Chapter 376: Heavenly Silkworm Needle Technique

Gong Yuan widened his eyes, his Tone dripping with mockery.

"These three Patient's ailments are each stranger than the last; even after years of my research I can't grasp their cause. You only glanced a few times and dare claim you can cure them all? I think you haven't even identified the ailments; you're just seeking attention!"

He stepped forward, his Tone becoming even harsher.

"I warn you, these three are members of my Gong Family; if you treat them carelessly and delay their conditions, none of us will tolerate your recklessness! When that time comes, even if Yao Lao protects you, don't even think you can leave Taoyuan Village alive!"

When Gong Yuan said that, the people around the scene all began to echo him.

"Indeed, healing the sick is no child's play; how can one brag so casually?"

"I think he's just putting on a show, hasn't discerned any real method, trying to pass by blustering lies!"

"Brother Gong is right; we can't let him fool around. If he botches the treatment, that'll be trouble!"

Facing the crowd's doubts, Jiang Feng merely gave a faint smile, turned and walked straight to the first stretcher.

He looked at the middle‑aged man on the stretcher, whose eyes were tightly shut, and his expression gradually grew solemn.

"This man suffers from Soul Separation Syndrome, causing his Awareness to lapse into coma, and after long bed‑rest his Qi and blood are both depleted."

"The Healing method should employ the Focused Mind Needle Technique to steady his soul, pulling the disembodied soul‑thought back into the flesh, then supplement with Peiyuan Herbal Medicine to warm his Qi and blood. With both approaches, we can solidify his foundation and restore his soul, making him fully conscious. Am I right?"

Jiang Feng's voice wasn't loud, yet with Clarity it reached everyone's ears.

Boom!

At those words, Gong Yuan's complexion changed instantly.

He staggered back a step, staring fixedly at Jiang Feng.

Because of the Healing method Jiang Feng mentioned, he himself had only just learned it recently from several senior ancestors of the clan!

Those senior clan elders were centenarian monsters, their mastery of the Medical Dao having already reached the Spirit Transformation, Spirit Transformation Realm; they had studied this Soul Separation Syndrome for a full five years.

Moreover, after countless rounds of dialectical analysis, they finally reached Certainty on this Healing plan; the crucial point is that even they dared not claim absolute confidence in curing it, only that they could try their best.

But Jiang Feng?

He only glanced at the Patient a few times, yet precisely stated the Healing method—this is simply unbelievable!

His medical skill is truly that high?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Gong Yuan shook his head wildly in his mind, unwilling to accept this fact.

He thought Jiang Feng must be spouting nonsense!

And even if he knows the Healing plan, what then?

Even the senior clan elders lack absolute confidence; this youngster is so young, how could he cure it instantly?

Thinking this, Gong Yuan forced his shocked heart down, gritted his teeth, and let out a cold smile toward Jiang Feng.

"Hmph, anyone can talk the talk! Even if you know the Healing method, it doesn't mean you can truly cure the Patient! If you have ability, show your True Skill, stop just talking here!"

Jiang Feng still wasn't angry, merely gave a faint smile, turned his head and gave Yao Lao a slight smile.

"Yao Lao, could you please bring another Wooden Box of Silver Needles, the thinnest kind?"

Yao Lao nodded and handed a Wooden Box to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng took the Wooden Box, opened it, and saw dozens of Silver Needles as fine as horsehair inside.

He walked to the first Patient, signaling the Gong Family youths to roll up the Patient's sleeves.

Then Jiang Feng inhaled deeply and took a Silver Needle from the Wooden Box.

He pinched the Silver Needle between his fingers, his wrist giving a slight tremor.

The Silver Needle transformed into a streak of silver light, striking the Patient's chest at the Shanzhong Point like a flash of lightning.

Immediately after, his movements grew faster, one Silver Needle after another flew from his hand, landing precisely on the various acupoints of the Patient's body.

His Technique was extremely unusual; as his fingers fluttered, the Silver Needles seemed to possess a life of their own.

Each motion was perfectly timed, exuding an indescribable rhythm.

"What… what is this Needle Technique?"

"Such speed! I can't even see his movements clearly!"

Everyone present stared dumbfounded, murmuring among themselves, their eyes full of shock.

Gong Yuan initially watched with a theatrical mindset, but the more he watched, the more something felt off.

His facial expression shifted from mockery to surprise, then to solemnity.

When Jiang Feng administered the thirtieth needle, Gong Yuan's Pupils suddenly contracted.

He couldn't help but let out a startled cry.

"This… is the Heavenly Silkworm Needle Technique?!"

Gong Yuan stared at Jiang Feng's movements, his voice trembling slightly.

"Heavenly Silkworm Needle Technique! One of the Ancient Eight Great Strange Needles! Even during the heyday of the Yaoshen Dian, only a handful of people could comprehend this Needle, and they were all top elders within the sect! How… how do you know this Needle Technique?"

His voice was filled with shock, and his gaze at Jiang Feng looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Hearing Gong Yuan's words, everyone present couldn't help but gasp a cold breath, their faces written with astonishment.

"What? It's actually the Heavenly Silkworm Needle Technique, one of the Ancient Eight Great Strange Needles?"

"My heavens! This is the legendary Needle Technique; I never expected it to truly exist!"

"No wonder he claimed he could cure Soul Separation Syndrome; it turns out he knows the Heavenly Silkworm Needle Technique!"

The crowd surged forward, wanting a clearer view, their eyes full of reverence.

Zuo Liangchen stood beside the Village Chief, his complexion paling to the extreme.

The Nine Primordial Needle Technique, a hereditary art of the Zuo Family, is also one of the Ancient Eight Great Strange Needles, and it was the Zhenpai Needle Technique of the Wang Sect of the Yaoshen Dian in ancient times; in Taoyuan Village it has long been revered as the supreme inheritance of the Medical Dao.

But he also knew that although the Nine Primordial Needle Technique is powerful, among the Eight Great Strange Needles it ranks after the Heavenly Silkworm Needle Technique, being slightly inferior to it.

Jiang Feng is not only stronger than him, but also has Mastery of a Heavenly Silkworm Needle Technique that surpasses the Zuo Family Heritage, which is undoubtedly another blow to him!

Realizing that the thing he had always taken pride in is meaningless before Jiang Feng, Zuo Liangchen's hatred toward Jiang Feng deepened a few more points in his heart.

He looked at Jiang Feng, who was like the moon surrounded by countless stars in the arena, and the more he stared, the more displeasing he found him.

He even couldn't help but shout at Gong Yuan, whose gaze carried a hint of admiration.

What Excitement are you showing! It's just a form you learned! The Heavenly Silkworm Needle Technique contains infinite profound meanings; it cannot be comprehended so easily, can it? I don't believe he can truly grasp the Essence of the Heavenly Silkworm Needle Technique! Perhaps he merely copied the diagram blindly, which would have no effect at all!

Gong Yuan was stunned by his shout, then quickly recovered.

Indeed, the Heavenly Silkworm Needle Technique is so profound; how could a young Jiang Feng possibly truly have Mastery of it?

Perhaps he only learned the superficial aspects, just putting on a show.

Jiang Feng still ignored Zuo Liangchen's shouting, focusing solely on the needle work, with no pause in his movements.

Soon, the final silver needle also pierced the patient's Acupoint.

Jiang Feng withdrew his hand, looked at the patient covered with silver needles, and gently exhaled.

At that moment, just as Zuo Liangchen's words fell, the middle‑aged man lying on the stretcher suddenly coughed violently.

Immediately, a mouthful of jet‑black fresh blood spurted from his mouth, splashing onto the ground.

"Puff!"

The moment the blood spurted, everyone was stunned, and the scene fell into dead silence.