The Song Ends, The Person Vanishes

Gu Qingshan was focused on examining the contents of the jade slip when a pair of slender jade-white hands suddenly reached out and plucked it from his grasp.

The jade slip was snatched away in an instant.

Only then did Gu Qingshan realize someone had come up to him.

A beautiful young woman.

The Mystic Sound Peak Lord, Luo Bingli.

—Only a great cultivator of Luo Bingli's caliber could take the jade slip from Gu Qingshan's hand without him noticing at all.

Gu Qingshan looked at her and recalled Xie Guhong's advice.

Xie Guhong had often told him to maintain a good relationship with Peak Lord Luo. He had also bluntly said that Luo Bingli was one of their own, peerless in combat—even stronger than he was.

—Among the Barren Cloud Seven Peaks, when it came to an individual's ability to inflict damage in battle, Luo Bingli was unquestionably number one.

But fierce and unmatched as Luo Bingli was in combat, she lacked strong defensive techniques. She stood out most on the battlefield, and needed a great many cultivators to protect her.

Remembering his master's words, Gu Qingshan clasped his hands and greeted her. "Good day, Peak Lord Luo."

Luo Bingli didn't respond. She swept her divine sense over the jade slip, then said, "What do you think? Is my peak's disciple any good at the zither?"

Gu Qingshan stared at the jade slip in her hand and praised her. "The lingering notes circle the rafters, refusing to fade for three days. It's all thanks to your excellent teaching, Peak Lord Luo."

Luo Bingli tapped him on the head. "Don't flatter me. And I'll have you know, you're not allowed to court the female cultivators of my peak."

Gu Qingshan replied solemnly, "Peak Lord Luo, my heart is devoted to