Little kid?
Jiang Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, then he thought about the senior in front of him who seemed not much older than him but had already lived for over a thousand years. In comparison, he indeed hadn't lived even a fraction of that.
"Thank you for your kind regard, Senior Lin, but it's really inconvenient for me to stay in the Black Tortoise Pavilion to become an apprentice and cultivate." He could only patiently explain.
"Our Human Race cultivators are already scarce, you should plan early while you're still young, don't miss the opportunity and end up regretting it in the future." Chen Mingxuan sighed and asked, "Were you born in the Wilderness or the Mortal World?"
Recalling the background introduction given by the system when he first arrived here, it seemed he was an exiled orphan, and since the small courtyard was built at Shuiyun Lake, it must count as the Mortal World.
"Replying to Senior, I was born in the Mortal World."
