On Cultivators Entering a World of Magic

A Mahayana-stage cultivator has ended up among a group of Western mages.

And with his arrival, the whole atmosphere starts to change.

"Hey, Abdo, that parrot of yours is pretty nice. Let me borrow it for a couple of days."

"You bastard, Zong Zixuan, put my divine bird down! That is the Sunset Divine Bird I brought back from Sunset Mountain!"

"Zong Zixuan, have you seen my Flame Boar? I don't know where it ran off to."

"Why are you looking for a pig, Professor Dumbledore? I just made some braised pork, and the pig spontaneously combusted. Isn't that hilarious? What was the name of the pig you lost again?"