Qian Shuangshuang shook her head and said, "Elder Ge, there's no need. Cultivators are the stuff of legends in all of Liuzhou. Only a few scattered tales of their deeds emerge every few years.
From what I've heard, it's mostly when they're recruiting disciples.
The rest of the time, there are almost no stories about Immortals in Liuzhou, so it's perfectly normal not to know."
"My lady, do you know why that is?" the old beggar asked.
Qian Shuangshuang sighed. "It's said to be because Liuzhou is too barren."
The old beggar said in surprise, "Barren? No matter how barren it is, it's still better than Yuanzhou, which is mostly just the Hengduan Mountain Range, right?"
Qian Shuangshuang shook her head. "Not necessarily. Who knows what 'barren' means to a Cultivator?
Elder Ge, let's turn back. We're not going back to Liuzhou City. It looks like the way back is blocked. It's a path to certain death.
