Confucius said, "At fifteen, I set my heart upon learning. At thirty, I established myself. At forty, I had no doubts. At fifty, I knew Heaven's mandate. At sixty, I could hear things clearly. At seventy, I followed my heart's desires without overstepping the bounds."
Chu Huai Xu and Han Shuangjiang were inside the Year Ring Secret Realm, and they had suddenly aged more than ten years, reaching the age of thirty. They looked to be in their thirties.
Moreover, their bodies seemed to have become mortal.
In the Xuanhuang Realm, cultivators possessed Spiritual Power, and with pills like the Youth-Preserving Pill, most of them knew how to preserve their youth and aged more slowly.
The ordinary people at the foot of the mountain were different.
Chu Huai Xu looked much more mature, and even his eyes had changed slightly.
The older a person grew, the dimmer the light in their eyes became.
After growing old and frail, their eyes would also appear somewhat cloudy.
There were already faint crow's-feet around his eyes.
The youthful air had completely faded from him, replaced by a hint of composure.
Besides that, a faint weariness lingered between his brows and eyes.
"The Spiritual Power inside me is clearly still there, and I'm still a Body Refining Cultivator. The strength of my physical body is still there too."
"But why does the sensation coming from my body feel just like that of a wage slave in his thirties?" Chu Huai Xu wondered.
He felt uncomfortable in many parts of his body and suspected he had developed all sorts of minor ailments.
His energy was no longer as abundant as before, and even his mind had grown somewhat muddled.
"They say that once a man passes twenty-five, he starts going downhill."
Chu Huai Xu even