The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

Chapter 965: Chapter 959: Ten Miles of Painted Towers, Bei Pingxue

Falling off a cliff, acquiring cultivation techniques and a legacy, becoming the number one in the world!

This old cliché, Liiu Nai’er has lost count of how many novels and TV dramas she’s seen it in.

She never believed in it!

If there were truly some unparalleled master or reclusive expert, then so many people could just seek opportunities instead, without having to strive amid the bustling world, studying, working, marrying, raising a family and struggling in the mundane world.

But ever since she entered Cold Mountain Valley and saw Lin Tian, who was as powerful as the legendary immortal, she was utterly confused!

Everything overturned her worldview!

About what Lin Tian said regarding falling off a cliff and gaining an opportunity, she was doubtful and only half-believed it.

“Brother Xiaotian… so you’ve become an immortal now?”

Liiu Nai’er blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Lin Tian, her expression somewhat hesitant.

Now she felt like she and Lin Tian were people from two different worlds, her heart inexplicably a little lost.

“Immortal? How could that be? I’m still much like an ordinary person! I just possess some means that ordinary people can’t imagine!”

Lin Tian shook his head slightly, explaining to Liiu Nai’er ambiguously, “If it’s possible, in the future I can pass on some cultivation teachings to you. But, I think if possible, it’s better to be an ordinary person! Because, maybe one day, you’ll never see your mother again…”

“Ah…”

Liiu Nai’er’s expression was stunned, then quickly turned extremely conflicted.

“Alright, this matter will be discussed after you finish high school! For now, I won’t teach you anything!”

At this point, Lin Tian’s face turned serious, earnestly saying to Liiu Nai’er, “Also, don’t tell your family about my matters. After all, they might find it hard to accept. Regarding your uncle and aunt, I think they won’t dare to force you to do anything anymore. If it weren’t for our blood relation, I wouldn’t have spared their lives!”

“Also, if there’s anything, you can call me! Take care of yourself…”

Lin Tian gave some instructions to Liiu Nai’er, left his phone number, and then soared into the sky and left.

For Lin Tian, Liiu Nai’er was just like a little sister from next door. Thinking of Aunt Liiu alone was quite pitiful too, if he could help Liiu Nai’er in some way, he didn’t mind lending a hand.

Watching Lin Tian disappear into the night, Liiu Nai’er suddenly felt a sense of helplessness.

A wave of loneliness, like a tide, spread over her body.

She stood in place, looking in the direction where Lin Tian had gone, for a very long time before turning around and leaving.

…

Lin Tian walked through the void, speeding northwards, heading straight for Jinling City!

Previously, he had agreed with Du Yuesheng and Zhou Li and the others to meet over in Jinling City.

However, Du Yuesheng and others had already taken the forces from Huainan to meet the various family forces in Huai Bei over at Jinling City.

Lin Tian was too lazy to join in the hustle and bustle anymore.

Previously, Zhou Li and others had arranged to wait for him by the Qinhuai River at Jinling City.

Back then, he also promised the Thousand Mountain Danhua Sect and others to oversee the Martial Arts Conference over there.

It was said that the East Continent Martial Arts Gathering would be held not far beside Jinling City at Tianxiang Inn.

As for what Tianxiang Inn was, Lin Tian did not know.

The distance from East Sea City to Jinling City was not close, even driving would take two or three hours.

However, Lin Tian soared through the air, and within a mere ten or so minutes, he was stepping through the void, coming to a stop above Jinling City.

At this moment.

Below him was a winding river, with elaborately adorned ancient buildings lined up on both sides.

There were also many boats and houseboats docked along the riverbank.

Moreover, there were rows and rows of ancient architecture all around.

Now it was just before dawn, the night was exceptionally deep, dense with mist.

An ancient grand capital seemed to be hidden among these traces of the ancient river.

“I guess, this must be Jinling Ancient City! And this must be the Qinhuai River!”

Seeing that no one was around, Lin Tian stepped down from mid-air, landing on the riverbank.

Looking around, not knowing the way, Lin Tian simply walked eastward along the riverbank.

Previously, Zhou Li had mentioned sending someone to meet him at the middle of the Qinhuai River.

However.

Having walked not far, the phone rang.

Upon answering, Lin Tian was momentarily stunned—it was actually Zhou Xiaomeng calling.

“Lin… Lin Tian, long time no see!”

Zhou Xiaomeng seemed a bit nervous, speaking with a trembling voice.

“Haha, yes, long time no see!”

Lin Tian chuckled lightly, saying, “Didn’t you become a disciple of the Thousand Mountain Danhua Sect? You said you wouldn’t come out before reaching the Qi Refining Fifth Level!”

“Hehe, I have already cultivated to that level, and came along with Senior Sister Jing Xuan and the others!”

Listening to Lin Tian’s words, Zhou Xiaomeng seemed to relax, giggling as she said, “Guess where I am right now?”

“Wouldn’t your grandfather have sent you to pick me up!”

Lin Tian was slightly stunned, then replied.

“Yes, you are standing by the shore, right? We are on our way!”

Becoming increasingly excited, Zhou Xiaomeng let Lin Tian wait by the shore and hung up the call.

Lin Tian stopped walking.

Ten minutes later.

A boat rippling with waves slowly sailed towards where he was standing.

Aboard the boat, lights flickered, the sound of oars and shadows of lanterns appeared striking and lonely amid the dawn.

“Lin Tian!”

The boat soon docked, and Zhou Xiaomeng stood at the bow, waving to Lin Tian, full of excitement, “Come on, we’ll take the boat directly over there!”

Lin Tian gazed curiously at the boat, then stepped aboard, following Zhou Xiaomeng inside.

Only.

There was another person inside the boat.

It was a woman, dressed in a black dress, her graceful figure couldn’t be concealed. She sat there quietly, her long hair draped over her shoulders, sitting sideways facing the door, revealing only her fair profile.

As Lin Tian and Zhou Xiaomeng entered, she did not raise her head, remaining silently engrossed.

Her slender jade hands held a book, her chin slightly tilted, reading intently, giving off a sense of both solitude and intellect.

“Lin Tian, this is Sister Bei Pingxue!”

Zhou Xiaomeng led Lin Tian over, introducing the woman sitting there.

Lin Tian said nothing, sitting across with Zhou Xiaomeng, but his eyes remained fixed on the woman.

“Sister Xue, this is Lin Tian, he’s very powerful!”

Zhou Xiaomeng pointed at Lin Tian, speaking to the woman, Bei Pingxue.

The reason Zhou Xiaomeng said he was powerful is because she still could not figure out Lin Tian’s true cultivation level.

“Hello, my name is Bei Pingxue!”

The woman lifted her head, smiling slightly, greeting Lin Tian.

Only.

That smile, in Lin Tian’s eyes, felt incredibly cold and frosty, devoid of any real emotion.

“Lin Tian!”

Zhou Xiaomeng had already introduced him, and Lin Tian could only announce his name.

However, there was no hint of a smile on his face, instead there was doubt.

Lin Tian cast his gaze around intentionally or unintentionally, spotting a small folding screen behind the woman, inscribed with two lines of text— ‘The golden splendor of the Six Dynasties falls on Qinhuai, the painted towers stretching ten miles are still standing!’

“Is there something amiss?”

Bei Pingxue sensed Lin Tian’s gaze, raised her head to look, and asked.