What Is an Otherworlder

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Yan bent both knees and knelt before Yao Chen. He knocked his head against the ground three times in one breath, his voice trembling with excitement. "Your disciple Xiao Yan pays his respects to his teacher!"

Only after Xiao Yan had completed the apprenticeship ceremony in earnest did Yao Chen nod with satisfaction. "I am called Yao Lao. As for my origins, your fellow Otherworlder has already told you about them, so I won't say more."

Yao Chen turned his gaze to Li Changqing. "But I am curious. By my reckoning, I vanished from the Central Plains a hundred years ago. Is my name still known there? And even if it is, how did you recognize me?"

"And from what I heard you two saying, what is an Otherworlder? What are those strange things you were talking about?"

Xiao Yan was dumbfounded. Only now did he realize Yao Chen had overheard his greatest secret. He glanced uncertainly at Li Changqing, as though asking what they should do about Yao Chen.

The look on Xiao Yan's face made Yao Chen bristle, his beard puffing and his eyes widening. A flicker of regret rose in him. Perhaps he had taken on this disciple too soon.

He conjured a hand from Soul Force and smacked Xiao Yan on the head with a crack. "I am your teacher, at least! I won't reveal your secret. What was that look just now?! Were you wondering whether to kill me to keep me quiet?!"

Xiao Yan cried out in pain and crouched on the ground, clutching his head. For an instant, he really had wondered whether to do just that.

After a moment, Xiao Yan scratched his head and slowly stood. "I only just became your disciple. I'm not used to