The next day.
Early morning.
Wisps of morning light pierced through the clouds, shining upon the ancient city walls.
The originally quiet Dongling City also began to grow lively.
The bustling East City Avenue was filled with noise and hawkers shouting their wares.
Today was the day of the annual Martial Academy enrollment and admissions.
This was a matter of top priority for any family with offspring of the appropriate age.
Joining the Martial Academy meant possessing an avenue leading straight to the heavens.
Martial Academy → Higher Academy → Dao Palace.
These were the three nurturing institutions subordinate to the Martial Saint Manor.
As long as one's martial Dao talent was outstanding enough, step by step one could obtain the qualifications to achieve the status of a grandmaster of the martial Dao.
Students who could graduate from the Dao Palace were all reserve grandmasters, only a step away from being grandmasters.
Among them, there was even no lack of world-shaking prodigies who achieved the rank of grandmaster.
Joining the Martial Academy meant acquiring the qualification to step onto this path.
Therefore, the significance of the Martial Academy's admissions went without saying.
If any lineage had a descendant pass the assessment and gain admission qualifications, it would suffice to host a grand flowing banquet for three days to entertain neighbors within ten miles.
This was both a widespread announcement and a form of showing off, as well as a way to let people from all directions know that this family possessed infinite possibilities in the future, requiring others to grant them some face and not provoke them lightly.
As for the Martial Academy's admissions, as long as one met the age requirement of turning fifteen and paid a certain amount of silver, they would possess the qualification for the entrance