Urban Immortal Lord

"You really don't know your place, huh? Trying to act all high and mighty in front of Master Lin? You try to treat him, do you even know any medicine?"

As soon as Xia Tian finished speaking, the middle-aged man hurriedly sneered at her, shouting, "Get out of here! You're not welcome here, you little liar!"

"If you dare say another word, I won't hesitate to cut your tongue out. Don't believe me? Try me!" Xia Tian's eyes turned cold as he spoke in a chilling voice, his spiritual power already circulating within him, ready to strike at any moment.

Even a clay figure has a temper, let alone Xia Tian. Xia Tian was too lazy to argue with this middle-aged man before, but that doesn't mean he didn't have a temper; it just means he hadn't crossed Xia Tian's bottom line.

However, the middle-aged man had been nagging incessantly from the beginning until now, and Xia Tian didn't mind giving him a profound lesson.

After Xia Tian finished speaking, the middle-aged man unexpectedly did not dare to make any more sarcastic remarks. Perhaps after seeing Xia Tian's fierce gaze, he immediately backed down, fearing that Xia Tian would really cut off his tongue.

"Um?"

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Xia Tian with a puzzled expression, and then said, "I have been practicing medicine for decades and have seen many difficult and complicated cases. The patient's leg injury is a chronic condition that has been present for thirty years. If I may be so bold, there is absolutely no possibility of a cure."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't know where this seemingly ordinary boy got his confidence from, but out of politeness, he still told him his diagnosis and his doubts.

"The old man lives in seclusion, thinking himself to be a peerless doctor. Little does he know that Chinese medicine is vast and profound, with mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people." Xia Tian said calmly. Perhaps Lin Zhiyuan was indeed a peerless doctor to ordinary people, but in his eyes, that was all.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan was about to get angry when Xia Tian continued, "I wonder if the old man has heard of controlling needles with qi?"

"Using Qi to control the needles!"

When Lin Zhiyuan heard Xia Tian utter the words "using Qi to control needles," a huge wave surged in his heart. He suddenly remembered what his master had told him on his deathbed when he was young: the four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine—observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation—were only the most basic diagnostic methods, while the highest level was using Qi to control needles!

Unfortunately, Lin Zhiyuan had studied traditional Chinese medicine his whole life, but he had never seen the legendary theory of using qi to control needles. He even suspected that it was just his master talking nonsense on his deathbed.

But today, when he heard the young man in front of him say "controlling needles with qi", Lin Zhiyuan felt a glimmer of hope.

"I didn't bring any silver needles with me. Does Huichuntang have any?"

Xia Tian didn't care about the old man's shock. If he hadn't been so eager to obtain this 500-year-old red ginseng, he wouldn't have easily revealed his strength.

You should know that Xia Tian received the medical skills "Nine Needles of Life and Death" from the Hermit of Wangchuan, which is an unparalleled acupuncture technique that can bring the dead back to life and heal flesh and bones.

This kind of resurrection technique is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. If it were exposed to the public, it would inevitably bring Xia Tian endless trouble, which is something he desperately wants to avoid.

"Yes, yes, yes, young friend, please wait a moment." Lin Zhiyuan had long since disregarded his image. Knowing that Xia Tian was about to administer acupuncture, he quickly said to the middle-aged man, "Xiao Wu, go to the inner room and bring out my set of silver needles for the young friend to use."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't wait to see if Xia Tian really knew the legendary "using qi to control needles" technique. Although he didn't want to believe it, he was more excited and hoped that this young man could create a miracle!

Soon, the middle-aged man returned from the inner room, carrying an antique wooden box, which he handed to Lin Zhiyuan.

"Young friend, this is a set of silver needles passed down from my ancestors. It has been passed down for over a hundred years in my generation." Lin Zhiyuan handed the wooden box to Xia Tian and said modestly, "I hope you won't disappoint me. You really can control the needles with the legendary Qi."

Xia Tian accepted the wooden box without any hesitation, and then opened it in front of everyone. Inside the box were twenty-four silver needles, all arranged in a vertical row and inserted into a piece of golden silk.

"These silver needles are of good quality." Xia Tian nodded and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Young friend, would you like the acupuncture needles sterilized?" Lin Zhiyuan reminded Xia Tian as he prepared to pick up the needles. He was worried that Xia Tian might not know that acupuncture needles need to be sterilized at high temperatures before use, which is common knowledge in acupuncture.

"No need for that trouble," Xia Tian said with a smile, then turned to the old lady and said, "Grandma, I'm going to give Grandpa acupuncture to treat his leg injury. This process will take about ten minutes. Please step back a little."

Upon seeing this, the elderly woman quickly stepped aside.

At this moment, Xia Tian took out a needle with one hand, held it between his index and middle fingers, circulated his spiritual power to his fingertips, and then raised his hand and swung it out. The silver needle accurately pierced a certain acupoint on the old man's thigh.

Immediately afterwards, under everyone's gaze, Xia Tian threw out three silver needles, all of which accurately pierced the old man's legs.

Lin Zhiyuan was captivated and thrilled just by watching Xia Tian's skill in using flying needles to identify acupoints; he knew he could never achieve that level of skill.

"Controlling needles with qi! This is actually the legendary skill of controlling needles with qi!" Lin Zhiyuan muttered to himself, sighing, "I never imagined that I would witness the legendary skill of controlling needles with qi in my lifetime. My life is truly fulfilling!"

Soon, twenty silver needles were inserted into the old man's legs, and Xia Tian then used them to insert the last four needles into the Baihui acupoint on the front of the old man's head.

After doing all this, Xia Tian also felt powerless. Just now, he used the acupuncture route of the "Nine Needles of Life and Death" to not only clear the meridians in the old man's legs, but also secretly infuse spiritual power into the hardened bones. In particular, the last four needles directly opened the old man's Baihui acupoint, the purpose of which was to dispel the turbid qi that the old man had accumulated over the past thirty years.

"what……"

Summer had just finished administering acupuncture when she heard the old man in the wheelchair suddenly shout, exhale a long breath of stale air, and his face immediately lit up with a radiant glow.

"Old man, how are you? Are you alright?" Upon seeing this, the old woman quickly ran over to ask the old man.

"Old woman, I feel my legs again, and it seems I can walk again," the old man said excitedly, and then he was about to stand up.

"Sir, you might as well stand up and walk a few steps now, but remember, you must not remove the silver needles from your leg," Xia Tian said slowly. "After five minutes, the silver needles can be removed, and then your leg injury will be healed."

After receiving Xia Tian's affirmation, the old man carefully stood up and, with the help of the old woman, slowly walked forward.

"A miracle doctor!"

"My God, what am I seeing? That old guy actually stood up!"

"Miracle doctor, please take a look at me, I'm sick too!"

……

In an instant, the entire Huichuntang was in an uproar, and everyone looked at Xia Tian with fiery eyes.

"Master, please accept this old man as your disciple!"