Little one stopped what she was doing, blinking her eyes as she looked at Ling Yun, anticipating a rating from the latter!
"Practice a bit more in the future. Out of a hundred for a first try, you only get thirty!"
Thirty?
Hearing this, little one's mouth twitched, expressing severe dissatisfaction as she demanded another go.
"Time to eat, stop playing!"
Ling Yun kicked Lady Qin into the void with one foot, causing its weapon spirit to tremble deeply. Feeling death approaching, it got quite a scare.
Good thing little one did not see, or her heart would ache. Such a fine zither, surely it wouldn't get kicked to pieces, right?
If it could be kicked to pieces, then it would not be one of the Ancient Ten Great Divine Artifacts.
"Daddy, play one, or I won't eat."
It was clear that little one was serious, so Ling Yun felt he shouldn't have given her the zither score just then.
She must have wanted to learn, or perhaps she wanted to hear Ling Yun play.
Outside Years City!
Shang Yuntian was hesitant and indecisive, unsure what to do next. The sound of the zither had vanished, most likely to teach him a lesson; if he remained obstinate and failing to see reason, he would die!
This was a warning from an expert!
Meanwhile, the divine punishment suddenly vanished, and a voice rang out from high in the heavens.
"Scram! Considering that I have ties with the Dragon Clan, otherwise you die!"
Ling Yun's overbearing voice resounded through the clouds, the mere sound enough to turn the legs of more than a few people to jelly.
In the end, he sighed.
"You all fall back!"
Fall back?
Although Ling Yun had agreed to let the Snow Dragon Clan retreat entirely, this