Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 159 - 0157 Shangguan Mingyue’s curiosity

Chapter 159: 0157 Shangguan Mingyue’s curiosity

Silver needles were precisely inserted by Ye Qiu’s skillful hands into the acupoints.

As he flicked the tops of the needles, they vibrated rapidly.

Shangguan Mingyue watched the scene intently.

She calculated that, from the moment Ye Qiu picked up the first needle to when he finished with the last one, it took less than three minutes to use up all the silver needles.

And Ye Qiu’s technique was very peculiar, with the acupoints he targeted being astonishing.

Shangguan Mingyue had studied medicine, delving into both traditional Chinese and Western medical practices, and had the map of human acupoints memorized. However, when Ye Qiu inserted a silver needle into her father’s temple, she almost cried out to stop Ye Qiu’s treatment.

The temple has been considered one of the fatal acupoints since ancient times. An injury to the temple could result in fainting at the least or death at worst. Even in Western medicine, damage to the temple could be fatal or cause unconsciousness—there were only these two outcomes.

Yet, despite the life-threatening nature of this acupoint, Ye Qiu dared to use acupuncture. Shangguan Mingyue could never have imagined Ye Qiu being so bold.

If anything went slightly wrong, he would have killed someone!

Ye Qiu, on the other hand, was unflustered and paid no mind to Shangguan Mingyue’s expression. He could not be more familiar with his acupuncture technique, having mentally rehearsed the steps for treating Old Master Shangguan on his way here.

Hua Tuo’s thirty-six needles, one for each acupoint, with stimulating the acupoints being the essence of Hua Tuo’s thirty-six needles—when it was necessary to stimulate a fatal acupoint, it meant the situation was dire.

The reason for stimulating the temple was to arouse the vital energy from the fatal acupoint. Life and death often depend on each other, and within death, naturally, there is life.

Ye Qiu was completely immersed in his work, putting his whole heart into it, while Shangguan Mingyue watched every one of his movements attentively.

Time trickled by until, after half an hour, Ye Qiu finally stopped his movements.

The brewed Chinese medicine was ready at just the right time and was brought into the room, where Shangguan Hong slowly fed the medicinal soup to Grandfather mouthful by mouthful.

After drinking the medicinal soup, Old Master Shangguan’s complexion became rosier, and his pained expression also subsided. If not for knowing the severity of her father’s illness, Shangguan Mingyue might have unconsciously thought that with her father’s current appearance, he hardly looked critically ill but rather in robust health, not at all like someone with an incurable disease.

But seeing the slight smile on Ye Qiu’s face suggested his treatment had likely been successful.

What intrigued Shangguan Mingyue the most, however, was the five streams of white energy that Ye Qiu’s fingers released at the last moment, rapidly entering her father’s body. What exactly was that?

Shangguan Mingyue’s face showed a contemplative expression.

Ye Qiu sat cross-legged, resting, as if the half-hour treatment had taken a considerable toll on him.

Only after being informed that the treatment was thoroughly finished did direct descendants like Shangguan Kun and Shangguan Peng enter Old Master’s room.

Standing by the bedside, Shangguan Kun looked at his father sleeping peacefully and couldn’t help asking, "Is he better now?"

Shangguan Peng and Shangguan Shu also fixed their eyes on Old Master Shangguan, unsure of the treatment’s result.

While their father looked well, they couldn’t be certain this was a sign of impending recovery.

Without surgery, just through acupuncture and a decoction, the seemingly incurable disease that had baffled the entire world was resolved? The cautious Shangguan Kun was still somewhat incredulous at the bottom of his heart. To be on the safe side, he immediately had someone call the best doctor to check on the old man again.

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In the vicinity of Zhongshan University, a square was filled with quite a number of people.

Today was the day to promote karate, and many people had come upon hearing the news, while others, driven by curiosity, had gathered around.

Cui Zisong, as a main member of Master Fujikawa Ueno’s promotion team, naturally wouldn’t miss out, and he, too, was dressed in a Japanese-style karate uniform like his teacher.

"Welcome everyone to this place. I believe that no one who has come to this karate promotion will leave empty-handed, and you all will gain something here. At the same time, I have good news for everyone. As a master of karate from the Land of the Rising Sun, Master Fujikawa Ueno has decided to make an exception today, anyone who wants to learn karate can stay after the event to sign up," he said.

"As for how proficient Master Fujikawa Ueno is, I believe many of you might have yet to hear about him, either from the various Chinese martial arts gyms in ZS city or the various taekwondo gyms, I dare say Master Fujikawa Ueno is second to none. Even I have become his disciple, following Master Fujikawa Ueno to learn," he added.

"As a cultural ambassador from the Land of the Rising Sun, this is Master Fujikawa Ueno’s first time meeting everyone here. Now, let us welcome karate master Fujikawa Ueno."

After Cui Zisong finished his opening speech, Fujikawa Ueno slowly appeared before everyone.

Fujikawa Ueno greeted everyone with a fist and then said, "China is a country I have always wanted to visit. This is a land of magic, especially its civilization and history, which can be said to be the greatest in the world. As a cultural ambassador, I hope this will be a friendly beginning."

"My purpose in coming to China is simple, to promote my karate. In China, there is an old saying, ’Hearing is false, seeing is believing.’ Today, I have set up a ring here, and if there is anyone in the audience who practices martial arts and would like to exchange skills, feel free to step on stage."

After Fujikawa Ueno finished speaking, Cui Zisong added, "Anybody who voluntarily steps onto the stage will receive an electrical appliance produced by Yamato Corporation."

When they heard about the gift, the crowd surged with many wanting to test if Fujikawa Ueno was really that formidable. Even if they lost, it didn’t matter much, and it would still be nice to receive a gift.

There’s an old saying, "Where there’s gold, there are brave men." Not half a minute later, a burly man with wide shoulders and a thick waist climbed onto the ring.

The burly man charged with an attack, and with a shout, his body trembled with fat as he rushed towards Fujikawa Ueno. He was about to hit Fujikawa Ueno when, without moving a muscle, Fujikawa Ueno acted.

Just as the man’s fist was a hair’s breadth away, a scream like that of slaughtering a pig rang out, and the burly man’s wrist was viciously seized by Fujikawa Ueno. With a flick, the man was thrown out of the ring.

With a thud, the burly man hit the ground.

The audience was agitated at the sight; this cultural ambassador from RB was too powerful. The fallen man took a while to recover before he got up, claimed his electrical appliance produced by Yamato Corporation, and left the crowd.

After the first challenger, there came a second, and Fujikawa Ueno kept tossing his opponents out of the ring, each time with just one move.

Many in the crowd were impressed by Fujikawa Ueno’s display of karate, especially some students, who were already contemplating becoming his disciples.

Thus, a karate promotional event quickly turned into a scene of apprenticeship sign-ups.

Watching those young faces eagerly press forward, jostling to register, Lan Bing at the back of the crowd couldn’t help but sigh. They weren’t learning the time-honored martial arts of their own culture but were keen on studying someone else’s karate. Had traditional martial arts truly declined?

In a black sedan not far away, a man watching this scene smiled to himself and murmured, "Foolish Chinese, they flock for petty gains, not realizing that not everyone can reach the heights of Fujikawa-san. If China is filled with those blinded by greed, our Land of the Rising Sun need not have strived for so long."

"I must say, Fujikawa-san is an impressive fellow, intending to influence China’s new generation in this manner, to export our national will. It’s just a pity that the process will be a long one, and to see the fruits of labor, we will have to wait for a very long time..."