My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

Soon, Su Yurou met Meng Chuan and discovered that he looked exactly like the one in her dream.

The other party said they would send her to the prehistoric world. Although she had already been moved once in her dream, she was still very touched.

Over the next few months, she was taken in as a personal disciple by Meng Chuan, who respectfully addressed her as "Teacher." With his help, she acquired cultivation from scratch and improved at an extremely rapid pace...

Until the day before departure, Su Yurou stood by the window of her room at the Meng Family Manor, gazing at the dazzling starry sky in the distance, but her heart was not at peace.

Tomorrow, she will be heading to that legendary prehistoric world.

Over the past few months, she has been cultivating with that teacher and has successfully transformed from an ordinary person into a celestial being.

Looking back at the history of Earth, this is an extremely rare cultivation speed.

All of this stems from Sister Xiaoyu's recommendation.

She was lost in thought when there was a knock on the door.

"Yu Rou, are you asleep?"

It's Xiaoyu's voice.

Su Yurou quickly went over and opened the door, where she saw Meng Xiaoyu standing outside, holding two steaming cups of milk.

"You're still awake, Sister Xiaoyu."

Meng Xiaoyu walked into the room, handed her one of the glasses of milk, and sat down on the edge of the bed, gently swirling the glass.

"You're leaving tomorrow, are you nervous?"

Su Yurou took the milk and sat down next to her. "A little bit."

"That's normal." Meng Xiaoyu smiled. "I was the same way. I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep all night. But don't worry, Sister Houtu is a very nice person. With your brother's influence, she won't treat you badly."

Su Yurou held the cup, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking:

"Sister Xiaoyu... what's the situation between Teacher and that Sister Houtu now?"

Meng Xiaoyu was taken aback; she hadn't expected her to ask that.

Su Yurou continued, "Every time Teacher mentions Sister Houtu, his tone becomes much gentler... but he seems to have never said that she is his confidante. I feel... it's like they haven't confessed their feelings to each other yet?"

Meng Xiaoyu paused, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, before letting out a soft sigh: "I didn't expect even you to have noticed..."

She put down her cup, gazed at the dazzling starry sky outside the window, and her voice became somewhat ethereal: "Brother and Sister Houtu, although they were attracted to each other, because they were separated by two realms, they never confessed their feelings to each other when they parted ways..."

After listening, Su Yurou nodded thoughtfully.

She looked down at the milk in her glass, a strange light flickering in the depths of her eyes.

"If I go in and call Sister Houtu 'Master's Wife'...would she be happier? And thus take better care of me?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Xiaoyu quickly waved her hand: "Absolutely not! Before brother and sister Houtu confirm their relationship, you must not call her 'Master's Wife'. If brother finds out, he might be unhappy."

Su Yurou nodded obediently: "Okay..."

She agreed verbally, but a strange light flashed in the depths of her eyes.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

A large number of people have already gathered on the playground of Yuncheng No. 2 Middle School.

Today is September 1st, the annual "Departure Day".

High school sophomores who are 16 to 17 years old will make a major life choice today.

In the center of the playground, the huge interdimensional teleportation stone stood silently, gleaming with a cold luster in the morning light.

The playground was covered with dense array patterns, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

On the edge of the playground, many parents gathered together. Some were reminding their children to be careful, some were silently shedding tears, and some were cheering their children on.

Su Yurou stood in the crowd, her head down, but her eyes no longer held any inferiority complex, only a suppressed, unleashed light!

For the past few months, she has not told her uncle's family about her "experience," only saying that she is working part-time while studying, and her uncle's family is more than happy that she is so sensible.

She could almost foresee that if she told the "truth," not only her uncle's family, but even his parents would probably shamelessly come to curry favor with her!

She really wanted to see if they would come to see her off, since she hadn't been honest with these so-called "family members"...

But now, she looked up and searched the crowd, but didn't see a single familiar face.

As expected!

For a fleeting moment, a cold glint flashed in the depths of her eyes, but she quickly regained her pitiful appearance.

Just then, a voice transmission pierced through the void and landed precisely in Su Yurou's ears:

"Xiao Rou".

Su Yurou's body trembled, but she quickly returned to normal.

She lowered her head, pretending to straighten her clothes, while cautiously responding with her divine sense: "Teacher, I'm here."

Meng Chuan's voice continued, calm and indifferent:

"I don't know if Xiaoyu has said anything to you. But you must remember, although you are my personal disciple, Houtu is my fellow Daoist. Her taking care of you is a favor, not her obligation. After you enter the prehistoric world, do not overstep your bounds."

Su Yurou quickly replied telepathically, "Disciple will remember Master's teachings."

Meng Chuan continued, "Your task in the prehistoric world is to cultivate diligently, and Houtu will help you. Just obey whatever she asks you to do unconditionally. She won't harm you, nor does she have any reason to.

"As for the matter of me asking you to bring something out, you just need to mention to her that I have reached the late stage of Quasi-Saint here and intend to reach the peak of Quasi-Saint in a short time. See if she has any way to help me."

He paused, his voice lowering slightly: "Tell her that even if I have needs, I don't need her to force me; let things take their course."

Su Yurou quickly replied telepathically.

Just then, the interdimensional teleportation stone in the center of the playground began to glow.

Golden light surged from within the stone, dazzling in the morning light, instantly activating the teleportation array on the playground.

Those young men and women who chose to go to the prehistoric world entered the teleportation array one by one, waiting to be teleported away.

Su Yurou turned around and walked towards the center of the playground.

She walked slowly, but her steps were firm.

As she walked in, she glanced back at the crowd by the playground—the parents seeing them off, the reluctant students, and the teachers with worried expressions.

Not one of them came to see her.

She looked away, a barely perceptible sneer playing at the corners of her lips.

Then, she began to meditate on the four words "primordial world"...

As the dazzling golden teleportation beam descended from the sky and enveloped Su Yurou, a chorus of exclamations erupted from the edge of the playground.

"Another person has chosen the prehistoric world!"

"Whose child is that?"

"Hey? Isn't that Su Yurou? The girl whose parents divorced and who lives with her uncle?"

"She actually dared to choose the prehistoric world? Is she out of her mind?"

"Oh, poor kid... I guess he couldn't stay at his uncle's house any longer and decided to take a gamble."

"A gamble? That's the primordial world! The mortality rate is 99.99%! She's going to her death!"

"Young people are so naive...what a pity."

Hearing the sympathetic, mocking, and disdainful comments around her, Su Yurou lowered her head, looking timid.

But in her heart, she was sneering.

Do you think I'll definitely die if I go in?

A bunch of ignorant ants!

When I come out, I'll dazzle your eyes! I'll scare you to death!