Huadu. Lingnan Energy Training Center.
Twelve thousand application forms had poured in within three days.
The director stared at the forms piled on the desk. Paper forms, because the online registration system had crashed on the very first day.
Jincheng, Hangcheng, Pengcheng, the Ancient Capital—cultivation training centers in every first- and second-tier city had filled to capacity within seventy-two hours.
Even the small towns were getting involved.
A Shaolin martial arts school in a county town, the kind that used to teach forms and sanda, had hastily launched an "Introduction to Flame Spirit Stones" course on the second day after the Pluto incident.
The instructor himself was only at the second level of the Qi Condensation Stage. But the people waiting to enroll filled the entire sports field.
It wasn't just Huaxia.
Japan. A kendo dojo.
The owner was a seventy-year-old man. After the Mysterious Resurgence, he had broken through to the Meridian Opening Realm. He ranked among the best in Japan's cultivation circles and had seniority to boot.
After the Pluto incident, enrollment at his dojo increased fivefold.
Goryeo. Seoul National Cultivation Research Institute.
Applications surged so dramatically that the system crashed even after three capacity upgrades.
Western Europe.
A spiritual energy meditation studio in Bannen had previously had only a dozen or so students. Now, people lined up outside its doors every morning.
Lundun. A private cultivation classroom opened by a retired MI6 operative. Previously, he hadn't been able to fill his classes. Now his waiting list stretched into June.
Within three days, cultivation training centers around the world were all operating beyond capacity.
No age restrictions. No occupation restrictions. No nationality restrictions.
The word "cultivation" had moved out of niche circles and into everyone's lives.
Because the message had been unmistakable.
One person had destroyed a planet.