"Young man, don’t think you are anything special just because you have the Nine Yang Physique. You are far from comparing to Sheng Tianyang from back then."
The elder from the Fifth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm looked at Ye Luo with a cold expression, his eyes emitting a chilling brilliance, and his aura commanding.
Ye Luo stared directly into the elder’s eyes, unafraid, and snorted coldly, "Whether I’m far behind Sheng Tianyang, I do not know, but I know that the three of you are close to death."
"What? You dare to curse us, boy?"
Hearing Ye Luo’s words, the three elders suddenly grew furious, glaring at Ye Luo as three terrifying auras enveloped him.
"Mr. Ye, you..."
Duan Ningyu’s expression changed, and she quickly looked at Ye Luo, signaling him to watch his words.
"Elders, Ye..."
Then Duan Ningyu looked at the three elders and began to explain.
"Duan, stop talking. Even if this young man has the Nine Yang Physique, we absolutely cannot let him get away with cursing us like this!"
The two elders from the Fourth Level of the Spirit Sea Realm spoke in unison while the elder from the Fifth Level also watched Ye Luo with a hostile expression.
"Hmph, putting on airs, you really think you’re all that impressive."
Ye Luo curled his lip, his tone dismissive as he glanced over the three of them, "All three of you have suffered extrely severe internal injuries, and you have not fully recovered after all these years."
"If it weren’t for your profound strength, you would have been long dead. Now, there’s a severe depletion of vital essence in your bodies, your organs have started degenerating, and the life force is continuously weakening."
"Given your current condition, if no asures are taken to completely heal your injuries, you could be playing mahjong in Hell in no more than half a year."
Hearing Ye Luo’s words, the three elders’ faces turned pale as they looked at him in surprise. They were well aware of their own bodies and knew their injuries were severe, but they had not realized they were this serious, leaving them with barely half a year to live.
"Are you telling the truth, Ye Luo?"
Duan Ningyu looked at Ye Luo sowhat astonished, though she was skeptical, she was aware that Ye Luo’s dical skills were formidable, and such a skilled healer wouldn’t speak recklessly.
"Young man, don’t spout nonsense!"
An elder glared at Ye Luo, his body surging with a dreadful aura as he prepared to make a move against Ye Luo.
"If you don’t believe it, press on your own Sky Spring acupoint, and see how it feels."
Ye Luo spoke with confidence.
"Hmph, these three acupoints are just ordinary points, pressing them wouldn’t reveal anything!"
The elder scoffed dismissively yet still extended his hand to press on the acupoints Ye Luo had ntioned.
Ah!
However, as soon as the elder did so, his expression changed instantly, veins bulging on his forehead from pain, his face turning ghostly white, and his breath becoming greatly disturbed.
"This..."
Seeing this, the other two elders and Duan Ningyu were once again stunned.
"Believe it now, all three of you might look fine but are actually empty shells. Living for another half year is already quite fortunate."
Ye Luo curled his lip and remarked.
At this mont, the three elders completely believed Ye Luo’s words. Their faces appeared extrely troubled, carrying a sense of urgency.
Having lived for so long and amassed such powerful strength, naturally, they did not wish to die just yet.
It is often said that those who own more do not wish to die, especially the powerful ones who are usually the most afraid of death.
"Mr. Ye, do you have a way, isn’t your dical skill very good? Please save the three elders."
Duan Ningyu quickly spoke to Ye Luo, as these three elders were the strongest combat forces of the Five Elents Sect. Losing them would be a huge blow to the sect.
Upon hearing Duan Ningyu’s words, the three elders first looked startled and then glanced at Ye Luo.
"Ningyu, what are you saying? Even if he can diagnose our condition, our injuries are so severe that even Yellow Rank ninth grade elixirs can hardly cure us. What can this young brat possibly do?"
An elder from the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm spoke again.
"Old Third, don’t speak!"
At that mont, an elder from the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm suddenly said, staring intently at Ye Luo, "You must have so way to heal our injuries, right?"
"You’re not too stupid, but didn’t you call a useless young brat? Why should I help you? I think you should just enjoy your last six months."
A mischievous curve ford on the corners of Ye Luo’s mouth.
"Kid, you..."
Hearing Ye Luo’s words, the elder from the fourth level of the Spirit Sea Realm’s face turned furious again, his eyes coldly fixed on Ye Luo, ready to take action.
"If you kill , the three of you will absolutely not survive," Ye Luo said calmly, with a cold snort.
"Old Third, apologize to Mr. Ye!"
The elder from the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm directly commanded the other elder, whose eyes flickered continuously, his expression grim.
"Old Third, apologize!"
Another elder from the fourth level of the Spirit Sea Realm also hurriedly said; now that their lives were in Ye Luo’s hands, they naturally had to do so.
"I’m sorry!"
Eventually, the elder known as Old Third lowered his head and spoke to Ye Luo.
"If it weren’t for the fact that I need a few sowhat capable fighters right now, I wouldn’t bother saving you."
Ye Luo shrugged and humd.
Hearing Ye Luo refer to the three Spirit Sea Realm powerhouses as re fighters, all three felt a surge of anger and dissatisfaction, yet none dared to show it on their faces, as their lives were in Ye Luo’s hands.
"Mr. Ye, please, save the three elders," Duan Ningyu pleaded earnestly with Ye Luo.
"Don’t worry, with here, even if they want to die, they can’t," Ye Luo confidently asserted, then walked up to the three and said, "Lie down, I’m going to apply the needles."
Ye Luo took out his long-unused Silver Needle and perford the Gui n Thirteen Needles; he was now capable of performing up to the ninth needle.
As the nine needles were administered, all three felt a warm sensation throughout their bodies, as if their injuries were beginning to heal.
"Swallow this elixir!"
Ye Luo took out three elixirs for treating internal injuries and handed them to the elders.
"What, you think it’s poison?"
Seeing that the three had not yet taken them, Ye Luo sneered coldly.
"If I wanted to deal with you, I wouldn’t need to go through all this trouble."
Ye Luo said disdainfully.
They each then took the elixir, and as the elixirs entered their bodies, they found their injuries healing even faster. Their depleted vital essence began to replenish, transforming their entire deanor, as if they were renewed.
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