The Town was larger than Han Yu expected—not quite a proper city, but not some backwater hamlet either.
There were dozens of low, stone buildings ringed by outer wooden fencing. Watchtowers stood at the north and west corners, and flickering lanterns hung from posts that lined the single main road. People moved about, some wearing traveler's robes, others in light armor. Cultivators, yes—but not many that seemed powerful.
From what he could see, only a handful gave off any significant aura pressure, and even those felt like they were still within the Qi Refining realm, maybe Late or Peak Stage at best.
That was good. Less risk.
He also spotted several merchant carts, laden with goods—spirit herbs, stones, weapons—moving through the open gates with little inspection. A trader's hub, then. The kind of place where people passed through quickly and talked too much in taverns.
Perfect for gathering information.
