Chu Zhou High School, Senior Class Two.
The ceiling fans in the classroom rotate tirelessly, but they can't dispel the sultry heat of the scorching summer.
A teenager sits in the corner, his eyes blank, his face full of disbelief.
With handsome and delicate features, his complexion is slightly pale. He is 1.75 meters tall and thin like a bamboo pole, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.
The teenager's name is Li Luo, and he is seventeen this year.
No one knows that at this moment, his heart was filled with shocking waves!
"Isn't this Chu Zhou High School? Wasn't I in the middle of transgressing tribulation? How come..."
He looks around blankly, looking at his classmates from the past, unconsciously pinching his face. Feeling the pain, he finally came to his senses, immensely shocked!
"It's not an illusion! I actually returned from the Cultivation World to my high school era!"
Li Luo was inexplicably excited on the inside, a beautiful image emerged in his mind, "I have reborn, does this mean that Ni Chang hasn't died yet?"
Fairy Ni Chang is the most important woman in Li Luo's previous life!
In his previous life, he was a rare cultivation genius who stood tall in the vast continent for five hundred years, undefeated in the battle against the star races. The cultivators called him "Immortal Cang Ming"!
But while he was crossing the tribulation, he and Fairy Ni Chang fell in the heavenly tribulation under the siege of several superpowers that were golden-level superpowers because he touched their interests.
However, for some unknown reason, he has been reborn and returned to his teenage years!
"Lord Lei Jue, Witch Ancestor, Holy Master, King of Ten Thousand Demons... you would never have imagined, I, Li Cang Ming, didn't die, did I?"
"You just wait. Sooner or later, I will come back for you, to avenge all the grudges and wrongs!"
Li Luo laughed coldly, and with each name he muttered in his heart, his gaze sharpened, ultimately becoming as blazingly bright as a drawn sword.
His cultivation may be non-existent, but he still remained egoistic, standing at the peak of the cultivation world, making various races serve him, the great Immortal Cangmeng!
Li Luo took a deep breath, returning his thoughts to reality, his gaze looking out of the window, glossing over a trace of gloom.
"The Ye Family nowadays, should still be a prominent clan at the top of Huaguo, right?”
His mother, Ye Rou, was born into a hundred-year-old eminent family in Shangjing. Because of the difference in family status, she was taken away by her ruthless grandmother shortly after giving birth to him, and there was no opportunity to meet face to face.
Not long after, the arrogant Ye family of Shangjing sent news of his mother's death.
When the bad news arrived, his father was devastated, spending his days in a drunken stupor.
At that time, the company's partner, Liu Mingyuan, took advantage of the situation, quietly transferring company assets until the company could not even pay salaries. Only then did Li Luo's father gradually react.
What was even more unexpected was that some trumped-up charges were pinned on his father, who was thrown into prison and ended up dying in depression — a tragic ending.
That despicable Liu Mingyuan, however, transformed overnight, becoming the chairman of the leading enterprise in Jianghuai Province.
Even after a full five hundred years, recalling it now, Li Luo still felt a raging fire of anger burning in his heart.
"Forget about distant matters; just this Liu family indirectly caused my father's death, and I'll definitely settle the scores!"
Just as he was thinking, the school bell rang, interrupting his thoughts.
At this moment, a beautiful youthful girl happened to walk in from outside.
The girl was exquisite, dressed in a school uniform that hardly hid her untarnished disposition, like a pure lotus. With just a few years, she would grow into a beauty that could cause calamity to a nation.
As the girl appeared, all eyes in the classroom gathered on her.
"That's our school's campus belle, Xia Xue!"
"Damn it, Xia Xue is here for that sickly boy again."
"What am I missing compared to that sickly boy? Why can't I get the favor of the campus belle?"
A chorus of envy, jealousy, and bitterness arose, as the girl's eyes sparkled. She stepped up to Li Luo and called out sweetly, "Ah Luo, let's go. What are you daydreaming about?"
Upon seeing the girl, a peculiar shade emerged in the depth of Li Luo's eyes, surfacing a deeply buried memory.
Five years ago, Xia Xue suffered from a severe illness, and her father sought help from his sister-in-law.
In the process of treating the illness, the two empathized with each other's hardship, and before long, they grew familiar.
The two innocent children secretly harbored feelings for one another.
However, the past Li Luo was too self-deprecating. By the time they graduated from high school, neither of them had confessed their feelings.
After high school graduation, Xia Xue was forcibly sent abroad by her father. When they met again, she was already a married woman.
And he, Li Luo, had become a commoner leading a mediocre life.
Regret filled his heart. He got drunk to forget the pain and when he woke up, he was in another world.
Having no attachment left for Earth, he embarked on the journey of cultivation. This departure, was an exit for five hundred years!
For five hundred years, Li Luo's longing for Xia Xue waned not, his heart filled with unending regret!
In her previous life, Xia Xue, despite living in abundance and luxury, was not happy—a truth Li Luo knew well.
Seeing Xia Xue at this moment, Li Luo was filled with indescribable joy. He instinctively rose to his feet and wrapped his arms around her tightly.
He thought to himself, 'This time, I will not let that tragedy happen again, and not let you marry someone you don't love!'
The surrounding classmates stared wide-eyed, and the classroom was filled with astonishment!
Suddenly being embraced by Li Luo, Xia Xue was startled and panicked, she quickly struggled, "Ah Luo, what are you doing? So many people are watching! Let go of me quickly..."
Seeing the charming and flustered look on Xia Xue's face, a warm smile unconsciously crept up on Li Luo's face.
"Xia Xue, let's go."
Under the unusual gaze of everyone, the two who seemed completely mismatched, quickly left the classroom.
Upon reaching the school entrance, a luxury car conveniently parked by the road side.
Noticing the car, a hint of panic washed over Xia Xue's small face, as she conversed hurriedly with Li Luo. "Ah Luo, you should run away quickly!"
"Run? Why? I haven't done anything wrong."
Li Luo asked, bewildered.
"That's my father's car. If he sees you with me, he's bound to scold you again!"
Xia Xue stomped her foot anxiously, a picture of adorable panicking.
Li Luo couldn't help but stare, thinking to himself that the campus belle truly was a campus belle, looking so adorable in every move she made.
However, the thought of Xia Xue's father made Li Luo squint and laugh nonchalantly, “Don't worry, no matter how unreasonable your dad is, he won't kill me on sight, right?”
Upon seeing Li Luo's relaxed expression, Xia Xue couldn't help but feel helpless.
Her father had always disapproved of her being with Li Luo. What would happen if he saw them together, who knew?
Before she could say anything else, it was too late.
The door of a luxury car opened, and a middle-aged man strode out. His facial features were somewhat similar to Xia Xue's, his eyes sharp as a knife, emitting an innate aura of superiority.
The man was Xia Xue's biological father and the leader of the underground world in Chuzhou, Xia Tianhe!
Soon, Xia Tianhe walked up to them, glanced at Li Luo with utmost disdain, and then said to his daughter, “Xia Xue, go back to the car, I need to talk to Li Luo.”
“Dad…”
Feeling anxious, Xia Xue wanted to say something else, but was frightened into retreat by her father's stern look.
Li Luo’s eyes flickered, he said softly, “Xia Xue, go ahead, I will have a chat with your father.”
All Xia Xue could do was to obey, but she couldn't help looking back every few steps, worried about Li Luo's situation.