Seeing the needle technique Qin Chuan used, Jiang Shutong was struck as if by lightning, trembling on the spot.

He stared blankly at the Qin Chuan in front of him.

For some reason, this young man, barely in his early twenties, suddenly seemed towering in his eyes.

"You don't know me and see me as a frog in the well witnessing the moon in the sky.

If you know me, you see me as an ephemera witnessing the vast heavens!"

These two lines suddenly floated into Jiang Shutong's mind, becoming increasingly vivid.

At this moment, looking at the Qin Chuan before him,

he truly felt a sense of insignificance, like an ephemera seeing the vast sky.

"Grandpa Jiang, the Nine Lives Mysterious Needle you mentioned is...?"

Noticing Jiang Shutong's expression change, Gu Yu couldn't help but ask.

"The Nine Lives Mysterious Needle is an ancient medical technique that has already been lost. According to ancient texts, this acupuncture method can continuously extend a person's life up to nine times!"

Jiang Shutong showed longing on his face: "I've lived so long, yet have only read about it in ancient texts, never seen it performed by anyone."

"Since it's recorded in ancient texts, wouldn't it be possible just to perform it according to the acupoints?" Gu Yu asked again.

"Not so, not so!"

Jiang Shutong shook his head as he explained: "Ancient medical skills are called so not only because of their long heritage but more importantly because modern Chinese medicine cannot fully replicate these skills' effects."

"Thus, many in the Chinese medical academic field believe that so-called ancient medical techniques are merely the fanciful creations of ancient people, purported immortal methods that don't truly exist."

"However, when I was young, I fortunately saw an elder perform ancient medical skills. Therefore, I can affirm that ancient medical skills do exist, and this young man, no, this master's use of the Nine Lives Mysterious Needle is one of the most mysterious ancient medical techniques!"

Though Jiang Shutong tried to be straightforward in describing it to Gu Yu, Gu Yu still only half-understood after listening.

"Can it cure grandpa?" Gu Yu was only concerned about this point.

"The Nine Lives Mysterious Needle is said to bring the dead back to life, to flesh out with bones, snatching people from King Yama's grasp, so what do you think?" Jiang Shutong praised highly.

At this moment, as if to confirm his words, the old master Gu, who was always short of breath, suddenly took a deep breath.

Like a drowning person suddenly surfacing, greedily breathing in the oxygen in the air.

But, due to overexertion, he began to cough violently: "Cough cough cough..."

Seeing this, Qin Chuan quickly kicked a spittoon to the bedside.

"Cough cough cough..."

Old Master Gu coughed and abruptly sat up, spitting out a few thick blood clots resembling turtle jelly into the spittoon.

"Phew..."

After coughing out the blood clots, Old Master Gu's face, previously pale, visibly turned flush.

He was panting heavily, feeling like he had just walked out of Yama's palace.

A narrow escape from death.

Seeing this, Qin Chuan raised his hand and removed the silver needles from him.

"Thank you, young friend..."

Old Master Gu, whose voice had been weak as a candle in the wind, now gradually regained its usual sonorousness.

"A small matter, just like how you gave me pointers back then, just a small effort." Qin Chuan waved his hand indifferently.

Hearing this, Old Master Gu showed a look of shame.

The other day, he gave Qin Chuan pointers purely out of boredom, just happened to see a young man practicing Baji Fist in front of him, so he gave him a couple of pointers on a whim.

Unexpectedly, such an unintentional act ended up forming a good relationship, saving his own old life.

Old Master Gu formally clasped his fists towards Qin Chuan: "I have no way to repay the life-saving grace, if you ever need anything from Gu's Martial Arts Hall, I, Gu Zhongqiao, will do my utmost."

Qin Chuan waved it off, showing it didn't matter.

At this moment, seeing Old Master Gu full of energy and his voice vigorous, Gu Yu immediately rushed over, crying uncontrollably.

"May I ask if the master just now used the Nine Lives Mysterious Needle?" At this moment, Jiang Shutong also approached.

Now, on Jiang Shutong's face, there was no longer the arrogance from before, only a deep sense of respect.

Qin Chuan nodded, not denying it.

He had heard the conversation between Jiang Shutong and Gu Yu just now and also had some doubts he wanted to ask Jiang Shutong.

"Senior..."

Qin Chuan was about to speak when Jiang Shutong fearfully said: "In the presence of a master, this old man dares not, if the master doesn't mind, just call me Old Jiang."

"Uh..."

Qin Chuan's mouth twitched, but he still spoke, "Old Master Jiang, regarding the ancient medical texts you just mentioned, I wonder if I could borrow them to take a look?"

He only had the "Human Emperor Medical Canon" right now, which was already impressive, but having more skills wouldn't hurt.

Ancient medical skills others couldn't perform, or perhaps with the support of "Nine Dragon Creation Skill," he might be able to pull off.

"Of course, I can get them all for you now..." Jiang Shutong hurriedly said.

"No rush, no rush, how about tomorrow, we meet at the martial arts hall?" Qin Chuan suggested.

Jiang Shutong nodded, readily agreeing.

"Qin... Master Qin, about my grandfather's condition..."

Gu Yu turned back to look at Qin Chuan.

"No need for all the 'master' stuff, just call me Qin Chuan, don't make me sound old."

Qin Chuan smiled, waving, then said: "Old Master Gu's condition is an internal injury, at least eleven or twelve years old."

"Young friend, you are quite right, my injury was indeed incurred twelve years ago." Old Master Gu responded.

Qin Chuan nodded: "The one who injured you practices an Internal Boxing Skill of utmost rigidity and masculinity. The medicine Old Master Jiang prescribed for you was likely more cooling, and technically there would be nothing wrong with balancing Yin and Yang."

"But, since you yourself practice the utmost rigid and masculine Baji Fist, the extra masculinity would make that medicine ineffective, aggravating your injury, treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

"Let me prescribe you a formula. Take it in time for about a week, and you should be fine."

Having said that, Qin Chuan asked for a sheet of paper and left behind a prescription.

Jiang Shutong, like a student, stood behind Qin Chuan, observing intently.

Having finished all this, Qin Chuan glanced at the time: "Oh! I have a class in the afternoon!"

Realizing this, he quickly instructed Old Master Gu to rest well before preparing to leave.

"Xiao Yu, go see the benefactor off."

Old Master Gu hurriedly reminded: "Remember to be polite, I think the previous matter was likely just a misunderstanding."

Gu Yu nodded.

After a few interactions, Qin Chuan indeed didn't seem like someone who'd cause trouble.

Perhaps, the day he was seen coming out of the women's bathroom, there truly was something unspeakable.

With this thought, Gu Yu hurried out.

Soon, she saw Qin Chuan at the door: "Qin... Qin Chuan, let me give you a ride, it's hard to get a taxi here."

Qin Chuan looked at the ride-hailing app on his phone, didn't make a fuss, and agreed directly.

Before long, Gu Yu drove up to Qin Chuan in a pink Wuling Hongguang Mini.

Seeing this car that didn't match her temperament, Qin Chuan was a bit surprised.

Could it be, the cool Gu Yu was actually a little girl at heart?

Qin Chuan shook his head, not bothering to think more, and jumped into the car.

"Just take me to the bus stop, I'll catch a bus back." Qin Chuan said.

Gu Yu didn't speak, focusing on driving, but when they reached the bus stop, she didn't stop and continued towards Jiangcheng University.

Thus, she drove her little pink car all the way, taking Qin Chuan to the Jiangcheng University parking lot.

But just as Qin Chuan was about to leave, after locking the car, Gu Yu chased after him again.

Hearing the footsteps, Qin Chuan instinctively turned around.

As soon as he turned, Gu Yu collided directly into his arms.

Seeing Gu Yu about to fall, he couldn't care much and immediately reached out to hold her waist.

But her waist was too slender, Qin Chuan didn't grab it tightly at first, and instead moved his hand upward.

Suddenly, a firm and elastic sensation came from his hand.

He hadn't expected, that the seemingly slim Gu Yu, actually possessed such a plentiful figure.

Among the women he knew, perhaps only Luo Yi's delicate chest could compare with it.

'Slender branches bear rich fruit' unexpectedly appeared in his mind.

"Mm~~~"

With her tender chest squeezed, Gu Yu let out a soft moan, her face instantly turning rosy, her gaze becoming a bit dazed.

She turned back, glaring coyly at Qin Chuan, but there was no anger, instead she said softly, "Let's go to the hotel, you can touch as you please..."

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.