My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

The old-fashioned wall clock in the living room ticked away, which was quite annoying.

The second hand has just completed one full rotation, which is a total of sixty seconds.

Su Qingyuan stood frozen at the bedroom door, her fingers crumpling the hem of her clothes, her eyes red like a little rabbit's, and she didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Su Zhenhai, sitting next to him, had his legs crossed and was leaning back on the sofa, his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

A distant relative whispered in his ear, "Just wait and see. This kid will go in, pretend to touch things a couple of times, and then he'll slink out of there saying, 'I did my best.'"

"Hmph! Trying to run? No way!"

"We must kick him and Su Qingyuan out of the Su family today!"

"Exactly! Doctor Li himself sentenced him to death, how could he possibly save him? I'd rather twist my head off and use it as a chamber pot!"

Su Manni chimed in shrill voice, her eyes glaring venomously at Su Qingyuan's retreating figure. "Hmph! We'll just wait and see if she still has the nerve to hold onto her shares!"

Zhao Zhenyu clutched his waist and got up from the ground, half of his body still twitching with pain.

"Dare to kick me? Wait till he gets out, I'll make him crawl out of here on his knees! A nobody with no connections dares to act tough in front of me, he's got a death wish!"

Just as the group was getting into the swing of things, the bedroom door clicked open from the inside.

Ye Xunhuan, with an orange-flavored lollipop dangling from his lips, yawned with his eyes half-closed. He leaned against the door frame as if he had just finished shopping and was returning home. One hand was in his pocket, and the other hand was scratching the back of his head. He exuded a relaxed vibe of "just woken up".

"All done, all done. That old man in the house, he can take another eight hours of nap, and when he wakes up he can eat two braised pork knuckles."

A casual remark, like saying "The weather's nice today," exploded like a rocket in the living room, causing an immediate uproar.

"What?!" Su Zhenbang was the first to react, staggering as he rushed into the inner room, his voice trembling as he cried out, "Dad! Dad, what's wrong?"

Li Xuandao was taken aback at first, then stroked his beard and chuckled, his face full of arrogance and cold snort:

"That's utter nonsense! Her heartbeat and pulse had completely stopped. I checked her pulse myself; how could she suddenly come back to life?"

"I think you've gone mad, daring to joke about the old man's remains!"

He strode inside with his hands behind his back, already having a plan in mind: he would expose the kid's trick and embarrass him in front of everyone.

As soon as Li Xuandao stepped into the inner room, he froze instantly, as if he had been frozen in place.

Grandpa Su lay peacefully on the bed, his chest rising and falling steadily with his breathing, the rhythm as even as could be.

His face, which had been ashen, was now faintly flushed with color.

The electrocardiogram monitor on the bedside table was displaying regular waveforms and making crisp beeping sounds; it showed no signs of exhaustion whatsoever.

Li Xuandao's pupils contracted sharply, and he rushed to the bedside in three quick steps, placing his trembling hand on the old man's wrist for a pulse.

The pulse under his fingertips was steady, strong, and powerful, stronger than that of many middle-aged people. How could he be a dying man?

His gaze suddenly swept towards the old man's chest, where several silver needles, as thin as hair, were precisely inserted into several major acupoints. The ends of the needles were trembling slightly with an extremely subtle amplitude, and a pure and gentle aura slowly seeped into the meridians along the needle shaft.

"This...this is...the Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle?!"

Li Xuandao's voice cracked on the spot, and he trembled uncontrollably, like a duck being choked.

He attended the National Traditional Chinese Medicine Ceremony with his master and had seen Bai Suxian perform this acupuncture technique once from afar.

At that time, a renowned medical master who was on the verge of death was pulled back from the brink of death by this acupuncture technique, bringing him back to life and shocking the entire medical community!

That's a legendary divine skill!

It is a supreme treasure in the medical field!

He thought he would only ever catch glimpses of these words in ancient books and fragments, but today he actually saw them in the hands of a young man in his early twenties!

No wonder this kid immediately claimed that Fairy Bai Su was his third master!

How could this be a charlatan?

This is a top-tier, highly respected senior figure in the medical field!

He just made some outrageous remarks, saying that no one was even worthy of carrying his shoes?

Looking back now, I realize I was the one who was jumping around like a clown.

With my meager skills, I wouldn't even dare to carry someone's shoes without my hands being rough enough!

Li Xuandao stood there, his face turning red, white, and green in turns, as if he had been dyed, before finally turning into deep shame.

He took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, turned around and strode out of the inner room.

To everyone's astonishment, this renowned master of traditional Chinese medicine from the capital knelt down before Ye Xunhuan with a thud, his attitude utterly respectful.

"Senior Ye! It was I, Li, who was blind and ignorant, unaware of my own limitations, and offended such a venerable elder!"

"I have been practicing medicine for fifty years and thought my skills were decent. But today, after witnessing the master use the Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle, I realize what it means to be outmatched and to be truly exceptional."

"My skills are far inferior to even one ten-thousandth of yours, senior. I am ashamed! Truly ashamed!"

Upon hearing this, the entire Su family mansion fell into a deathly silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes wide as saucers and their mouths agape enough to fit an egg.

Li Xuandao?

A renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor from the capital?

The legendary Physician Li, whom even the most powerful and influential figures in Kyoto fawn over?

In front of so many people, kneel down and call Ye Xunhuan "senior"?

Su Manni's mouth was agape, unable to close for a long time. Her face, which had been sharp and sarcastic just moments before, was burning with pain, as if she had been slapped more than a dozen times.

Su Zhenhai's sinister smile froze on his face, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he cried out in shock:

"Dr. Li? Are you mistaken? This kid is just a good-for-nothing with no status or background! How could he possibly..."

"Shut up!" Li Xuandao turned around abruptly, shouting sternly, his beard bristling and eyes wide, his temper fiercer than anyone else's.

"Senior Ye's medical skills are divine; he is a master among the most skilled physicians of our time! How dare you insult him? If it weren't for Old Master Su's sake, I would tear your mouth apart right now!"

"Dare to insult Senior Ye? I will use all my connections to wipe out the second branch of the Su family!"

Doctor Li is now terrified that Ye Xunhuan will take his anger out on him, and he wishes he could sever all ties with Su Zhenhai on the spot.

The person who received the Nine-Turn Rejuvenating Needle personally taught by Fairy Bai Su is someone that even the entire medical community in the capital would not dare to offend, let alone a minor national medical master like him!

Ye Xunhuan, with a lollipop in his mouth and a disdainful expression, said, "Oh dear, did you hurt your back?"

"Although I am considered your senior in the medical field, there's no need to kneel on such a rare occasion, especially since it's not a holiday."

He tilted his head and glanced at Li Xuandao's white beard, then chuckled.

"Alright, seeing that you're kneeling quite sincerely, you don't need to kowtow anymore!"

"Your old knees are so stiff, I feel sorry for the floor when you fall on them. It'll be a real hassle to clean them up later."

"Remember this—don't show off when you go out in the future, or you'll get struck by lightning."

"Yes, yes, yes, senior is right!" Li Xuandao nodded his head like a pecking at rice, obediently shrinking into the corner and becoming a background figure, not daring to even raise his head.

The slap in the face was so loud it made everyone's ears ring.

The relatives from the collateral branches who had just joined Su Zhenhai in making trouble all shrank back, wishing they could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Even the renowned physician Li is completely submissive to him, so how could Ye Xunhuan be considered a good-for-nothing?

This guy is a real master who pretends to be weak while actually being strong!

Su Qingyuan's heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled down. Her eyes welled up with tears, and they involuntarily fell again, but this time, they were tears of joy.

As she watched Ye Xunhuan's nonchalant back, her heart felt filled with something warm and comforting.

This man always manages to effortlessly provide shelter for her when she is at her most desperate and helpless.

But at that moment, Su Zhenhai's eyes darted around frantically, and he decided to fight a desperate battle.

He suddenly raised his voice, pointing into the inner room and shouting, "Don't be fooled! This is definitely a deathbed rally!"

"What Nine-Turn Resurrection Needle? I think it's just sorcery and evil magic! Dad's already eighty-three, his life is nearing its end, how could he suddenly come back to life?"

"That kid must have used some unorthodox methods to temporarily stabilize Dad's breathing. He can't hold on for even half an hour; Dad still has to leave!"

He took a big step forward, spitting as he vigorously incited the relatives around him.

"Use your brains! There's no such thing as bringing the dead back to life in this world!"

"This makes no sense at all! He just wants to use this as an excuse to help Su Qingyuan stabilize the situation so he can continue to dominate the Su family's assets!"

"I think he's the one with ill intentions! He's deliberately using sorcery to bewitch everyone, actually plotting to seize our Su family's century-old legacy!"

Several of his distant relatives, whom he had bribed beforehand, immediately chimed in.

"Zhenhai is right! There's no way a dead person could come back to life. It must be a final burst of energy before death!"

"Exactly! That kid looks shifty and sneaky; he's probably up to some dirty tricks!"

"Don't trust him! Arrest him right now, don't let him get away!"

Seeing that he had regained control of the situation, Su Zhenhai's confidence surged, and he pointed at Su Qingyuan, shouting sternly:

"Su Qingyuan! You colluded with outsiders, using sorcery to deceive your clansmen in an attempt to control the Su family. Your intentions are despicable!"

"Now, in the name of the second branch of the Su family, I am immediately convening an extraordinary shareholders' meeting to remove you from all your positions and reclaim all the shares you hold!"

"And this bastard, break his legs and take him to the police station!"

"Let him know what happens when he insults Old Master Su and makes a fool of the Su family!"