Cultivation is Creation

I was in my usual spot at the back of the training grounds, trying to convince a particularly stubborn oak tree that growing straight up wasn't its only option in life, when excited shouts from the main path caught my attention.

"Did you hear?"

"...at the Outer Sect entrance!"

"...going to be a battle!"

A group of outer disciples rushed past my hidden training area, their robes fluttering in their wake. The oak tree took advantage of my distraction to snap back to its original position with what felt suspiciously like satisfaction.

"Well," Azure said, "sounds like the disciples are excited about something violent again.”

I sighed, letting the wood manipulation technique fade. "Should we check it out?"

"Given how these things usually go in cultivation novels... probably wise to know what's happening, at least."

I gathered my things and headed toward the main path, where I spotted Wei Lin walking in the same direction as the crowd.