Ning Wangshu and the rest of his classmates had naturally heard Zhao Qinghe's announcement while they were in class. By then, nobody had any interest in the lesson anymore—not even the teacher who'd been lecturing.
Everyone rushed out of the classroom, staring in shock at the figure Zhao Qinghe had conjured in the sky. Then, one by one, they excitedly began discussing it.
Seeing everyone else rush outside, Ning Wangshu decided to follow. He didn't want to be the only one left in the classroom, refusing to go out and see such a sensational event. In other people's eyes, that would make him seem far too strange.
"Holy crap, it's real! I didn't imagine those words just now. Someone from Shangqing Palace really did come to announce that they're accepting disciples publicly!"
Another student cried out excitedly.
The student beside him nodded vigorously, his face flushed with excitement. "Yeah! The Immortal Gate is accepting disciples! This is the Immortal Gate taking on disciples! No matter what, I'm going to find a way to join this cultivation sect called Shangqing Palace."
"I never would've thought it. The age of cultivation really is about to begin. We actually get to witness a world-shaking transformation like this! I can't even imagine what the world will be like in the future..."
Listening to his classmates' excited chatter, Ning Wangshu glanced at the figure Zhao Qinghe had conjured in the sky. The first thing Shangqing Palace did after appearing in the world, apart from building its mountain gate on Mount Tai, was announce that it would accept disciples publicly. How interesting.
With a faint smile, Ning Wangshu looked away.
He couldn't be bothered with any of this. As long as they didn't come bother him, that was all that mattered. He was especially pressed