Young people's energy was always exceptionally abundant.
Compared to those older cultivators who had already endured the world's beatings and begun to understand how to hide their light and bide their time, young cultivators were always especially full of vitality.
Proud and arrogant, they naturally believed themselves to be the protagonists of this world. All sorts of traits kept their minds steeped in ceaseless fantasies at every moment.
And when opportunity arrived, their naïve selves believed it was fate's favor prepared in advance for them. Thus, they leaped in without hesitation. Even if they were burned to ashes in the process, there would not be the slightest regret.
This batch of young cultivators released from the academy were precisely such representatives.
A vast crowd poured out through the academy gates. Because the renovations had been specially designed with this in mind, it did not take much effort for these young people to blend into the enormous flow of people at the train station;
Several thousand people might seem like a great many when gathered together, but that depended on what they were being compared against.
This station was the closest one to the White Pagoda District. Every day, the number of cultivators passing through numbered in the hundreds of thousands. When five thousand people merged into that crowd, they did not actually stand out all that much.
Xu Qing lightly pressed the terminal in his left hand, and the communication terminal hanging from his ear began transmitting sound.
"Just as everyone agreed before: divide the areas among yourselves, share clues, and let your abilities determine your results."
Bai Youlou's voice sounded from within.
Only he possessed enough connections to temporarily unite all the cultivators in the academy.
That might have sounded rather contradictory.
After all, according to Ye Xiu's educational