Zheng Fa took the lead, stepping out of the side hall door.
It was early morning, and a thin mist lingered over University Island, bringing a slight chill that brushed against his cheeks.
The Nine Mountains Disciples were lined up in neat rows, standing solemnly outside the hall.
Their faces, youthful and spirited, were filled with vigor in the morning mist.
Footsteps approached from behind as Zhang and the Nascent Soul elders followed.
In front of the Jiushan Calculation Array, a half-zhang-high platform had been set up, with a black wooden staircase at the back facing Zheng Fa and his group.
Zheng Fa ascended the steps with Zhang and a few others.
Master Pang stood towards the rear of the platform, exchanging glances with the disciples from a distance, spotting Sun Daoyu and Zhou Qianyuan among the direct disciples.
This group of disciples also looked at him puzzled, clearly wondering why the Sect Leader had summoned all the disciples.
