Chapter 17 Zi Zhu Magic Needle (Part 2)_1

Xiang Luan suddenly laughed, said, "What are you two doing? It looks like you're in a matchmaking session. Ye Yinzhu, what brought you to us? Haiyang came back pretty late last night after dropping you off. When I asked her what she was up to, she wouldn't say. Did you bully her or something?"

"I, I..." Ye Yinzhu was unsure whether his behavior could be considered as bullying Haiyang the night before, he was at loss for words for a moment.

"Sister Xiang Luan, don't tease him, he's a good person," Haiyang finally interjected. Her voice was still cold, but it betrayed a hint of disarray in its icy chill.

Xiang Luan laughed, "So you're defending him. Ye Yinzhu, speak up! What are you here for?"

Ye Yinzhu took a deep breath, suddenly realizing that these girls were formidable, each one more than the last. Speaking to them felt like an easy run-in for mockery, "I came to thank Senior Haiyang for her care yesterday."

"No need for thanks, it was you who first saved us during the competition," Haiyang faintly replied, her gaze back to normal.

"Also, I would like to try and see if I can cure the scars on your face," Ye Yinzhu hurriedly added.

"What did you say? Can you cure Haiyang's face?" Xiang Luan looked at Ye Yinzhu in astonishment, delight brimming in her beautiful eyes.

Haiyang, however, looked horrified, her gaze swiftly turning cold, "Just go. I don't need your treatment." Even Sura, standing behind Ye Yinzhu, could feel the chill emanating from her. She decided to chastise Ye Yinzhu silently, thinking he was an idiot for bluntly bringing up a girl's most painful point. Haiyang clearly had a strong self-esteem. Wasn't this bringing trouble to himself?

Ye Yinzhu naturally couldn't understand the mindset of a girl. He hurriedly said, "Senior Sister Haiyang, I may not be fully confident, but I can try. You must have been injured on your face. We are classmates, and I just want to help you."

Just as Haiyang was about to refuse, Xiang Luan interjected, "Haiyang, since he dared to come to you, maybe he really does have a way? Let him try it."

Haiyang sighed softly, understanding that Ye Yinzhu didn't intentionally hit her sore spot. The coldness in her eyes subsided somewhat as she said in a low voice, "No need. Since I was young, whether it's doctors or Light Mages, haven't I had enough people treat me? I don't want to be disappointed once more. Ye Yinzhu, thank you for your kindness. Just go."

Ye Yinzhu didn't expect Haiyang to be so distant, "Senior Sister, I just want to help you. The scars on your face are likely caused by the corrosive damage from Dark Demon Magic and may even carry a curse. Although this magic can be cleansed with Light Magic, the damage already caused cannot be cured with Light Magic. It requires the restoration of facial meridians and subsequent care to potentially heal completely. I want to try clearing your facial meridians. If I succeed, there is at least an 80 percent chance your countenance will be restored."

Haiyang looked more surprised at Ye Yinzhu, and her rejection wasn't as apparent. Xiang Luan quickly urged, "Haiyang, let him try. He brought a miracle to the Divine Music Department. Perhaps, he could bring one to you too?"

Haiyang's eyes struggled for a moment before she slowly nodded, "Alright. What should I do?"

Ye Yinzhu pointed to a sofa nearby, saying, "Senior Sister Haiyang, please have a seat."

Haiyang, as instructed, sat down. Xiang Luan and Sura stood on either side, equally eager to see how Ye Yinzhu planned to treat Haiyang. It must be noted that the corrosive damage caused by Dark Demon Magic is the hardest to treat. Furthermore, the scars on Haiyang's face were the result of a curse-inflicted spell.

Ye Yinzhu walked in front of Haiyang, raising his hand gently to brush her long black hair, always hanging in front of her face, behind her ear. The simple action made Haiyang's body shudder slightly. Although Ye Yinzhu's hand didn't touch her skin, she could clearly feel the warmth from his hand, especially his focused attention on her, making Haiyang feel a sense of unease. Her deepest pain and regret were now completely exposed in front of this man she was not very familiar with. Despite having positive feelings towards him, Haiyang's heart was filled with complex emotions.

"I... I don't want treatment." Haiyang tried to drag her long hair back in a state of panic, but was stopped by Xiang Luan on the side, "Behave, Haiyang. Perhaps this is a real opportunity." Xiang Luan comforted her, using her other hand to block Haiyang's view of Ye Yinzhu. This helped Haiyang to relax slightly.

Ye Yinzhu looked closely at Haiyang's face, as focused as if he was looking at an ancient zither. On Haiyang's right face, about eighty percent of the region had shriveled skin and muscle. The surface skin was an horrific dark red, making it terrifying to look at. Although the corrupt and cursed effects of the Dark Demon Magic had been removed, the vast damage could not help but stir up Ye Yinzhu's intense sympathy. He could entirely envision the pain that Haiyang must have suffered based on the scars on her face.

A faint yellow light emerged from Ye Yinzhu's right hand, and carefully, he touched Haiyang's scarred face with his four-fingered right hand.

Haiyang's face was cold, but Ye Yinzhu's hand was warm. When he touched her scar, her body suddenly started to tremor, a warm sensation gradually spreading from her cheek, rolling and dispersing around her scarred area like a stream of water.

"It's worse than I thought, some of the energy channels have already died." Ye Yinzhu took his hand back, his face becoming somewhat serious.

Xiang Luan hastily asked, "So, can it still be cured?"

Ye Yinzhu nodded and said, "Let me try. But it would need multiple treatments to have a chance of being cured. Haiyang, soon you might experience some pain and itching, please bear with it." As he spoke, he pulled up his trouser leg.

Sura and Xiang Luan both noticed a band of cloth-like material tied to Ye Yinzhu's right leg. He took it off and handed it to Sura, signalling him to hold it carefully. It was then that Sura realized that it was a pouch, and there were long small compartments emitting a pale purple glow.

Ye Yinzhu took a purple long needle the length of about three inches from the pouch, placing it between his right index and middle fingers. The body of the needle was purple and the two ends were extremely sharp. The whole body of the needle was glowing with a soothing purple light.

Xiang Luan, somewhat surprised, asked Ye Yinzhu, "What are you doing? What is the purpose of this needle?"

Ye Yinzhu replied, "This is the Zi Zhu Magic Needle. It is exclusive to a batch of bamboo from my home known as the blue sky and sea. Around the Bamboo of Life in the center of the blue sky and sea, there grow eighteen Zi Zhu bamboos. They have a hardness similar to iron, and hold vast life force and Power of Taihe from nature. Each Zi Zhu has a bamboo core that can be made into needles after specific procedures. There are eighteen Zi Zhu Magic Needles in this pouch, which can be used to treat some ailments using my family's medical techniques."

A while ago, after Ye Yinzhu lost the Space Ring, causing the Five Ancient Zithers, the Zither Sect's Treasure, to be lost at the same time, he was relatively fortunate that he carried all of the Zhu Sect's treasures with him. Those treasures were the Green Silk on his wrist and Zi Zhu Magic Needle tied on his leg. Although they seemed inconspicuous, they are all irreplaceable treasures within the Zhu Sect. Ye Li, fearing that his grandson may face losses outside, had given him these treasures and hadn't told Ye Zhong about it. In his last year at the blue sky and sea, Ye Yinzhu's main focus was to study the Green Silk and Zi Zhu Magic Needle, using his exceptional concentration and intellect.

Startled, Xiang Luan exclaimed, "Could this be the legendary Divine Needle Puncture Therapy? I thought this medical technique was lost long ago?"