r scissors, frowned, and looked at Lu Xiaitian who was looking rather embarrassed under Bai Qin's hands. This silver-haired cultivator didn't seem to be very strong, but he had been beaten several tim...h in its hand, tapping it lightly with each strike sending ripples of pale purple energy outwards. These ripples clashed against the music emanating from the demons' qin (Chinese zither), causing seve...