Old madman? The figure standing before Wu Yuan was cloaked in tattered robes that had clearly not seen water or soap in ages. The man had wild, unkempt hair and a knotted beard that reached down to his chest. His physical appearance was equally ugly, and calling him Old Madman was not a misnomer in the slightest.7

"Junior Li Xia greets Senior," Wu Yuan bowed respectfully, not daring to underestimate the old man. 0

This was one of the sect's nine treasure lands, protected by various measures without any security lapses for eons. Yet here stood this old man, having breached its defenses without so much as an alarm going off.0

What level of cultivation did he possess? Void Refiner phase? Divided Soul phase? Or perhaps even more formidable? Wu Yuan dared not hazard a guess.2

The old man's appearance and manner of dressing held little weight in Wu Yuan's eyes. He knew that many immortal cultivators of considerable age paid little heed to such matters. 0

Just as Wu Yuan traveled through the Middle Land in the past, some powerful immortal cultivators might also decide to cultivate their worldly hearts in the mundane world, assuming guises in various lowly positions. They might pose as beggars, boatmen, woodcutters,...0