"Immortal, do you know how long I've been looking for you guys? Are you the only immortal? Where are the others?"
"I forgot to introduce myself, I'm from the Immortal Assembly, and I'm currently just a Cultivator. However, I do have a few decent magic artifacts, which is why I've survived up to now. If it weren't for you, Immortal, I would have perished a long time ago."
"Immortal, why aren't you speaking? Are you feeling a bit shy? I've heard that you immortals like to speak in riddles; are you trying to give me some Zen message here?"
"Also, why is your physical strength so feeble? You don't even seem to be at the Qi Refinement stage; are you hiding your cultivation level? Are all the immortals like you, this low-key?"
The young man in front of him was handsome with a dignified aura but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a bunch of incomprehensible jargon, which gave Wang a headache.
