Across the vast sports field, students were scattered in twos and threes, wholly absorbed in various forms of training.
Their figures leaped and spun in the sunlight, like a vivid painted scroll slowly unfurling with the passage of time.
Looking at the scene before him, Zhu Wuneng could not help marveling. "It's early July, right in the middle of summer vacation, yet so many Soul Master students are still training."
The sight came as something of a shock to him.
Mu Zilian smiled faintly and explained, "As I mentioned earlier, competition between students is fierce. Many choose to stay over summer vacation for extra training, hoping to surpass the others."
"Besides, the academy's resources and facilities are far beyond what an ordinary family can offer."
"What's more, most students come from nearby commanderies and counties, not far from home, so there's no harm in going back a little later. Besides..."
Xixi's eyes narrowed into smiling crescents. "Sister Zilian, what were you about to say?"
Mu Zilian smiled softly and shook her head mysteriously. "Nothing special. Just a few little things."
Chen Xiaojun gazed into the distance and pointed at a domed building several hundred meters long to their front left, sunlight catching beautifully in his eyes. "Could that magnificent building be the library? It must hold countless texts on the mysteries of Soul Masters, right?"
Su Ningxia nodded with a smile, seemingly infected by Chen Xiaojun's anticipation, and introduced it gently. "You certainly have an eye for pearls, Young Master. That building is indeed our academy's library."
"It is not only a sacred haven for our pursuit of knowledge, but also a harbor where our hearts can find rest. It holds hundreds of thousands of volumes-a truly vast collection that ranks among the largest on the continent."
"It covers every