Qin Hao's gaze was as sharp as a torch, staring at the woman in blue. He suddenly grinned and said, "Thank you for the God's care."
As these words came out, the woman in blue shuddered, her gaze fixed on Qin Hao with a hint of astonishment on her perfect features.
Seeing her expression, Qin Hao laughed; he had indeed not guessed wrong.
This woman in blue was the God, whom Qin Hao recognized from the breath that belonged to her identity.
It wasn't about the cultivation of breath, but a person's Original Breath, which is unchangeable.
Others could not see it, for it was the most primal thing, yet Qin Hao could capture it.
In traditional Chinese medicine, there is diagnosis by inspection, listening and smelling, questioning, and palpation—profound and extensive. At Qin Hao's level, almost no one could deceive him.
"You truly are extraordinary," the God nodded, admitting her identity.
