A clear class divide existed between the Cultivation Immortality Realm and the mortal world. The Cultivators he'd seen at the Zi'an River, riding their swords on the wind and showing off, were just Low Tier Cultivators struggling to make a living.
His strongest impression was that everyone in the South District desperately longed to live in the other three districts. This included, but was not limited to, working for a Cultivation Immortality Family or Cultivation Immortality Gang, marrying a Cultivator as a concubine, or becoming a Cultivator's apprentice.
There was only one goal: to become a Cultivator.
It reminded him of his past life, of his countrymen in the eighties and nineties who longed to go to Yingjiang Country. They believed that even doing menial work there meant earning big money and living a life above others.
