His words caused the Disciple struggling on the verge of Qi Deviation to raise his head with struggle to look at him.
"Q-Qi Deviation? Are you saying he’s been fighting while going through Qi Deviation?!"
"W-What the?!"
"That’s got to be a lie! No way that’s true"
"Haha! You heard that? Our Northern Ridge Sect’s Disciples can win against your Pale River Hall’s Disciples while going through Qi Deviation!"
"I-is Senior Apprentice-Brother Lunhai going to die?"
The reactions from the Northern Ridge Sect varied, as did from the other side which ranged from disbelief to outrage.
"Who are you?!", ’Senior Apprentice-Brother Tianzhuo finally ca to his senses, asking in a stern, unfriendly tone, "Step away from my Junior Apprentice-Brother"
Ignoring him, Wu Long asked "Do you want to help you? I can suppress your Qi Deviation"
"Urgh... wha-khh... what’s the pr-k-price?", the struggling Sect Disciple asked through gritted teeth.
Wu Long smiled behind the mask, seeing the guy was quick to understand, "You’ll have to endure the pain you’re feeling now longer, perhaps it may even be more intense, and it might last quite a while. I will intentionally trigger your Qi Deviation to act up more violently and drag out the process of subduing it, this has nothing to do with treating you, I would be doing it as part of research since there’s sothing I am interested in. Of course, there will be no danger of you dying during that ti, and I will also prevent any damage to your nervous system or rather, any permanent damage at all, once we’re done you’ll be completely healed up, or rather, you may even breakthrough a minor realm as a result"
"I-kuhh....’ll do it! Urk...!", the Disciple nad Lunhai made a struggled nod while ignoring shouts from his fellow Sect Disciples to not take such a crazy deal.
"Good choice", Wu Long nodded with satisfaction, "If I get what I want, I might add an additional reward for you. What’s your na?"
"L..Lunhai... F-fengzhu", he answered, while a leather roll appeared in Wu Long’s hand out of his Spatial Ring, from which a few acupuncture needles flew out, and shot into Lunhai Fengzhu’s body.
As soon as that happened, there was a visible change in his condition, as the Spiritual Qi waves beca less violent, and the bulging veins slowly appeared less inflad, a hint of relief appearing in his eyes.
"Who told you that you could touch him?! Get away from my Junior Apprentice Brother right now! This is my last warning!", the one called "Senior Apprentice-Brother Tianzhuo’, now extrely agitated for so reason shouted while taking out a Guandao Spear, Spiritual Qi becoming agitated around him.
There were similar shouts from other Northern Ridge Sect who were seemingly eager to co to their fellow Disciple’s defense.
On the other side, the Pale River Hall also beca agitated, as soone from their side shouted, "By what right are you butting in here? That bastard just humiliated our Pale River Hall, he’s not going away unscathed!"
However, no one noticed that the surroundings gradually were becoming hazy as mist was enveloping the entire area behind their backs and to their sides.
And then, as the tension was about to reach it’s peak, the entire scene changed, as sudden rays of sunlight and crisp, cold air hit everyone present.
"S-snow?"
"I-It should be sumr though..."
"What the-...!"
"What’s happening?"
"Where are we?"
To their shock, everyone suddenly realized they were standing knee-deep in snow, at the summit of a snowy mountain, with golden rays of sunlight blinding them from the side.
And then, from the mist on the slope below that blinding sunlight, one by one, hundreds of silhouettes began vaguely appearing, until the figures of won beca visible standing all over the mountain, overlooking them all from various spots above.
They all wore veils, but it was possible to just tell each and every one of them was beautiful. So of them holding up spears with snowflake-shaped blades, so of them forming icicles around them aid at the people from both groups.
"I would advise you all to not make any sudden moves, and wait patiently", Wu Long spoke in a flat tone while circling around Lunhai Fengzhu, and placing his palm onto his back, while making a one-handed hand seal with the other, "Get ready, I’m starting"
Several more acupuncture needles flew out of the leather roll, floating in the air, pointing at various points of the kneeling Lunhai Fengzhu’s body.
The latter nodded, gritting his teeth while bracing himself.
The next mont, all the needles shot toward him, and he then began shaking even more violently, as all signs of Qi Deviation beca more prominent again, or rather, even more pronounced than before. He was no longer able to make any sounds, with violent bursts of Spiritual Qi now constantly breaking out from his Dantian.
Wu Long, on the other hand, closed his eyes while pouring his Spiritual Qi into him, occasionally a taking out a few more needles and inserting them, or changing the hand seal.
This scene continued for so ti, as those from both the Northern Ridge Sect and Pale River Hall looked around apprehensively at the veiled beauties, who appeared mystical and sohow otherworldly amid this breathtaking scenery.
Many of them thought about testing out the threat at least once, since they couldn’t be sure if these won were an illusion like the scenery around them, or were real. But no one wanted to gamble with their lives.
Eventually, Wu Long’s expression slightly changed. It was subtle enough that no one noticed amid the Disciples of the two Sects, but the expressions of the veiled beauties surrounding everyone showed joy.
And then, a formless wave spread out from Wu Long. It beca extrely clear that sothing about him changed, but it was impossible to tell specifically what it was.
His hand which made the hand seals changed the seal a few tis in quick succession, and slowly, one by one, acupuncture needles were extracted in a specific order.
The waves of violent Spiritual Qi spreading out of Lunhai Fengzhu’s body began subsiding in both power and frequency. His veins began fading back into his skin, and his expression beca peaceful, while his sickly-white pale skin started to regain a bit of color.
Wu Long made a long exhale, opening his eyes as he was finishing up subduing Lunhai Fengzhu’s Qi Deviation and urging that berserk power to contribute to his cultivation base instead.
’Finally...’, his eyes lit up, as he felt the tal Rune that completed the cycle of the Five Elents floating within his Dantian, revolving around the Grandmist Core like the others.
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