Chapter 141 Ten Needles Locked the Soul
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Xie Xuan, the Confucian Sword Immortal, was originally a Confucian student. However, after reading tens of thousands of books, he gained enlightenment of the world and stepped into the realm of a Confucian sage. He started publishing his own writings, took up a sword and became a sword immortal, took up a medicine case and became equally gifted there as well. Back then, when the General-in-chief Ye Xiaoying's infant daughter, Ye Ruoyi, was born, she was diagnosed with a congenital heart problem by the Office of Imperial Physicians. They said she would not survive past ten days. Ye Xiaoying invited famous doctors from all over the world to the capital. Among them were Sikong Changfeng, progeny of the Medicine King, and Qi Tianchen, the Director of Astrology from the Directorate of Astronomy, and also the Confucian Sword Immortal Xie Xuan.
Although Zhao Yuzhen had never left his mountain for over thirty years, he still heard of Xie Xuan's deeds, so when he realised who he was speaking to, it finally ignited a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Xie Xuan brought Li Hanyi into the house and placed her on a cot. Then he took out a length of white bandage, wrapped it around his eyes, and handed another piece to Zhao Yuzhen. "Put it on!"
"Why?" Zhao Yuzhen was puzzled.
"In a while, I'm going to treat Li Hanyi with acupuncture, so I have to take off her clothes. But if she wakes up and realizes that I saw her body, I’m afraid there will only be four out of the five sword immortals left. The Snow Moon Sword Immortal’s swordsmanship may not necessarily be the top of the five sword immortals, but her temper is absolutely the worst. Just put it on," Xie Xuan said quietly.
Zhao Yuzhen shook his head. "I will not!"
Xie Xuan was taken aback, but Zhao Yuzhen was very serious. "I will not. My little angel will be my wife once we’re married. I won’t put it on!"
Xie Xuan glanced at him like he was an idiot, and sighed. "You’re crazy." But, right now, his priority was to save a life so he didn’t bother to argue with Zhao Yuzhen. He immediately blindfolded himself, shook his left hand slightly, and a silver needle was already in his hand. He flicked the silver needle suddenly, the silver needle slashed through Li Hanyi's belt, removed her white shirt together and firmly nailed itself onto the wall. The white shirt fluttered away, revealing the pure and flawless skin underneath. Zhao Yuzhen swallowed his saliva faintly.
"If you still want to marry your soon-to-be wife, don't be distracted," Xie Xuan reminded him carefully. He waved his hands and ten silver needles were grasped in his hands.
"First needle Jiuwei!"
"Second needle Sheque!"
"Third needle Qihai, fourth needle Guanyuan, fifth needle Zhongji, sixth needle Qugu, seventh needle Qimen, eighth needle Zhangmen, ninth needle Shangqu, tenth needle Yingchuan!" Xie Xuan’s ten needles were inserted in an instant, but he was already sweating profusely. "I’ve used these ten needles to seal her ten major acupoints. Now, her own qi will force the Pear Blossom Needle to flow into the Danzhong acupoint. I need you to use your qi to draw it out."
"Danzhong acupoint?" Zhao Yuzhen blinked.
"Yes, the Danzhong acupoint. Ordinary people should not carelessly touch that part, but since you claim to be Li Hanyi's husband, then there’s no problem." Although Xie Xuan's ten silver needles were inserted into Li Hanyi's body, they were agitated and quivered in place. He pushed out his palms and forced them down with his qi. Inside, he was quite shocked and he hesitated. "Although the Tempest Pear Blossom Needles are formidable, they’re not powerful to such a degree. Just who caused Li Hanyi such grievous injuries?"
"They’re from the Hidden River. When I arrived, the man who used the Yama’s Devil Palm had already injured my little angel," Zhao Yuzhen replied.
"Su Changhe?" Xie Xuan frowned. "Is he back?"
At that moment, Li Hanyi released a low groan. Xie Xuan regained his senses, and said to Zhao Yuzhen, "Draw out the silver needle from her Danzhong acupoint now! Hurry!"
The Danzhong acupoint was first documented in the 《Spiritual Pivot - Origin and Terminal points of the Meridians》 chapter: “Jueyin roots from Dadun, connects to Yuying, connects to Danzhong.” The Danzhong surrounds the heart, acts on behalf of the heart, and is located right in the middle of the pleural cavity. This point is on the chest, right between the breasts where the pericardium is, hence the name. Zhao Yuzhen slowly pushed his hand out, and pressed it between Li Hanyi’s breasts, who was wearing only her undergarment.
Li Hanyi’s plump breasts rose and fell beneath her undergarment as she breathed heavily and Zhao Yuzhen’s hands started to quiver. He’d cultivated Daoism for thirty years. Although he met Li Hanyi in his youth and fell in love at first sight, his purity of heart and abstinence were not fake. But, at this moment, he could feel his supposedly calm and regular heart rate beating abnormally fast.
"Focus!" Xie Xuan shouted angrily.
Zhao Yuzhen exerted more force into his hands, refocused his heart, and yelled, "Rise!"
Qingcheng Mountain ultimate Daoism arts, Great Dragon and Elephant Strength!
The ten silver needles wavered abruptly, and a path of clear qi moved quickly from Li Hanyi's legs upwards, and in an instant, it flowed up to the point under Zhao Yuzhen's palm.
Xie Xuan felt the change in the silver needle, and couldn't help a gasp. "This is the Great Dragon and Elephant Strength of Qingcheng Mountain. No wonder it deserves the name of the top Daoist arts under Heaven."
"Pull!" Zhao Yuzhen snapped. Finally, he managed to pull out half of the Pear Blossom Needle right away, but at that moment, Zhao Yuzhen felt a sudden dizziness in his head, and his qi collapsed and vented in an instant. The Pear Blossom Needle withdrew into the body again. Zhao Yuzhen immediately forced his qi again to stabilize the Pear Blossom Needle. But, he could feel his qi churning in waves, as if his entire person was about to burst apart.
"You’re injured?" Xie Xuan asked, feeling the sudden change.
"A small injury, not worth mentioning!" Zhao Yuzhen yelled fiercely, and his purple robes billowed without wind. With a sudden wave of his right hand, he pulled out the Pear Blossom Needle that was so fine it was almost transparent and held it tightly in his hands
Li Hanyi, who had been in a coma for a while now, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. She seemed to gradually regain awareness, and slowly opened her eyes.
"That was close." Zhao Yuzhen looked at the silver needle in his hand, and exhaled a long breath. He turned his head to see Li Hanyi slowly opening her eyes, and said with joy, "Are you awake?"
Li Hanyi looked down at herself and realised she was only wearing her undergarment and her face flushed immediately. Her eyes were furious and she immediately raised a foot and kicked Zhao Yuzhen aside. She yelled angrily, "I’ll kill you!" As soon as she scolded those words, she fainted again.
The blindfolded Xie Xuan sighed lightly, took a leap to the wall, retrieved the white robe that was nailed to the wall, and placed it over Li Hanyi's body. Then, he took off his white blindfold. "Didn’t I say you’d be beaten to death? And you didn’t believe me. Saying she’s going to be your wife once you get married, you stinky Qingcheng Mountain priest only knows how to brag." Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of a person landing right outside the door. Xie Xuan was shocked, and with a wave of his right hand, he pulled out a long sword that had been hidden in his bookcase. The sword was slender and graceful, revealing a sense of elegance.
Xie Xuan wielded his long sword and did not hesitate, using all his strength to slash at the door. The entire door split into two instantly, but when the dust settled, the person standing at the door was completely unscathed. An old Daoist priest dressed in white robes gently waved the horsetail whisk in his hand and smiled. "The Book of Knowledge that travelled thousands of miles. Thank you, my friend, I haven’t seen it in years."
Xie Xuan immediately put away his long sword and bowed slightly towards the old Daoist priest standing at the door, his face full of respect. "State Preceptor."
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