Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 739: I Didn’t Ask You

Women hold grudges very strongly, especially beautiful women.

Facing Xiu Zuixin’s friendly request for guidance, Shen Feng didn’t rush to agree. His aggressive gaze fixated on the girl; he always liked to take the initiative.

He Haichen was infuriated by the way Shen Feng looked at his disciple, a clear case of being too close to the forest to see the trees!

He believed that this youngster had only managed to pinpoint his disciple’s flaws from the perspective of a bystander.

Yet, the old man’s Immortal Sovereign Peak aura had already been retracted back into his body. Although he hadn’t planned to pursue the matter further, he couldn’t help but say discontentedly, "Young man, aren’t you going to show us your skills? Let this old man witness your prowess as a Zither Master!"

Shen Feng casually shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Your disciple’s temperament may be lacking, but my arrival indeed disturbed her. I don’t like owing people anything. Since that’s the case, I will lend her a helping hand."

Then, he looked indifferently at Xiu Zuixin and said, "It’s up to you how much you can comprehend!"

Having said that,

He walked towards the pavilion.

He Haichen’s emotions went out of control time and again. Did this youngster really have to act so pretentiously? Speaking to his precious disciple with such a high-and-mighty attitude—did he really think he was a Zither Master of Seventh-Rank or above?

His eyes twitched furiously, and the muscles on his cheeks spasmed uncontrollably. Suppressing the fury inside, he watched Shen Feng enter the pavilion, planning to reprimand this arrogant youth thoroughly once he made his move, taking advantage of his seniority.

Xiu Zuixin, the disciple, was calmer than her master, He Haichen—at least on the surface.

She stood up composedly from her seat, making room for Shen Feng, and said, "I’ll try my best to understand!"

"By the way, the piece I was playing earlier is the Heaven-slaying Tune of the Carefree Immortal Emperor. I can provide you with the sheet music of the Heaven-slaying Tune!"

He Haichen’s expression changed slightly. The Heaven-slaying Tune was his private treasure; among his many disciples, he had only passed it on to Xiu Zuixin. Now, the idea of showing it to a stranger made him glare at his disciple, about to interject and stop her.

But Shen Feng interjected, "No need, I happen to know how to play a bit of the Heaven-slaying Tune."

As the words fell,

He ignored He Haichen’s strange look and sat down directly on the chair.

Besides being known as the Zither Fairy, Xiu Zuixin was also called the Wisdom Lady in Xu’s Dynasty!

During a crisis faced by Xu’s Dynasty, she played the role of a strategist and successfully helped the dynasty resolve the crisis!

If Shen Feng were truly a highly accomplished Zither Master, she thought it might be possible for her to gain some insight through his music. Of course, she deemed this likelihood extremely low, not because she underestimated Shen Feng, but because she knew how difficult it was to advance on the path of a Zither Master. She harbored the same speculation as her master in her heart.

Therefore, if Shen Feng’s skills as a Zither Master were inadequate, then seeing the Upper Grade sheet music of the Heaven-slaying Tune for the first time would surely not allow him to comprehend it, causing no loss to her master.

What Xiu Zuixin didn’t expect, however, was that Shen Feng would refuse to look at the Heaven-slaying Tune. Could it be that he truly knew how to play such an Upper Grade piece?

Xiu Zuixin and He Haichen focused their attention on Shen Feng, awaiting what kind of performance he would deliver next.

Shen Feng looked at the young men in blue and purple shirts outside the pavilion. He said to the one in blue, "I will concentrate the power of the zither music within your body."

Upon hearing this,

The young man in the blue shirt showed a hint of reluctance, but he didn’t dare to decline in front of He Haichen and Xiu Zuixin. He could only curse his bad luck internally: "Just my luck!"

Shen Feng, covered in blood, his hair messy and his clothes filthy,

When his hands touched the ancient zither, his entire demeanor changed instantly. The nearby Xiu Zuixin and He Haichen felt an unfathomable sensation and unconsciously furrowed their brows.

Shen Feng took a deep breath, adjusted his state of mind, and his enviously slender fingers began to pluck the strings!

The Heaven-slaying Tune, an Upper Grade composition he had created himself, was probably understood by no one in this world better than him.

"Ding~ Ding~ Ding…"

Initially, Shen Feng’s playing was not very fast, yet his fingers were incredibly nimble, with Spiritual Energy continuously overflowing from his fingertips.

One must control the overflowing Spiritual Energy with extreme precision, as the saying goes, "Lose by a hair’s breadth, miss by a mile!"

The notes of the zither, filled with rhythm, slowly flowed out from the ancient instrument; this was just the prelude of the Heaven-slaying Tune.

Even though it was only the prelude, He Haichen, the old man, already had a shocked look on his face. It was as if he’d seen a ghost; within this prelude, he couldn’t detect a single flaw. It was simply perfect to the point of impossibility!

Xiu Zuixin’s beautiful eyes began to take on a serious expression, her lips parted slightly, her face flickering with a hint of extraordinary luster.

When the brief prelude passed, the melody of the Heaven-slaying Tune suddenly changed and entered an extremely intense and uplifting phase.

Shen Feng’s ten fingers were incredibly agile, and his movements flowed smoothly like clouds and water, as if he were dancing on the strings of the zither.

Waves of energy filled with the tune rapidly surged into the body of the young man in the blue shirt.

The blue-shirted young man, who had initially dismissed Shen Feng with contempt, felt the changes in his body, forgot his earlier emotions, and suddenly, his fighting spirit surged. His blood felt like it was on fire, and at that moment, he could not put his feelings into words.

If the Heaven-slaying Tune played by Xiu Zuixin was a delectable dish, then the one played by Shen Feng was absolutely a feast only Immortals could enjoy! The difference between the two was like earth and heaven, completely incomparable.

As the momentum within the blue-shirted young man continued to rise, he could no longer restrain the tumultuous fervor in his body. He said to the young man in the purple shirt before him, "I’m going to attack now; get ready to face me."

Feeling the unstopping rise of momentum in the blue-shirted young man, the young man in the purple shirt did not dare to slacken; he kept his battle state at the peak!

As the blue-shirted young man took a step forward, his right fist came out like a tiger descending the mountain.

The young man in the purple shirt extended his left palm to defend.

However.

"Bang!"

The instant the fist and palm met.

The young man in the purple shirt’s face changed dramatically, the sleeve on his left arm was shattered by the impact, his whole arm was covered in bloodstains, and he was sent flying backwards.

Ultimately, his body crashed against a wall, and he completely lost his ability to fight, unable to stand up again.

Both of them were at the Middle Stage of Condensing Immortal Cultivation, and normally their combat power was quite evenly matched.

But under Shen Feng’s zither playing, the blue-shirted young man had actually managed to kill the young man in the purple shirt in one strike?

One should know that even if Xiu Zuixin played the Heaven-slaying Tune, focusing its power on the blue-shirted young man,

it would take about fifty moves for the blue-shirted young man to defeat the one in purple.

Even if He Haichen played the Heaven-slaying Tune, it would still take about twenty moves before the blue-shirted young man could defeat the purple-shirted one.

Yet, this youngster managed to make the blue-shirted young man kill the purple-shirted young man instantly, nearly blowing He Haichen’s mind; he simply couldn’t believe it was all true.

Shen Feng stopped playing and looked at Xiu Zuixin, asking, "How much have you comprehended?"

Without answering Xiu Zuixin, He Haichen himself spoke up, "Your playing has given me a great enlightenment, I..."

In the face of the old man’s rapid change in attitude, Shen Feng indifferently said, "I wasn’t asking you!"

Upon hearing this.

This time He Haichen didn’t show any displeasure and obediently stood aside, remaining silent.

Even though Shen Feng’s Cultivation was much lower than his own, his mastery as a Zither Master absolutely surpassed him. As the saying goes, "In learning, there is no first or last; the best becomes the master."

He Haichen had enough magnanimity to accept that!

This was also a test by Shen Feng to see if the old man was worth giving further guidance!