Just as Academy Director Wei had expected, after Zhang Yu's battle with Tang Chi, many young people seeing the might of cultivators for the first time developed a powerful curiosity toward cultivation.
Even if most Celestial Xia people had never encountered cultivators, they had heard since childhood the tales of ancient practitioners soaring through the heavens, burrowing through the earth, and roaming freely through the world. It was inevitable that some yearning would arise within them.
Yet now, ordinary people only needed to don a Divine Robe and wear mystic armor to seemingly possess the same abilities, without having to endure arduous cultivation. Naturally, there seemed no need to become a cultivator.
But after witnessing the spectacle of two cultivators fighting, some wavering youths began to entertain the thought of turning to cultivation.
After all, words repeated a thousand times could never compare to seeing it for oneself.
Nor was that all. The matter also sparked a debate over whether cultivators were more formidable, or mystic armor soldiers were stronger.
For eight or nine consecutive days, the Academy's enthusiasm for cultivation showed no sign of fading. It even drew many students who had already been enrolled for three or four years into the debate.
However, their attention was soon caught by another matter.
News spread from the Academy that in late February, it would lead the newly enrolled students beyond the borders for practical training. The news immediately ignited the new students' fervor.
Since the Great Azure Banyan had sheltered Azure Yang Upper Continent, there had been few outside wars over the past sixty years. All warfare had taken place beyond the borders.
The younger generation had grown up in a relatively peaceful environment, yet the stories of their fathers and grandfathers fighting beyond the borders were familiar to them