Chapter 377: Not Lin Xuewei, It

Ye Qingran unfurled the sheepskin scroll wrapped with Silver Needles, and each silver needle, ten‑plus centimeters long, glimmered with a cold light.

The art of acupuncture is not popular in this world.

In an age where alchemy is possible, pills outrank everything. As for acupuncture, it is often regarded as a fringe practice. Only some rural doctors use it to treat minor injuries and ailments; its effect on serious wounds and diseases is usually negligible.

So when Ye Qingran produced the Silver Needles, many gazes turned disdainful.

"Ye Qingran, you don't intend to use those Silver Needles to save Madam Leng, do you?"

Lin Xuewei's eyes and eyebrows were tinged with contempt.

"Indeed."

Ye Qingran pulled out a Silver Needle, brushed it over the candle handed over by Leng Yue, and then…

"Cold General, are you sure you want Ye Qingran to do this? It's nothing but child's play!"

Leng Feng glared at Lin Xuewei, "Then why don't you do it?"

Lin Xuewei instantly became timid.

If she could, why would it fall to Ye Qingran?

Lin Xueyan spoke up, "Grand General Leng, you also know that I spent five years at the Summit of the Deer Hunt, visited the Purple Extreme Pill Sect, and even there I never saw anyone use Silver Needles to save a person."

The implication is that the Purple Extreme Pill Sect doesn't use Silver Needles, proving this thing is a mere fringe practice with no value!

"Didn't the pills of the Purple Extreme Pill Sect also fail to revive Madam Leng?"

Ye Qingran lifted her eyelids slightly and replied calmly.

The sentence left Lin Xueyan speechless.

"Miss Xueyan, the Western Extremity Shengyu may be splendid, but it is not all‑powerful. On the contrary, although the Central Region's overall strength falls short of Western Extremity, it is still a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"

Leng Feng's words rang with force and won admiration.

A person who blindly worships foreign lands and lacks confidence in their own nation and homeland is undoubtedly a failure.

National confidence and cultural confidence are the most basic forms of confidence.

The crowd voiced their agreement.

Although they envy Western Extremity's prosperity, they have never dismissed the Central Region's backwardness.

Lin Xueyan, however, constantly mentions Western Extremity, intentionally or not, and her words carry a sense of superiority that makes others uneasy.

Lin Xueyan's face flushed red, leaving her momentarily speechless.

"Miss Ye, you may begin!"

Ye Qingran nodded, then slowly inserted a Silver Needle into Madam Leng's Baihui Acupoint.

Lin Xueyan and the others watched Ye Qingran with cold eyes, doubting she possessed the ability to revive Madam Leng.

"I want to see how you intend to use a few broken Silver Needles to save Madam Leng!"

Lin Xueyan thought to herself, a disdainful flash in her eyes.

The needle‑insertion action was repeated by Ye Qingran exactly seventeen times.

Different acupoints.

Each insertion made Madam Leng's eyelashes twitch.

She clearly remembered that, back at the Grass and Tree Pavilion, the benefactor who saved her also used Silver Needles seventeen times!

Tears streamed from her tightly shut eyes.

"Madam, why are you crying?"

Leng Feng noticed the phenomenon and his face turned instantly astonished.

Ye Qingran saw this, raised an eyebrow, and understood immediately.

However, she said nothing.

Some words must still be spoken by the person themselves.

Fifteen minutes later, Ye Qingran pulled the Silver Needles out one by one, and Madam Leng's purplish lips gradually regained their color.

Although she hadn't fully awakened yet, everyone could see that Madam Leng had shifted from danger to safety!

Feeding the prepared pill into Madam Leng's mouth, Ye Qingran whispered, "You are lucky to have met me!"

Madam Leng's body shivered, her fingers twitched, and she slowly came to consciousness.

"Madam, you finally awoke!"

Leng Feng wept with joy.

Madam Leng opened her eyes, her lips moving slightly; she tried to speak but could not, tried to move but lacked any strength, and could only gaze at Ye Qingran, her eyes brimming with emotion.

Yet no one noticed her abnormality; everyone was immersed in the shock of her waking.

【9】 "Madam Leng is awake? Did Ye Qingran really use Silver Needles to revive her?"

"Lady Leng woke up? Ye Qingran really used the Silver Needle to wake Lady Leng up?"

This fact overturned everyone present's perception.

Even a disease that pills couldn't cure was healed by a few Silver Needles from Ye Qingran?

"What?"

The sisters Lin Xueyan, upon seeing Madam Leng awaken, were undeniably astonished.

They never imagined that Ye Qingran truly used Silver Needles to revive Madam Leng!

"Impossible, my Seven-Grade Reviving Pill had no effect; how could Silver Needles work?" Lin Xueyan whispered, a trace of resentment flashing in her eyes.

She had intended to win a victory with this method, but unexpectedly Ye Qingran stole the spotlight again!

"Sister, did you just give Madam Leng the Seven-Grade Reviving Pill?"

Lin Xueyan nodded.

Lin Xuewei inhaled a breath of cold air, then faced the crowd and said, "My sister just gave Madam Leng the Seven-Grade Reviving Pill; the pill's effect must have been delayed, which is why this situation occurred!"

Lin Xuewei spoke with great emotion. She absolutely would not allow the Lin family's merit to be snatched away by Ye Qingran!

Seven-Grade Reviving Pill?!

Hearing about such a high-grade pill, the vast majority of those present were greatly shocked.

A seventh-grade pill!

They usually don't even see a fourth-grade pill!

Lin Xueyan gave a slight nod, "Not bad; in my haste to save someone, I gave Madame Leng a seventh-grade reviving pill."

Lin Zhishang also hurriedly interjected, "Xueyan, it must be that you didn't store this pill properly normally, causing the medicinal efficacy to dissipate, which is why its effect took longer than expected!"

Lin Mother also chimed in, "Exactly; you shouldn't be careless just because you have many pills. Such good pills are often fragile, so you must keep them well."

Lin Xueyan nodded, "Father, Mother, I understand; I'll be careful next time."

The Lin family members, chatting among themselves, took the credit onto themselves.

"So that's how it is; I almost really thought it was Ye Qingran who woke Madame Leng!"

"Tsk, I was just saying, what use is acupuncture anyway?"

"It turns out the seventh-grade reviving pill that Xueyan gave Madame Leng is so rare! It must be the pill taking effect!"

Many believed it to be true.

Others remained skeptical.

Naturally, some could no longer tolerate it.

"This pill is truly interesting—it doesn't work early or late, but only after Sister Ran finishes her acupuncture?" Xia Zhimeng snorted coldly.

"Anyone with clear eyes can see that Madame Leng woke up solely because of acupuncture! You should have seen it—when Elder Ye was needling, each prick improved her complexion a bit, right?"

Gu Dongliu argued firmly based on reason.

"If anyone doesn't believe me, I can beat you half to death, then have my master use acupuncture to save you!"

Ling Shaoyang, usually silent, when he speaks it's frightening!

After several people's efforts, many also regained their senses, feeling that something was indeed fishy.

Seeing this, Lin Xueyan couldn't help but give a wry smile and wave her hand, "Forget it, everyone stop arguing. Just assume it was Ye Qingran's acupuncture that did it. Anyway, as long as Madame Leng wakes up, that's all that matters; the rest is unimportant."

Lin Xueyan is most skilled at reading people's minds. After saying that and putting on a pitiful appearance, she instantly gained countless sympathies.

Everyone began praising Lin Xueyan for her broad-mindedness and kind heart, and so on.

"Cough cough~"

Leng Feng carefully fed Madame Leng a sip of water; after a while she regained her strength, lifted her gaze to Ye Qingran, and her eyes filled with shock.

"It's you!" she said, tears welling up, her face full of excitement and complexity.

Everyone hearing this was stunned.

What does Madame Leng mean by this?

"Madam, what do you want to say?" Leng Feng asked softly.

"That day, the person who saved me at Cao Mu Xuan was not Lin Xuewei, but Ye Qingran!"

Madame Leng exhausted all her strength, almost shouting these words out!