A week had passed since the new influx of talented students had successfully completed their chaotic and rather gruelling enrollment procedures and settled into their respective territories within the majestic city limits.
Seven days of profound calm and stillness had allowed the dust to firmly settle over the fractured streets of the administration office, yet beneath the surface, the fires of ambition were burning brighter than ever before.
And right now, within the pristine, ward-protected courtyard of the Falling Blossom Villa, Shen Haoran and the massive gathering of his elite faction were formally preparing to head directly into the academic core of Academy City to officially begin their first day of class.
The Imperial Academy's rigid, meritocratic class distribution registry had been finalized and broadcasted across their identity tokens early that morning, revealing a strictly organized hierarchy that reflected the cultivation level, talent, and age of their group.
