Ling Mu left Broken Cliff again, feeling that it was a pity to leave so quickly after her last visit.1

Cheng Feng regretted Ling Mu’s first departure even more, of course, though he did not reveal that to Little Lian. He maintained his untainted appearance, just like the strands of smoke that rose from the village below. It gave him an ethereal mien, as if he was detached from the world of cultivation and lived in harmony with the beauty of nature.0

It was not long before a melodious voice started to sing. It echoed out, immediately captivating Little Lian and everyone else who was fortunate enough to hear it.0

The voice even reached Lu Yin, prompting him to immediately turn back to look at Broken Cliff. The voice he heard possessed the remarkable ability to sway the emotions of those who heard it. A captivating essence seemed to unfurl like an intricately painted scroll. In the presence of this voice, even the stars seemed to intensify, and Lu Yin felt an indescribable surge of passion bubble up within him.0

This song could stir emotions.2

Lu Yin was immediately reminded of Luo Shen, and how her dance could also evoke people’s emotions. If she performed with Cheng Feng, it would lead to an unimaginably beautiful performance. What a pity it was that Cheng Feng was a spy.4

As the song continued, Lu Yin entered the village. The ordinary people living...0