7 years later...

<imps> Xun Xing walked along the halls of the dorm, still sleepy but having to attend to the day's chores. She yawned, loudly, and put a hand up to cover the sound, but it was already too late.

"Wanna go back to bed, weakling, eh? Too weak to even stay awake?" <bully> walked out from one of the other doors, laughing loudly as he taunted her. Xun Xing hated <bully>, mainly because he was still two levels higher than her, despite her passive cultivation that the other students could only be envious of.

Of course, her unique power wasn't the only one here. Everybody had something amazing, and on top of that, most of them were genius cultivators, and could easily out-level Xun Xing and her gift. <bully>'s unique power was an extraordinarily tough body; he had never used any rare body-strengthening artifacts, but still his punches, even without <mana>, could break through stone without much trouble. The elders had high expectations for him, he was the favoured student this generation.

But the elders, or at least, Elder <mentor> had high expectations for Xun Xing, too. Just as she was about to start crying and run away from <bully>, Elder <mentor> appeared at the end of the hall with a flattish box in one hand. He looked at the situation in the hall that was about to develop, while <bully> and Xun Xing both stared mutely back.

"Xing'er, I have a game for you to play. Come and follow me. I think you will enjoy it."