My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly flashed with cold light, and his aura instantly became icy and bone-chilling, as if the temperature in the ward had dropped several degrees.

It was Lü Wenhou again.

This bastard doesn't even spare an old man who can't even kill a chicken. He has no bottom line and is worse than an animal!

If it weren't for the fact that Marquis Lü Wen was currently in seclusion in the Zhongnan Holy Land, he would have wanted to storm the Lü family right now and make those bastards pay a bloody price!
Forcibly suppressing the murderous intent surging in his heart, Xiao Chen took out an ancient-looking silver needle pouch from his pocket. With a flick of his fingertips, several silver needles gleaming with cold light appeared in his palm.

The most urgent task is to save lives.

Moreover, today, he not only wants to save the old man's life, but also wants to let Lu Wenhou know that his insidious methods are nothing but the tricks of a clown in front of him!

"You all step aside," Xiao Chen said in a deep voice.

Zhou Keying and Zhou Fenfang quickly retreated to the corner of the ward, their eyes fixed on him, not daring to breathe.

With a flick of his wrist, Xiao Chen unleashed several streaks of cold light, shooting out like meteors and piercing precisely into the old man's acupoints! The needles trembled slightly, emitting a faint buzzing sound, and a faint grayish-black aura emanated from the needle holes, carrying a pungent, putrid smell.

A faint golden divine energy flowed from Xiao Chen's fingertips, his hand gestures changing unpredictably. Sometimes he would lightly pinch the end of a needle, and sometimes he would strike acupoints in mid-air. His movements were so fast that they were dazzling.

Although Zhou Keying and Zhou Fenfang couldn't understand the mystery behind it, they could clearly feel the sudden, solemn aura he exuded when he applied the acupuncture needles. It was a kind of majesty that controlled life and death, which made people involuntarily feel awe.

One's medical skills and demeanor reveal their character.

Whether they can truly snatch a life from the jaws of death will be revealed in a moment.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes slightly, his spiritual sense spreading out like invisible threads, meticulously controlling the trajectory of each silver needle and the output of his divine energy.

Suddenly, all the silver needles inserted into the old man's body simultaneously rotated half a turn to the right, their tails drawing neat, uniform arcs, and the buzzing sound suddenly became rapid!

"The needle follows the flow of qi... This, this is the long-lost 'Rejuvenation Hand'?!" Zhou Fenfang covered her mouth, her eyes filled with horror and disbelief, her voice trembling.

She had heard her grandfather mention in her childhood that there was a royal physician in the late Qing Dynasty who could manipulate needles with qi and reverse yin and yang, bringing the dead back to life with just a few silver needles. That amazing skill was called "The Rejuvenating Hand," which she had always thought was just a legend. But now, seeing it with her own eyes, Xiao Chen's technique was exactly as described in the ancient books!
Who exactly is this young man?

Where did this almost mystical medical skill come from?

Xiao Chen ignored the whispers behind him. This was a critical moment for saving the man, and he could not afford to be distracted. Three more three-inch-long needles appeared between his fingers. With a slight flick of his wrist, the silver needles, like three streaks of light, pierced the old man's three acupoints: the crown of his head, the crown of his head, and the glabella.

As the needles fell in formation, his divine energy surged forth, flowing and circulating along the path laid out by the silver needles, forming a faint golden net that enveloped the old man's entire body!

"The energy penetrates to the tip of a needle, the formation locks life and death... This, this is actually the 'Seven Star Soul-Locking Formation' recorded in ancient books!" Zhou Fenfang's voice trembled, and she almost couldn't stand up straight. "But, but this formation is only mentioned sporadically in incomplete medical books. No one in the world should have known how to use it long ago!"

"Auntie, what is the Seven Star Soul Locking Array?" Zhou Keying asked hurriedly in a low voice, her eyes full of anxiety and curiosity.

Zhou Fenfang's lips moved slightly, but she ultimately shook her head gently. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk about it, but rather that this matter had already exceeded common sense. This formation was rumored to be able to lock the soul of the dying and prolong their lifespan; even in myths and legends, it was a means of defying fate!
Xiao Chen was completely unconcerned about their shock.

What he was using at this moment was neither the "Rejuvenation Hand" nor the so-called "Seven Star Soul Locking Formation," but the "Defying Fate and Seizing Heaven Formation" that he had comprehended from the ancient Kunlun books.

The human body is a universe unto itself, and acupoints are like stars. Using silver needles as a guide, we reshape the internal energy flow; using divine essence as fire, we rekindle the dying flame of life.

Even if the King of Hell wanted to take his life, he would fight for it!
"The illness is gone,"

With a low shout, Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes, a golden light flashing in them, and pointed a finger at the old man's brow!

The powerful and abundant divine energy flowed into the old man's body through his fingertips, cleansing his meridians like a spring tide. Wherever it passed, the meridians that had been blocked by the poisonous internal energy were instantly cleared.

In an instant, his spiritual sense "saw" a cluster of purplish-black stagnant energy deep within the old man's heart meridian. It was the insidious internal energy left behind by Lu Wenhou, treacherous and ruthless, like a bone-deep carbuncle, constantly devouring the old man's last source of life force.

A cold glint flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he snorted coldly in his heart.

You dare to use such a paltry trick to embarrass yourself?

The divine energy instantly transformed into a blazing torrent, like a blazing sun, rushing straight towards that purplish-black mass!
"Disperse!"

A low shout, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

The purplish-black mass seemed to possess a spirit. Sensing the deadly threat, it suddenly split into dozens of thin streams, attempting to scatter and escape, seeking to penetrate the old man's limbs and bones, and completely sever his life force.

But in the end, it still fell into the trap that Xiao Chen had already set.

Xiao Chen had already used silver needles to set up a trap on the old man's body. Now, the needle array and true energy intertwined to form an airtight golden cage, completely sealing off all the escaping insidious internal energy!
"Trying to leave?" Xiao Chen's lips curled into a cold smile. "Tell that Marquis Lü Wen for me that his insidious methods are nothing but child's play in my eyes. If I ever see him again, I'll make him experience firsthand what it means to wish he were dead!"

Xiao Chen pointed his fingers like a sword and made a sweeping motion in the air!
A drop of crimson blood seeped from the fingertip, flowing in the air under the influence of divine energy, instantly drawing a profound and complex blood talisman. The runes writhed like living things, emitting a faint golden light, and were precisely imprinted into the core of the golden cage!

"Buzz!"

The moment the blood talisman touched the purplish-black aura, it suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, like the sun breaking through the night, instantly illuminating the entire ward as bright as day!

The sinister black aura twisted and churned violently, as if branded with a hot iron, emitting a silent, mournful wail, as if countless wronged souls were struggling within it. In just a few breaths, it melted and dissipated at a visible speed, like snow meeting boiling water, eventually turning into wisps of green smoke and disappearing without a trace.

Only a faint, acrid smell remained in the ward, mixed with the smell of disinfectant, proving that the invisible life-or-death struggle had truly taken place.

Xiao Chen slowly withdrew from his stance, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked out the window at the western horizon, a cold, icy smile curving his lips.

Marquis Lü, we'll settle this score slowly.

……

At the same moment, deep in the Zhongnan Mountains, outside an ancient courtyard shrouded in mist.

The members of the Lü family stood solemnly like pine trees, not daring to breathe, waiting for Lü Wenhou to finish his seclusion, hoping to share in a bit of the secret realm's opportunities.

At the forefront of the crowd, Lu Wenhou sat cross-legged on a bluestone platform, a faint black aura swirling around him—a manifestation of the Lu family's secret cultivation technique, the "Heart-Eroding Mantra." His aura was deep and concentrated, clearly indicating he was on the verge of a breakthrough. (End of Chapter)