Evil Master and Disciple

After the two finished breakfast, Sanzhi'er still hadn't returned.

Ye Feng then set aside the remaining half-pot of rice porridge, leaving it for Sanzhi'er to eat when she returned.

After washing the dishes, Ye Feng had nothing to do, so he secretly watched Ling Yin.

Lingyin noticed something and asked, "What are you secretly looking at?"

Ye Feng said, "You...aren't you going to meditate and heal your injuries?"

"No need, my true essence and spiritual power have been mostly restored."

"Do you want me to unwrap your bandages and change your dressing?"

Lingyin rolled her eyes at him and said, "You brat, haven't you seen enough of my body yet?"

"You're accusing me again. I was just worried about your injuries..."

"Thank you for your concern. The elixirs of my Goddess Palace are not just for show; they don't need to be changed every three to five days."

"Oh, that's such a pity..."

Ye Feng looked frustrated and disappointed.

Lingyin found it funny.

This guy has lustful thoughts, but no guts. He's a real oddity among men.

Not long after the two fell silent, Ling'er suddenly took out a guqin from her storage bag.

It was that mysterious ancient zither with immense power.

Ye Feng had experienced Lingyin's ancient zither magic weapon twice in the capital. On one occasion, it almost caused the original owner's soul to escape from the Sea of ​​the Mind.

Upon seeing the guqin, Ye Feng was greatly shocked.

He was terrified that Lingyin would unleash her divine soul attack again.

If the original owner's soul trapped in the Sea of ​​Mind were released, given Ye Feng's current condition, he would be no match for that kid.

"Fairy...why did you take out this zither? Quickly...put it away!"

Ye Feng said quickly.

Lingyin looked up at Ye Feng's panicked expression, frowned slightly, and said, "What, are you scared?"

"Nonsense! I saw you use this guqin twice in the capital. That time, at the secret gate of your Goddess Palace, you used this guqin to unleash a soul attack and almost killed me. If you want to kill me, just stab me with a knife. Don't use this guqin."

A look of confusion appeared on Lingyin's beautiful face.

She could tell that Ye Feng was truly afraid of her guqin.

In the past few days, the more afraid Ye Feng was, the more excited Ling Yin became.

Lingyin's attitude towards Ye Feng has changed without her realizing it.

Seeing Ye Feng's pale face and terrified expression, she became somewhat worried about the boy.

"You brat, your face looks terrible. Are you alright?"

"If you put this broken zither away, I'll be fine."

"Oh, but I'm so bored, I want to play the piano."

"You must have more than just one ordinary guqin on you, right? Don't use this guqin. If you play this guqin, given my current physical condition, I will definitely die a very, very terrible death."

"you sure?"

"I never joke about matters of life and death."

Seeing Ye Feng's solemn expression, Lingyin's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

She stared at Ye Feng for a long time, then put the guqin back into her storage bracelet, and then took out another red guqin from the bracelet.

Ye Feng asked cautiously, "Fairy, this zither of yours isn't a magic weapon, is it? It can't be used for soul attacks, can it?"

Lingyin silently shook her head.

"Okay, okay... you can play this one."

"You brat, I remember back in the capital, your soul was indeed controlled by my guqin. Does your soul... hold any secrets?"

"Well... to put it this way, I have no weaknesses, except for my soul. Last year, I was ambushed and poisoned with the Soul-Severing Poison, which caused my soul to... have a slight flaw. Even a small attack on my soul could take my life."

"Ah? I see."

Lingyin's eyes twitched slightly, but she did not doubt Ye Feng's words.

Ye Feng laughed, "As long as you don't play that guqin or unleash your soul attack, I'll be safe. When you really want to kill me, don't use the guqin; just stab my heart with your purple blade. My heart is quite fragile; one stab and I'll die!"

Seeing Ye Feng gradually regain his cheerful demeanor, Lingyin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She said, "Yes, I'll definitely give you a quick death then."

Then Lingyin asked again, "Would you like to hear a piece of music?"

"Um, the piece I want to hear, you probably can't play."

"You underestimate me. I've spent a lot of time and effort on my musical skills over the decades. I know most of the ancient pieces. If you can name one, I should be able to play it. I'm known as the Fairy of the Qin within the Holy Sect."

"Oh, are you sure?"

"Of course!" Lingyin said confidently.

Ye Feng said, "Then I'll request a song called 'Spring River Flower Moon Night'."

"What night on the spring river?"

"I knew you couldn't do it. Let's try something else, Guangling San... Still don't know it? Yangchun Baixue? Fisherman and Woodcutter's Dialogue? High Mountains and Flowing Water? Three Variations on Plum Blossom? Three Variations on Yangguan? Wild Geese Descending on the Sandbank? Clouds and Water over the Xiaoxiang River? Zen Mind in the Clouds and Water? Zhuangzi's Dream of a Butterfly? What are you doing with your mouth open? I don't have any eggs to put in it... You don't even know any of these? And this 'Fairy of the Qin,' I think you're just so-so. Let's try something simpler, The Smiling, Proud Wanderer..."

Lingyin stared at Ye Feng in disbelief, and it took her a long time to recover.

"You...you were just talking about guqin music?"

"That's necessary."

"How did I not hear it being said?"

"Hehe, that's because you have long hair and little knowledge. You've been in the capital for quite a while, so you should know that I studied under six Confucian sages, including the Qin sage Nangong Qinghui."

You know nothing about music, yet you dare call yourself a musical genius? Your skill is far inferior to my master, Nangong.

Lingyin's beautiful eyes darted around, and she realized that Ye Feng was indeed a disciple of the Qin Saint, Nangong Qinghui.

She said, "I forgot that you are a disciple of the Qin Saint. I am very interested in the Qin, so why don't you teach me?"

"Me? I can't do it! I'm so busy in the capital that I haven't even touched a zither yet, and I don't know any tunes."

"You're really something, kid. Do you know how many people in the world want to become the master of the zither? And you actually refuse to learn his zither skills?"

"I already said I'm very busy. Actually, I've always wanted to learn a musical instrument since I was little, like playing the flute, the xiao, or the trumpet... Unfortunately, all I learned was how to play air conditioning."

"Air conditioning? What kind of instrument is an air conditioner?"

"Um... this can't be explained in a few words. Let's listen to the music. You play something you're good at. I won't request anything."

Lingyin said, "That would be so boring, and it would make me feel like I'm a street performer. Can you sing? Why don't you sing and I'll play the instrument? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Ye Feng chuckled and said, "I do know a few songs, but I don't have tablature."

"Don't worry, I'm a musical genius. As long as you sing it once, I can compose a piece on the spot."

"Hehehe, Fairy Lingyin, how come you're even better at bragging than me? I'll just sing one of those songs I just mentioned, The Smiling, Proud Wanderer..."