Chapter 982: Needle Wandering Through Meridians

Uncle Sun’s shock was beyond words.

As a relative of the current Empress and a skilled guard in the palace, he had practiced secret methods for many years to break through his bottleneck and reach the fifth level martial sect master level.

Although his age and root bone talent limited his chances of breaking through to the sixth level, he was undoubtedly among the top tier at the fifth level and had an impressive record of fighting two opponents of the same level without defeat.

He never expected to be suppressed today by the overwhelming presence of a junior!

The question arose: what cultivation level had Wang Chen reached?

Uncle Sun felt a wave of fear creeping in!

However, he was not an ordinary person. Despite his chaotic thoughts, he managed to remain relatively calm and did not struggle to resist.

Because Princess Qingyun was still in Wang Chen’s hands!

This fifth level martial sect master’s mind raced, and he decided to give up resisting, allowing Wang Chen’s oppressive force to bind him.

The next moment, he felt the weight of the pressure suddenly lighten.

Just as he thought!

Uncle Sun sighed in relief.

He immediately gave a signal to another guard, instructing him not to resist.

The other guard understood his meaning.

The previously tense atmosphere soon eased.

In fact, Wang Chen had only directed a portion of his focus toward the two of them. Seeing that they had understood and complied, he withdrew his power and concentrated fully on unblocking Princess Qingyun’s meridians.

The human body has many meridians, and the extraordinary meridians alone include the Eight Main Branches and Hundreds of Minor Branches. If one counts the Twelve Regular Meridians as well, the number increases significantly.

To connect all these meridians was no easy task.

Princess Qingyun’s biggest issue was that her meridians were blocked and solidified by Innate Energy, making it even more challenging to unblock them.

Her greatest fortune, however, was meeting Wang Chen.

While cultivators and doctors in the Cangqing realm deemed situations like Princess Qingyun’s as incurable, they were not an issue in the Haotian Realm, where solutions were abundant.

Wang Chen chose the fastest method: the Wandering Needle Technique.

The Wandering Needle Technique involves condensing magical energy into fine threads, which then pass through blocked meridians.

The threads are incredibly thin, providing high penetration efficiency, similar to creating a hole in a sturdy riverbank to allow water to flow through. With repeated washing, the hole gradually expands, ultimately destroying the dam completely.

This method saves time and effort but requires high precision and control from the practitioner.

Wang Chen confidently employed the Wandering Needle Technique.

He transformed the spiritual energy into a long, slender thread, quickly racing through Princess Qingyun’s meridians with incredible agility.

At that moment, however, Princess Qingyun furrowed her brows, her delicate face tense and displaying signs of pain.

Instinctively, she wanted to struggle, but she found herself unable to move under Wang Chen’s control, forcing her to grit her teeth and endure.

The Wandering Needle Technique must be performed in one continuous motion, so the princess felt as if a sharp thorn was continuously piercing through her five organs, and the pain of the needles was relentless.

In truth, she could have spoken out or cried in pain, which would have instantly prompted Wang Chen to stop the spellcasting.

But this princess bit her lip fiercely, refusing to utter a sound even as the pain drained the color from her face.

This earned her a measure of respect from Wang Chen.

After all, a delicate princess, much like a flower sheltered in a greenhouse, rarely faced the trials of wind and rain, making it hard to cultivate a strong will.

One could only say her determination to follow the path was extraordinary!

Indeed!

Wang Chen silently admired her and increased his efforts.

Princess Qingyun was on the brink of fainting, drenched in sweat, her face pale and revealing her frailty.

This caused the two guards beside her great distress, yet they dared not interrupt Wang Chen.

They knew all too well that if Wang Chen wished to harm Princess Qingyun, they would be powerless to stop him.

Time slipped by, and after what felt like an eternity, Wang Chen suddenly withdrew his hand.

Princess Qingyun let out a faint moan, swayed, and nearly collapsed to the ground, utterly spent.

Luckily, Uncle Sun’s quick reflexes caught her.

He shot Wang Chen an angry glare.

Wang Chen, unperturbed, clapped his hands and called out, "Attend to her."

At his command, two maids emerged from the inner chamber, bowing respectfully: "Master."

Wang Chen gestured toward Princess Qingyun and instructed, "Take her to bathe and change her clothes. Ensure she is well cared for and do not neglect her!"

The maids responded in unison, "Yes!"

Uncle Sun hesitated but ultimately entrusted Princess Qingyun to the maids.

Though their bond was close, almost like father and daughter, the distinction between genders made Wang Chen’s arrangements appropriate.

After Princess Qingyun was led away, Wang Chen turned to Uncle Sun with a smile and said, "Rest assured, the princess will be fine. In fact, I might be the one at a loss here."

Wang Chen was not speaking lightly; he genuinely felt he had miscalculated.

The error stemmed from underestimating the spiritual energy required to unblock Princess Qingyun’s meridians. Though the task was completed, the cost far exceeded the gain!

Ignoring potential points, the medicinal materials worth eight hundred thousand taels of silver could not compensate for his expended spiritual energy.

Uncle Sun, unaware of the truth, retorted gruffly, "Don’t worry, as long as the princess is safe, you’ll get your due!"

Wang Chen shook his head, unwilling to waste further words.

One cannot speak of ice to summer insects!

Yet Uncle Sun had a lingering question: "Wang Qiandu, what is your cultivation level?"

Wang Chen chuckled and replied, "That is of no importance."

Uncle Sun was left speechless.

Wang Chen had no intention of elaborating, and he could not be forced to, so the three of them waited in silence in the main hall.

After half an hour had passed and Uncle Sun and the others were growing restless, Princess Qingyun returned with the two maids.

She had changed into a new dress. Though it was the attire of a maid, it could not hide her extraordinary beauty and radiant spirit.

Compared to before, she seemed like a different person, brimming with vitality and energy!

Uncle Sun was stunned.

Given Princess Qingyun’s previously poor health due to her blocked meridians, even daily tonics had made no difference, making the saying "as weak as having no strength to tie a chicken" quite fitting.

But now, anyone could see her newfound health and vigor!

"Wang Qiandu."

Princess Qingyun skipped over to Wang Chen, lifted her skirt, and curtsied to him, saying, "Thank you!"

She had truly felt the transformation Wang Chen had brought about.

Her confidence in him had become unshakable!

"Please, be my master!"

As soon as Princess Qingyun spoke these words, Wang Chen’s expression grew serious.

He sensed a shift in the unseen energies around them!