Cultivation Nerd

I raised an eyebrow, questioning, "You know something?"

The hunter nodded. "Yes, I know our goddess is a cultivator, like you. I hope you don't hold it against the village—they know nothing about it."

"If I held a grudge over every little thing, I'd never get the chance to enjoy life," I joked. "Besides, I hope you won't hold it against me for taking the title of 'god' so easily. It seemed like too much of a hassle to explain what a cultivator is."

The hunter chuckled. "Yes, I understand how frustrating that can be. I was like them once."

"Rea;;y? How do you know about this? You don't seem like an outsider here," I said.

"True," the hunter nodded. "But Wei Xian taught me many things."

There was silence for about a couple of minutes as we moved through the forest, with his eyes wandering around; he was cautious about beasts despite having me around.

"She even saved my life once when I wandered into a bear's territory for food during a harsh winter. I was badly injured, and she nursed me back to health. I owe her everything, though I fear I'll never be able to repay the debt in this lifetime," he said.

The hunter sighed, regret evident in his expression, but his gaze was firm, filled with unwavering loyalty. It was apparent no one could ever convince him to betray her.