Super System Plundering the Heaven

C47 Thirteen Needles of Hellgate



C47 Thirteen Needles of Hellgate

It had been a month since Zhao Ritian traveled through time and space to Medical Continent. As a transmigrator, Zhao Ritian did not disgrace his name.    

    

In this month, he had many beauties and he married three wives. He was like the legendary protagonist.    

    

Not only that, when he went out, he would be able to pick up money, and when he lifted his head, he would have good opportunities. He would have many fortuitous encounters, and even a piece of junk would be a treasure.    

    

In this month, he had roughly calculated that he had picked up five scraps, jumped off the cliff three times, fell into the water twice, and obtained ten treasures. At the same time, he had also married three of the eight beauties, Qingxin.    

    

Zhao Ritian knew that this was just a small matter. There were even greater harvests waiting for him!    

    

Until an old beggar who was about to die laid in front of his door.    

    

He knew that things were not that simple!    

    

Sure enough, after Zhao Ritian's inquiry, it turned out that this beggar was one of the top doctors in Medical Continent. With the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles Perfection in one hand and the Yin and Yang in the other, gods and ghosts stood on both sides. Whether he was alive or dead, it was only a matter of a single thought from the person who used the needle.    

    

"Little friend, I have been roaming the Medical Continent my entire life, and I have no qualms about doing whatever I want. What I am relying on is the needle technique! Now, I'll pass this Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles technique to you! "    

    

After saying that, the old beggar passed a book to Zhao Ritian and died.    

    

Zhao Ritian ignored the dead old beggar and smiled. With the main character's halo around him, he could choose any divine technique or secret technique he wanted.    

    

Where was the book? Zhao Ritian was stunned. Which bastard stole my book?!    

    

While Zhao Ritian was immersed in the power of the main character halo and was very confident, a hand appeared out of thin air, grabbed the old beggar's book, and disappeared.    

    

Ye Yu sneezed. His right hand grabbed a thread-bound book from the tunnel.    

    

Looking at the ancient thread-bound book in his hand, Ye Yu was confused for a moment. What kind of antique book was this?    

    

He flipped open the book and saw that on each page, there was a human model. There were also small red dots marked on each page. Some red dots even had an acupuncture needle pattern drawn on them.    

    

This was a medical book?    

    

"Congratulations, Host, for successfully obtaining the Steal. Your reward is 80 Avenue Value."    

    

"Congratulations to Host for obtaining the Steal medical book. Do you wish to extract its spiritual property?"    

    

The mechanical voice of the system rang in Ye Yu's mind.    

    

"Extract!"    

    

A green light appeared from the medical book in Ye Yu's hand and entered his mind.    

    

After a while, Ye Yu absorbed the information that had entered his mind. He opened his eyes and a bright light flashed. This Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles was amazing!    

    

Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, the essence of acupuncture!    

    

A needle divided Yin and Yang, and gods and ghosts stood on both sides. Whether the patient was alive or dead, it was only a matter of a thought from the person who used the needle!    

    

Truly remarkable!    

    

Ye Yu praised in his heart. Although he had never tested this magical needle technique before, just by listening to the introduction, he knew how powerful this needle technique was!    

    

Ye Yu looked at the ancient thread-bound book in his hand. This was the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles needle technique secret manual. However, Ye Yu's Great Dao system could directly extract spiritual property and learn it in an instant. This book was useless to Ye Yu.    

    

He wanted to throw it away, but Ye Yu took it back. Although it was useless, looking at its appearance, it was still an antique. It was better to give it to Qian Youwei for auction. It might be worth some money.    

    

"Yu, let's eat!" Outside the house, his grandfather Ye Weiguo's voice was heard.    

    

After eating, Ye Yu carried his schoolbag and walked towards the school.    

    

The Mingzhou City was located in the south, and the temperature was suitable all year round. The air was fresh, and it was a very beautiful and beautiful green city. It could be said that this was a good place to rest and recuperate.    

    

So every day when Ye Yu went to school, he would bump into a lot of old men and women who would walk on the streets and carry out morning exercises.    

    

"Hubby, look, did someone faint?"    

    

"That's right, Elder Tang fainted!"    

    

"What should we do? Let's call the police!"    

    

"No need to call the police, call 120!"    

    

He was walking on the road when a loud noise attracted Ye Yu's attention.    

    

Hearing that someone had fainted, Ye Yu quickly ran forward. There was an old man in a Tang suit lying on the ground. At this moment, there were many passers-by surrounding him.    

    

Ye Yu took a closer look. The old man's face was pale, and his breathing was weak. He had lost consciousness.    

    

Although the people surrounding him were anxious, they did not know anything about emergency treatment and could only watch. Ye Yu looked around and saw a pharmacy by the side. His eyes lit up and he immediately ran over.    

    


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