My Ares Son-in-Law

Fang Qingxue clenched her hands tightly, her eyes full of expectation and pleading, as if at this moment, Xiao Chen was her only savior.

"You are looking down on me." Xiao Chen's tone was calm and indifferent, and his eyes revealed an unquestionable firmness. "Those two have completely lost their vitality. I really can't do anything. But your father still has a breath of life. I am confident that I can save him. It's just that it will take more time and effort."

Ma Kuang was listening at the side, with an indignant look on his face. He almost jumped up and retorted:
"You ignorant little girl, do you know what you are holding in your hand? That is a resurrection pill, a resurrection pill worth a full 100,000 spirit stones! How dare you still doubt the efficacy of this pill?"

His tone was full of dissatisfaction and regret, as if in his opinion, it was a huge waste to use such elixir on a "waste" like Fang Jun.

He secretly thought that such a good thing should be left to a strong man like him, rather than wasted on a dying person.

Fang Qingxue couldn't help but murmur in her heart when she heard Ma Kuang's words. Although she didn't know what the resurrection pill was, she could vaguely feel the extraordinary nature of this pill from Ma Kuang's excited tone and expression.

She knew Ma Kuang's strength. If even he valued this elixir so much, it must be extraordinary. Fang Qingxue couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in her heart. She had trust in Xiao Chen's ability, but also curiosity and awe for this mysterious elixir.

Xiao Chen's actions were quick and decisive. After refining the resurrection pill, he waved his sleeves lightly, and a series of silver needles formed by pure immortal power shot out accurately and brilliantly like meteors across the night sky, piercing various parts of Fang Jun's body.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Jun's head was covered with seventy-two silver needles. They were arranged in a staggered manner, and each one emitted a faint glow, as if injecting new vitality into Fang Jun's life.

Fang Qingxue saw this series of smooth movements, and she couldn't help but feel an indescribable shock and awe. She stared at Xiao Chen closely, tears flashing in her bright eyes, but more of a firm hope that her father could recover.

Those silver needles seemed soft and weak, but in Xiao Chen's hands they seemed to have life. Every time he inserted a needle, it was so precise and powerful, penetrating three-quarters of the body, clean and neat, without any drag. Every needle embodied his profound understanding and superb skills of medical skills, as well as his profound internal strength.

Fang Qingxue looked at Xiao Chen's focused and serious expression, secretly admiring him. She knew very well that Xiao Chen's attainments in acupuncture had reached the pinnacle. If Xiao Chen dared to say that he was second, then in this Eastern Region, I'm afraid no one would dare to claim to be first.

Xiao Chen's movements were smooth and powerful. He put his fingers together like swords, and his fingertips flashed with a faint fairy light. He gently tapped several key acupoints on Fang Jun's head.

Every touch seemed to activate the dormant power in Fang Jun's body. The acupoints trembled slightly under his fingers, as if responding to Xiao Chen's call.

Finally, Xiao Chen changed his fingers into palms, and his palms were warm, with a gentle but not to be underestimated internal energy, and he firmly placed them on Fang Jun's back. At that moment, his internal energy surged out like a tide, flowing along Fang Jun's meridians, injecting new vitality into his exhausted vitality. At the same time, Xiao Chen's other hand moved slowly in a massage-like manner, with skillful and precise techniques. Every push drove the blood and qi in Fang Jun's body, accelerating the integration of the immortal power in the silver needle.

Under Xiao Chen's control, those silver needles gradually became transparent and finally disappeared completely. That was a sign that the immortal power was perfectly integrated into Fang Jun's body.

Xiao Chen's series of actions were not only to save people, but also to help Fang Jun break through. He knew that although Fang Jun had retired, he was still an indispensable member of the God of War Alliance. As the leader of the God of War Alliance, he had the responsibility and obligation to provide his subordinates with help within his ability.

As Xiao Chen's hand slowly moved, Fang Jun's complexion improved at a visible speed. His pale cheeks gradually regained their color, and he was no longer so weak. His breathing became steady and strong, and the light of life flashed in his eyes, as if he had regained his lost strength and confidence.

This scene filled Fang Qingxue, who was standing by, with gratitude and admiration. She looked at Xiao Chen with tears in her eyes, which showed her deep admiration for Xiao Chen's medical skills and strength, and her sincere joy for her father's recovery.

Fang Qingxue's eyes were flashing with uncontrollable surprise, her lips trembled slightly, as if she had thousands of words to say, but in the end, they only turned into a heartfelt admiration: "Strong, too strong." Her heart was stirred by waves that were difficult to calm down, and her admiration for Xiao Chen surged like a tide.

She couldn't help but think silently in her heart, regardless of Xiao Chen's martial arts skills, his medical skills alone were enough to amaze people. Those seemingly simple silver needles and massage techniques seemed to have the power to bring the dead back to life in Xiao Chen's hands, which made people sigh at his superb medical skills, which had simply reached the pinnacle.

"He's saved!" Fang Qingxue silently repeated this sentence in her heart, tears flashing in her eyes, which were the joy and excitement of her father's imminent recovery. She clenched her hands tightly, feeling the unprecedented hope and strength in her heart.

At the same time, the Western Region's Wuji Swordsman also realized Xiao Chen's extraordinaryness. He suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Jin beside him, his eyes full of confusion and vigilance: "Who is that boy?" There was a hint of urgency in his tone, and it was obvious that he had a strong interest in Xiao Chen's identity.

The reason why Ma Kuang did not take action immediately was because he was not sure about Xiao Chen's identity.

He knew very well that Xiao Chen was able to produce such a precious elixir as the Resurrection Pill, so his status and position must be very high, and he might even be higher than Ma Yuanchao. If he rashly offended Xiao Chen, coupled with the previous grievances with the Ma family, he would probably be in endless trouble.

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"His name is Xiao Chen!" Yan Jin's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a heavy weight. His face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it, and his eyes were fixed on the ground, as if he was recalling some unbearable past.

He knew that his identity and mission were extremely sensitive at the moment, because the higher-ups had clearly issued an order to kidnap Xiao Chen. And he had indeed seen Xiao Chen's photo, and that young and cold face left a deep impression in his mind. (End of this chapter)