Either their realms are unfathomable, or it is clear that they are affiliated with the Purple Cloud Immortal Palace; such treatment is unlikely for average sect disciples with common cultivation.
"Fellow immortal, you are not aware."
A cultivator looking somewhat aged behind politely clasped his hands with white hair and beard, appearing quite experienced, and even the Commandery Princess treated him with great courtesy.
For mundane loose cultivators, reaching the peak of Foundation Establishment is already quite an accomplishment; each of the nine realms of the Immortal Sect is a high wall that is difficult to surpass, and at his age, his path to immortality had already come to an end.
For ordinary cultivators, achieving Core Formation before the age of a hundred was already as fortunate as smoke rising from one's ancestral graves; not everyone is an abnormal prodigy like these three.
