ng finally put his heart back at ease, with the matter resolved, he left Dongcheng Police Substation with his people. Ye Bufan and his three companions returned to Zui Jiangnan Restaurant.As soon as I...The qinfei looked at the young man before her, her heart filled with surprise and curiosity.

As a general rule, cultivators in the Immortal Realm are focused on ascending their cultivation levels and rarely show interest in music. It is even rarer to find someone who enters the path of cultivation through music, like her.

Since the other party was so confident, she tried to say, "If that's the case, sir, could you perform a mournful tune"

"No problem."

Ye Bufan raised his hand and waved it, eight speakers flew out and landed around Qin Fei. He wanted to give the other party a surround stereo experience, an absolute auditory extreme.

The Sword Emperor and the other person were both very surprised, not understanding what these eight boxes were. Even their divine senses couldn't tell what kind of magical treasures they were.

And just as they were puzzled, a melodious tune arose.

At first, they were more shocked. The sound of these eight boxes coming out was so pleasing to the ear.

After a short while, both of their expressions changed, and a tinge of sadness slowly crept into their hearts.

To put it mildly, every note that drifts out now carries a sense of sadness, grief, and poignant sorrow, tinged with bitterness and pain.

The qin-playing lady remained silent, her heart and mind now completely absorbed by the music she heard.

The Sword Emperor, who did not understand music theory, was also deeply moved and completely infected by the melody.

Seeing the reactions of the two, Ye Bufan's lips curled into a smile. He was playing Blind Ah Bing's "Erquan Yingyue".

As a modern person, even if you want to refuse music, it's impossible. On the streets and in shops, you can hear all sorts of different music everywhere.

Among thousands of pieces of music, it is this "Erquan Yingyue" (Moon Reflected in the Two Springs) that is the most sorrowful and able to resonate with people's hearts.

The mournful melody coupled with the unique timbre of the erhu simply plunges one into a state of utter immersion and fascination.

Music comes from the heart, and only someone like A Bing, who has experienced the vicissitudes of life and understands music theory, could create such a divine piece in their later years.

Once the music finished, silence returned to the room until this moment, when Jian Di Qin Fei finally regained her composure.

“This… This world, how could there be such a mournful melody What kind of mood would it take to create such music”

At this moment, Qin Fei no longer had the previous calmness and melancholy. She was so excited that she seemed like a young girl.

The more proficient one is in music and rhythm, the more they can appreciate the charm of "Erquan Yingyue".

Before, she had only approached it with a try-it-out attitude. Unexpectedly, Ye Bufan's creation was so moving. The sadness in it stirred her heartstrings, and even now, she couldn't calm down.

In contrast, the Sword Emperor's reaction was much smaller; at this moment, he had already regained his previous composure.

"Young Master Ye, did you compose this music It truly opens my old eyes!"

"This is not a piece of music that I created."

Even in the fairy world, Ye Bufan didn't want to take credit for himself. He spoke honestly and said, "Before I ascended, I came from the lower realm, a place where spiritual energy was scarce."

But when it comes to musicality, it has reached the pinnacle. A plethora of classic pieces have emerged one after another.

"Aha!"

The Sword Emperor nodded, and at that moment, the Qin Fei beside him let out a cry of surprise, her face filled with ecstasy.

"My ailment has disappeared, and my immortal essence has returned to its previous state!"

Ye Bufan was not surprised by the result. As the saying goes, "a heart ailment requires a cure from the heart." The root of Qin Fei's illness lay in music, and now that she had been completely cured by a piece titled "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon," it was perfectly reasonable.

"Really That's wonderful news!"

Seeing Qinyin like this, the Sword Emperor was also delighted. The other party was his lifelong love, and they had reached a state of shared joy and sorrow.

"Young Master Ye, you truly are a divine physician with unmatched skills. From now on, you will be a great benefactor to my wife and I!"

"Your affairs are my Jian Shan Zhuang's affairs, and your enemies are my Jian Shan Zhuang's enemies!"

The Sword Emperor's words carried immense weight. Having learned about Ye Bufan's feud with the Lingxiao Sect from Zhuge Qingyang, his words held a special significance.

"After the sound has faded, the young master's great kindness remains!"

Qin Fei also bowed to Ye Bufan, her attitude changed drastically at this time. There was no longer the previous aloofness, and she let go of the might of a Saint-level powerhouse.

She thanked him, and her eyes glistened with a yearning look.

"Young Master Ye, would you be willing to perform another song for us"

She entered the path through rhythm and melody, her entire foundation of strength rooted in music theory.

Just now, a performance of "Erquan Ying Yue" (Two Springs Reflecting the Moon) cleared the knots in my heart, and Xian Yuan regained its previous stability.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is a great blessing for her, and naturally she doesn't want to give it up.

"Sure."

Ye Bufan felt quite fond of this couple and said, "Seniors, just tell me what kind of music you'd like to hear."

"Having just experienced sadness, could you play a cheerful tune"

"Okay."

Yè Búfán controlled the M4, which was no difficulty for him. Moments later, a cheerful and festive melody wafted from the speakers.

"Good Days," for Chinese people, is the most joyous and festive piece of music. Every note radiates happiness.

When the music ended, a faint smile appeared on the Sword Emperor's lips, and the Harp Fairy was filled with joy.

"My husband, Master Ye, my cultivation level has actually increased!"

Her words were laced with both excitement and agitation. It had been a full three millennia since she was first struck by melancholia.

There has been no further improvement in strength, and instead, signs of decline have emerged.

Since this young man appeared, everything has taken a turn for the better. Not only has his own knot in his heart been healed, but his cultivation and realm have also shown signs of breakthrough.

"That's great, really great!"

The Sword Emperor was extremely pleased. He had received news about the Little Divine Physician from Zhuge Qingyang, but he wasn't entirely sure if it was true.

With a "try anything" attitude, I came here to give it a shot. Unexpectedly, I was pleasantly surprised by the results.

At this moment, he was even more eager than Qin Fei: "Young doctor, are there any other songs Could you perform another one"

"Alright, let's have something with a bit more gusto!"

Ye Bufan said, as he clicked on "A Laugh from the Sea," He had always loved this song, but since cultivating immortality, he felt a deeper connection to it. He was obsessed with the unrestrained spirit embodied in the music.

This song has been covered many times, but the most classic version is still the one by Sam Hui.

Under the harmonious collaboration of eight large speakers, a beautiful melody drifted within the bamboo building.

"Good words! Good music!"

As the song ended, the qin goddess had a blushing complexion, her excitement beyond words.

As the Holy Emperor and a cultivator, I can better feel the grandeur contained in this music.

The Sword Emperor held her hand and asked with concern, "How are you now Can you improve any further"

"I've made some progress since before. I've even touched the threshold of a Fifth-Rank Holy Emperor."

The rumors from the outside world were exaggerated. The Empress Qin was only a fourth-rank Saint Emperor, still some distance away from the fifth rank.

"We continue."

Hearing the two people's conversation, Ye Bufan directly played the next song. The melodious and lingering "Liang Zhu" rang out in the bamboo building.t old geezer is dead, this is my subordinate, Lin Tianyu."Upon hearing Ye Bufan's explanation, Watanabe Keiko finally relaxed.She observed him again carefully. The person before her looked exactly lik...