"Go drop dead somewhere far away?"
In some Dao Field room in the Chaos Death Domain, a man whose brows and eyes looked carved from cold jade, with a vermilion teardrop mole at the outer corner of his right eye, stared incredulously at the Communication Jade Slip in her hand.
Meanwhile, a Spirit Mirror before her was displaying the scene after Xu Taiping had declared war on all the Heavenly Geniuses of his realm in the Chaos Death Domain.
"Hmm..."
After holding the Jade Slip and pondering for a long while.
The man said thoughtfully:
"Master's words seem to be scolding me, but if I savor them carefully, there seems to be a deeper meaning."
The man rose, revealing a straight, slender frame.
Her ink-black hair was tied into a high ponytail, gradually turning dark red toward the tips and faintly radiating a strange halo of spiritual power.
After pacing back and forth for a moment, the man lightly tapped a fist against her palm, her eyes lighting up as she said:
"That's it. Master told me to drop dead somewhere far away. Doesn't that mean to go far away? And doesn't going far away mean leaving? Doesn't leaving mean going?"
"I asked whether I could fight that Lower Realm cultivator, and he told me to go. Isn't he hinting that I should go fight that Lower Realm cultivator?"
At this point, delight spread across the man's face as she said:
"Master really is cautious. He knows I'm undergoing my tribulation, so he worded it so subtly!"
As she spoke, the man reached for the Spirit Mirror on the table, murmuring:
"Let me see where the nearest Ruin Market to the Dao Field is."
But just as she was about to pick up the Spirit Mirror to search, the Voice