The Iron Calendar Sect mastered the art of seasonal cultivation — bending time to accelerate harvests, fast-forward through winter, and perfect their disciples' training. But now the seasons have stopped cycling entirely, and the sect's grand time-formation is collapsing from within.
For three hundred years, the Iron Calendar Sect controlled the seasons within their mountain domain. Spring for planting, summer for training, autumn for harvest, winter for rest and reflection. The cycle was perfect — until it wasn't. Now spring arrives and doesn't leave. Frost falls in midsummer. The disciples' cultivation bases destabilize as the temporal formations that govern their world unravel. Han Qing, a talentless outer disciple assigned to tend the sect's failing herb gardens, discovers that the breakdown isn't natural. Someone — or something — is eating the seasons from the inside. And the only person who can fix it is a disciple everyone assumed was worthless.
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