"Here we call it Yunwu Mountain, where decades ago, an everlasting fog suddenly took form overnight. People say there's a Longevity Immortal within, and the Living Dead, with the power to revive White Bone. It caused quite a stir back then."
"Many prominent figures have come and gone. Oh, when I was young, I heard from the elders in my family about a mad young master, who was agitated by a marriage and fled here to cultivate the Dao."
"I've never seen this person, nor do I know what happened to him later."
The old man took the silver handed over by Ji Siyuan and told everything he knew.
"Immortal?"
Ji Siyuan fell into deep thought. He used to be a Prime Minister and knew that there were 'Cultivators' in the world.
It's just that the Spiritual Qi here is thin. If a Cultivator stays here too long, their Cultivation would at best come to a halt or lead to starvation at worst.
"Could it be Brother Yan Zhi? Did he really gain an Immortal Technique?"
