The Magical Needle of a Thousand Illusions was a needle that could move freely at one's will.
If one reached the peak of perfection, he or she could explore life and death, reverse yin and yang, change the course of events in the universe, and probe into the origin of everything.
When Lu Jiu Que saw such a description in her first life, she thought it was absurd. That day, she finally understood why no matter how much she studied it, she had never been able to master the spirit of the Magical Needle of a Thousand Illusions.
It turned out that the problem didn't lie with her, but rather, with the needle!
It had to be a spiritual tool to feel the beckoning call of its master and move according to her consciousness, right?
Gently, she closed her eyes. Lu Jiu Que could feel the silver needles that were closely connected to her. The corners of her mouth raised gently, and she made a sneaky gesture. Her movements seemed to glide, as gentle and light as a spring breeze across the surface of a lake.
The trio, including Shopkeeper Yue, arrived in a jiffy, one after another. They were dumbstruck by the scene that greeted them and forgot to react.
Yan Chai Hall's ancient and stately main room was filled with silver light as a set of ninety-nine needles was swept up into air. They revolved around the young man like flower spirits dancing in the air.
They were leaping at the young man's fingertips and traveling around his long hair.
Some were nimble, some were mischievous, some were docile, and others were exuberant.
The room filled with shiny ripples, and the ground looked to be made of splendid brilliance, housing a cycle of brightness and creating a shocking realm.
Such a scene was so beautiful that it made people's hearts tremble and shake.
"I'm not… seeing things, right?!"
"No… You must not be seeing things… Because I see it too…"
"Old… Old… Old Lei… How many silver needles did you make in one set?"
"Ninety-nine…"
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Ninety-nine!
There were really ninety-nine?!
The three strong men exchanged looks with each other, all wishing they could pinch themselves to see if they were in a dream!
Ninety-nine silver needles… This young master could actually manipulate all ninety-nine silver needles at the same time?!
They originally thought that when controlling the needles to save people, Lu Jiu Que would merely be controlling one or two silver needles at the same time and that the treatment would be administered to one person at a time.
This was because, essentially speaking, every silver needle was considered its own spiritual tool. Even if they were supplementary to one another and came together to form a single set of spiritual tools, it would definitely be very difficult to override and control all of them at the same time.
So, even if one had a set of spiritual tools, the owner of these spiritual tools would still follow the proper order and make steady process by gradually increasing the number of tools being controlled.
Vainly attempting to manipulate too many at once would only backfire against one's own spiritual power. Who knew, it could even cause one to become an idiot for the rest of his or her life.
This young master had actually manipulated ninety-nine silver needles at the same time! This meant that he could override and dominate ninety-nine spiritual tools at the same time!
Great heavens! Dear lord! AH!
He was using ninety-nine spiritual tools at the same time!
If this scene hadn't unfolded right before their very eyes, they wouldn't have believed it, even if they were beaten to a pulp and threatened! Ahhhhh!
Was this not actually a strong, mega-perverted, and demonic psychopath?
Ah, ah, no wonder he had been able to become an apostle of His Excellency, the Son of God…
At this point in time, the three men didn't dare to doubt Lu Jiu Que's identity any longer. They were crushed by her perversely abnormal talent and truly wished they could kneel before her.
When she had completely familiarized herself with the silver needles, Lu Jiu Que simply opened her eyes. Her black pupils were brimming with starlight, as though they had captured the entire galaxy.
"Go…" Lu Jiu Que gently ordered, and her fingertip moved. The silver needles accurately penetrated the bodies of the people who were moaning in pain.
Within an instant, the noisy shouts stopped abruptly.
Then Lu Jiu Que clenched both fists and shouted another order. "Retract…"
The moment her voice was heard, ninety-nine silver needles flew back to Lu Jiu Que's side, making whooshing sounds along the way.
Her feet moved lightly, and her sleeves fluttered in the air. She was actually retracting every single one of the needles individually.
While releasing and retracting the tools, her movements were as graceful as drifting clouds and flowing water.
From start to end, the corners of her mouth were curved into a faint smile that showed her confidence and self-restraint. It was like this was nothing worth bragging about, so she could do it with a relaxed and tranquil state of mind. This made the three men respect her even more than before.