Volume One, Chapter 20: Rubbing the Nose

As the shocking words faded away, the entire room fell into a deathly silence, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Yun Pinghai stood there, completely bewildered. Seeing the reaction of Divine Doctor Hua, he hurriedly asked, "Divine Doctor Hua, what is the Nine-Pole Resurrection Needle?"

Divine Doctor Hua was in a trance and did not answer Yun Pinghai's question. He watched Qi Wuxie’s movements, not daring to blink for even a second, fearing he might miss the slightest detail.

"It really is... it must be!"

"It is indeed the Nine-Pole Resurrection Needle, the legendary technique said to snatch away the fortunes of heaven and earth—the world's number one needle, capable of pulling a person back from the very hands of the King of Hell!"

Divine Doctor Hua was overcome with excitement, his body trembling uncontrollably.

The Nine-Pole Resurrection Needle! That was an ancient needle technique, long lost to the annals of traditional Chinese medicine! It was hailed as the supreme technique capable of snatching lives from the grasp of death itself. To think he would witness its appearance with his own eyes!

Hua Qingqing was left dumbstruck. Having grown up by her grandfather's side, she had heard enough to know exactly what the Nine-Pole Resurrection Needle was. It was a legendary technique—one that even her grandfather had never managed to master.

"This... how does this guy know the Nine-Pole Resurrection Needle? Who on earth is he?" Hua Qingqing bit her lip, her expression one of utter shock.

With the Nine-Pole Resurrection Needle, even if Elder Yun had already breathed his last, he could be brought back, let alone treated for old injuries.

And sure enough, as Qi Wuxie applied the needles, the color began to return to Elder Yun’s face, and his chest began to heave with strong, rhythmic movements. It seemed as though his aged heart was being infused with new vitality.

Yun Pinghai was overcome with emotion. Although he did not know what the Nine-Pole Resurrection Needle was, the situation before his eyes was undeniable.

"Father... you are finally saved!" Yun Pinghai’s eyes filled with tears, and he was too choked up to speak, not daring to disturb Qi Wuxie in the slightest.

The rest of the Yun family was also stunned into silence by the sight. Yun Zhiqiou’s eyes turned red. Because of what had happened at the hotel earlier, her impression of Qi Wuxie had been poor, but now, her feelings were quietly shifting.

A few minutes later, Qi Wuxie stopped. Elder Yun’s chest was now covered in a dense array of silver needles.

"That’s it. Your father’s old injuries are mostly resolved," Qi Wuxie said, turning to Yun Pinghai. "As for his physical weakness, a few doses of blood-nourishing medicine will be enough to restore him."

Yun Pinghai nodded repeatedly, grabbing Qi Wuxie’s hand in his excitement. "Thank you, Mr. Qi! Thank you so much! The Yun family will never forget this immense kindness. Should you ever need anything, our family will go through fire and water for you without hesitation!"

Qi Wuxie smiled. "There is no need for that. I was only keeping the promise I made to you yesterday."

Divine Doctor Hua was now incredibly moved. He looked at Qi Wuxie and bowed solemnly. "I was blind just now and have been offensive. I hope you can forgive this old man!"

"It is nothing, Elder Hua. You are too kind," Qi Wuxie replied. He still held a shred of respect for the Divine Doctor.

"May I ask who your master is, and where you learned this Nine-Pole Resurrection Needle?" Divine Doctor Hua asked eagerly. The reappearance of this technique would surely shake the entire world of traditional Chinese medicine! If word got out, countless practitioners would go mad with curiosity and flock to see him. More importantly, the technique had immense research value and could push the development of Chinese medicine to new heights.

Qi Wuxie smiled. "My master prefers to remain anonymous, and it was she who taught me this technique."

Hearing this, Divine Doctor Hua realized Qi Wuxie did not wish to disclose further details and quickly apologized, "It was my rudeness."

Qi Wuxie turned to look at the still-shocked Hua Qingqing, a brilliant smile on his face. "I'm sorry to have disappointed you."

Hua Qingqing finally snapped out of her daze. Hearing the heavy undertone of sarcasm, she pouted and said indignantly, "If you knew the Nine-Pole Resurrection Needle, why didn't you say so earlier? You did it on purpose just to humiliate me!"

Her eyes reddened. She had been pampered her whole life and had never felt such grievance before.

Qi Wuxie looked at her moist eyes and laughed. "Do I have to tell you everything I know? Besides, you didn't ask, so you can't blame me for that!"

"You!" Hua Qingqing clenched her fists, trembling with rage.

"Don't cry. We aren't finished yet. You still haven't fulfilled your end of the bargain," Qi Wuxie said with a grin, his eyes scanning her up and down.

Hua Qingqing was barely twenty, yet she had blossomed into a stunning young woman. With her height of 1.68 meters and graceful figure, she wore a long white dress that accentuated her fair, jade-like skin.

Feeling the weight of his gaze, Hua Qingqing felt a tightness in her chest, and her face turned bright red. She took two steps back and stammered, "What... what do you want to do?" She had promised him anything if he could cure Elder Yun. If this lecherous man asked her to offer herself, she... she would be devastated.

Divine Doctor Hua watched from the side and shook his head. He wasn't worried about Qi Wuxie actually harming her; in fact, he thought that if something were to happen, it might not be a bad thing. A young man who mastered the Nine-Pole Resurrection Needle was a treasure among treasures. Given their similar ages, it wouldn't be a bad match. He quickly shook that thought away.

Seeing the girl blushing furiously, Qi Wuxie reached out and flicked her nose. He didn't hold back, and Hua Qingqing’s eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"What are you doing?" she cried, her voice trembling.

Qi Wuxie stepped back with his hands behind his back. "That was just a bit of interest. I haven't decided what I want yet. I'll tell you when I do. And remember, don't try to back out of it later!"

Hua Qingqing glared at him, convinced he was the most wicked person in the world.

Yun Pinghai asked, "Young Mr. Qi, what about the needles in my father’s chest?"

"I'll take them out in a moment. You have the herbs I asked for yesterday ready, right? I'll go show you how to brew them now, so you won't have to come looking for me later."

Yun Pinghai nodded repeatedly, and Yun Zhiqiou volunteered to lead Qi Wuxie to the kitchen.

Watching his back, Hua Qingqing huffed. "Grandpa, why didn't you help me? That guy is such a jerk, bullying me like that. I'll never forgive him!"

Divine Doctor Hua sighed helplessly. "It’s my fault for spoiling you. The world is full of extraordinary people. Qi Wuxie might be the disciple of some reclusive immortal. Let this be a lesson to you, so you don't end up causing real trouble in the future."

As Qi Wuxie headed downstairs with Yun Zhiqiou, his phone rang. He checked the screen—it was the same number that had sent him the text from his Seventh Senior Sister earlier.

"Seventh Senior Sister... is she calling because she has more news about my father?"