By the time Bai Youlou boarded the train back to his residence again, dusk was already approaching.
Handling the earth veins at the station earlier had not taken much time. Even including the explanations and answers he later gave everyone, it had only taken two hours or so.
But after Ye Xiu left, everyone behind him had their minds seized by the construction of the academy. They no longer had the attention to spare for their trivial affairs and simply stayed where they were to watch.
Whenever a crowd gathered, cultivators who knew one another naturally began meeting and exchanging greetings.
After the Alliance's string of efforts to stir up excitement, enthusiasm for the academy throughout Heyang City had reached a fever pitch.
Although the Alliance had yet to issue a definite admissions prospectus, the far-sighted residents of the Inner City had already begun gathering connections in advance, preparing to find a way for their younger generations to band together.
The academy's stated purpose might clearly say that anyone could take part, but when it came to nurturing people, those with greater potential would certainly be the better choice.
The plan announced the day before had plainly stated that the city's current scale would be tripled within five years, while development of the Outer City would also keep pace. Was that not clearly preparation to cultivate a new generation of administrators?
The cultivators currently living within Heyang City were no longer the penniless paupers they had once been. They had spirit stones accumulated through years of labor, favors built up among those in the same trade, and all the connections they had established before.
That was enough for them to weave a dense web of connections for their children.
For a single family to rise to prominence, it could not