By August, the weather had already cooled down. Since White Dew had just passed, droplets of water hung everywhere in the morning. Some refined people actually liked to collect these dewdrops to brew tea.
But today, the peak of Xin Mountain was definitely not a good time to collect tea water. The place was packed with people, stirring up quite a bit of dust. If anyone had the misfortune of collecting dew here, they most likely would end up with a tea half-filled with ash.
Today was the day when this year's ten thousand new disciples from the top ten Immortal Institutes were set to head to their respective sects.