Look for Me to Extend Your Life!

"Why not!" Guo Yi shook his head. "It's his good luck for chancing upon me. I'll save him."

"Hold on!" the middle-aged man called out.

Guo Yi looked at the latter, and impatience flashed through his eyes.

"How sure are you?" the man asked. Clearly, he did not trust a stranger who had just popped out of nowhere.

"A hundred percent." Guo Yi snorted. It's just a minor affliction, what's so difficult about it?"

"Madness!" Master Liu sneered." Even if my master, Zhang Yuansu were here, he would not dare claim a hundred percent success."

"If you don't want my help, that's fine by me." Guo Yi turned to leave.

"Dad, Grandpa's dying," the sobbing girl pleaded. "He's already at this stage, let him try. What's the worst that could happen?!"

Elder Tang was wheezing now, and that was not a good sign. If care was not taken, he could die at any time.

"Fine, give it a go." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth as he took a leap of faith.

"Please, save my grandpa!" the girl begged in tears.

Guo Yi was, however, not in a hurry. "There should only be three people in the room."

Everyone looked at each other.

"Out!" the middle-aged man ordered.

Master Liu stood still, and the middle-aged man did the same, while Chen Anqi fidgeted nervously.

The crying girl wanted to stay but was chased out by the middle-aged man.

With almost everyone gone, the room seemed much wider.

Guo Yi slowly walked over as he loosened a pouch tied to his waist and pulled out a black silken cover.

*Whoosh…*

With a stroke of his hand, he flipped the black silken cover over, and rows upon rows of silver needles appeared before them.

"Silver needles?" Master Liu was slightly surprised.

To be able to pull out silver needles meant that the boy was a master at the craft. But to use silver needles to save Elder Tang's life was not that simple. Master Liu was a master of the Xinglin School and was well-versed in using silver needles.

He had learned the Yuansu Eighteen Needles technique, which could cure many stubborn ailments. Plus, he had also used silver needles to extend Elder Tang's life many times now and had reached a dead end.

Guo Yi held his long, thin fingers out as he pressed them against a needle.

*Whoof…*

A flick later, it landed on Elder Tang's forehead with pinpoint accuracy as if he had manipulated the needle through the air.

Master Liu's eyes widened, and his were not the only ones. Even the middle-aged man beside him was so stunned that he was at a loss for words. Chen Anqi's lovely eyes were glued on Guo Yi. After eight years apart, he… had changed into someone she did not recognize anymore. Mystery surrounded his very being.

*Whiff! Whoof…*

Another dozen needles were flicked out, and they landed without any error. The depth of the needles were all equally accurate.

In an instant, Elder Tang's eyes, ears, nose, and throat were sealed as Guo Yi took inhaled and gently touched Elder Tang's tianling point.

*Ding…*

A series of spiritual circles rippled as a small amount of black blood appeared at the tip of the twenty-one needles he inserted.

"This…" Master Liu was totally taken aback.

"Master Liu, that's…" The middle-aged man was totally out of his depth.

"My goodness!" Master Liu's eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. In disbelieving shock, he said, "That's the Immortal Golden Needles. It… It's a technique written in the ancient tomes, and he… he actually knows it!"

The Immortal Golden Needles...

As its name implied, it was an acupuncture technique passed down from the times of the Immortals and was the essence of the Esoteric Scripture of the Yellow Emperor.

According to legends, the Immortal Golden Needles had long been lost, so… where did this boy come from?

Master Liu could not be bothered about that anymore as he tried to recall how Guo Yi deployed the needles. However, no matter how hard he tried, he simply could not recall them and had to give up.

Elder Tang was already beyond cure, but Guo Yi's use of the Immortal Golden Needles was a method to prolong his life.

After all, Elder Tang was already ninety, and his bodily functions had already reached their limit. Master Liu's ability to keep him alive for a year was already good enough, but his lucky stars were with him today since he met Guo Yi. As a result, the needles allowed him to live on for a while longer.

"Retract!" Guo Yi commanded

The twenty-one needles then retracted before he carefully put them back into his silken cover and stowed them away in his pouch.

Elder Tang, who was clinging onto his last breath moments earlier, let out a blackened breath as he slowly stirred. Color started to return to his cheeks.

"Dad, you're awake?" The middle-aged man was shocked.

"I had a dream that I was wandering about Hell's Gate!" Elder Tang looked at his son in confusion, his eyes tired.

"It's all thanks to this young mister here who saved your life!" The middle-aged man could not control his emotions.

Elder Tang looked at Guo Yi.

The boy was young, yet his eyes was deep, and he could not see what kind of person he was.

The old man had gone through plenty of trials and tribulations. As one of Jiangnan province's military leaders, he had fought many battles and been wounded many times. His medals and merits were numerous. He was one of the only surviving old cadres, and he had seen many people in his lifetime. The Tang Family, on the other hand, was one of the largest clans in Jiangnan province.

"Thank you, young man." It was always good karma to speak well before one's death, as Elder Tang looked on genially at Guo Yi. That was even more so now when Guo Yi had saved his life.

"You're welcome." Guo Yi's expression was cold as ever. "It's your good fortune that we met."

"I…" Elder Tang was stunned.

While he did owe the youngster a debt for saving his life, but Guo Yi's proudness in his speech and the imposing aura he exuded made him slightly doubtful.

Nevertheless, a capable youngster like him should by right be that way.

"I have only temporarily preserved your life." Guo Yi looked at him with an impassive look. "If you want to live, look for me in Xiandaihuafu to extend your life."

His prideful aura and posture were telling.

To extend his life?

With the Tang Family's influence in Jiangnan, it was people who came to cure Elder Tang. Who dared to actually get him to look for someone to extend his life? Guo Yi was probably the only one who would say something like that to the Tang Family?

The number of people who wanted to treat Elder Tang was enough to circle the globe, and Guo Yi? He, instead, asked the former to look for him after three days. How conceited!

Looking at the shocked Master Liu, Guo Yi placed his hand behind his back and looked at him imposingly. "Do you submit?!"

"I submit!" Master Liu looked down and dared not say otherwise.

In the world of medicine, masters were all identified based on skill, not age. Since Guo Yi's skills and techniques far surpassed his, Master Liu could only submit to him. Plus, it was not considered shameful for him to seek tutelage from Guo Yi.

"Hmph!" Guo Yi snorted before he pulled a stunned Chen Anqi away from the scene.

"Young master, can I have your name, please?" The middle-aged man ran over.

"I'm Guo." Guo Yi did not turn his head back.

"Guo… Master Guo it is," the middle-aged man said. He was someone with the ability to get Master Liu to willingly submit to him. If he was not a master, what else would he be?

His face ashen, Liu Guoyi looked on at Guo Yi's back as he departed. The former was just a twenty-plus-year-old young man, while he was already in his sixties.

Liu Guoyi had been trained as a physician since he was young, and his master was Zhang Yuansu. He had followed his master all around the land since fifteen and seen countless afflictions as well as diseases. At the age of twenty, he completed his studies and inherited the Yuansu Eighteen Needles technique. At the age of thirty, he left his master to venture out himself. By forty, he was already a master, with people giving him names like the Xinglin Master and Hua Tuo Incarnate. By fifty, people even gave him the epithet, Sage Liu, a person who could snatch someone from the hands of Yama, the King of Hell.

Yet today, he totally lost to a twenty-year-old youngster. Bitterness filled him.

"Master Liu!"

"No!" Liu Guoyi shook his head. "From today onwards, I am no longer Master Liu."

As he said that, Liu Guoyi left with a conflicted expression.