooden doors of Baize Hall and stepped outside.
Hm? What’s going on out here? Why does the atmosphere feel so heavy?
Who’s that person across from us?
She’s so arrogant—it’s annoying… whatever, not my problem.
“Class Pres, Class Pres,” I tugged gently at the hem of Xinyue’s shirt.
“Mm?” Xinyue was fuming with anger, but when she saw it was me, she forced herself to soften both her tone and expression. “Little Luo Xian, what is it?”
“There’s… something wrong with my prophecy.”
I lowered my head awkwardly.
At the same time, I pointed to the little white lamb on my shoulder.
“Huh?! What’s that…” Xinyue reached out curiously and poked the lamb’s cheek.
It was chubby and covered in a fine layer of fuzz—super soft and strangely addicting to touch.
She was about to poke again when the little lamb opened its mouth and nearly bit her finger.
“Nice to meet you all. Let me introduce him.”
I grabbed the lamb by the scruff of its neck, holding it up like a pair of dirty underwear, my expression full of disdain:
“This is Baize.”