Ling'er, Can You Sing a Little Tune?

Not long after Chen Ze and his Doppelganger Zhao Ling'er departed, the patrol team from the City Lord's Mansion arrived.

When the patrol team reached the scene, they only saw Steward Lin still kneeling on the ground, clutching his mouth to keep his severed tongue from falling out.

Seeing this sight, the patrol members immediately fanned out, guarding the surrounding area.

"Alert."

The Patrol Captain scanned the perimeter, as if searching for traces left behind by the recent battle.

At this moment, someone stepped forward, preparing to pull the kneeling Steward Lin to his feet.

But as he hoisted Steward Lin up, he only saw the man's hollow eyes, which were filled with helplessness and regret.

"What's the situation? Who wounded you?"

The man asking the question did not know that Steward Lin no longer had a tongue.

Steward Lin, however, was unwilling to open his mouth to speak, only covering it with his hands.

The patrol member grew impatient. "Speak."

Steward Lin remained silent, his eyes still vacant.

At this, the Patrol Captain walked over and sighed. "Don't bother asking; he can't speak."

The Patrol Captain was also a cultivator and had long since noticed the abnormality in Steward Lin.

"Captain?"

"His tongue must have been cut out, and he clearly suffered some kind of trauma just now. He's in a catatonic state; it's useless to keep questioning him."

The patrol member seemed to realize the abnormality then. "Captain, who could be so ruthless as to cut this man's tongue out?"

"Didn't you notice he is also a cultivator? It's just that his Dantian has been crippled."

The patrol member looked at Steward Lin in shock. "Captain, is this a vendetta?"

"It must be." The Patrol Captain nodded.

"Then, Captain, what should we do now?"

"Take him back first. Let the City Lord see if he can still be saved." The Patrol Captain had been observing for a long time, but the scene had been left completely devoid of clues.

Given the current situation, there was nothing they could resolve; they had to return and report to the City Lord.

Meanwhile, at Chen Ze's Residence.

Chen Ze and Zhao Ling'er had already returned.

"Master?"

Seeing that Chen Ze had not said a word since they returned and that his expression remained somewhat gloomy, Zhao Ling'er spoke up.

Chen Ze shook his head and smiled. "I'm fine."

He knew Zhao Ling'er was worried about him.

Back at the residence, Chen Ze lay down on his recliner once more.

"Are you wondering why I did what I did today, yet didn't take that man's life in the end?"

Zhao Ling'er nodded silently.

"Perhaps this is karma, or perhaps it was just a way to vent what was in my heart. That Steward Lin deserved his punishment; sparing his life is a form of retribution in itself."

Chen Ze then recounted the experiences of the original owner to Zhao Ling'er.

After listening, Zhao Ling'er felt a surge of anger, occasionally grinding her teeth.

"Master, I feel you were still too merciful to him. Someone like that should have been sent to the Mine to dig for the rest of his life."

"Haha, you don't think I'm cruel anymore?" Having spoken his mind, Chen Ze's mood lightened.

"Everything Master does is right."

"Haha, alright, that matter is in the past. Go and see how the relocation of the people on Zhao Yun's side is going."

"Yes, Master."

Zhao Ling'er entered the Myriad Things Space.

Chen Ze lay on his recliner and began to hum a little tune.

"The tip of the peach leaf is sharp, the willow leaves cover the sky, the official in that position, listen closely to my words..."

"How is it that in this Wannan City, there isn't a single brothel to listen to music? Sigh, what a pity. This world of cultivation should be similar to ancient times, so why wouldn't there be one? No, singing it myself is boring. When I have time, I'll teach these little tunes to Ling'er; it must sound wonderful when she sings them."

Not long after, receiving a call from Zhao Ling'er, Chen Ze released her from the Myriad Things Space.

"Master, all the original miners in the Mysterious Iron Ore have been knocked unconscious and relocated from the Myriad Things Space."

There are now only 30 Ye Family members left inside the Mysterious Iron Ore mine, along with 24 doppelgangers.

"The mining speed won't be as fast from now on."

"It's no matter. The 24 doppelgangers are all at the Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer, so the mining speed won't be much slower. Besides, which mine tunnel could even accommodate that many Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators to dig at once?

Furthermore, the number of doppelgangers increases every day, so there is no need to worry about the mining."

"Understood. There is also the matter of Zhao Yun asking what his next mission is."

"Has he already reached the border of the Dagan Dynasty?"

"Yes, Master."

Chen Ze pondered for a moment. "Then let him wander as he pleases. It will be a chance for him to see this Cultivation World on my behalf; it would be even better if he finds some fortuitous encounters."

Letting Zhao Yun travel everywhere could be considered a way for Chen Ze to explore the entire Cultivation World himself.

The Xuantian Continent was too vast. Even if Chen Ze had the heart to wander, the outside world was too dangerous, and his current strength was insufficient.

Now that Zhao Yun was traveling in his stead, it was as if he had stepped out into the world himself.

Moreover, since Zhao Yun was a doppelganger, there was no need to worry about any danger, given his strength and the immortal nature of the doppelganger.

If one day Zhao Yun truly died out there, he would simply resurrect within the Myriad Things Space and return.

At this moment, Chen Ze suddenly asked, "Ling'er, do you know how to sing any little tunes?"

"Little tunes?" Zhao Ling'er looked at Chen Ze in confusion.

"It's nothing. Singing little tunes is actually quite simple; I'll teach you." Chen Ze could see that Zhao Ling'er was still unfamiliar with many things.

However, it didn't matter. He, Chen Ze, knew how, and he had plenty of time to teach her.

Besides, Zhao Ling'er's speaking voice was already pleasant; if she learned to sing, she would surely sound gentle and moving.

Following this, Chen Ze began his urgent music lessons for Zhao Ling'er.

He couldn't wait to hear Zhao Ling'er display her singing voice.

Near the border of the Dagan Dynasty.

After receiving his latest orders from Chen Ze, Zhao Yun was filled with bewilderment.

Chen Ze had told him to go wander on his own, but he had no idea where he should go.

Helpless, Zhao Yun opened the map he had purchased earlier. "On the road from Wannan City to here, it seems I passed several cultivation sects and a few forests with the aura of demonic beasts.

Since Master told me to wander and find my own fortuitous encounters, does that mean I can go back and check those places out?"

Previously, in order to find a safe place as quickly as possible, Zhao Yun had driven the Azure Cloud Sword to fly rapidly the entire way.

He had only stopped once he reached the border, feeling that he was finally far enough away from Wannan City.

Along the way, he had only cast a fleeting glance at the surroundings, immediately taking a detour whenever he sensed a powerful aura.

Thinking back on it now, perhaps the fortuitous encounters Chen Ze mentioned could be found in those very places.

Having made up his mind, Zhao Yun put away the map, mounted his sword again, and flew toward a specific location.

This time, he was determined to explore every area in detail and find the fortuitous encounters Chen Ze had spoken of.

If Chen Ze, far away in Wannan City, knew that Zhao Yun had such an obsession, he might hesitate as to whether letting Zhao Yun wander on his own was the right choice.

The entire Dagan Dynasty was filled with cultivation families and sects; wasn't Zhao Yun just asking for trouble by doing this?

To put it more extremely, this was simply courting death.

Those cultivation families and sects—which one of them didn't possess powerful cultivators?

What kind of waves could a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like him possibly stir up?