Seeing Jia Longxuan slightly dazed,
Ding Wangyun urged, "Quick, slap me, slap me hard. In the face of such mysterious secrets, how can I remain as stable as Mount Tai? Every second wasted now pains me to the core."
Seeing the Great Elder's anxious demeanor, Jia Longxuan took a deep breath, unable to control his trembling excitement. He swallowed and said, "Great Elder, then I'll really smack you!"
Ding Wangyun snapped, "What are you dallying for? Don't dither like a woman at a time like this."
With those words, Jia Longxuan's right palm greeted Ding Wangyun's face with a crisp "snap!" that echoed across it.
Feeling the burning pain on his cheek and the cultivation technique continuously circulating within his body, Ding Wangyun managed to suppress his excitement somewhat.
Looking at the expectant Jia Longxuan in front of him, he didn't hesitate to return the slap.
Another "snap!" resonated.
