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Of the nearly four million people in the Underground City, roughly forty thousand possessed the ability to cultivate, a probability of almost one percent.
With their race already on the brink of extinction, no one could escape this fate. Ordinary young and middle-aged laborers were responsible for simple manual work, while all forty thousand cultivators, regardless of gender or age, had to receive instruction and go into battle.
Those forty thousand people were distributed very evenly throughout the Underground City. The six families had almost divided them equally, with around seven thousand people studying under each family.
Lu Yang arrived at the first training ground on the left. It was already packed, with everyone sitting cross-legged on the floor in silent meditation.
According to the teachings of the Wang Family instructors, if humans wanted to make use of magical energy from another world, they had to temper their spiritual power. The stronger their spiritual power, the more magical energy they could control and convert into attack spells such as fire and frost.
Lu Yang sat in an inconspicuous spot among the crowd, crossed his legs, and began cultivating. Before long, he entered a meditative state.
More than half an hour later, the sound of leather shoes striking the marble floor suddenly echoed through the utterly silent room. Everyone instinctively looked up and saw an arrogant young man walking onto the platform at the north side of the training ground.
Lu Yang already knew this man. His name was Wang Li, a level-four fire mage. Although his name contained the character for courtesy, and he usually dressed quite respectably, his character was anything but.
He had always looked down on all the residents of