Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 592 - 592 592 Immortal Heaven City

592: 592: Immortal Heaven City 592: 592: Immortal Heaven City Three days later, Tang Zhu departed, passing through the city’s passages and leaving the Ancient Road.

He then headed towards Immortal Heaven City.

He wanted to watch the Sect Grand Competition, recalling that he had also participated in it years ago.

After ten days of travel, Tang Feng arrived at Immortal Heaven City, which was larger and more majestic than before.

Thousands of years had passed, and the city walls showed greater signs of age.

However, to welcome the grand event of the Sect Competition, the entire city’s exterior walls had been freshly painted, making it look from afar like a new city.

But as one drew closer, one could feel the ancient aura.

This aura could settle one’s divine sense.

Entering Immortal Heaven City, you would find it teeming with people, with crowds everywhere.

Inns were overcrowded, with merchants and various traders seen everywhere.

There were also plenty of stalls along the streets.

As Tang Feng passed by each stall, he looked to see if he could spot any overlooked treasures, but he was somewhat disappointed.

There were good items, but none that caught his interest.

He then entered several inns, only to find they were all full.

With no other option, he continued wandering around the city, and before long, he arrived outside a small estate.

At that moment, a heavenly voice singing from inside reached him.

Tang Feng stood still to listen, and several minutes later, the singing ceased.

Sometimes like a kingfisher splashing water, sometimes like a golden oriole singing, the sounds warmly and gently brushed his heart.

“Young master, if you would like to listen, please come in for a chat,”

Startled by the words, Tang Feng realized the woman inside knew he was listening and thus he walked in.

This was a small estate, and inside, he saw a courtyard planted with many precious flowering trees.

A woman sat dignified beside a stone table, stroking the zither strings, her beauty transcendent.

Tang Feng saw a fearful side profile, her hair up in a solemn, long, jet-black shine.

In the courtyard, fragrant breezes drifted, refreshing the mind.

Tang Feng gently walked over and sat beside the woman.

“I apologize for the intrusion.”

“It does not matter,” the woman replied, continuing to play.

If Tang Feng had been outside at that moment, he would have realized that the sound of the zither did not pass through the walls of the courtyard.

The reason Tang Feng could hear it before was because the woman had intended it.

As for her reasons, only she knew.

Tang Feng looked at the woman, and was then very surprised.

She was sitting right in front of him, but he could not clearly see her face.

Misty and elusive, the beauty of her voice immersed deep into his heart.

Tang Feng slowly became enchanted, listening to the woman’s playing and singing.

When he came to his senses, he found himself sitting alone in the courtyard.

Everything had changed; the entire courtyard had become desolate, filled with fallen leaves and dead branches, and the rooms were in ruins, completely different from what he had seen before.

Tang Feng stared at all this as if in a dream.

The very real sensations from moments ago left him unable to snap back to reality.

Could it really have been a dream?

Looking at the broken strings on the stage, Tang Feng had a sudden insight.

With a wave of his hand, dead trees blossomed anew, and hundreds of flowers bloomed, making the small courtyard radiant again.

But what was missing was the zither-playing woman.

Tang Feng fully opened his hand seal, and soon discovered the hidden secrets.

Forbidden Technique, Illusion Breaking, Celestial Demon revealed!

Fourth Grade runes rapidly formed in the air, and then a pathway opened.

Tang Feng stepped through.

At the end of the pathway was a cage, and a woman in white clothes and plain face turned around and bowed deeply to Tang Feng.

“Thank you, young master, for saving my life.” The woman was very weak, seemingly on the verge of depleting her spiritual power.

She had spent all her previous spiritual power on playing the zither.

Encountering Tang Feng, she had to take a gamble, and indeed, she had bet correctly.

Tang Feng opened the cage and then lifted her up.

Delicate and boneless, light as if carrying nothing, Tang Feng’s eyes filled with compassion, wondering how long the woman had been imprisoned here.

After coming out, he immediately sealed the pathway.

He carried the woman into the room and then treated her injuries.

“My name is Yiyi,” the woman said with a smile.

“Miss Yiyi, could you tell me what happened?” After Tang Feng administered an elixir to her, he continued to replenish her spiritual energy with a Spiritual Needle.

Soon her body was rapidly recovering.

Astonished by Tang Feng’s skills, she realized she had encountered an incredibly remarkable man.

“Yiyi was unfortunate in meeting people.

Not only was the Immortal Sound Zither Scroll stolen from me, but I was also imprisoned in the dungeon for two thousand years,” she said as tears streamed down her cheeks.

“It’s okay, don’t cry.

It’s all right now.

Is the Immortal Sound Zither Scroll you mentioned an immortal score?”

“Yes, but it’s incomplete.

It was left behind by the Sound Empress.

Unfortunately, I only learned a bit of it,” the woman replied.

“Your talent is already quite impressive.

The piece that lured me here was part of it, wasn’t it?” said Tang Feng.

“You flatter me.”

“It’s one of the best pieces I’ve heard in the Cultivation World.”

“Only one of them, huh?

Whose else have you heard?” the woman asked, a bit defiant.

“The Sound Empress’s.”

“Ah!

That, how is that possible?

The Sound Empress had ascended to the Immortal Realm long ago,” the woman said, shaking her head repeatedly in disbelief, her simplicity and cuteness making her seem all the more protectable.

“Silly girl, I’m talking about before she ascended.

I’d heard her then.”

“That’s still impossible.

The Sound Empress never casually played and sang for others.” It seemed the woman knew quite a bit about this.

“But I was fortunate enough to be one of the audience,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“Ah, then, aren’t you a senior from tens of thousands of years ago?”

“You could think of it that way.” By then, Tang Feng had already put away the needle.

“How do you feel?”

“I feel great, both mentally and physically.

I am recovering well, thank you,” Yiyi said excitedly.

“That’s good to hear.” Tang Feng stood up.

“Are you leaving?”

“No, I’m going to make you some food,” Tang Feng said and the woman’s tears flowed anew.

Seeing this, Tang Feng quickly sat beside her, “Why are you crying again?

Are you uncomfortable somewhere?”

“I’m fine.

You are really good to me,” said Yiyi, changing her form of address.

“It’s fate.

If I hadn’t heard your singing and zither music, I wouldn’t have come in.

Rest well, and I’ll make you something delicious.

Don’t worry, I won’t leave tonight,” Tang Feng said with a laugh before he left.

Yiyi’s cheeks blushed.

He wasn’t leaving—did that mean they’d be sharing a sleep?

What should I do?

Should I agree, or should I refuse?

She felt urgent and bashful, but more so, delighted; it had been a long time since someone had treated her this way.

She once had a maid, but that scoundrel had taken her away, which infuriated her whenever she thought about it.

Fortunately, she hadn’t been defiled by that scoundrel; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to live on.

Before long, Tang Feng had prepared a lavish dinner and poured a small cup of fruit dew for Yiyi.

This was gifted to him by Yue Ling, and he had always been reluctant to drink it.

Now, he poured a small cup for Yiyi.

“Yiyi, congratulations on your rebirth,”

“Thank you, brother,” Yiyi was very happy, clinking glasses with Tang Feng.

After drinking the fruit dew, she was utterly charmed by the taste—it was so wonderful, tasting like a mix of over a dozen fruits, each distinct yet harmoniously blended.

This was its magical quality.

During the meal, their relationship noticeably deepened, and they even teased each other.

Once, during a playful fight over a wine cup, their hands touched.

Yiyi immediately lowered her head without pulling away, perhaps signaling something.

Seeing this, Tang Feng pulled her closer, and Yiyi fell into his arms.