Chapter 17

"Xiaoye, do you have something else?"

Seeing Ye Qiu turn back, the Dragon King felt a bit puzzled and asked in confusion.

Ye Qiu said, "I just thought of a method that might be helpful for your condition."

"Oh?" The Dragon King's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What method?"

"Acupuncture!"

Upon hearing this, the light in the Dragon King's eyes instantly dimmed.

"Xiaoye, thank you, but in my current state, acupuncture won't work."

Over the years, the Dragon King had consulted countless renowned doctors and had even tried acupuncture to treat the poison, but it had been of no use.

Ye Qiu said, "Dragon King, the acupuncture technique I mentioned may not be able to remove the poison or cure your body, but it can help prolong your life."

"I don't have much time left, so why waste effort... What did you say? Prolong life?"

The Dragon King suddenly realized and looked at Ye Qiu in shock.

"Yes, it can help prolong your life," Ye Qiu said.

"Are you joking with me?" The Dragon King was somewhat skeptical.

After all, the art of prolonging life only existed in legends and TV dramas; in real life, no one had ever heard of such a secret technique.

"I'm not joking; I'm being completely serious," Ye Qiu said with utmost sincerity.

The Dragon King scrutinized Ye Qiu for a moment and, seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, asked, "How long can it prolong my life?"

"If everything goes well, it can extend your life by one month."

"Only one month..." The Dragon King's face showed disappointment again.

Is there any difference between seven days and one month?

No difference.

It's just a matter of waiting to die.

Zhao Yun, who had been by the Dragon King's side for so many years, immediately understood the Dragon King's thoughts and quickly advised, "Dragon King, since Ye Qiu has this ability, let him help prolong your life!"

"Although one month is not long, it can buy you some time."

"Perhaps within this month, we can find someone to cure your poison."

"Easy to say! In nine whole years, I have consulted so many renowned doctors, and not one of them could diagnose my condition. Do you think we can find someone to cure my poison in just one month?" The Dragon King had no hope.

Over the years, he had learned a lesson: the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Every time he found a renowned doctor, the Dragon King would be excited and have great confidence in the doctor, but the result was always disappointment.

Zhao Yun continued to persuade, "Dragon King, in nine years, we have seen so many doctors, and none of them could diagnose your condition. But Ye Qiu, who just arrived today, saw it at first glance. Now he can help prolong your life. What does this mean? It means you are not meant to die."

"Let Ye Qiu prolong your life!"

"I believe that good people will have good fortune. Within this month, there will surely be a turning point. Ye Qiu, isn't that right?"

Zhao Yun winked at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu understood and also advised, "Dragon King, don't hesitate anymore. Let me prolong your life!"

The Dragon King said, "There's not much difference between seven days and one month. Moreover, dying earlier would be a relief for me. You don't know how unbearable the pain in the middle of the night is; it makes life worse than death!"

Ye Qiu said, "Dragon King, I forgot to tell you earlier. Once the life extension is successful, the abdominal pain will immediately disappear."

"Really?" The Dragon King was skeptical, "Without removing the poison, how can the pain disappear?"

"That's the magic of this acupuncture technique. Although it can't remove the poison, it can prolong life and alleviate pain."

"If it's true that the pain will stop, then we can give it a try."

Zhao Yun quickly said, "Ye Qiu, the Dragon King has agreed. Hurry up and perform the acupuncture to prolong his life!"

"Do you have silver needles?" Ye Qiu asked.

"We have them at home. I'll go get them." Zhao Yun quickly ran into the house and returned with a medicine box.

Opening the box, there were silver needles, alcohol, disinfectant cotton balls, and everything else needed.

Ye Qiu first used tweezers to hold a disinfectant cotton ball, then poured alcohol on it, and subsequently picked up a silver needle, wiping it with the alcohol-soaked cotton ball to disinfect it.

He did this for nearly three minutes, disinfecting all the silver needles.

"Dragon King, turn your back to me and take off your shirt," Ye Qiu said.

The Dragon King immediately complied.

Ye Qiu reminded, "When I insert the needles, it will be quite painful. If you can't bear it, just shout!"

"Don't worry. Over the years, I've endured abdominal pain every day. The pain from the needles is nothing."

"Shall I start?"

"Go ahead!"

Whoosh—

Ye Qiu quickly inserted a needle into the Dragon King's Dazhui point.

Two seconds later.

Ye Qiu asked the Dragon King, "Do you feel anything?"

"A bit numb, a bit painful, and it's getting more painful, aaaaah... it hurts!"

The Dragon King shouted.

Zhao Yun was frightened and asked, "Ye Qiu, will the Dragon King be okay?"

"Don't worry, this is a normal reaction."

Ye Qiu picked up another silver needle and quickly inserted it into the Dragon King's Shendao point.

"Ahhh..."

The Dragon King's scream was even louder.

Next, Ye Qiu inserted a needle into the Dragon King's Lingtai point.

The Dragon King suddenly stopped screaming.

"Do you feel better now?" Ye Qiu asked.

"Yes," the Dragon King nodded. The first two needles had almost taken half his life, and sweat was pouring down his forehead.

"From now on, it won't hurt, and it will even help regulate your body's yin and yang balance."

Ye Qiu continued to insert the needles.

The fourth needle went into the Zhongyang point.

The fifth needle went into the Zhongshu point.

The sixth needle went into the Jizhong point.

The seventh needle went into the Jueyin Shu point. The eighth needle went into the Sanjiao Shu point.

The ninth needle, the Mingmen point!

The acupuncture was complete.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The Dragon King's back, where the purple vein had been, suddenly disappeared, as if it had never been there.

Phew—

Ye Qiu let out a long breath.

It worked!

"How do you feel now?" Ye Qiu asked the Dragon King.

"I feel much better. My body is warm, just like before I was poisoned. It's very comfortable. Xiaoye, what kind of acupuncture is this? It's so amazing?"

"This is the Nine Needles of Reviving Yang, which can regulate the body's yin and yang balance and replenish vital energy."

"You're really amazing, to have mastered such a powerful acupuncture technique."

Ye Qiu smiled, thinking to himself, it's not that I'm amazing, but that the old ancestor of the Ye family is amazing!

The old ancestor of the Ye family had passed on so many things to him, and any one of them was an incredible skill. He wondered just how powerful this old ancestor of the Ye family had been in life.

"Ye Qiu, did the life extension work?" Zhao Yun asked nervously.

"It worked," Ye Qiu said. "The Dragon King will be fine for one month."

"That's good." Zhao Yun let out a sigh of relief.

At that moment, Ye Qiu's phone suddenly rang.