The Celestial Academy remained peaceful in the way that institutions remained peaceful when significant changes were occurring beneath their surfaces in ways that no surface observation could detect. Morning bells echoed across the floating islands with the same resonance they had echoed for centuries, calling disciples toward their various training grounds. Masters lectured in classrooms about the theory of cultivation and the practical application of power. Spirit beasts chased one another through gardens suspended among the clouds, their playful sounds carrying the illusion of normalcy.
