“Oh, that is north west of us, I have never been that far past Qishan. I hear it is a lovely melting pot of cultures and the street food is amazing. Aren’t there some beautiful temples there as well?” The city that had the start of the Silk Road with all kinds of trade.

“Yes, and for those like us its life. It is really big! We have boats and a lot of fresh fish. Though the cultivators fly over on swords which makes travel so much easier. When I was young I used to watch them and they looked like immortals to me. But boats are a nice leisurely way to travel. Jin Ling spent half the year there with his jiujiu. So I got to visit when it was time to pick him up. I ended up settling in my paternal ancestral land further east in Lanling. But Yunping was where my heart was. I feel like under all the posh clothing and affected accents, I am just a city boy.” He laughed. The drink was nice and he had lost come of his more stilted polite way of speaking, instead speaking more like he would have talked to Xue Yang.

“Jigoku-Cho feels familiar like that. Like I’m home. I know others who have a harder time transitioning.”