《Old Cultivation Record》Chapter 15 - Doesn't Sound So Bad
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“Here are your options; they're all a little shitty, but what can you do. Just the fact that there are options for a baby cultivator like you, is already pretty good. There's a place on the west coast, but my god, is it a shithole; it's called Yieldfield. You would have to share the town with another newbie. I mean, you can make it work, but trust me, if you can avoid it, just do it. In the northwest, there's a small town that is available; it isn't too bad. It's called Privacy Plains. It's quiet and a little boring; I don't know, if you're into that, but it’s not like there's no fun to be had. There's another dude there, but it isn't bad, considering your other options. Both of these territories are pretty small; the last one is a little larger in size, but it's kind of similar to the first one. It's in a pretty shitty neighborhood, but like I said, for you, I would take what I can get. This one's pretty close to Oceanview city, so it isn't bad I guess. There are two other practitioners there, but I wouldn't expect a welcome party. That whole general area, is pretty rowdy; a lot of lingering blood debts to settle and multiple parties involved. But, you could be into that. It's not a bad way to burn, if you know what I'm saying.” The tutor says with a laugh.
“The place is called Violet Hill; it was supposed to go to a branch member of an old cultivator family, but the energy there wasn't as rich as it would be in his family’s territory. Why drink water when you can drink wine, am I right?” He says with another laugh.
“My suggestion, go to Privacy Plains. I won't say too much, but I'll say this, that place is wild in a very different way. Nothing is ever said, but the emotional heat is the same, or maybe it's more intense; it depends on how many lines you want to cross,” The tutor says. “Damn, I'm getting hard just thinking about it.” He says with a playful smirk.
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Taylor listens, not sure what to say. Was this guy always this weird? He thinks before dismissing the idea. Sylvie's going to college in Ocean View… I guess I have to go to Violet Hill… But maybe this is a good opportunity to make a clean break… Privacy Plains doesn't sound so bad…
“I think I'm going to go with Privacy Plain. A quiet life doesn't sound so bad.” Taylor says, making his decision.
**BRRRINGG**
**BBRRRIIINNG***
Taylor takes out his cell phone and looks at the screen. Fuck, it's Sylvie.
“Ughh…” Taylor exclaims quietly, his finger hovering over the red hang-up button. The decisions lingering in the slight movement of his shaking thumb weighing on his mind.
“Fuck,” Taylor says after a moment of anxiety. He presses the green answer button. “Hello?” He says with a hint of frustration.
“What’s up?” The voice says on the other side of the phone. “Let's spend the day together?” She says, the question only lingering at the end of the statement.
Yes! Taylor's instinctively thinks before shaking his head. “I'm a little busy today. What about tomorrow?” Taylor says, trying to sound dismissive.
“Taylor… I'm leaving at the end of the week... The next time we get a chance to, you know… could be a while…” She says suggestively. “But I guess we can chill tomorrow. I'm just not sure we'll be able to—”
“I'll be at your place in a bit.” Taylor says, his pace a little hurried. “Wait for me.” He says with a smile.
“Okay, love. See you in a bit.” The voice says before hanging up.
“Yo, what's up newbie? We good with Privacy Plain?” The tutor says, his tone a little bored.
“I'm going to go with Violet Hill.” Taylor says, confirming his decision.
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