The student roster of Heyang Academy had already been finalized. Of those recruited publicly, not a single person was missing.
The elites secretly selected by the major sects had also swiftly arrived during these past few days of respite. After discreetly changing their identities, they too were incorporated into the academy.
The academy ordinarily enforced a completely closed system.
Once one passed through the academy gates, the grand formation before them would unfold. This formation, laid after the earth veins had been rearranged, had been personally set up by Ye Xiu and his people. His skill in formations was not particularly outstanding, but fortunately, resources were plentiful. Even if he had to force it into being with sheer materials, its strength could still be guaranteed.
During testing, an attack from Ye Xiu, a Purple Mansion realm cultivator, had merely made the formation tremble. Should any real trouble arise, a formation of such strength could at least buy time to flee or await reinforcements.
The young people admitted into the academy were immensely curious about everything here.
This was because the foundational philosophy behind Ye Xiu's academy was to enlighten minds and provide new perspectives, so it adopted a communal style of living much like the universities of his previous life.
For the overwhelming majority of cultivators, this was quite a novel experience.
Though sects stood thick as forests throughout the cultivation world, genuine fellowship between fellow disciples was actually rare.
Cultivators followed a strict hierarchy. The strength of one's cultivation essentially determined every division of status.
Moreover, most cultivators carried an innate pride within them, so cultivators not on the same level would generally take the initiative to keep apart.
Even when they formed groups, they were usually small circles of three to five people at most.
Yet the academy's