"Try saying it again?"
In the distance, mountains stretched on endlessly, and dim light spread across the horizon like mist, adding a touch of gloom between Xiao Yinruo’s cool and elegant brows.
There was no night here, but the calm before the storm gave the light a kind of serene beauty.
Sitting opposite Xiao Yinruo, Lu Jin’an’s hands rested on his knees. Despite the obvious palm marks on his cheeks, his eyes remained calm.
Xiao Yinruo was angry, he knew that.
After all, the burning pain on his face was unmistakable.
He also knew why Xiao Yinruo was angry: if his Master were here and heard what he just said, even if he were usually gentle, he’d definitely give him a couple of slaps.
As Lu Jin’an began to speak again, he had only said one word when Xiao Yinruo raised her right hand as if to slap him again.
This time, there was even a flash of spiritual power in her palm.
Instinctively, he shrank his neck back, knowing full well that if this slap landed, he would definitely pass out.
And then... Xiao Yinruo would drag him away.
"Are you scared now?" Xiao Yinruo snorted coldly, "Dare to speak again?"
Lu Jin’an looked at her face, white as fine porcelain, and after thinking for a moment, asked back, "Can I slap you?"
Xiao Yinruo narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, her voice still without the slightest fluctuation, "Think I’m wrong to slap you?"
Lu Jin’an chuckled, "How confident are you in getting me out of here?"
"Ten..." Before Xiao Yinruo could finish, the little brat in front of her suddenly reached out his hand, aiming for her cheek.
She didn’t dodge or stop him, just looked at Lu Jin’an calmly, as if saying, "Try slapping me."
Of course, Lu Jin’an wouldn’t really do something like that, but he also wouldn’t be intimidated by Xiao Yinruo’s gaze.
His outstretched hand showed no hesitation, and Xiao Yinruo soon felt warmth on her cheek.
A touch, almost silent.
But even so, a faint dangerous glint appeared in Xiao Yinruo’s eyes, "You really dare..."
"I told the truth, and you slapped me twice." Lu Jin’an said calmly, "So if you lied, why can’t I slap you once?"
After a pause, he added, "I wouldn’t even call that a slap."
But he knew deep down that this seemingly gentle touch, in this context, was no different from a slap.
Besides Daoist couples and Immortal children, which cultivator below Divine Presence would dare to "slap" an Immortal ?
Even Lu Jin’an wouldn’t dare, as it involved not only the hierarchy of respect but also a disparity in strength.
Moreover, his relationship with Xiao Yinruo wasn’t close enough for that—he wouldn’t dare even if it were.
After all, he wouldn’t slap his Master’s face with anything but affection.
Yet, he went ahead and did it anyway.
However, it wasn’t to draw Xiao Yinruo’s attention.
Looking straight into Xiao Yinruo’s peach blossom eyes, Lu Jin’an said, "You indeed said you’d get me out of here, but by then, would it even be a rescue? More like ’send’ off."
"Isn’t this about your hand..."
"Let’s just stick to the facts." Lu Jin’an took a deep breath, "Honestly, how confident are you?
I’m not a child, you don’t need to pacify me."
Xiao Yinruo stood up, gazing at the distant mountains with her hands behind her back, isolated from the world, "Do you not even trust your aunt’s words?"
"I trust—it goes without saying." Lu Jin’an looked at her back, "But if I believe, do you?"
He then got up and stood beside Xiao Yinruo, looking down at the ground, "My strength here is very low, so I can only sense it’s terrifying, but you are different. You can surely see more concrete dangers.
In the Dead Tide we just passed through, had your Forget Love Dao Domain shrunk a little more, you probably wouldn’t have needed to draw your sword for my protection."
Xiao Yinruo remained expressionless, "During the rain, would the force of the rain increase because the area shrinks?"
Lu Jin’an chuckled, "No, but the Dao Domain is a product of domain evolution. When facing opponents of the same level, why not expand it directly like crushing ants?"
"The domain and Dao Domain are different, unrelated to your rhetoric."
Xiao Yinruo turned to look at him, her face unreadable, "I disagree. This Palace wouldn’t allow a junior in the Tribulation Crossing Realm to protect me, let alone... I’m your aunt."
She knew what was on Lu Jin’an’s mind, wanting her to take the Buddha Beads away first, then find a way to rescue him.
Xiao Yinruo didn’t believe for a second that the kid could survive after she left, because the Buddhist Sect’s target was him.
Otherwise, this Buddha Burial Valley wouldn’t be a trapping array for her; it would be a killing array.
"I said I’d take you out, and I will take you out." Xiao Yinruo snorted coldly, "Even if we step back ten thousand steps, before you entered Buddha Burial Valley, I was safe and sound here too. Who do you think would be safer here?
Your current strength doesn’t match mine, but you are more important."
Listening to Xiao Yinruo’s words, Lu Jin’an replied noncommittally, "A genius who dies isn’t called a genius, but you’re still at Divine Presence, and might even reach Divine Concealment in the future...
Besides, I’m really not deceiving you."
Lu Jin’an’s thought was simple: if Xiao Yinruo could leave safely and the Buddha Burial Valley didn’t immediately endanger him, waiting was fine. Discover more novels at novel_fіre.net
If the Buddha Burial Valley harbored dangers, he could always resort to using the "Great Freedom Visualization Technique" for time reversal.
As for the success rate of this time reversal... he would know once he tried it.
With his current mastery of the Time Rule, it certainly should be better than when he was in the Nanzhuo Domain... otherwise, it would have been pointless to cultivate.
As he pondered, Lu Jin’an asked, "Aunt Ruo, how long was I unconscious?"