Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 525: The Shocking God Needle Appears in the World

"Now we’re at the crucial moment, don’t make any noise to disturb me, National Hand Chen, you must watch the temperature of the medicine closely, it can’t be too high or too low." Having said that, Lin Feng closed his eyes again, carefully recalling in his mind before finally opening his eyes to prepare for the acupuncture. To Lin Feng, every patient was the same in his eyes, with no distinction between the rich or poor; he was extremely serious when treating anyone, maintaining an even temper even if the patient were a beggar.

After thoroughly preparing on all fronts, Lin Feng then picked up two boxes of silver needles. After sterilizing them with alcohol, he placed them to the side. His left hand touched Old Master Meng’s body, beginning to move, while his right hand moved with an almost invisible speed to swiftly administer the needles. By the time Lin Feng’s left hand had finished moving, one box of silver needles was already empty!

Similarly, without a word, Lin Feng rapidly inserted another whole box of silver needles into the other side of Old Master Meng!

By the time he inserted both boxes of needles into Old Master Meng’s chest and abdomen in less than a minute, beads of sweat began to form on Lin Feng’s forehead. What seemed simple was actually dangerous. Lin Feng had been fully focused, not allowing the slightest distraction. Any error, and Old Master Meng could’ve died on the spot, because the Shocking God Needle technique, while miraculous, had many taboos and placed immense mental pressure on the practitioner. If it weren’t for Lin Feng’s hardened spirit from his experiences on the island, he wouldn’t have been confident in executing the technique.

Impossible! No! No way!

How could my junior brother know the Shocking God Needle? This... This is impossible! Chen Guisheng, stunned, watched Lin Feng in disbelief. The Shocking God Needle technique was the foremost lost art of the ancient three great marvellous needles. Its purpose was to temporarily seal all the patient’s senses and slow down their metabolic rate to about one fifth of normal, bringing them close to a state of suspended animation, yet causing no harm to the body. It was created by the legendary doctor Bian Que for surgeries!

He had only ever seen its description in an ancient book in the Imperial Library of the Capital City, where it had stated that the technique was long lost. If not for Lin Feng’s movements matching exactly with the book’s description, Chen Guisheng wouldn’t have recognized it at all! How... How could his junior brother know such a miraculous art? First, it was the Seven Stars Life-Locking Needle, now the Shocking God Needle technique, all of them unfathomable ancient marvels!

Chen Guisheng was now utterly dumbfounded, never in his wildest dreams did he imagine his junior brother would know these arts, nor did he expect their master to have passed on such long-lost techniques to his junior brother, while he... he had never even heard mention of them when he was with their master...

Shocking God Needle!

Seeing Lin Feng use the Shocking God Needle technique, Liu Hong was completely flabbergasted. How could this be possible? How could this be possible? Who exactly was Lin Feng? He had once seen a brief introduction to this technique in an ancient book. Compared with the basic requirements and characteristics of its application, Liu Hong knew he simply couldn’t do it. Forty-nine major acupoints were to be needled, each requiring a different force and technique, instantly, and without pause, and all had to be completed within ten breaths, or the patient could easily die. Only a person with an exceptionally powerful spirit could accomplish such a task!

This Lin Feng... He was demonstrating legendary ancient techniques, all of them unique and lost to history. Who on earth was his master? Could he really be an immortal who had lived for hundreds of years? Impossible! But the silver needles were clearly there on Meng Ping’s body, undeniable evidence!

Liu Hong was now at a loss for words, wondering where on earth such an extraordinary prodigy had been unearthed. This... This...

"National Hand Chen, watch the temperature, don’t let there be any problems," Lin Feng said, noticing his senior brother frozen in shock. He understood what his senior brother was surprised about, but this was not the time to be distracted, so he reminded him to mind the temperature.

"Oh, right!" Chen Guisheng, brought back to reality by his junior brother’s call, knew he was there to aid in treating Meng Ping and couldn’t afford to be distracted. Hearing what his junior brother said, he immediately gathered his focus, fully attending to the temperature of the four tubs of medicinal decoction. Since his junior brother mentioned the issue of temperature again and again, there naturally had to be a reason for it, and no negligence was permissible.

After instructing his senior brother to watch the temperature, Lin Feng stood by Meng Ping’s head, reached out with both hands, and lightly pressed on Meng Ping’s temples. Then he closed his eyes once more, entering a meditative state like an old monk, completely oblivious to his surroundings.

At this moment, Lin Feng emanated an aura of ancient and serene tranquility, calming the hearts of everyone nearby. Everyone knew that they must not disturb him at this critical time, and could only wait quietly on the side.

Lin Feng had now entered a state of self-forgetfulness, merging all his senses with his True Qi as it entered Meng Ping’s body. Following the blood vessels, he quickly located the blood clots and started to meticulously manipulate the True Qi to slowly dissolve the clots. Simultaneously, he used the True Qi like a suture to repair the damaged blood vessels...

But what no one expected was that Lin Feng had his eyes closed for over two hours before he finally opened them. By that time, his clothes had become damp, even the back of his shirt was soaked, showing that the process was anything but easy for him.

When Lin Feng opened his eyes, everyone was dazzled, for his eyes shone as brightly as lightbulbs at that moment! However, this was only a fleeting moment before his eyes returned to normal.

"Whew..."

Having completed the task, Lin Feng let out a heavy sigh of relief. The treatment of Meng Ping had been very successful. He had managed to dissolve the clotted blood and repair the blood vessels, as well as pushing all the residual toxins in Meng Ping’s organs to his limbs, and he had suppressed them with True Qi.

"Lin Feng, are you all right? How is Grandpa Meng?" Leng Mei, seeing Lin Feng open his eyes and relax, immediately asked about Grandpa Meng’s condition. She had witnessed Lin Feng’s intense effort during the past two hours. If nothing had gone wrong, the treatment Lin Feng had administered must have been exhausting. Otherwise, his clothes wouldn’t have been soaked, and his current weary appearance spoke volumes to the fact that it was not as effortless as he had claimed.

Leng Mei felt a pang of heartache; she couldn’t bear to see Lin Feng so worn out. She had never seen Lin Feng this exhausted before, not even when her grandfather was ill. She wanted to express her gratitude to him, yet she knew it wasn’t the time for such sentiments. Thanks would have to wait until everything was completely finished.

"Mr. Lin, how is my father?" asked Meng Liang anxiously upon seeing Lin Feng’s eyes open. He hoped his father’s illness could be cured as Lin Feng had promised, not only to heal his father’s ailment but also to extend his life. If this were true, Lin Feng’s kindness would be akin to a rebirth for the Meng Family, and they would never forget his great benevolence.

"Lin Feng, is Old Meng all right?" Leng Hui couldn’t hold back any longer and asked. Old Meng had been his buddy for decades, and Lin Feng’s intervention should leave no room for doubt. But the treatment had taken so long; the last time he was ill, Lin Feng finished in half an hour, and now more than two hours had passed. It was enough to make Leng Hui slightly anxious, though he was inquiring whether Lin Feng had achieved the expected result, not doubting that Meng Ping had been healed.

Leng Hao opened his mouth to speak but hesitated. He could see how taxing it was for Lin Feng to treat Grandpa Meng. Yet what truly amazed him was Lin Feng’s extraordinary medical skills. Who exactly was Lin Feng, to possess such miraculous abilities?

"Old Master Meng should be alright now; we just have the final step to perform," Lin Feng said, then walked over to Meng Ping, took his hand, and with a scalpel made a small cut on the finger. Immediately, a stream of pure black blood sprayed out. Lin Feng proceeded to prick Meng Ping’s fingers and toes one by one, allowing the blackened blood to flow out unimpeded.

This...

What was happening?

Why would he wound the old master’s fingers and toes?

...

The members of the Leng and Meng families didn’t understand what Lin Feng was doing; they could only watch him complete these actions. However, they all noticed that the blood flowing out of Meng Ping was black instead of the usual red, leaving them bewildered. Eyes turned to Lin Feng, no one spoke, waiting for him to explain everything.

"I have forced all the accumulated toxins and impurities in Old Master Meng’s body to his limbs. Once the blood turns back to its normal red color, we can bandage him up," Lin Feng explained casually, seeing everyone looking at him, immediately understanding their concern and allaying their fears.

"Lin Feng, why don’t you take a break? I can handle the bandaging," Chen Guisheng said, volunteering to help, seeing how exhausted Lin Feng was. Although he didn’t understand exactly how Lin Feng had cured Meng Ping, he surmised it must be related to True Qi. And there was no doubt in his mind about his junior brother’s intervention; Meng Ping was certainly out of danger. How could there be any problems when one possessed the ability to perform such a miraculous ancient technique?