Suddenly, the meridians within Xiao Yifei's body felt as if they were on fire, the unbearable itchiness overwhelming him. However, Xiao Yifei dared not relax. Despite the intense itch that was hard to endure, Xiao Yifei made every effort not to move. This was extremely difficult to bear, yet Xiao Yifei persevered. He endured the effect of the first silver needle, picking up the second one.

Using the same technique, Xiao Yifei accurately located another acupuncture point. Without any hesitation, Xiao Yifei inserted the needle again. Subsequently, Xiao Yifei grew increasingly adept, and with the shifts of his hands, all the Green-eyed Silver-tailed Needles had completely entered his body.

Initially, even a single needle was hard for Xiao Yifei to endure, let alone many at once. The itch inside Xiao Yifei had reached its peak, a matter of life and death. Xiao Yifei unshakably believed in the saying that one must first face death before rebirth; if he could withstand this, he would be reborn from the ashes.

With this mindset, Xiao Yifei forcibly remained motionless. Meanwhile, Liu Rui could not sense any of this suffering and could only worry on the sidelines, utterly unable to assist Xiao Yifei. However, Xiao Yifei neither dared to nor required Liu Rui's aid since this was a bodily reaction—how could an outsider possibly help?

Time ticked away, and yet the itch didn't subside. However, fortunately, Xiao Yifei had relied on his willpower to persist for quite a while. Yet it was uncertain how much longer Xiao Yifei could continue. By now, his body was drenched in cold sweat, as if he had been submerged in water.

After an unknown length of time, Xiao Yifei's clenched teeth suddenly loosened slightly; his whole body seemed to be nearing its limit. Xiao Yifei couldn't help but extend his hand to scratch his back—it was, after all, unbearably itchy.

However, this action messed things up. Instinctively trying to scratch the itch, Xiao Yifei immediately felt something amiss. The movement caused the silver needle in his back to shift, and the needle that was originally at a certain point had now deviated. Feeling this anomaly, Xiao Yifei was frightened into stillness.

Similarly, Liu Rui was startled when he saw Xiao Yifei reach out, but luckily, Xiao Yifei stopped moving thereafter, restoring himself to his original position. Despite this, the internal condition of Xiao Yifei's body had changed.

Due to the shift in the needle, the medicinal properties at the needle's tip began to rampage. This disruption in the medicinal flow was troublesome for Xiao Yifei, as the chaos among the medicinal properties indicated potential loss of control. Xiao Yifei panicked, for if all the medicinal properties became rampant, the consequences would be dire.

Stay calm, stay calm, Xiao Yifei continuously reminded himself, trying to compose his mind. His reminders bore some fruit as Xiao Yifei settled his mind, straining to control each acupuncture point to prevent the medicinal properties from rampaging. However, the initial thread of medicinal property was beyond his control, and disordered medicinal properties could be harmful to the body.

The rampage had caused minor injury within Xiao Yifei's body, externally manifesting as a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. Seeing this, Liu Rui was at a loss and hastily inquired, "Xiao Yifei, are you okay?"

However, his inquiry was met with endless silence. Xiao Yifei's lack of response left Liu Rui agitated and uncertain—should he intervene? But what if Xiao Yifei was fine? Wouldn't intervention be counterproductive? Liu Rui was caught in a dilemma on whether to stop Xiao Yifei or let him be.

Yet, Xiao Yifei's condition looked far from ideal—pale complexion, forehead drenched in cold sweat, and tightly clenched teeth—all these indicated the immense pain he was enduring. Witnessing this, Liu Rui couldn't stand by any longer and prepared to intervene.

However, just at this moment, Xiao Yifei suddenly spoke, albeit weakly. With feeble strength, he shouted, "Don't!" After speaking, he fell silent again, but his intention was clear—do not stop him.

Hearing this, Liu Rui looked at Xiao Yifei with concern. Since Xiao Yifei did not allow him to intervene, Liu Rui felt compelled to respect that decision and chose to continue observing from the sidelines.

At this time, Xiao Yifei was enduring immense pain as the rebellious medicinal property constantly assaulted his internal organs. Yet, Xiao Yifei was remarkably resilient, controlling other acupuncture points as he resisted the defiant medicinal property, hoping it would halt. However, Xiao Yifei's efforts to stop it were minimal.

The medicine properties persisted in their course, and while Xiao Yifei managed to reduce the harm to his own body, achieving even this much was admirable. After all, he was enduring significant pain. But just at this critical moment, an even bigger disaster loomed.

Xiao Yifei suddenly felt slightly dazed, and his muscles started to spasm—both phenomena alarming him, for they mirrored the symptoms documented in literature. Did it imply—Xiao Yifei had some bad speculations.

Yet, Xiao Yifei reiterated his mantra—stay calm. Only through calmness, could he survive this ordeal. With this thought in mind, Xiao Yifei endeavored to stay mentally alert and to prevent his muscles from moving erratically. At this moment, Xiao Yifei was essentially racing against time—would he falter first, or would the medicinal properties exhaust themselves?

This outcome was in the hands of fate. With these thoughts, Xiao Yifei gritted his teeth and persisted. As time went by, the medicinal properties within Xiao Yifei's body gradually absorbed. The runaway thread of medicine had significantly diminished, posing little threat now.

However, the confusion in his mind posed a substantial challenge. Yet, all Xiao Yifei could do was persist. After an indeterminate duration, he suddenly realized that the itch inside him had dissipated, indicating that the medicinal properties from the silver needles had been fully absorbed by his body.

Xiao Yifei had finally prevailed. Abruptly, his alertness lapsed, and his whole body collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness. Witnessing this, Liu Rui was stunned, unsure of the implications—was it fatigue, or failure? He dared not speculate, but Xiao Yifei provided an answer.

Xiao Yifei's fingers formed an "ok" sign before he collapsed, which allowed Liu Rui to infer that Xiao Yifei had succeeded. Seeing this playful gesture, Liu Rui couldn't help but smile, "Sigh, this guy—always trying to show off." Saying this, Liu Rui carried Xiao Yifei back to the room.

After settling Xiao Yifei, Liu Rui gave some instructions to the maid before leaving. The next day, Xiao Yifei slowly opened his eyes. This was the second time he had fainted in recent days, but the scene before him was all too familiar as the same curious faces looked upon Xiao Yifei.

Xiao Yifei felt somewhat dazed until Hua Xiangrong spoke, "Xiao Yifei, you're awake. So, how did it go? Succeeded, or are you still muddled?" Hua Xiangrong bore an expression of mock sighing. Seeing this, Xiao Yifei was momentarily at a loss for how to respond. Noticing this, Hua Xiangrong glanced over at Old Hua nearby.

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