Chapter 17 Zi Zhu Magic Needle (Part 3)_1

Ye Yinzhu did not answer, just smiled slightly. With a wave of his right hand and a flash of purple light, the Purple Bamboo Needle in his hand was already gently pricking Haiyang's right cheek.

A slight sting, accompanied by a slightly numb feeling, didn't cause Haiyang much discomfort. Hearing Xiang Luan's cry of surprise, she couldn't help but ignite a sliver of hope in her heart. If it were really possible to heal the scar on her face, then...

"Senior Haiyang, could you remove your top?" Ye Yinzhu wiped his right hand, and took out another two Purple Bamboo Needles from the cloth bag.

"What?" Haiyang, Xiang Luan, and Sura all cried out in surprise at the same time, their eyes looking at Ye Yinzhu becoming somewhat weird.

Ye Yinzhu fiddled with the Purple Bamboo Needle in his hand, helplessly saying, "My needle technique is not very skilled, and I don't understand the female body very well. I can't apply the needle through clothes, as it could be dangerous. To treat the meridians in Senior Haiyang's face, it is necessary to start from the upper body where the source of the facial meridian is."

Without thinking, Xiang Luan said, "How can this be done? This way, Haiyang's body would be completely exposed to you. No, this is absolutely not acceptable." As she spoke, she stood diagonally between Ye Yinzhu and Haiyang, blocking his approach.

Sura repeatedly nodded, saying, "That's right. How could you look at a girl's body?"

Ye Yinzhu looked at Haiyang. By now, Xiang Luan's hand blocking her eyes had dropped. Their four eyes met, and from Ye Yinzhu's clear eyes, Haiyang didn't see any lewdness. All she saw in those pure eyes was sincerity.

Biting her lower lip lightly, the always cold eyes of Haiyang revealed a trace of determination. She remembered the scene of the final battle with the Wind Attribute Student, where Ye Yinzhu had faced a Green Dragon alone, fearlessly protecting them. His sincere and pure gaze, calm and fresh aura, only ever conveyed trust to those around him.

"Alright, I'll take it off." Haiyang pulled Xiang Luan away from her, took a deep breath, and started to undo the buttons of her white dress.

"Haiyang, how can you ..." Xiang Luan rushed to hold her hand, speaking anxiously.

Haiyang sighed lightly, "Sister Xiang Luan, didn't you just say it? Maybe this is an opportunity. If he truly knows the healing techniques from the legends, perhaps this is my last chance. I am willing to try. I trust Ye Yinzhu's character."

Xiang Luan slowly let go, her beautiful eyes only showing compassion, "Ye Yinzhu, it's up to you."

Ye Yinzhu felt somewhat excited. Haiyang's trust filled all over his body, making him feel incredibly energized. His Zhu Douqi circulated slowly within him, and rhythmic breathing gradually calmed his mood. In treating Haiyang, there could be no mistakes. The meridians of a person's face are extremely complex, and once there is a problem, not only will Haiyang's face not recover, but she may not even be able to make expressions afterward.

"Why aren't you leaving yet? Trying to take advantage?" Xiang Luan glared at Sura who was still behind Ye Yinzhu.

"Oh." Sura was stunned at first, then cast a somewhat complicated look at Ye Yinzhu, before passing the cloth bag to Xiang Luan, "Yin Zhu, I'll wait for you outside."

One button undone, two buttons undone. As the top of the long dress was gradually opened, Haiyang's slender and charming neck was slowly revealed. The faint virgin fragrance, carrying a touch of sweetness and cold scent, stimulated Ye Yinzhu's senses.

Finally, all the complex buttons were undone. Haiyang had her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. Her hands were slightly shaking as she slowly pulled off her top, making it gently slide down. Her snow-white skin was increasingly exposed, and the body scent emitted from her became more obvious.

Ye Yinzhu had a calm look in his eyes, his breathing didn't even quicken at the sight of Haiyang's exposed skin. He knew nothing of romantic intimacy, regarding Haiyang's skin that was as fair and transparent as snow, his heart was simply too astonished.

Haiyang's dress had finally been removed from her upper body, lingering around her waist, leaving only a bandeau to guard her firm fullness. Ye Yinzhu thought, Senior Haiyang's chest muscles are incredibly strong! Luckily, he remembered Anya's earlier caution and didn't voice his thoughts.

Her snow-white arm, like a lotus root, the soft, feminine lines of her shoulders, she looked so delicate. Her slender waist looked like his hand could encircle it, presenting perfect curves which from any angle, were the masterpiece of the creator.

"Should, should I continue...?" Haiyang's hands lightly pressed onto her bandeau, asking nervously.

"No need, this is fine as it is." Ye Yinzhu's reply made her sigh with relief, her eyes were tightly shut and with her rapid breathing, her full chest rose and fell regularly.

Ye Yinzhu stepped forward, his clear and bright gaze hardened, "Senior Sister, no matter what you feel, do not move, you absolutely cannot move. I'm going to start."

Sura stood outside the door, and at that moment, he realized his mood wasn't good. He wasn't sure whether it was because Ye Yinzhu had seen Haiyang's naked upper body, or because of his conversation with Ye Yinzhu earlier. He didn't know why, but his mood had become rather vexed. Just then, the sound of Xiang Luan's voice emerged from the villa.

"Ye Yinzhu, you have made Haiyang take off her clothes, if you can't pull through, don't blame me for being uncourteous."

"Hey, can you be more gentle? Remember, she is a girl. Be careful, be very careful, can't you see that Haiyang is frowning?"

"Ye Yinzhu, that thing you have is long and thick, are you sure it's okay to put it in? Will there be any bleeding?"

Hearing Xiang Luan's voice constantly emerging from inside, Sura felt a sudden surge of warmth all over his body. Although he knew they were doing something else inside, his years of wandering across the continent inevitably led his thoughts astray. His face flushed then paled, if not for his current identity, he would have burst in immediately.

Gently pressing on the waist belt, a squarish little box with faint radiance appeared between his hands. His gaze was somewhat blurred, as if echoing the words Ye Yinzhu said: The beauty or ugliness of a person is not absolute. If a girl's appearance is stunning, but her heart is not good, she is still ugly.....

"Yinzhu, perhaps I'm the one with the not-so-good heart you were talking about." With a flash of light, the box disappeared again, feeling the cold and loneliness of the night, Sura's face gradually turned cold too.

"Elder Sister Xiang Luan, can you please keep quiet? I can't concentrate with you talking." Ye Yinzhu was really somewhat unable to tolerate Xiang Luan who was next to him anymore. He had been about to do acupuncture several times, but each time was hindered by Xiang Luan, as if Haiyang was porcelain, which would shatter with a touch.

Xiang Luan flushed, she also felt that she had talked a bit too much, "Then you must be careful."

With Xiang Luan's interruption gone, Ye Yinzhu finally could focus. Two faint purple glows shot from his hands and silently sank into Haiyang's shoulders, leaving only a small part of the needle tip exposed. What's astounding was, Haiyang seemed to have no sensation of the needles at all, her body remained motionless.

Although Ye Yinzhu only had eight fingers, they were extraordinarily agile. This was because of his constant zither-playing practice when he was learning the method of the Zi Zhu Magic Needle therapy, which made his progress twice as effective. At this moment, his eight fingers moved rhythmically, continuously pulling out Purple Bamboo Needles from a cloth bag and swiftly inserting them into Haiyang's body. Including the needle on her face, there were three in total. In Ye Yinzhu's Zi Zhu Magic Needle technique, this was called Three Needles to Calm the Spirit.

The tensed expression on Haiyang's face gradually relaxed, the atmosphere around her body also became much softer, the whole person was in a hazy and blurred state.