"At last, the day had come."
Xia Ming stood just inside Shrek Academy's grand archway, his gaze passing over the bustling stream of energetic, hopeful new students.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar campus scenery, he felt an indescribable sense of the passage of time.
It had been eleven years since he had transmigrated here.
Five years had also passed since his Martial Soul awakened at the age of six.
Looking back from this point in time, Xia Ming clearly realized that everything had long since changed.
The butterfly's wings had already stirred up a storm that swept across the continent.
The establishment of the Spirit Pagoda, the widespread adoption of the Soul Spirit system, the subtle shifts in the balance among various powers, the early convergence or redirection of countless people's fates...
These changes, directly or indirectly driven by him, had shattered the plot knowledge he had inherited from his previous life.
By now, it was fragmented beyond recognition. Only a few names and vague background details still held any reference value.
The world was roaring forward along a path that even he could no longer fully predict.
Fortunately, over these eleven years of growth, with the advantage of foreknowledge, his own talent, and extraordinary luck...
He was no longer that cautious stranger in a foreign land.
Strength, status, influence...
He had truly risen to the top of this continent, gaining the ability to stand firm amid the tides of the age and even guide their direction.
Just then, two familiar figures entered his sight, interrupting his thoughts.
"Feng, slow down!" A crisp female voice, carrying a hint of helplessness, rang out.
A graceful and noble young woman reached out and gently caught the sleeve of the clearly impatient girl beside her.
They were Ning Tian and Wu Feng.