“Is it hard?” Lil’ Purple smiled, looking at Lin Yun.

“It’s hard, but there will be no challenge if it’s not hard.” Lin Yun said with his brow raised.

“Hmph, trying to show off again.” Lil’ Purple rolled her eyes.

“Alright, let us begin.” Lin Yun was already impatient because he didn’t want to waste time.

“You just escaped death, and yet you’re trying to put your life on the line again. Calm down and get familiar with the Thunderstorm Zither, first. If you’re tired, go take a good rest.” Lil’ Purple said. She could guess Lin Yun had never taken a good rest since he entered the Ancient Barren Battlefield.

“I’m fine. My injuries aren’t something that can be recovered after a night of sleep.”

“But I’m tired.” Lil’ Purple quickly ignored Lin Yun and headed out of the valley.

This made Lin Yun helpless, but he could only spend time getting used to it. When he seriously examined the zither, he even tried to infuse his sword intent into it. When he poured his sword intent in it, the zither produced various sounds. There were sounds of thunderstorms, roaring...