<Radiant Thunder Sect, guardian of righteousness across Yu Prefecture>
<Three sentences to show you the bearing of a great Purple Mansion realm cultivator>
<How do we distinguish good from evil? Have we been wrong?>
The tabletop was covered in densely packed manuscripts.
Ye Xiu cast them a glance, then looked at Qin Ming, who was rubbing his hands together with a grin. One brow rose slightly.
"How many spirit stones did Ji Liuyun pay you? You actually had the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion put out so many puff pieces to whitewash him in such a short time?"
The academy entrance examinations had concluded smoothly.
Since preparations had been thorough from the very beginning, the entire process had encountered few disruptions.
Compared to that, however, the appearances of the sect masters from the major sects that day had unexpectedly drawn considerable attention.
Heyang City had been peaceful for quite some time.
The nights in the Outer City aside, at least on the surface, everyone had obediently abided by the ironclad laws issued by the Alliance.
As for the Inner City, there was even less to say. Even laws like the Spirit Restriction Decree had been implemented successfully. Without spiritual power to aid them, cultivators' ability to harm one another had plummeted. Even when conflicts arose, they at least did not end in death.
And when the intensity of conflict declined, peace naturally followed.
People's energy always needed an outlet.
With no way to vent it through physical action, they could only expend it through the wandering fancies of their minds.
That was why the Inner City's basic education coverage was a full seven times that of the Outer City, nearly to the point of eradicating illiteracy;
It was all because they had too much idle time.
For low-level cultivators, pure cultivation was