Peerless Divine Doctor

Chapter 646: Chapter 646: The Terrifying Strength of Feng Tian_1

Boom!

With a wave of his hands, Ye Luo materialized the superior grade Sanqing Pill Furnace before him, radiating a thick aura of power from the spiritual artifact.

”A superior grade spiritual artifact!”

Looking at the Pill Furnace before him, Feng Tian’s expression revealed a trace of shock, with a flicker of unusual light sparkling in his pupils.

Subsequently, Ye Luo began the process of elixir making. This time he was set to refine a Yellow Rank fourth-grade Vein-Protecting Elixir, which could protect his meridians from damage while he was removing the Golden Needle’s meridian lock. For Ye Luo, elixirs below the fifth grade of the Yellow Rank no longer posed much of a challenge.

Refining!

Fusion!

Forming the Elixir!

In the tripartite process of alchemy, Ye Luo appeared very proficient. Within less than ten minutes, a brown-yellow elixir exuding a rich aura was produced from the furnace. He grabbed it in his hand and handed it to Feng Tian.

”A Yellow Rank fourth-grade elixir!”

Looking at the elixir in his hand, Feng Tian was once again taken aback.

”It seems you’re quite familiar with this elixir,” Ye Luo glanced at Feng Tian, speculating about his identity.

Being able to recognize both the superior grade spiritual energy and a Yellow Rank fourth-grade elixir at a glance was enough to prove that the other party was not ordinary, and those who possessed such knowledge were only from the major forces of the Hidden Sects.

Feng Tian’s eyes shimmered with light, saying, ”I now feel that being your subordinate isn’t a bad deal at all.”

”That’s for sure. Anyone who becomes my subordinate will receive plenty of elixirs from me to help them improve their strength,” Ye Luo said with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Feng Tian didn’t object to Ye Luo’s words. He knew what it meant for a martial artist to have an alchemist; it represented an endless supply of elixirs to consume and enhance one’s strength.

Moreover, Ye Luo, at just over twenty years of age, could refine a Yellow Rank fourth-grade elixir, which was enough to prove his talent for alchemy. If this fact were to spread to the Hidden Sect, it was likely Ye Luo would immediately be fiercely contested by all the major forces.

”Alright, sit on the bed. I’ll start removing the Golden Needle’s meridian lock for you now, but this process is extremely painful. I hope you can endure it,” Ye Luo cautioned Feng Tian.

With a light smile, Feng Tian replied, ”I’ve endured so much pain over the years, I don’t mind this one last time.”

”Then let’s begin,” Ye Luo nodded, his expression turning solemn.

This was Ye Luo’s first encounter with the technique of locking meridians with golden needles. Although he knew the solution, he had never tried it before, and his mood was somewhat heavy.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Luo began his work, inserting Silver Needles into the acupuncture points around Feng Tian’s body.

Subsequently, his hands performed a series of mysterious pats on Feng Tian’s back. With each pat, Feng Tian’s body trembled, and he would feel a wave of piercing pain radiating throughout his body.

After dozens of minutes of patting, Ye Luo suddenly said, ”Swallow the Vein-Protecting Elixir.”

Feng Tian immediately swallowed the elixir, which merged into his body and released a strength that began to envelop his meridians.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Ye Luo swiftly inserted three Silver Needles into three deadly acupoints on Feng Tian’s body. As the needles pierced in, Feng Tian screamed sharply, his face showing an incredibly painful expression.

He felt waves of piercing pain in all his meridians, the pain stimulating his nerves, causing Feng Tian to experience intense agony.

Ye Luo channeled Nine Yang True Qi into these Silver Needles, instantly causing them to tremble wildly. At the same time, they drew out 81 Golden Needles from Feng Tian’s meridians, all gradually extracted by an external force.

Ah!!

Ah!!!

As the Golden Needles were pulled from Feng Tian’s meridians one by one, his face contorted grotesquely, filled with an expression of pain as he let out a tortured roar. Nonetheless, he gritted his teeth and endured.

Swoosh!

Ye Luo waved his hand at a specific point on Feng Tian’s body, and a Golden Needle broke through the skin and landed in his hand.

In this manner, Ye Luo kept waving his hands, forcing the Golden Needles out of Feng Tian’s body. Protected by the Meridian Guarding Elixirs, his meridians were undamaged.

A full twenty minutes passed, sweat poured from Feng Tian’s forehead, and his lips were bitten till they bled, but he still persisted.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Finally, the last two Golden Needles were forced from Feng Tian’s body. In that instant, a tremendous surge of True Qi flowed through his meridians, and a terrifying aura erupted from him, blasting Ye Luo away. The Silver Needles Ye Luo had inserted were all shaken out.

The horrific aura swept through the entire room, destroying everything inside, turning it into a complete mess. It was fortunate he was moving to a new home; otherwise, seeing his own room in such a state would have been utterly depressing.

Yet when Ye Luo sensed the current realm enveloping Feng Tian’s body, he was greatly startled.

Saint Realm Nine Heavens!

Feng Tian was actually at the Saint Realm Nine Heavens, having shot up to this level all at once, and Ye Luo knew that Feng Tian had not fully regained his strength.

After all, being bound by the Golden Needle for so many years, there was a certain level of depletion to his strength. However, one could imagine that before the Golden Needle sealed his entire body’s meridians, Feng Tian’s strength had reached at least the Hua Yuan Realm or even stronger.

And at a mere thirty-something years of age, possessing such power—and that from many years ago—made Ye Luo sigh in admiration at Feng Tian’s martial arts genius.

At the same time, in a certain place in Huaxia, an elder’s eyes suddenly snapped open, revealing a shocked expression, ”How is it possible? Someone has actually broken my Golden Needle Lock.”

”Someone come!” Suddenly, the elder called out.

A shadowy figure appeared as if out of thin air and knelt halfway to the ground.

”What are your orders, Elder Gong Feng?” the figure asked.

”Notify the Sect Master to come here; I have something important to discuss,” the elder said gravely.

”Yes.” The figure responded and vanished like lightning. In less than a few minutes, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe slowly walked over.

His thick brows slanted towards his temples, like two swords reaching into the heavens. His presence was imperceptible, as if he didn’t exist at all, yet his very being imposed an invisible pressure, compelling an urge to kneel in submission.

”Sect Master, you’ve summoned me. Is there something important?” the middle-aged man asked the elder indifferently.

”My Golden Needle Lock has been broken,” said the elder directly.

In an instant, the middle-aged man’s eyes narrowed, and a sharp glint shot forth.

”How is that possible? Someone managed to break through Elder Zhong’s method,” the middle-aged man said in disbelief.

”This person is definitely a master of acupuncture and moxibustion; otherwise, it would have been impossible to force out all 81 of my Golden Needles. Now, free from the needles’ confinement, he won’t need much time to regain his strength. If he returns here...” the elder spoke ominously.