Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 197 Purple Divine Nanmu Needle

"Go and check on your two disciples, how are they doing?"

"Is it about to break?"

Bi Shui flipped his hand, and two jade tablets appeared before him. One was unharmed, but the other had several tiny cracks.

Is this a sign of damage to the heart meridian?

How could this be?

How could a ghost town be so dangerous?

Tong Xu continued, "Bishui, I need to hurry and save my disciple! Failing the trial is fine, but losing his life would be a huge loss!"

Bishui stood up, "I'll go with you!"

.............

Ghost town.

"Hey, you two... why are you running so fast?"

Xuan Li chased after them, pushing Su Yu along as they ran, which was quite tiring.

As the person was about to disappear from sight, she finally shouted at the two of them, "Chen Yue is a doctor, are you sure you want to delay Mo Qinghuan's treatment?"

Physician?

Sun Sheng, who had been running recklessly ahead, finally stopped. He turned around, his reddened eyes fixed on Xuan Li.

You're saying she's a doctor?

Xuan Li gasped for breath, "Otherwise what? Who but a doctor would dare to just barge into this town rife with disease?"

How can you run so fast while carrying someone on your back?

She's exhausted!

Sun Sheng hesitated repeatedly, glancing at the array of runes a thousand meters away, then at Mo Qinghuan, who couldn't wait any longer. He gritted his teeth and rushed to their side.

"If you dare to lie to me, I will search the heavens and the underworld to make you pay with your lives!"

Xuan Li rolled her eyes, ignoring his grand pronouncements, and pushed him into the nearest deserted house.

Then she pulled Mo Qinghuan's hand and placed it on the armrest of the sedan chair, then gently brushed over Feng Siyue's hand and felt his pulse.

As time ticked by, Sun Sheng looked anxiously at Feng Siyue, who had been mostly silent, and asked, "How is he?"

"The spiritual power within my body is being devoured by a gray force, a force I have never seen before."

"A-Nian, has his appearance changed at all?"

Xuan Li glanced at it and said, "The wound is on the back, extending from the left shoulder to the spine."

She leaned closer and instinctively covered her nose. "The wound looks very deep; you can see the bone."

"The skin and flesh were bluish-black, as was the blood. The wound had many black lines all over it, which looked strange."

Feng Siyue thought for a moment, "Sun Sheng, take a look and see if it follows the trend of the spiritual vein."

Without a second thought, Sun Sheng tore open Mo Qinghuan's clothes.

On Mo Qinghuan's arm, black lines extended from the wound, following the flow of the spiritual veins, and were spreading towards her heart.

"Yes, head towards the heart!"

Feng Siyue closed her eyes, took out the needle case, and tried to use her mental power to activate it.

The air around the woman trembled slightly, and then several silver needles flew out of the needle case, before settling down.

Can one manipulate objects with spiritual power?

This is something that ordinary alchemists cannot do!

Sun Sheng looked at Feng Siyue with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Besides, she doesn't seem to have a storage bag on her, does she?

Is this a spatial ring?

"Arrange Mo Qinghuan in a cross-legged position."

Sun Sheng did as instructed.

Feng Siyue calmed down and used her ears to focus her mind.

After being promoted to Empress, her hearing improved significantly.

When you're close together, it's easy to hear the other person's heartbeat.

Feng Siyue tilted her head slightly, and the silver needles seemed to be imbued with power, swiftly and accurately piercing into the area around Mo Qinghuan's heart.

She had just exhaled when she heard the sound of the silver needle being crushed—very faint, yet very clear!

Mo Qinghuan felt a sharp pain in her chest and couldn't help but groan.

Feng Siyue's heart tightened. "The power within him is too strong; ordinary silver needles are useless."

"What should I do?"

Sun Sheng started to get anxious again.

Feng Siyue thought for a moment and then transmitted her voice to Qingqing, "Qingqing, I need to make a set of silver needles from the Purple Divine Bamboo."

"Okay, I'll get it for you right away."

Qingqing felt very guilty about Feng Siyue's injury.

So when it heard that she had a need, it immediately rushed to the side of the Purple Divine Bamboo, flapped its wings, and a section of Purple Divine Bamboo as thick as an adult's little finger floated in mid-air.

Qingqing exhaled a breath of fire, which slowly began to burn.

Purple bamboo is a rare treasure.

According to the records given by our predecessors, the Purple Divine Bamboo is incredibly hard and cannot be destroyed unless one possesses divine power.

It is an indispensable ingredient for breaking the Soul-Devouring Curse because of its existence and the principles of heaven and earth.

Even a trace of it could suppress this misty, evil energy.

Among the five medicinal herbs, Purple Divine Bamboo and Three-Leaf Ice Lotus are mainly for suppressing, Hao Divine Stone and Seven-Colored Scale Insect are mainly for killing, and Innate Spiritual Marrow is mainly for repairing. Each has its own function and clear division of labor.

She didn't have the Three-Leaf Ice Soul Lotus, and she couldn't use the Purple Divine Bamboo on her own. She could only melt Qingqing into a needle to temporarily stop the spread of this power.

Fortunately, she has a lot of Purple Bamboo, so she doesn't feel bad using it!

Before long, the new needle case appeared on Feng Siyue's knee.

Xuan Li glanced at it and found that it was a row of purple silver needles emitting golden light.

This is...…

"Sun Sheng, force the silver needles out of his body."

"it is good!"

Sun Sheng sat down behind Mo Qinghuan decisively, turned him around, and with a powerful slap, the shattered silver needles inside Mo Qinghuan's body shot out and embedded themselves in the roof beam next to him!

At this moment, Mo Qinghuan was delirious, and fine black scales were faintly growing on his cheekbones.

Xuan Li looked on, somewhat worried, "Chen Yue..."

Without further hesitation, Feng Siyue used his spiritual power to manipulate objects in the void, and once again inserted the Purple Divine Bamboo Needles into the most critical pulse points around his heart.