As our group walked through the long paved road, a bell sounded in the distance, and from Wu Di's explanation, this was a gathering Bell, that once run, everyone in the sect would have to gather in the main plaza, no exception.
Then we saw disciples, sickly, almost fighting death itself to drag themselves towards the plaza, as fast as their bodies could. Some were helping each other to walk, even though the very kids who helped the others were too sickly to help even themselves.
This sorry sight caused me a bit of sadness, but there was nothing one could do about this. This whole situation was just some bad luck.
Though one of the disciples of the Tian Ji sect brought this, he couldn't be blamed as the Emrodite plague is really hard to discern without someone actually having prior knowledge of its existence.