mortal-peasant village

Entering one of this cultivation world's mortal realms, Mǎ Fáng was gifted five minor steps into Qi Condensation. Since all he had on him was a couple of gold and silver coins, his smartphone, a gun, a pocket knife, a hoodie, sweat pants, a super compact tuxedo, a white shirt from K-mart, a plastic bag full of groceries, a fake shark tooth, tap-dancing shoes, green socks, a Samoan ili, a small battery fan, a fan with a hand crank, a backpack with school books on different subjects for uni course selections, a flashbang, and a cool rock, Mǎ Fáng took a moment to think. Mǎ Fáng saw a cultivator on a sword while being transported in front of this village, so he knew he was in a cultivation world, and by the size of the village (400,000) a normal village size in cultivation worlds since mortals live in squalor), he was sure there weren't any experts. Additionally, his unique appearance could be played off as a man from a different land, signalling that he might be a weird cultivator, so it all worked out for Mǎ Fáng, allowing him to start looking for his target.

Mǎ Fáng knew that if he were to use even just some of his cultivation for a better constitution, he might run into the risk of having to join a sect and live a celibate lifestyle, so he decided to do what he was going to originally: pick someone to gain a precious skin, take her somewhere special, and gain back his cultivation.