Ryfon was in the lead, going up to every third or fourth person and saying hello as they made their way across the beautiful little valley. Most of the people he met looked to be around their 40's or even 50's. Only the heavens knew how old they actually were if they still looked like this.
Maybe some thousands of years old monsters?
But Hao Xuan couldn't feel even a hint of Qi from their bodies. They just looked like normal old men with calluses on their hands and feet as they walked around with buckets of water on their shoulders.
When the due passed them Hao Xuan went closer to Ryfon and asked, "Were those people cultivators too?"
Ryfon nodded as a matter of factly, "Of course, what else would they be?"
"Why were they carrying around buckets of water? They didn't even have any storage rings or spirit bands on them."