The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 666: Seven Needles Fall, Illusions Appear

Afterward, Tang Bosheng immediately informed Ye Chenfeng of the last two Seven Star Life Renewal Needles and asked, "Sir, do you want to take a few days to fully grasp the final two needles? I can stay at Zhen Tian Gate temporarily."

Ye Chenfeng had already mastered the first five needles of the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles. Upon learning about the last two from Tang Bosheng, he realized that they were derived from the previous five. He mentally practiced the complete set of needle techniques before saying, "There’s no need to wait a few days. Although I don’t know if using the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles at their highest efficiency will actually wake up my aunt, let’s give it a try now!"

Ye Chenfeng’s hasty actions caused Tang Bosheng to frown slightly, and in the eyes of Tang’s disciple Wang Yandong, Ye Chenfeng’s arrogance had reached an extreme. He had taken a dislike to Ye Chenfeng all along! After all, Ye Chenfeng was about the same age as he, yet Wang Yandong, the recognized prodigy of the Ghost Doctor Sect, naturally harbored immense pride. Now that even his master, Tang Bosheng, was treating Ye Chenfeng as an equal, didn’t that mean he was being belittled in Ye Chenfeng’s presence? This was something he could not accept. freewebnøvel.coɱ

"Kid, do you think the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles are just some ordinary acupuncture technique? You think you can perform them just like that? And saying that when the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles are used to the level of ’perfection,’ there will be an illusion of the Big Dipper? Stop spouting nonsense here," Wang Yandong said coldly.

"Yandong, don’t be rude," Tang Bosheng scolded. Although he also disapproved of Ye Chenfeng’s hastiness, he knew the Ghost Doctor Sect’s records on the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles indicated that indeed, an illusion of the Big Dipper would appear when the technique was mastered to the highest realm. Yet no one in the Ghost Doctor Sect had ever reached that level, and since Wang Yandong had not even started learning the technique, he thought Ye Chenfeng was babbling nonsense.

"Chenfeng, do you want to take Sun Boyi’s suggestion and spend a few days mastering the last two needles?" Sun Boyi also asked. He knew the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles were the unique method of the Ghost Doctor Sect and that Tang Bosheng was a true medical fanatic. If in the end Ye Chenfeng, his great-grandson, couldn’t perform the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles, Tang Bosheng would likely turn against them immediately, and the initially good relationship between Zhen Tian Gate and the Ghost Doctor Sect might completely sever, which Sun Boyi did not wish to see.

Ye Chenfeng shrugged nonchalantly, took out his acupuncture kit, which he carried with him, and pulled out a lighter. He sterilized the silver needles using the lighter, showing with his actions that he did not need to spend time mastering the last two needles.

Those present were disappointed to see Ye Chenfeng using such a rudimentary method with the lighter to heat and sterilize the silver needles. It seemed far from the practice of a highly skilled expert. However, recalling how Ye Chenfeng had miraculously rejuvenated Sun Meixin’s failing organs in a short span of time, they regained some confidence in him.

But Tang Bosheng and Wang Yandong, seeing Ye Chenfeng use the lighter to sterilize the needles, wore expressions of dissatisfaction. Tang Bosheng believed that every step of acupuncture was crucial, and to him, Ye Chenfeng’s approach was treating the art as child’s play. He couldn’t help but feel a growing anger inside him.

Wang Yandong burst into mockery, saying, "The Divine Doctor really lives up to his name! I want to see how you’re going to perform our Ghost Doctor Sect’s Seven Star Life Renewal Needles. I’ll warn you, my master hates being deceived the most. If you deceive him, not even Zhen Tian Gate will be able to protect you."

As Ye Chenfeng continued to heat the needles one by one, Wang Yandong’s continuous nagging buzzed in his ears. Ye Chenfeng’s level ten Soul Force burst out, and he shouted at Wang Yandong, "Shut up."

Wang Yandong, with his measly Heaven Rank Lower Grade strength, could not withstand the force of Ye Chenfeng’s level ten Soul Force. The layers of formidable aura struck him, causing his whole body to shiver violently, his face turned pale as death. He felt as if he had skirted the edge of death, and feeling a warmth in his crotch, a yellow liquid seeped through soaking his pants.

Standing next to Wang Yandong, Tang Bosheng had also felt the aura emanating from Ye Chenfeng. Fortunately, the aura was not directed at him, so he managed to maintain his composure. Looking towards Ye Chenfeng, who was sitting by the bed, his eyes conveyed a trace of fear, and he thought to himself, "This boy, how is this possible? Judging by the aura just now, his strength is beyond Heaven Rank Middle Grade? No, if that force had been aimed at me, I probably couldn’t withstand it, which means this boy’s strength is above Heaven Rank High Grade?"

"He’s only how old? I recall Senior Sun just said he’s from the Secular World, right? Such a prodigy should only be nurtured by mysterious top-tier forces, right? No, perhaps even those mysterious top-tier forces couldn’t produce such a monstrous talent."

A cold sweat broke out on Tang Bosheng’s back. He had actually been considering killing Ye Chenfeng if he failed to perform the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles. With this bit of his own strength, he understood that if he really made a move against Ye Chenfeng, he would surely be the one to die.

Tang Bosheng let out a slight sigh, and when his gaze fell upon Wang Yandong, with yellow fluid streaming down his trousers, his face turned fiery red with embarrassment. Wang Yandong was his disciple, and now, had his disciple actually wet his pants just from being roared at by Ye Chenfeng? It was a disgrace that reached all the way back to his ancestors.

Witnessing Wang Yandong wetting his pants, Sun Boyi, Sun Yang’an, and others at the scene shook their heads helplessly. It was as if Wang Yandong was plucking hairs from a tiger. Even Sun Boyi, who had broken through to the Initial Stage of the Innate Realm, was no match for Ye Chenfeng. How could Wang Yandong, someone at the Low Grade of Heaven Rank, dare provoke Ye Chenfeng time and time again? He was practically asking for trouble!

As Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli saw Wang Yandong wetting his pants in public, Sun Hengfei couldn’t hide the schadenfreude grin on his face and whispered to Sun Xiaoli, "Do you think this guy’s self-perception is a bit too high? Of all the people to provoke, he just had to provoke our formidable brother. He got what he deserved for being scared enough to wet his pants. Aren’t you feeling quite refreshed right now? Every time he visits the Tremor Sect, he clings to you, since he’s one of your most devoted suitors."

Sun Xiaoli rolled her beautiful eyes at Sun Hengfei and said in a low voice, "Do you think Ye Chenfeng can perform the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles of the Ghost Doctor Sect?"

"How would I know? All I can say is that our brother is incredibly badass," Sun Hengfei said nonchalantly.

Seeing his disciple Wang Yandong in such a sorry state, Tang Bosheng was just about to scold him and have him change his trousers, but just then, Ye Chenfeng started his move, and the words Tang was about to say got stuck in his throat as he watched Ye Chenfeng with unblinking eyes.

All the people present stared at Ye Chenfeng without blinking.

Ye Chenfeng pinched the silver needle with his fingers and channeled his Soul Force into it. The silver needle, now covered in Soul Force, seemingly vanished into thin air. Without hesitation, Ye Chenfeng inserted the first needle into Sun Meixin’s head. None of those present saw any illusions of the Big Dipper.

Then came the second needle, followed by the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh needles. Still, no one saw any illusions. Tang Bosheng, who had been watching intently from beginning to end, was a bit disappointed. He could tell that Ye Chenfeng was indeed using the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles, but it was not what he had hoped to see. Yet even so, he was helpless against Ye Chenfeng’s abilities.

After all seven needles were inserted into Sun Meixin’s head, beads of sweat had formed densely on Ye Chenfeng’s forehead. He too found it very strange; by all accounts, his use of the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles had become very skilled, and he had reached a certain level of proficiency. Could it be the last two needles that were problematic?

At that moment, when Ye Chenfeng was at a loss, a small expanse of night sky gradually appeared above Sun Meixin. In the pitch-black night sky, seven twinkling points could be seen, clearly arranged in the pattern of the Big Dipper.

Ye Chenfeng had manifested the highest efficacy of the Seven Star Life Renewal Needles.

Seven needles dropped.

The illusion emerged. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)