Meanwhile, the atmosphere among the Daozi Academy students was utterly different from that of the other Daoist Academies.
The students here lacked the rule-abiding discipline and uniform order found among the many students of Star Daoist Academy.
—During the morning lessons each day, Star Daoist Academy's three thousand students would sit cross-legged together in the training grounds and cultivate as one. It carried a solemn air, but it was also a kind of homogeneity.
Daozi Academy was different. Some slept soundly with stones for pillows, unconcerned with worldly affairs; some splashed ink across paper, intoxicated by painting; some sat across from one another playing chess, quietly comprehending the Dao of chess; some danced with swords and shadows, cultivating as they pleased.
Naturally, some also sat in meditation with all their hearts, entering seclusion for bitter cultivation. Yet even when comprehending the Dao with their eyes closed, the students here did as they pleased, each walking their own path, carrying an air of defiant individuality.
Rather than restraining such behavior, the teachers here deliberately indulged it.
"Only mediocre talents need to follow the rules. Geniuses should stand apart... Daozi Academy is not a place for cultivating the backbone of the sect. Inner Disciples of middle and lower Dao Branches are not what we seek. What we cultivate here are the peerless powerhouses who will stand at the summit of the sect in the future!"
Because they upheld the ideal of nurturing supreme prodigies, the nine lecturers adopted a permissive attitude toward the conduct of Daozi Academy's students.
This gave the entire small courtyard an otherworldly atmosphere of leisure and ease, of discussing mysticism and debating the Dao.
But when Yun Shengjie hurried back and issued a warning with worry written all over his face, that tranquil atmosphere was instantly shattered.
"Everyone,