Before anyone could react, Han Yuan retreated three or four feet, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth, staining the ground.
And in the next second, the top of the Tang suit he was wearing, like a knife twisting in pieces, fluttered down leisurely, revealing his wrinkled but no less pale upper body.
At this moment, only to see Ling Yi's wrist lightly rotating, after his thumb clasped his middle finger, he flexed his finger towards Han Yuan, and a hidden silver needle sped towards Han Yuan's heart and lung veins.
Han Tao thought that Ling Yi was going to be unfavorable to his father and subconsciously wanted to block, but before he could get close, he was shocked by the forceful qi that swept through the silver needle and flew backwards.
"Stop! Master Ling is stabbing me with a silver needle!" Han Yuan had seen a lot after all and recognized Ling Yi's tactics at a glance.
Just how could he not expect that Ling Yi, at his young age, was proficient in silver needle stabbing, and still stabbing through the air!
Previously, he still had doubts about Ling Yi's identity as a martial arts master, after all, Ling Yi was too young, but now that he had seen this hand of his, stabbing points in the air, the original few doubts in Han Yuan's heart had completely dissipated.
When Han Tao heard his father's words, the look on his face immediately turned from worry to joy, and then to deep shock and regret.
"So it turns out that human power can actually achieve this level! If I had known that there really are martial arts masters in the world who have internal energy that is externalized, I would not have been distracted when I was practicing with Wu Qian!"
Ling Yi sat on the sofa, one hand resting on the backrest and crossing his legs, one hand flexing his fingers and flicking them in succession, a silver needle stabbing into Han Yuan's body with precision and accuracy as if with navigation.
As a silver needle of aura pierced in, Han Yuan's body, which was originally covered in wrinkles, was actually stretching out at a speed visible to the naked eye. The color of his skin also changed from being dull at first to becoming lustrous.
Even though Han Ruoxue didn't know anything about medicine, seeing this scene she, too, knew that her grandfather's body was gradually improving.
Inwardly incomparably excited, she then looks at Ling Yi, only to see that he stabbed the acupuncture point in the air as if he had it at his fingertips, and that dashing and casual appearance, as if it was a brand, was instantly imprinted in her mind.
She just watched Ling Yi in a daze as he flexed his fingers in a dreamlike manner.
By the time all two hundred and fifty-eight silver needles had been stabbed into Han Yuan's body, three or four minutes had passed.
Ling Yi withdrew his right hand and looked at it, shaking his head with some disappointment.
Seeing this, Han Ruoxue woke up as if from a dream and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Master Ling, is something wrong with the treatment?"
Ling Yi shook his head and shrugged it off, saying, "There's no problem with the treatment, your grandfather is already cured."
"So you just shook your head ...?"
"It's that your grandfather's body base is too weak, I didn't dare to strike hard, making me stab more than two hundred extra needles to cure him, wasting true qi." Ling Yi said with great heartache.
It was said to be true qi, but it was actually aura, but Han Ruoxue definitely wouldn't understand if it said aura.
He was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining now, and his dantian hadn't formed a qi cyclone yet, so these auras were using a little bit less, plus they were all hard to come by, so could he not be heartbroken?
And Han Ruoxue was once again shocked beyond words when she heard this.
If she had just counted correctly, Ling Yi had stabbed a total of two hundred and fifty-eight needles through the air, and as a result, he said that he had stabbed more than two hundred more needles, so wouldn't that mean that originally, it only took dozens of needles, or even a dozen or so needles, to cure Grandpa's many years of persistent illness?
"Is this the strength of the Sovereign Realm?" Han Ruoxue was confused, and she felt like her knowledge of martial arts had been refreshed.
Immediately after Ling Yi closed his hand, a nanny brought Han Yuan a brand new top.
After Han Yuan put it on, he came to Ling Yi with flying steps, bowed deeply towards him, and said in a strong voice, "Master Ling's kindness of re-creating, Han Yuan will never forget it!"
"A show of hands." Ling Yi waved his hand.
He wasn't being polite, because he had really just lifted his hand.
"By the way, the Eight Section Brocade continues to be practiced, it's good for you. I just opened a few acupoints for you in passing, so I estimate that in another month or so, your cultivation will be able to advance further."
Ling Yi spoke carelessly, but the three members of the Han Clan were thunderstruck.
One must know that Han Yuan's cultivation has been stuck in the Inner Strength Great Achievement Realm for decades now, no matter how hard he tries, he can't make another inch of progress, and as a result, Ling Yi casually stabbed more than two hundred needles, and not only did he cure his persistent disease, but also incidentally boosted his strength all the way up?
That's the Inner Strength Perfection Realm!
How many martial artists have spent their entire lives as the ultimate goal!
It was so easily realized by Ling Yi?
"Pfft."
Han Yuan is so excited that he directly kneels down to Ling Yi, "Master Ling is above, please accept Han Yuan's obeisance! Master Ling's great favor is something the Han family will never forget for generations to come!"
"It's not that serious, Wu Qian protected my wife and daughter once, I'm returning the favor, two clear." Ling Yi said casually, lifting his hand across the room to help Han Yuan up.
"Master Ling is too polite, Wu Qian was just blocking a slap, how can it be compared to Master Lin's recreational favor to the Han family? It's my Han family that owes Master Ling too much." Han Yuan insisted.
Ling Yi shook his head and asked with a smile, "They are my wife's daughters, is this weight heavy enough?"
When Han Yuan heard this, he instantly sweated like rain and hurriedly bowed low and cupped his fists, "Forgive me, Master Ling, it's Han Yuan who is old and foolish and said the wrong thing."
Han Ruoxue's entire body was also tense, as if she had fallen into an abyss.
Qi Shiyun and Xiao Xiao were his scales, no one could belittle them, not even a word of abuse!
She had seen Ling Yi's methods of dealing with Yellow Hair with her own eyes, and she was still chilled to the bone even now.
Ling Yi waved his hand and laughed, "Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything else, I just simply feel that nothing can compare to the slap that Wu Qian blocked! I'm just healing your injuries and it's two clear, counting it's still me earning."
Hearing this, the Han family's grandparents and grandchildren were relieved.
They also once again figured out Ling Yi s temperament ---- Wife and daughter are more important than everything!
"Pfft."
Without warning, Han Tao knelt down, "Master Ling, can you also stab me with a few dozen needles, I also want to go one step further and step into the threshold of an Inner Strength martial artist!"
What Han Tao had asked for on this knee, whether it was Han Ruoxue or Han Yuan, was never expected.
With black lines all over their faces, they teamed up to lift Han Tao off the ground.
Han Yuan even splits his head and scolds, "You simple goods, you did all you could to be lazy when practicing in the first place, and now you dare to be rude in front of Master Ling, believe it or not, I'll skin you!"
Ling Yi is also not going to be able to be made whole by this kneeling of Han Tao, seeing that Han Yuan is about to make a move to beat up Han Tao, he hurriedly stops him, "It's alright, no need to be concerned about it. In addition, it's not that I don't help you with the silver needle stabbing points, it's that your base is weaker than your father's, and even if I reduce the measurement of the true qi any more, if one needle goes down, you won't be able to withstand it, and then explode and die."
Hearing this, Han Tao completely despaired, paralyzed on the ground to the sky and wailed, "Uncle Qian, ah Uncle Qian, why didn't you be tougher on me in the first place? Alas ... Uncle Qian misjudged me!"
Han Ruoxue hated to find a hole in the ground at this moment, and hurriedly led Ling Yi out of the living room and towards the backyard of the villa.
"Your father has always been so ... cute?" On the way, Ling Yi couldn't help but ask with a curious smile.
"He's not usually like this, he should be seeing that there are shortcuts to martial arts practice, so he wants to be lazy and try it out." Han Ruoxue's cheeks blushed slightly and said with some embarrassment.
Ling Yi didn't dwell more on this topic, but asked, "Is there something else to bring me here?"
Han Ruoxue nodded, then reached out to beckon a suited bodyguard, who immediately took out a black bank card from his pocket and handed it to Han Ruoxue.
After Han Ruoxue took it, she waved off the bodyguard before handing the card to Ling Yi, "There's fifty million dollars here, please accept it with a smile, Master Ling."
This bank card was what Han Ruoxue had asked Wu Qian to prepare for him the day she realized that Ling Yi could possibly be able to make pills.
According to her thoughts, even if Ling Yi does not know how to make pills, but as long as he is invited to come to see his grandfather, then he has to pay the consultation fee. After all, he is a martial arts master, so he still has to have this kind of honor.
However, Ling Yi shook his head and said, "I am indeed quite short of money lately, but one size does not fit all, and I came over today just to return the favor, that's all."
When Han Ruoxue heard this, her favorable impression of Ling Yi rubbed off on her.
With the strength of the Zong Shi realm, but also so scrupulously abide by the bottom line and commitment, such a good man, it is really difficult to find out the second ah!
Moreover, I heard Grandpa Wu say that he had already divorced Qi Shiyun, so I had to seize the opportunity to do so!
I just don't know if I deserve him.
Thinking about this, Han Ruoxue couldn't help but feel a bit frustrated.
However, she also knows that if Ling Yi says he doesn't want it, he won't want it even if she tries to force it, so she doesn't force it, but smiles and says, "Then I will first keep it for Master Ling, when you need it, feel free to contact me."
Ling Yi nodded, not bothering with more words on this matter, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
"Master Ling wait a moment, there's something else I'd like you to take a look at."