"I see, so you're saying that the world on the other side of the rift is a Cultivator's world."
Upon hearing Qin Yang's explanation, Elder Qiao's eyes narrowed. The drastic changes on Earth in the past few months had greatly enhanced his acceptance ability.
Moreover, driven by curiosity, humans naturally have a strong ability to accept novel things.
"Indeed."
Qin Yang nodded, his eyes shining with a peculiar light. Mentioning that world made the blood within him boil a bit.
"Qin Yang, you must be... a Cultivator too, right?"
Elder Qiao's eyes scrutinized Qin Yang. After hesitating for a moment, he voiced the question that had been lingering deep in his heart.
"Correct."
Qin Yang nodded, openly admitting it. He no longer intended to hide these matters; in a few days, the entire Huaxia would know.
Even though it was anticipated, hearing Qin Yang personally admit it made Elder Qiao's eyes flicker slightly, and then he fell silent.
