Chapter 5: Roar from the Soul

At this moment, images of the past kept flashing through Ye Feng's mind.

In physical education class.

"Yezi, come play some basketball," a classmate beckoned.

"No, I can't, and I need to go home early to study, hehe," Ye Feng forced a smile at them, feeling helpless.

Everyone burst into laughter, not noticing Ye Feng's small hand clenching tightly. Who could blame him for not being strong enough to play, or for bearing the hopes of his parents?

After school.

"Yezi, do you want to kick a few balls?"

"Forget it, he still needs to go home and be a good boy. Besides, look at him, does he look like he can play soccer? Let's play by ourselves, ignore him."

Ye Feng walked silently out of the school, suddenly feeling his backpack on his shoulders become much heavier.

Not everyone has the right to indulge in their inner desires; now, he had more responsibilities.

Back home: "Xiaofeng, study hard and try to get into a better high school, sigh," Ye Feng's father said, smoking.

"What are you talking about, Xiaofeng? Don't listen to your father. Go to whatever school you can get into."

"Okay." Ye Feng got up from the bed and picked up his pen to start doing problems.

The old wall clock struck ten at night, and that night was sleepless.

His thoughts wandered through the river of time, and soon it was high school.

"Hey, crazy guy, let's go to the internet cafe this Sunday and have some fun."

Ye Feng sighed helplessly and said, "No, I don't have money, you guys go."

"No money, forget it. Who among us has money?"

At that moment, Ye Feng realized for the first time: there are indeed differences between people! He wasn't in their circle.

That day, he swore to himself that one day he would break out of his own circle.

"Hey, did you hear? Zhang Yang got a perfect score in physics again."

"Damn, is he even human! I heard he was up all night playing games with Li Bing and the others."

Tightening his hand, Ye Feng's face didn't look good. He only scored 119 points on the physics test, which wasn't ideal for a class with an average score of over 120.

Moreover, he had stayed up all night reviewing the night before.

That day, Ye Feng realized for the first time: not everything can be achieved through hard work; talent is actually very important.

Whoever said that hard work can make up for the gap with others, he would argue with them!

At the senior high school mobilization meeting: "Students, our time is running out. The college entrance exam is already in countdown. Soon, you will face the most significant test of your lives. During this period, I hope all teachers and students continue to uphold the spirit of hard work, teamwork, innovation, and dedication, and maintain the current good momentum.

We aim to achieve even greater success in the college entrance exam. I also hope that parents provide logistical support, encourage and reduce pressure on their children, and work together with the school to create a better future... Finally, I hope that from now on, every student will use all their time for studying. We will crack down on early romances, one by one..."

"I wish I could have an early romance, but no one likes me," Ye Feng muttered to himself, pursing his lips.

During his three years of high school, Ye Feng had a crush on one girl, but due to the reality of the gap, he never had the courage to confess by graduation. A voice in his heart always told him: college is the paradise of love, everything else is just a mirage, a bit like the spirit of Ah Q.

Thus, the three years of high school became both Ye Feng's academic history and his glorious bachelor history. His thoughts stumbled into the college era, the time of the single log bridge over the river, where parents and children fought to the bitter end.

"Ye Feng, why did you fail a course in the first semester? What will you do in the future!" the counselor scolded sternly.

"I, I, my brain doesn't work well," Ye Feng felt a bit ashamed, as he had spent the first semester focusing on cultivation.

It turned out that college wasn't so free either; everyone was busy filling the blanks on their resumes after graduation.

"I'm sorry, Ye Feng, you're a good person, but we're not suitable. I don't plan to date during college," the girl said, biting her lip.

Although Ye Feng was very sad and helpless after receiving his first "good person card," he didn't give up. He believed that persistence was the key to victory, as he had always done, including during the college entrance exam.

However, a month later, he accidentally saw the girl he had confessed to hugging and kissing a wealthy and promiscuous young man from the same department. In that instant, he understood: she wasn't planning to date, but she wasn't planning to date someone like him, a poor person.

Love, in fact, is a game for the rich.

Since then, Ye Feng became even more reclusive.

"Ye Feng, do you want to go to a lecture?"

"No."

"Ye Feng, do you want to watch a movie?"

"No time."

"Ye Feng, are you interested in a social event?"

"No interest."

"Ye Feng?"

"Uh?"

"Oh, you're not going, bye." His roommate looked regretful.

Was it that he didn't want to go or that he didn't dare to go? Every time, Ye Feng's heart kept questioning himself.

It was all a boring and helpless life, truly a past not worth remembering!

"What do I really want? To be content with mediocrity forever? Or... I actually yearn to live in the spotlight like others." Ye Feng's thoughts returned to reality with heavy steps, and an unprecedented desire to live a brilliant life surged in his heart. The white thread connected to the rhombic crystal became even more radiant.

Looking at the dark and silent night ahead, Ye Feng felt that his life was filled with darkness, and the evil fire in his chest finally erupted. Without warning, he became furious, raised his middle finger to the sky, and roared: "F*ck!"

Towards the endless darkness in the distance.

"Why should some people have everything from birth, yet not know how to cherish it?! And I, who want everything, have nothing."

The silent night.

"Why should we have to struggle for money?! Live a life that goes against our true selves! My soul tells me that cultivation is my destiny!"

Still the silent night.

"Why should people have to live such a boring life? I want to take control of my fate and live the life I want. Shouldn't we have our own lives?! Sniff, sniff..."

With each word Ye Feng spoke, the rhombic crystal in the unknown space trembled, its light becoming even more radiant, as if responding to Ye Feng's questioning of the world.

As Ye Feng spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, and he began to sob.

For a long time, the night remained dark, and nothing changed. Ye Feng suddenly laughed at himself, wondering why he was so sensitive today. "Hehe, I shouldn't be so pessimistic. I'm actually a very optimistic person."

Suddenly, the sky crackled!

It seemed that fate had heard Ye Feng's cry!

Several streetlights on the side of the road seemed to burn out their last life and went out.

Instantly, the surroundings became pitch black, with no one around, even more silent.

Seeing this, Ye Feng was stunned, then his eyes turned red, and his face was covered in veins, like an enraged beast. A fierce nature rose from the depths of his heart, and he roared at the darkness, both in his mouth and in his heart.

The streetlights' light was like a fuse, igniting the heart of a wild beast.

"I, Ye Feng, swear by my life and soul that I will no longer live this mediocre and painful life. Even if I die, I will make my life and soul burn with brilliant colors, illuminating the entire earth."

"Here, whether it's the Jade Emperor, Jesus, Buddha, Satan, or Hades, whether you exist or not, I, beg you for power, to burn my life and soul."

I, refuse to be mediocre; I, yearn for brilliance.

Let me be the one in this world who dares to defy fate.

This life, this vow, I will never regret.

At this moment, the rhombic crystal in the unknown space emitted a series of buzzing sounds, and the white light connecting Ye Feng's heart to the crystal suddenly became abnormally thick, as if the crystal would burst through the white line into the depths of Ye Feng's heart at any moment.

After roaring, Ye Feng sat down on the ground, his face showing a dejected expression, like a deflated balloon, motionless.

He muttered to himself: "Mad, mad, I'm really mad. Hahaha... Hahaha... This world, in the end, is always disappointing..." Before he could finish, Ye Feng suddenly felt a strong fluctuation in the space, and a tearing sound came from ahead. A point of light suddenly appeared in the darkness.

Incredibly brilliant!

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