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The jungle is silent.
To the east, the land plunges down into the green, and to the west the mountains rise high above, but here there is foliage all around, and a game track, and a conspicuous lack of small mammals and birds.
You might even say it's too silent.
"Well. That must suck. You might want to think about keeping that secret in future as well - people aren't supposed to study cultivation until they're at least eighteen. Sometimes older."
"Ah. She's adopted, you know. Her parents were some down country peasants. So. Still longer than you've been alive, I guess."
"Uh. So literally the process is that if you impress a clan enough, usually by doing well on the examinations, they can make you a member of the clan, and you get access to their secret teachings and Way and a share of the cultivation resources the clan earns, and in exchange you contribute to the family and follow the commands of the elders. But everyone knows the clans basically only do this so that nobody could compete with them by collecting a group of smart ambitious cultivators who aren't part of their system together, and adopted members have to work four times as hard as born members because they don't have connections or inheritances and they haven't already spent eighteen years practicing all the skills of the clan. Except Guo Rong convinced some old knight to give her his inheritance somehow so she's actually doing pretty well for herself?"
"Uh, no clue really. I think they don't really have clans, just their parents, and then they basically just do whatever their parents did?"
"Uh, yeah? Even mortals live like fifty or sixty years. I think they often see their grandkids grow up?"
"That's sounds like it would suck. I wouldn't want to be taught by some random adult with no investment in my wellbeing."
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