The Eternal Only Dao, the Cycle of a Hundred Years, and the Mystery of Sitting in Oblivion!

Four in the morning in the Tai'an Metropolitan Area.

It was early autumn, and the weather had turned cold. Fallen leaves had yellowed and withered.

Qin Shi woke early, opened the window, and breathed in the cold air rushing inside. He was instantly wide awake.

He hurried through his morning wash in a few minutes, then picked up the steamed buns warming on the table.

"Sis, I'm heading out!"

Qin Lan wasn't going to work today. With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, she hadn't taken any more jobs and planned to rest at home for a few days, spending the holiday with her younger siblings.

"Remember to buy a fish on your way back. I'll make you two braised cod for dinner."

"Got it!"

Qin Shi ran at full speed, darting out of Baogong Street and along a small path to the flood-control embankment on the western side.

"Teacher!"

With a bag of glossy, translucent steamed buns tucked under his arm, Qin Shi hurried up the embankment. A white-haired man stood at the top, dressed in an ancient robe and exuding the air of a reclusive master.

"You're here? Let's continue yesterday's lesson!"

The white-haired man spoke calmly.

Qin Shi nodded, handed him the hot buns, then began practicing the moves with meticulous precision.

Rumble—

Beyond the embankment lay a reservoir. With the rainy season underway and rain falling day after day, the water level had risen considerably.

Every move Qin Shi made seemed to unleash an immense force of gravity, drawing in an endless tide.

His momentum resembled a mountain torrent, rolling forward amid peals of thunder. It was a terrifying sight.

"Little Qin sure works hard. He's out here practicing first thing in the morning."

"Absolutely. With that kind of determination, he's sure to get into a good university!"