"Mr. Changqin is rather devoted to music." Tian Ying offered a brief explanation as she watched Prince Changqin leave, then said, "Senior Brother, let's go. My tribe is just nearby."
"Alright." Ling Qing did not dwell on Changqin's attitude. At Tian Ying's words, he led Shi toward her tribe.
Tian Ying's tribe lay not far below Mount Heng. It was small, much like the Bluestone Tribe in its early days, with only a few hundred people.
Yet the tribe was exceptionally peaceful. Everyone was proficient with some kind of musical instrument, and music could be heard every day without cease.
Upon returning to the tribe, the clansmen began offering performances one after another to welcome the shaman's friends.
Ling Qing took out some fine wine, fruits, and vegetables, then sat with Tian Ying in the seat of honor, watching the performances and chatting.
"Looks like you've been living quite leisurely here. No wonder you never went to Shennong City to find Zhu Guang."
"The tribe is very good. Everyone knows contentment and finds joy in it. Zhurong City, where Great Shaman Zhurong resides, is nearby, so it is very safe.
"As for Senior Brother Dao Guang, I heard that Shennong City had a qi cultivator exceptionally skilled in alchemy, and I knew it had to be him.
"However, Senior Sister Xie and the others were all born into great families and were likewise highly accomplished in music.
"The methods they created are the same.
"And because of the relationship between Great Shaman Zhurong and Prince Changqin, the tribes around Zhurong City are all highly skilled in music.
"Here, it is more conducive to my comprehending and perfecting my own Dao.
"My cultivation was already at the bottom among my fellow disciples. If I do not work harder, I fear I