Chương 163: Hundred-year-old Mu Jinlan, Mystic Sun Guards

Ahead, seven or eight cultivators in green robes had already discovered them.

They also restrained their auras and carefully checked them out.

"I'm a cultivator who came to the Green Ray Mountain to hunt. Where are you from?"

A voice came from the other side.

"So are we."

Zhao Pu pointed at the huge demon beast that Lin Shen was carrying and shouted.

Whether it was its flesh, blood, tendons, or bones, this demon beast could be used to refine weapons.

The carcass of a Cold Wood Ape was worth hundreds of spiritual rocks.

Hearing Zhao Pu's words, the people on the other side looked at each other and whispered before slowly walking over.

They stood warily a few feet away.

Han Muye glanced at them.

They were indeed itinerant cultivators.

He had interacted with many itinerant cultivators recently and could tell at a glance who were itinerant cultivators and who were sect cultivators.