The following morning, Yan Mei, feeling refreshed, packed up his tent and approached Ding Huan:
"Brother Ding, I assure you I won't be a drag today; you can count on my pace."
Ding Huan chuckled, "What level is your cultivation?"
Yan Mei scratched his head, awkwardly admitting:
"I come from the Mortal World. My family has some money, but we couldn't afford any remarkable Cultivation Techniques. I've been practicing a rather mundane one called Zhengyang Scripture. Currently, I'm still at the Qi Cultivation and channel-opening stage."
Upon hearing this, Ding Huan became instantly interested:
"Could you tell me about your cultivation practice?"
"Ah..." Yan Mei hesitated slightly upon hearing Ding Huan's question.
Ding Huan was far stronger than him and surely knew more about cultivation than he did; why would he ask for his input?