hey colluded and, in order to shirk responsibility, even insulted this old man.As a deputy palace master of Tiangong and a powerful figure in the Imperial Realm, how could I possibly do such a thing a...Ye Bufan retracted his right hand from feeling the pulse, but a storm raged in his heart.

The other party's strength was truly overwhelming. If Zhuge Qingyang's meridians were previously like narrow mountain paths, then theirs were like high-speed highways—the difference was enormous.

Every meridian is surging with immortal essence, like the endless waves in a vast ocean.

Only then did he realize how powerful this seemingly frail and cold-looking woman was, her strength at least countless times greater than Zhuge Qingyang's.

This also made him realize the gap between himself and the Saint Emperor. Fortunately, someone stepped in to mediate today, otherwise, Liu Wuzhou would have had a really hard time passing this level.

Upon hearing the Sword Emperor's words, he calmed his mind: "If I'm not mistaken, Senior Qinyin should be suffering from a mental blockage!"

Upon hearing these words, a gleam of approval flashed in the Sword Emperor's eyes. Even Qin Fei glanced over at him.

So many years have passed, and I've consulted with renowned doctors from all over the world, but no one has been able to cure my illness.

"This time, if it weren't for my trust and respect for Zhuge Qingyang, I wouldn't have dared to hold out any hope. After enduring thousands of mountains and rivers, I came to Tiansheng City with the sole purpose of seeking treatment from Ye Bufan."

Although the Sword Emperor was satisfied with the diagnosis being accurate, that was all. After all, many doctors he had seen before had also diagnosed him with melancholia.

He said again, "What harm could there be"

Ye Bufan said, "If ordinary people suffer from depression, it's nothing, but if it happens to Senior Qin Fei, it is extremely harmful."

The Sword Emperor raised an eyebrow: "Specifically"

"His physical body is unharmed, but his cultivation has stagnated and even his Immortal Essence is showing signs of dissipation. If he doesn't receive treatment soon, in another thousand or ten thousand years, he could face death."

Ye Bufan's words finished, both Jian Di and Qin Fei's eyes flashed with extreme shock.

Many people have been diagnosed with melancholia before, but only he delved into it so deeply.

Now, how are her symptoms Qinfu knows them well herself, and as her Dao Companion, Jian Di is also fully aware.

Ye Bufan's words were not a single word off. Today, Qin Fei was indeed in an extremely dangerous situation.

The Sword Emperor shot up from his chair, eyes blazing.

"Can the little divine physician cure it"

After finishing her words, Qinfan also looked over with concern.

"The treatment method is not yet available."

Ye Bufan said, "Depression stems from mental illness, and mental illness is the hardest to cure."

"Also, please tell me honestly, Senior Qin Fei, how this illness came to be. Only by knowing ourselves and our enemy can we treat the illness effectively and achieve the best results."

"The little divine physician is right!"

The Sword Emperor took a deep breath, calming the excitement in his heart, and sat back down again.

As the head of one of the Five Great Sects and a Saint Emperor-level powerhouse, there are some secrets that cannot be told to outsiders.

But today's situation was different. In order to treat the Queen of the Qin, he had to tell the truth.

He let out a long sigh: "Things happened three thousand years ago. To think, Qin Fei hasn't smiled in three thousand years…"

The Sword Emperor recounted what had happened. It turned out that the Qinyin Empress cultivated through music and her strength was incredibly powerful, not inferior to his.

But three thousand years ago, a change occurred within the sect. Qin Fei had a pet crane within her possession. It wasn't of high rank but was exceptionally skilled in music.

Whenever she practiced her cultivation, the crane would dance gracefully. The human and the beast had accompanied each other for ten thousand years, sharing a tacit understanding like two kindred spirits meeting on a mountain stream.

What was unexpected was that the beloved crane suddenly died, which dealt a heavy blow to Qinfu.

Misfortunes never come singly. Just after the crane died, a maid also suddenly passed away.

If it were an ordinary maidservant, even if she died a thousand or ten thousand times, it wouldn't affect Qin Fei's resolve.

This maidservant was different, she too was skilled in music. The two of them would spend their days discussing music theory and playing together, like master and student, like friends, like sisters bound by affection.

It was from that time onwards that Qin Fei completely donned the cloak of melancholy, never again displaying even a hint of a smile.

After finishing his speech, the Sword Emperor shook his head repeatedly. The love of his life had become this...

Of all, it is he who suffers the most.

Then, he looked at Ye Bufan with hope in his eyes: "That's the whole story, Little Divine Doctor. Do you have a cure"

Ye Bufan did not answer directly, but instead asked: "Senior, I have a question. What is the concept of entering the Dao through sound and rhythm"

This time, without waiting for the Sword Emperor's reply, Qinfēi spoke directly.

"My weapon is a seven-stringed ancient zither. My attack method is sonic killing. My cultivation level is based on my understanding of music, and the deeper my understanding, the stronger I become. This is the way of entering the Dao through music."

"Oh!" Ye Bufan nodded. "I wonder how many people usually exchange musical rhythms with Qinfen Senior"

"Rare! Very rare!"

During their conversation, a hint of melancholy flashed in Qin Fei's eyes. "Cultivating this way is extremely rare. In the immortal realm, those who are proficient in music and have an interest in it are even rarer."

That is why I value the crane and the maidservant so highly.

Ye Bufan said: "I think what the senior values is not the crane and maidservants, but their music inspiring you, pushing your understanding forward, thus allowing your cultivation to progress further, isn't that right"

Qin Fei's expression froze for a moment, then she slowly nodded.

"You are right. I do have some feelings for the crane pet and maidservant, but I value the pursuit of the Dao and the improvement of my cultivation even more."

After making these inquiries clear, Ye Bufan smiled faintly: "Since that's the case, I have a treatment method here!"

At his words, the Sword Emperor was immediately excited, his eyes gleaming.

"Great Divine Physician, please tell me, as long as you can cure Princess Qin's illness, you will be the greatest benefactor of our Qin Jian Mountain Villa."

As long as there's a request, my husband and I will do everything we can!

Ye Bufan said, "Senior Qin Fei's knot is not caused by the departure of the maid and the crane pet, but by her inability to find a confidant, comprehend music, and further her cultivation."

"...and these problems can all be solved here."

Qín Fēi looked over with a hint of doubt: "So you're saying, Young Master Ye is skilled in the art of music"

Guess so!

Ye Bufan said, with a thought, a huge speaker appeared in the bamboo house. Then, with a flick of his wrist, a 4 appeared in his palm.

This thing was a gift from Ouyang Jing when he left Earth. It had massive storage space, filled with all kinds of songs and music.

According to Ou Yang Jing, whenever she misses home and her loved ones on Earth, she listens to a song.

And she didn't know what kind of music her brother liked, so she just played it safe and brought in almost every song in the world.

Ye Bufan is so confident because the fairy world's exploration of music theory is extremely limited, incomparable to the Earth's highly commercialized environment.

Without enough professionals, there won't be many outstanding works.

"Isn't Lady Qin seeking to comprehend musical rhythms Isn't she looking to touch upon inspiration Then I can provide that for her myself. The effect would be a thousand, even ten thousand times better than that servant girl and the crane. He looked up at Lady Qin: "Senior, whatever kind of music you desire, I can fulfill it!"

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