Qin Yu made up his mind. But some matters were better understood ahead of time.

He looked at Ruan Jing. It was clear that out of the four people here, he was the one that liked to speak the most.

Those that spoke well liked to ask questions of others. And they often knew more things than others.

“Ruan Jing, I want to ask you something.”

Ruan Jing was overjoyed. “Brother Qin, please ask. As long as I know, I will truthfully answer you!”

“Great.” Qin Yu nodded, “The master of Peach Blossom Spring, has he grasped the Space Laws?”

Ah…

This question seemed to be different from what he expected. Ruan Jing was stunned for a moment, suddenly thinking that the situation was devolving.

Peach Blossom Spring…Qin Yu was a backwater cultivator, so how would he know about Peach Blossom Spring? And if he was asking such a question now, it was clear what his intent was.

But since Qin Yu asked this question, he couldn’t not answer. He swept his eyes over Rice Paper, Zhou Lei, and Soaring Sky before giving up on any idea of speaking nonsense. The risks were too great and a single accident could cost him his life.

“Cough…about this, the Peach Blossom Spring Master is a True Saint who has already crossed the sea and arrived at the...