Tianhe City.
A group of mortal youths who were diligently exercising their bodies suddenly looked up in unison.
They saw the clouds parting, a white cloud boat silently emerging and then landing on the tallest mountain in the city.
Their eyes were instantly filled with joy.
"It's an Immortal!"
"Ah, is it this year's wheat?"
"I wonder if the Immortals will take in disciples this year?"
The elder standing beside them also gazed up at the high mountain, and after a moment, he withdrew his gaze and authoritatively swept his eyes over the youths:
"Go ahead, this is a benefit the Immortals are giving you."
"If you have the opportunity, staying by the side of an Immortal is a good thing."
With his words, the youths immediately cheered, bowed to the elder in unison, and began to climb the high mountain.
There were naturally slopes and forests along the way, but they couldn't stop them at all.
