As one silver needle after another was inserted, Tang Ming’s complexion gradually grew rosier.
Half an hour later, Tang Ming’s voice was no longer as weak, but the old Mr. An was covered in sweat and considerably worn out.
"A miracle, truly a miracle! The Tianxuan Nine Needles are too miraculous; your body functions are recovering quickly, and even the gunshot wounds are showing signs of healing. It’s amazing."
Although Mr. An’s body was very tired, his spirits were extrely high. Bearing witness to the miraculous Tianxuan Nine Needles, he realized what true dical skill was.
"There’s only one needle left. When this needle is inserted, you need to channel True Qi through the silver needle into my body. The True Qi will then connect all the previous needles together, forming an infinite loop of energy circle that will help my body recover rapidly."
Tang Ming smiled and continued to explain.
There was one thing Tang Ming hadn’t told Divine Doctor An; once the last needle was in place, he would be able to regain his strength and then heal himself through cultivation. It wouldn’t take long for him to fully recover.
"Mr. Tang, I am going to insert the last needle now."
Mr. An held a taut silver needle between his fingers and excitedly reminded him, at this point even his address for Tang Ming had turned into a title of respect.
"Co."
Tang Ming closed his eyes and responded.
"Go!"
Without any hesitation, Mr. An quickly inserted the silver needle into Tang Ming’s forehead.
"Buzz!"
A very faint buzzing sound arose, and all the silver needles inserted in Tang Ming’s body began to tremble simultaneously.
Inside Tang Ming’s body, a net of True Qi ford by Mr. An started frantically repairing the injuries in Tang Ming’s body.
"A miracle, this is truly a miracle!"
Feeling the life force in Tang Ming’s body recovering rapidly, Mr. An exclaid repeatedly in awe.
At that mont, Tang Ming suddenly opened his eyes, his face turning pale.
"Mr. Tang, what’s wrong? Did sothing go wrong?"
Mr. An got a fright and hurriedly asked anxiously.
"My, my ridians are gone!" Tang Ming said with a pale face:
"I can’t cultivate on my own now, I can’t feel the existence of the ridians at all."
"Could it be?"
Mr. An exclaid in surprise and quickly placed his hand on Tang Ming’s pulse, diagnosing him carefully.
That diagnosis almost terrified Mr. An.
At this mont, Tang Ming’s body was like cells proliferating; under the effect of the Tianxuan Nine Needles, the injured areas were rapidly spawning new cells, and even the gunshot wounds had scabbed over.
Although startled by the effectiveness of the Tianxuan Nine Needles, Mr. An still suppressed the shock in his heart and carefully sensed the situation of the ridians in Tang Ming’s body.
"How is it?"
Tang Ming could still not move, and could only watch Mr. An eagerly.
"They’re really gone!" Mr. An lifted his head and stared at Tang Ming in shock:
"It’s as if it disappeared completely, what is this situation?"
"It’s over, all my cultivation is ruined."
Tang Ming painfully closed his eyes, An elder didn’t know what was going on, but he himself had so guesses.
Tang Ming’s body structure was different from ordinary people; his body could store the large amounts of food he consud, hiding this energy within his ridians, which he used by transferring it to the needed locations through the ridians.
Previously, Tang Ming, with the idea of perishing together with Shi Tou, had gathered all the strength he could muster between his hands and detonated it in the form of an energy ball. Although he didn’t suffer severe injuries like Shi Tou, the power of the energy ball still inflicted a fatal attack on him.
The most obvious damage was the destruction of a large number of muscles and ridian tissues in his body, while the less obvious was the energy backlash, which directly ruined his ridians.
To compare the ridians of a martial artist to steel bars, so people’s ridians break much like steel bars do, leaving behind a broken end and also a chance to be reconnected; but Tang Ming’s condition was like steel being lted, vaporized, completely disappearing without even a chance for recasting and repair.
"Mr. Tang, your ridians may not have disappeared but are completely wrecked."
After examining for a while, An elder analyzed uncertainly, "But this ti, they were thoroughly smashed."
"You are truly a Divine Doctor, you see correctly."
Tang Ming gave a bitter smile, which precisely matched his own analysis — the ridians hadn’t disappeared but were completely destroyed.
"How could this be? Can even the Tianxuan Nine Needles not repair them?"
An elder furrowed his brows, looking at Tang Ming with confusion.
"If it were rely damage to the ridians, the healing capabilities of the Tianxuan Nine Needles might treat it, but my current state is that all the ridians are wrecked, and even the Tianxuan Nine Needles are powerless! Even the most miraculous dical skill only works when there is sothing to be repaired, but now..."
Tang Ming stopped speaking halfway, his ridians had vanished, and he didn’t know where to even start repairing.
"So, you an to say, you’ve lost all your cultivation?"
An elder asked with a look of regret.
"Gone." Tang Ming nodded painfully, and then looking at An elder, he pleaded:
"Please, elder, do not spread the word about this. I have too many enemies, and if they knew my martial arts were ruined, they would definitely not spare or those around ."
"Don’t worry, I will definitely not spread the word about this," An elder nodded earnestly; he did not want to see Tang Ming killed:
"With your dical skills, even without cultivation, you could still make a na for yourself in the world of Traditional Chinese dicine. Why don’t you co and recuperate in my An Family in Wubei City? In these years, I’ve gotten to know quite a few capable friends who can surely ensure your safety."
"Thank you for your kind offer, elder, but dodging temporarily is not the sa as escaping a lifeti, and I cannot spend my life hiding."
Tang Ming shook his head, unwillingly adding, "Once I regain my mobility, I will imdiately start searching for ways to restore my cultivation. There must be a solution to this problem."
Tang Ming tactfully declined An elder’s invitation, because deep in his heart, he always believed that strength was the foundation, and dical skills and the like should only serve as auxiliaries.
Moreover, he couldn’t accept it. From being a formidable Two-star Martial Artist to suddenly becoming an ordinary person, Tang Ming couldn’t handle this disparity. Thus, he must find a way to regain his strength, or else disappear from the public eye, rather than beco a laughingstock or a burden in others’ eyes.
"Elder, there is another matter I need to ask of you."
With a plan in mind, Tang Ming looked toward An elder again.
"Say it, and as long as I can do it, I will give it my all."
An elder promptly agreed.
"My body needs twenty-four hours to recover mobility. I hope you and the others outside can be inford not to disturb during this period."
Tang Ming spoke with a complex expression, "Once I am able to move freely, I will naturally go back to see them."
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