Is it such a bad thing to be mad?

Lu Ran cradled the tabby cat and fell into a deep sleep.

He still had no idea that his performance from the night before had set the outside world abuzz!

Major news outlets scrambled to cover the story; terms like "Lu Ran," "Immortal Sheep Believer," and "Rain Alley" had become hot keywords.

The name Lu Ran was especially on fire.

"From a small town comes an Immortal Sheep Believer, the unprecedented prodigy of Da Xia!"

"Lu Ran, a human youth that made even the Yan Zhi creatures cry with envy!"

"Supreme youth of Rain Alley City, casually blessed with divine impartation!"

"My blood built the city's walls—why worry about aloofness or madness?"

"Public Notice: Be cautious in worshiping the faction of the Immortal Sheep—not everyone is Lu Ran!"

The relentless media coverage caught people off guard.

The night of February fifteenth showcased the remarkable performances of fifty participating talents.