Urban Invincible Medical Divine-Chapter 735 - 364 Cultivation_3

Long Yuanyang heard the footsteps approaching and couldn’t help but frown slightly, turning to look at Liu Wentian.

The ancient zither in this small pavilion had been left behind by the Gu Mother, and playing the zither was her only hobby.

Just now, she had been reminiscing about someone, and had forgotten for a moment that in this valley, there was still another person present.

"Not bad at playing, but there are some details lacking. Do you want me to teach you?" Liu Wentian said with a smile, showing no awareness that he was intruding.

Indeed, Long Yuanyang played quite well; she was almost on par with Qin Qihuang.

And Qin Qihuang was a national master of both the Chinese guqin and the ancient zither!

"The ’Soul-Exiting Demon Scripture’ has already been given to me, and you’ve gotten what you wanted. Why haven’t you left yet?" Long Yuanyang responded off-topic.

She had already skimmed through the "Soul-Exiting Demon Scripture." She could feel that it was even more profound and mysterious than her own "Black Gu Scripture," and she harbored no doubt about the potency and value of this cultivation technique.

"I still want to stay for a few more days."

Liu Wentian answered casually, walked up to Long Yuanyang, and said, "Stand up for a moment, let me show you what a true master of the ancient zither looks like!"

He had just had a breakthrough, and his mood was very good; he suddenly felt like showing off a bit...

Long Yuanyang gave him a look, her expression disdainful.

She was confident in her zither skills; across the entire Huaxia, only those old artists who had dedicated their lives to the zither were better than her.

Even Qin Qihuang, known as the Classical Goddess, she felt wasn’t better than her!

Yet this fellow dared to say he would show her what a real zither master was—such arrogance!

She simply couldn’t be bothered with him!

Liu Wentian directly reached out and gave her alluring buttocks a pat, "Why don’t you move a bit, make some space for me?"

"You!" Long Yuanyang glared at Liu Wentian, gnashing her teeth in anger!

Only now did she realize how shameless this man was!

She had never encountered such a brazen person in front of her before!

"Do you believe I’ll kill you?" Long Yuanyang stared fiercely at Liu Wentian, her eyes icy cold.

"Would you also like to cut off my tongue?" Liu Wentian quipped.

This woman kept repeating the same few things. He used to think she was just fierce, but now he had to assume she just didn’t have an extensive vocabulary!

"You!" Long Yuanyang’s face reddened awkwardly, rendered speechless once again.

"All for show!" She stood up and moved aside, saying coldly.

The wooden chair was only big enough for one person’s behind; how could she possibly make room for Liu Wentian?

If she did, they would have to sit tightly together!

"Hehe, my dear wife, your temper really isn’t very good; don’t you think you need to work on that?" Liu Wentian sat down and added.

"Do not address me in that manner!" Long Yuanyang frowned, her eyes carrying a glint of chill as she stared at Liu Wentian.

"What if I insist?" Liu Wentian raised an eyebrow and smirked.

Long Yuanyang’s expression turned colder, and several Gu insects, including the "Purple Blood Insect," instantly appeared.

The message was clear: spew any more nonsense and she would let the Gu insects bite him!

"Then let them bite." Liu Wentian replied, with a look of resigned misfortune, adding, "My dear wife, you’re so heartless! I’ve been so good to you, feeding you my blood, and even traded the ’Soul-Exiting Demon Scripture’ for a few herbs with you!"

As he spoke, he acted all pitiful as if he were badly wronged.

Long Yuanyang’s face showed some embarrassment, as if she also felt that she might have been somewhat excessive.

Finally, she scoffed, recalled the Gu insects, and said, "I really want to see what you can play!"

"Then just listen." A smile curled the corners of Liu Wentian’s mouth.

This woman still had some conscience, after all.

Liu Wentian reached out and caressed the zither as if greeting a friend, as if the zither were also alive.

Long Yuanyang next to him looked a bit baffled, because she noticed that Liu Wentian’s aura seemed to have changed.

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But in the next moment, that feeling disappeared.

Liu Wentian looked at her, grinned mischievously, and said, "My dear dear dear dear dear dear wife, I’ll play ’Phoenix Seeks Phoenix’ for you, listen well!"

"Phoenix Seeks Phoenix." Long Yuanyang blushed slightly, then glared fiercely at Liu Wentian.

Of all the pieces to play, why did he choose this one!

Liu Wentian’s fingers had already started playing on the zither, and between the movements of his agile fingers, an elegant and pleasing sound began to fill the valley.

Initially, Long Yuanyang was somewhat disdainful, but as the performance progressed, her expression turned to astonishment.

If one said that Long Yuanyang’s playing had already reached the realm of integrating her voice into the music, then Liu Wentian had reached the extent of resonating with people’s inner hearts.

His music directly conveyed the emotions within to the viewers’ hearts!

At that moment, the notes leaping from Liu Wentian’s fingers were joyful and spirited, filled with lingering longing and full of adoration, as if a man was confessing his day and night longing for the woman he loved!

As Long Yuanyang listened, a blush spread across her face, feeling as if this man was actually pursuing her!

She had also realized that this detestable man was not bragging; he was indeed better than her, handling many details far better than she could.

These details were not about technique, but in the expression of emotion.