When he returned home that day, Mother Ling was preparing dinner while his father, a quintessential homebody, was glued to the television. Only when Ling Xian stormed in did he finally notice him.
"Ah, Lingning! Back from the interview?"
Ling Xian nodded.
A moment later, he slipped into his cat-themed slippers and settled onto the sofa next to his father.
"So, how did it go? Tell me about the interview," Father Ling adjusted his monocle, crossed his legs, and waited for an answer.
Ling Xian paused, then decided to simply hand over the acceptance letter for his father to read himself.
"I'll tell you later," he communicated telepathically.
Father Ling: "Oh, is that so? Alright then!"
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"You two! Dinner's ready!"
"Great!" Father Ling stood up and glided over to the dining table, settling into his seat.
Ling Xian walked over and sat in his own chair.
Father Ling handed him a new pair of metal chopsticks—the last pair had been accidentally snapped by Ling Xian's spiritual power.
"Here... try not to break these ones."
Ling Xian handed the admission notice to Father Ling.
As Father Ling analyzed the document, he suddenly exclaimed in shock!
"Lingning! Didn't I tell you not to join the elite class? Look at the mess you've made!"
Ling Xian: "..."
"Do you realize how embarrassing this is for us?!"
Ling Xian: "..." I just clasped my hands together!
"Look at you! So powerful, and then look at us—our cultivation is utterly pathetic! I'm just a space scientist!"
Father Ling pinched the bridge of his nose. "I should really give you a good spanking..."
Upon hearing this, Ling Xian's face instantly darkened.
Father Ling felt a spiritual pressure far stronger than usual, and his entire body trembled.
The entire neighborhood shook!
"Fine! Fine! Fine! I'll reward you with a panda tart!"
Ling Xian's expression immediately returned to normal. "Thank you."
Father Ling: "..." He only spoke because I mentioned Little Panda?!
The pressure dissipated, and the house stopped shaking.
Spirit Mother emerged from the kitchen carrying desserts. "I felt a sudden pressure. What happened? Did you upset Lingning again?"
After setting the food on the table, she leaned down and kissed his forehead. "Don't be angry, sweetie..."
Ling Xian: -_-
Father Ling sighed and adjusted his monocle. "I don't know how it happened, but he somehow got accepted into the genius class."
Mother Ling took the empty seat. "Oh? My precious son is so smart!" she said with a giggle.
"But we shouldn't be discussing this now... Let's eat!"
And so, the trio began their long-awaited dinner.
After the meal, Ling Xian climbed the stairs toward his room.
He lay on his bed and let out a long sigh.
His favorite bedtime ritual was to review the day.
Gazing at the moon's hazy glow, his heart was filled with mixed emotions...
He had been reincarnated to restore balance, and he was still adjusting to this physical form.
It's all because of that dragon that I got placed in prodigy class!
And don't even mention how it ruined my limited-edition snack plan! I'll never forget that!
In truth, Ling Xian had possessed extraordinary talent since childhood, and sealing techniques had long been integrated into his daily life.
If you magically woke up with such power, what would be the first thing you do?
Play around, fly, test them... it may seem all cool at first but it gets irritating— at least for Ling Xian.
If you woke up one day suddenly possessing this power, what would be the first thing you'd do?
Playing around, flying, testing your abilities... It might be cool at first, but it'd get annoying fast—at least for Ling Xian.
Sure, he could easily demolish entire countries, but who'd pay for the damage!
Besides, most countries now had spiritual sealing. If he damaged them—the government could f**king execute him on the spot. That would be a war crime!
Ling Xian could certainly open dimensions to other worlds, but what if the Spatial Administration caught him? If they demanded compensation, his entire family would be bankrupted.
In short, possessing overwhelming power wasn't nearly as cool as he'd imagined...
I even had to reincarnate for this!
If he could trade this power for a normal life, he would do so without hesitation.
But for him, that was an impossible dream.
The thought sent a shiver down his spine.
The most pressing problem was—how would he face school next week?!
Ling Xian sat up abruptly and reached for his hidden stash of Little Panda snacks.
Who cares? I'll devour these first and then worry about it later...
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