The young man froze for a moment before answering seriously.
His name was Becky and was the descendant of a cultivator family. Because his family had violated a taboo, their family's experts had been killed and the remainders had been exiled to the Desolate Region.
"Since you're the descendant of a cultivator family, why do you not cultivate?" Sharky asked.
This young man did not have any traces of cultivation on him. Even though he had a strong body, he did not have any magic energy and seemed like an ordinary person.
Becky gave a bitter smile.
"This lowly one wants to cultivate, but because I have a crippled body, no matter how I was to internalize spirit qi, I am unable to do so."
"A crippled body?" Sharky was quite surprised. This was interesting.
The people with Fortune he had met before all had exceptional talent and dominated those of the same generation.