These words were spoken with such skill.
You Siqi almost wanted to give him an award.
Was this the protagonist of a grand male lead cultivation novel? If he continued to act like this, he'd be the male lead of a tragic romance!
Gritting his teeth, You Siqi didn't know what he was thinking. By the time he reacted, he found himself stepping forward and grabbing Shen Muzhi's hand.
Under the other's surprised gaze, You Siqi gestured with his chin towards the cliff ahead. He said, "If I go down with you, and it's dangerous in the secret realm, can you protect me?"
The dim light in Shen Muzhi's eyes immediately brightened. He nodded vigorously and said, "Don't worry, even if something happens to me, I will never let you get hurt."
You Siqi raised an eyebrow. "You can't get hurt either!"
"Yes," Shen Muzhi smiled, his fingers deliberately brushing against You Siqi's palm. He slowly said, "I haven't won you over yet, how could I bear to die?"
These words were too mushy.
You Siqi didn't want to admit that his heart rate had changed because of this sentence. So, without hesitation, he took a step forward and pulled Shen Muzhi to jump down with him.
Shen Muzhi wasn't ready and was startled by his sudden action. However, he remembered that he hadn't used any spiritual energy, and it was a subconscious act to pull You Siqi into his arms, making a protective gesture.
To be honest, Shen Muzhi was also a bit uncertain.
After all, this was just a plot point from You Siqi's novel. Whether it would come true in their world was something no one could say for sure.
But since You Siqi was determined, he just wanted to follow along with the other's conviction.
It was that simple.
If it didn't exist and he lost his own life in the fall, then it would truly become a joke.
No, it couldn't be called a joke.
If they fell and shattered, he would have shattered with the person he loved. Such a height would surely crush their flesh and bones, merging them into one.
From a certain perspective, could it be considered a form of mutual suicide for love?
After all, if others saw it, they would surely think that the two of them loved each other so deeply that they wouldn't be separated even in death, right?
Shen Muzhi's thoughts raced, and he even looked forward to such a scene.
Because in his eyes, that might be the only situation where he could be with You Siqi in this lifetime...
Unfortunately, this anticipation vanished as quickly as it appeared.
Before they could even fully process it, they landed on a patch of grass.
Just as You Siqi had said, the distance from where they jumped to here was not even three meters. You Siqi, protected in his arms, suffered no harm, even without cultivation and with average physical fitness.
The moment they landed, You Siqi immediately withdrew from his embrace. He reached out to pull Shen Muzhi up from the ground and asked with some concern, "Did I press too hard on you? This place isn't high, but it's not low either. You didn't use any spiritual energy, you weren't injured from the fall, were you?"
Shen Muzhi looked at him with a hint of helplessness and pointed to the grass beside him. He said, "This grass is already half a person's height. Even if you fell from a higher place, with this as a buffer, it's impossible to get injured. Don't you have too little confidence in my physical condition?"
You Siqi followed his gaze and looked down at the grass beside him.
He admitted that Shen Muzhi was right; the grass made it difficult to get injured. But from another perspective, this was the cliff where the protagonist fell in the novel. At that time, the protagonist was injured and couldn't mobilize his spiritual energy. If it were truly injurious, wouldn't it be a fatal blow to the protagonist? How could there be any subsequent fortuitous encounters?
Thinking this, You Siqi felt he was worrying too much and couldn't help but shake his head.
The two waited for a moment longer, and then Lu Wuming and Liu Buli also jumped down. It was no different from them; Lu Wuming held Liu Buli in his arms, his expression so anxious as if he were afraid his beloved master would suffer even the slightest harm.
Seeing their actions, You Siqi suddenly thought of how he and Shen Muzhi had been just now.
He wanted to ask Shen Muzhi what he was thinking when he held him in his arms during their fall.
But he opened his mouth, and the words at the tip of his tongue were swallowed back by himself.
What would be the point of asking?
If he asked, would they not go home?
If they didn't go home, in this world where cultivators ran rampant, wouldn't he just be a drag, a cannon fodder?
He didn't want to be a burden to Shen Muzhi, nor did he want to become a drag on his side. Therefore, going home was his best option. As for Shen Muzhi's feelings, not responding was also the best decision.
With this thought, You Siqi looked around.
He was still pondering where that secret manual was hidden when he first heard a young girl's voice, full of vigilance, ring out nearby. She said, "Who are you? Why are you here?"