Comb through the village

It turned out that finding the information he sought wasn't that difficult.

All it took was a few amiable chats with the locals.

"Is Young Master a cultivator? That's really impressive!" One of the men chirped pleasantly after Zhang Wang paid for his breakfast.

His female companion looked at the Immortal of a Thousand Blossoms with dazzling eyes. "My but you look as delicate as a flower…! How do you keep your skin looking so smooth and shiny?"

He inwardly cringed at her words but kept a flirty smile on his face. The Immortal of a Thousand Blossoms winked, "Well, I guess it's thanks to my mom and dad I'm so handsome."

She giggled pleasantly, "How envious!"

But Zhang Wang wasn't hanging out to make idle chatter, as fun as it was. He casually veered the conversation toward a direction that better suited himself. "Speaking of which, have there been any other cultivators recently seen traveling these parts?"