She looked at Yanqing, who was fighting intensely with Molten Torch in the field. Her gaze carried a somewhat strange expression.
He really doesn't follow the usual path… Of all people to pick a fight with, he just had to choose the most troublesome ones on the Luofu…
It's not like he's the male protagonist in a literary work. It would be strange if he didn't suffer a bit.
While her thoughts were turning, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.
"Heavenly Gap Flash!"
Silver-white flowing light flickered and pierced through Molten Torch at a speed that ordinary people's eyes could not capture.
Yanqing sheathed his weapon and turned to look at the "himself" that had been cut in two.
That version of himself transformed into two broken sword pieces, from which a cluster of deep red flame separated.
"I concede, Teacher Molten Torch…"
Yanqing thought to himself that in the end, he had still learned some things that weren't sword techniques from Molten Torch.
This "teacher" was one the other party could bear to be called.
"Very good. It is you… who won…"
"Phew. Everything is finally safe. It's also time to put this guy into the gourd."
Sushang let out a sigh of relief. The disappointment toward Yanqing on her face had long since disappeared.
She knew it. How could the General's prized disciple be someone with an unsteady will?
Molten Torch did not resist and allowed Huohuo to suck it into the Zangyue Hu.
Yanqing scratched the back of his head, his gaze somewhat evasive.
"General…"
"Ai ai, I'm old. Do me a favor and stop saying such sentimental words." Jing Yuan waved his hand.
Yanqing froze for a moment, but the tension in his spirit relaxed.
The General didn't blame him or feel disappointed in him… That was good…
He turned to look at the ghost-catching squad.
"Thank you all for doing everything you could to free me from the illusion, especially Miss Sushang…"
"It's nothing, it's nothing~"
Sushang waved her hand dismissively and smiled.
"Why does every person bewitched by a Heliobus love to apologize? You're all victims. All of this should be blamed on those bad guys running around everywhere."
"On the contrary, I should thank you for struggling and holding back during our sword match…"
"But then again, maybe it's because my level has improved by leaps and bounds recently?"
Sushang's face was filled with excitement, her eyes bright.
"Huohuo, little Guizi, Stelle, Leon — tell me, isn't that right? Isn't it?"
Stelle: "Of course it is. Right, Leon?"
Leon, in his squinted-eye form: "Right. Very right."
Guinaifen gave a thumbs-up. "To be able to exchange blows with the General's prized disciple and hold on for so long — if it were me, I'd be proud too."
"No way. I have to buy you a front-page ad in the Luofu Residence Report and give you a proper boast."
These words actually made Sushang blush a little. She said somewhat embarrassedly:
"You guys… Are you making teasing me your daily task or something?"
"Regarding this matter, how do you all plan to publish it in the Luofu Miscellany? After all, it involves the Seat of Divine Foresight. I hope everyone can…" Jing Yuan reminded subtly.
Stelle raised the corner of her mouth. "I already thought of it. See if this is okay?"
She quickly shared the content she had edited in a flash of inspiration while Yanqing was fighting Molten Torch.
Everyone took a look and had no objections.
"Thank you, teachers, for covering for me. Yanqing is extremely ashamed."
"Since everything is fine, to avoid complications from delay, let's hurry back and put this Heliobus into the Binding Form and Expelling Evil Array."
Huohuo tightly gripped the Zangyue Hu in her hand, afraid that something unexpected might happen.
"With this guy's level of danger, I-I'm a bit scared it might escape!"
Jing Yuan smiled. "Then Jing Yuan and Yanqing will take our leave."
Guinaifen: "Then we should go too."
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Fyxestroll Garden.
Leon retrieved the silver needles from Sushang's body.
"Wah! I feel completely refreshed. Miraculous hands that bring spring back to life, Leon!"
"Of course. As the doctor of our Astral Express, my medical skills are naturally top-notch!" Stelle praised proudly.
"They're way better than those physicians in the Alchemy Commission's medical halls — not just by a little!"
Sushang's little face was full of amazement.
"I feel like Leon's silver needle technique is much more powerful than Lady Dragon Girl's Thunder Force Massage."
What shocked her the most was that Leon could accurately apply the needles through her clothes without any extra movements whatsoever.
The human body's acupuncture points appeared in Leon's eyes as clearly as information displayed on a radar.
Huohuo and Guinaifen also nodded deeply in agreement.
Not long ago, when they learned that Sushang had suffered some minor injuries and was covered in fatigue, Leon had taken out a row of silver needles and started inserting them into Sushang's body without saying a word.
Those seemingly casual and carefree movements carried a captivating, flowing grace.
"The directions are different. You can't compare them like that." Leon smiled.
Sushang: "So my mother wasn't lying to me. The stories she told me when I was little were all true."
Stelle's gossip-loving heart ignited. "What stories? Tell us!"
"My mother said that her ancestor, thousands of years ago, was gravely injured and on the verge of death. She was lucky enough to encounter a divine physician skilled in needling, which saved her life."
"How divine was he?" Guinaifen was extremely curious.
"Let me put it this way—"
Sushang recalled for a moment and held up a finger.
"That ancestor was poisoned with seven kinds of violent toxins. Almost seventy percent of her bones were shattered, and her meridians were completely severed…"
"What's even more terrifying, do you know? During that era, the Xianzhou people were not yet a long-life species!!"
"That means… your ancestor didn't have the powerful self-healing ability that Xianzhou people have now?" Huohuo was stunned.
Sushang nodded. "That's right. My mother said that in her ancestor's condition, only a god or immortal could have saved her."
"When everyone had given up, that nameless divine physician appeared."
"He merely used silver needles to drive all seven kinds of violent toxins out of her ancestor's body."
"Then he left behind some unknown medicinal materials to apply on her body for treatment. In less than ten days, her ancestor's injuries miraculously healed."
"I grew up in Yaoqing and never heard of any physician who could achieve something like this. Even the Pathstriders of Abundance couldn't do it."
"It was the same after I came to the Luofu. There were even very few silver needle school physicians."
"My experience once made me think that the stories my mother told might be partially untrue. But now that I've witnessed Leon's silver needle skill level, I realize I'm still too young."
"If a few more decades pass, Leon's silver needle technique will definitely improve even more. It's a pity Leon isn't a long-life species. Otherwise, he would definitely shine brightly."
Upon hearing this, Stelle's expression became strange.
…You're saying Leon isn't a long-life species?
Sister, even if your Xianzhou Alliance counted the history of your homeworld civilization before setting sail, it still wouldn't have existed as long as Leon has.
Complaining in her heart was one thing — Stelle naturally couldn't say these words out loud.
However, Sushang had only made a casual remark and quickly changed the topic.
It wasn't just Stelle whose expression was strange. The players felt the same.
Of course, even more people were curious whether the ancestor Sushang mentioned had been saved by Leon back then.
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