"Which mortal realm are you from? What is the name of the starry sky you lived in?"
The giant lobster said indignantly. This Martial Immortal who had ascended completely failed to understand lobster-speak.
"Our starry sky has no name. If you don't tell me, how am I supposed to know which mortal realm it is?"
Jiang Changkong rolled his eyes, seized by the urge to steam this lobster and make a plate of steamed prawns.
The giant lobster huffed and puffed, bubbles streaming from its mouth.
The Little Dragon King blinked. "If you don't tell us, we can't register your information."
"I truly don't know what the mortal realm is called." Jiang Changkong shook his head helplessly. "What does registering information mean?"
"The Immortal Realm requires information registration. Those without registration will be expelled, or even killed."
The Little Dragon King explained, "Tell me about the mortal realm you came from, and I'll check which one it is."
Jiang Changkong pondered for a moment. "The mortal realm I came from is divided into the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands: the Eastern, Southern, Western, and Northern Seas; the Eastern, Southern, Western, and Northern Wastelands; as well as the Heaven, Earth, Immortal, and God Wastelands.
"In ancient times, immortals, gods, and the dragon race left the mortal realm. The gate of ascension closed, only reopening recently."
The Little Dragon King froze for a moment, then turned to the giant lobster. "General Shrimp, which mortal realm is this?"
The Near-God giant lobster smacked its shell with its pincers and shook its head. "Don't know."
Jiang Changkong sighed softly. "A Dragon King and a general personally came to register my information. I've really troubled you both."
The treatment for ascenders was truly good. Even the Dragon King came personally to welcome them.
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