Several days later, on Wednesday afternoon, the sunlight simulated by the Undercity's dome fell upon the ground, spreading a bright radiance.
Luo Yan and Xiao Bai returned to the Academy.
The Academy's gate remained as solemn as ever. The school motto, "Sword Points to the South," was engraved on the Stone Tablet behind it in four bold, powerful characters.
The two of them walked around the Stone Tablet and headed deeper into the Academy along the familiar main road.
The breath of spring had already filled the air. All things were reviving, brimming with life.
The trees lining both sides of the main road seemed to have sensed spring's call, sprouting new branches and buds in the season of rebirth.
The tender green leaves glimmered with the light of hope beneath the sun. Patches of lush greenery quietly grew.
The entire Academy seemed immersed in tranquility. There were no noisy voices, only the occasional chirping of insects and birds.
They passed the Training Hall. These facilities, which held their memories of the past, now had their gates tightly shut.
"I really miss this place."
Xiao Bai stopped in front of one of the Training Halls. Through the windows, rows of neatly arranged training equipment could be seen inside.
Over the past two years, she had trained here and grown here.
Her figure had already been embedded in time, present in every speck of dust.
Luo Yan's feelings ran even deeper than Xiao Bai's. In the Training Hall, he seemed able to see that man with goji berries steeping in his thermos, coughing twice from time to time.
Now, he no longer needed to train in the Training Hall. He was already capable of standing on his own.
But that man had already left forever.
After passing the Training Hall, Luo