It was February, and with the new year approaching, the campus had already grown somewhat deserted. It was only then that Gu Ming remembered the university had been on winter break for a while.
Most of the students had packed their bags and embarked on their journeys home some time ago.
However, as a top-tier academy, Wenquxing University was never short on diligent practitioners.
As Gu Ming walked along, the number of people he saw was nearly half of what it usually was.
But the library, the Dao Fields, and the quiet meditation spots in the woods still held many figures training silently in the cold wind. The air was filled with faint fluctuations of Spiritual Qi and the low growls of Pet Beasts.
This diligence was a testament to the profound heritage of a prestigious university.
To Gu Ming's surprise, Teacher Luo was personally waiting for him at a fork in the road in the university's villa district.
