Chapter 60

Under the night as calm as water, the Ye family gathered in Ye Chenshan and Ling Wanrong's room. At this moment, Ye Feng was about to treat Ye Chenshan's meridians. Everyone in the family, except for Ye Feng, was quite nervous. To avoid disturbing Ye Feng, Ling Wanrong took Ye Hao out of the room.

Ye Feng was only sixteen years old and had not studied alchemy for very long. Ye Chenshan had not been cured in the Central Empire, so he naturally did not believe that Ye Feng could treat him. However, how could he refuse his son's good intentions?

Ye Feng stood in front of Ye Chenshan, with a tray beside him. On the tray were dozens of gold needles, all specially made by Ye Feng, with the same size and specifications as those on Earth.

In this world, martial arts were flourishing, and although there were people studying the path of pharmacists, it was not in-depth. After all, the spiritual energy here was abundant, and illnesses were very rare. On Earth, however, with thousands of years of accumulation, the study of medicine and the human body was much more thorough.

Ye Feng calmed his mind, closed his eyes, and pondered for a moment. He then picked up a gold needle and inserted it one inch above his dantian, then inserted another needle three inches along the meridian, continuing to fill the entire meridian with needles.

Ye Chenshan was initially hesitant, but when he saw his son's technique, he was surprised. Ye Feng's movements with the needles were very graceful. Given the dense spiritual energy in his meridians, the gold needles should have been difficult to insert, but Ye Feng's needles always seemed to find the weakest points and pierce through.

In fact, what Ye Chenshan did not know was that Ye Feng was inserting the acupuncture points as described in traditional Chinese medicine.

After all the needles were in place, Ye Feng gently twirled them with his fingers. As he did so, streams of life-giving energy flowed through the gold needles into Ye Chenshan's body.

Since the last time Ye Feng entered the mental space, he suddenly discovered that he could control a small amount of life-giving energy. As he gradually gained more control, he could control more of it, which left him very puzzled, unsure of the reason.

Ye Chenshan sat cross-legged on the bed. Suddenly, he felt a pleasant, ticklish sensation in his meridians, and he could sense that his meridians were becoming stronger.

If his meridians had previously caused occasional pain and had some hidden injuries, now, after Ye Feng's treatment, he could feel that the spiritual energy flowed smoothly without any stiffness, which left him very surprised.

He did not believe that a single gold needle could produce such an effect, but the results were right before his eyes, and he could not deny them.

As Ye Feng continued the treatment, he felt the spiritual energy in his meridians becoming smoother and the meridians becoming stronger, which left him in disbelief.

"No, it's not the effect of the needles, it's... "

Suddenly, a look of shock appeared on Ye Chenshan's face. He had felt a weak stream of energy from the needles enter his body, repairing his meridians.

Time passed slowly, and after two hours, sweat beads appeared on Ye Feng's forehead, and his face turned pale.

He could currently control only a small amount of life-giving energy, and as a ninth-rank martial artist, treating Ye Chenshan required several times more life-giving energy than treating his own meridians.

The life-giving energy in Ye Feng's mind had long been exhausted, but he was not willing to give up halfway. He struggled to mobilize the life-giving energy in his mind, and at this point, his entire spirit seemed to be drained, making his head feel heavy. Ye Feng even had the feeling that if he continued to force the treatment, his head might explode.

"Just a little more, just a little more..."

At this moment, this was the only thought in Ye Feng's mind.

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, a loud rumble echoed in Ye Feng's mind. With each rumble, his consciousness instantly arrived in the mental space.

The large light ball in the center of the space began to rotate rapidly, and streams of white mist composed of life-giving energy separated from the light ball, quickly filling his entire mental space. The light ball remained the same size, showing no signs of diminishing, which left Ye Feng very surprised. He had previously worried about the life-giving energy running out, but now, it seemed that the life-giving energy was more abundant than he had imagined.

Ye Feng's consciousness was in the mental space, and he did not know that Ye Chenshan, inside the room, was staring at his son with a shocked expression, his mouth wide open.

Just as the light ball in Ye Feng's mind began to rotate rapidly, a flash of white light appeared on his body, though it was only for a moment, Ye Chenshan saw it clearly.

Especially when the white light appeared, Ye Chenshan felt a sudden sense of pressure, as if Ye Feng was a towering mountain that he had to look up to.

"Spiritual Practitioner..."

At this moment, this thought suddenly emerged in Ye Chenshan's mind.

"It can't be wrong, he must be a Spiritual Practitioner!"

Looking at his son, Ye Chenshan was extremely excited. He had never imagined that his son would be a Spiritual Practitioner. He knew the value of Spiritual Practitioners and had seen many of them. Each of them was invincible at their rank, and even defeating opponents of higher ranks was not a problem.

Moreover, every Spiritual Practitioner was the absolute core of their family. A Spiritual Practitioner was the key to a family's rise, especially when they reached the peak of True Spiritual Practitioner, they would be invincible.

Of course, Spiritual Practitioners, like martial artists, also depended on innate talent. The feeling Ye Feng gave him made him realize that Ye Feng's talent was not low.

However, what was this white spiritual light? He had never seen a Spiritual Practitioner with white spiritual light.

Spiritual Practitioners were divided into five types: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. He had encountered all five, but he had never seen a Spiritual Practitioner with white spiritual light, which left him puzzled.

However, these were not important now. With his eldest son becoming a Spiritual Practitioner, as long as there were no accidents, he would definitely become a powerful figure on the continent. It was said that their Ye family's ancestor was a Spiritual Practitioner, and it was this ancestor who founded the Ye family.

Suddenly, Ye Chenshan saw Ye Feng, who had been standing still with his eyes closed, open his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, a flash of white light appeared in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

In fact, this was also a sudden burst of power from Ye Feng, which he could not yet control, causing the white light to appear. Otherwise, no one would have noticed any difference in him.

At this moment, Ye Feng's spirit was restored, and his hands quickly twirled the gold needles. With his movements, streams of life-giving energy rapidly entered Ye Chenshan's body, repairing his meridians.

In just a short while, Ye Feng felt that Ye Chenshan's meridians were fully repaired, and he let out a long breath, removing the gold needles from his body.

After Ye Feng removed the gold needles, Ye Chenshan felt an unprecedented sense of comfort in his body. Even the stiffness and pain in his meridians when he practiced his cultivation techniques were completely gone.

If he could see inside his body, he would have noticed a layer of crystalline white light in his meridians. However, to see inside one's body, one needed to reach the True Martial Artist realm.

"Here it comes again..."

Just as Ye Feng put down the gold needles, he suddenly felt white light points mixed in the spiritual energy in his dantian and meridians. These light points were the life-giving energy left over from treating Ye Chenshan. Under the influence of this life-giving energy, the spiritual energy in his dantian and meridians began to circulate rapidly.

Ye Feng was not surprised by this. After each treatment with life-giving energy, he would experience this. The speed of his meridian circulation would increase tenfold, and the absorption of spiritual energy would be even faster. At this time, there was no limit to the number of cycles of circulation.

The intense spiritual energy entering Ye Feng's body gradually strengthened his spiritual energy.

As for Ye Chenshan, when he saw Ye Feng sit down to cultivate, he was about to stand up when suddenly, a surge of intense spiritual energy gathered around Ye Feng.

Seeing this, Ye Chenshan's face changed, and a look of shock flashed across it.

After all, in his eyes, Ye Feng could not cultivate martial arts. But now, with such intense spiritual energy being absorbed by Ye Feng, how could this be someone who could not cultivate martial arts? Even he, during his usual cultivation, did not absorb spiritual energy this intensely!

"Hmm?"

While Ye Chenshan was watching Ye Feng cultivate, he was worried that the intense spiritual energy might be too much for Ye Feng's meridians to handle, so he was ready to provide assistance at any moment. However, in just a short while, he was also surprised. He had not circulated his spiritual energy, but it seemed to be drawn by something and began to circulate on its own.

In fact, whether it was Ye Feng or Ye Chenshan, the circulation of their spiritual energy was driven by the life-giving energy.