"Big sister will definitely teach you well... Hmm? A musician? You said you came to be a musician? Oh my, why waste such a lovely face? People live in this world to be happy and enjoy themselves. Big sister guarantees she'll make you wildly famous."
Bai remained silent, her gaze cold.
The woman who had originally intended to persuade her further felt as though she were being watched by a ferocious beast. Her body instinctively tensed, the spiritual power within her nearly freezing solid, and fine beads of sweat seeped across her forehead. She immediately understood that this young lady before her was absolutely a terrifyingly powerful expert.
As for why Bai had come looking for work... nine times out of ten, it was to experience life.
After Bai withdrew her gaze, the woman subconsciously let out a breath of relief. She no longer dared to be as rude as before. A musician, then—a musician it was. She could keep her here first. With such a beautiful face, Bai could likewise draw in plenty of customers.
"Oh, I remember now. We really are recruiting musicians here. I wonder what instruments little sister is skilled at?"
"Instruments I'm skilled at? Many. Qin, sheng, flute, xiao—I'm good at all of them." Bai would occasionally play instruments when she had nothing to do, though Sang Yun was usually her only audience. So many days had passed; she wondered whether that girl missed her now.
So she was an expert who cultivated through musical rhythms, the woman silently thought.
The cultivation methods of Tianlan Continent were not singular and fixed. Musical rhythms, culinary arts, Buddhist teachings, Daoist arts, Confucian schools, and many other paths could all achieve the same effect. It was merely that cultivators who simply cultivated spiritual power were more common. According