Passion always faded eventually.
Once Zhou Tianshu calmed down, he realized he owed Chen Xiaojun a tremendous favor this time. It also served Tianshi City's aim of cultivating good relations with the Chen Clan.
And Chen Xiaojun was quite willing to cooperate with Tianshi City. There would always be times when he needed their help; give-and-take was what made a good relationship.
Hadn't they also done Chen Xiaojun a favor this time, even if it was a small one?
Chen Xiaojun smiled gently and said to Zhou Tianshu, "Uncle Zhou, there's something puzzling me. I hope you can shed some light on it."
Zhou Tianshu's expression softened, and he smiled. "Please ask, Young Master. I will tell you everything I know."
Chen Xiaojun nodded slightly, his hands continuing to prepare the tea. "Twenty million people awaken their martial souls on the continent each year. At a rate of one in a thousand, twenty thousand people should awaken soul power annually."
"Fasinuo Province accounts for roughly one-twentieth of the continent's population. By that calculation, about a thousand people in Fasinuo Province should awaken soul power each year."
"Yet the reality is far from that. Do you know why, Uncle Zhou?"
Chen Xiaojun had actually discovered this problem while preparing for the Continental Advanced Elite Tournament.
Of Fasinuo Province's three major academies, Chang'an Academy admitted six classes each year, Canghui Academy five, and Siyue Academy four, making fifteen classes in total.
Each class had about forty students, which meant the three major academies alone took in nearly six hundred people annually.
With the other eighteen advanced academies included, an allotment of a thousand people was clearly nowhere near enough.
Zhou Tianshu pondered for a moment. "Young Master, where did you get the figure of twenty million people awakening martial souls?"
Chen Xiaojun