Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

As Su Chen was clearing Han Qiuyun's meridians, the impurities within were also being purged.

Had these impurities not been expelled, they would have been harmful to her body.

Though the process was excruciating.

But once that meridian was unblocked, Han Qiuyun experienced a sensation like never before.

It was as if her body had undergone a purification.

Immensely clear and relaxed.

She truly was on the verge of giving up.

"Now I am going to continue with the second needle," Su Chen gently exhaled, taking a brief moment to rest himself while Han Qiuyun was resting.

This method of opening meridians was terrifyingly taxing on him.

"Mm." Han Qiuyun nodded.

Having gone through it once, she had some idea of what to expect.

Though it truly hurt, it had not yet reached her limits of endurance.

Quickly, Su Chen plunged in the second needle.

At first, there was no sensation.

But then, a few seconds later, the feeling of magma entering her body came again.

And...

It was more painful than the last time!

One hundred and eight needles, the sensation of pain was not the same.

It intensified as it progressed.

And not merely doubling or tripling; the pain increased geometrically.

If the pain from the first needle is considered one, then the present pain is certainly not two—it could very well be three, or four!

Han Qiuyun once again thought of giving up.

After all, the pain had escalated, multiplied several times over.

Persistence, she must hold on!

Ten minutes later, Han Qiuyun endured once more.

Clenching her teeth until they were nearly shattered.

Gulping for air desperately.

Now, she no longer dared to claim she could withstand one hundred and eight needles.

Seeing Han Qiuyun's reaction, Su Chen took notice.

Every person's tolerance for pain is different.

According to Han Qiuyun's response to the pain.

She might hold up until the eighth needle...

Just eight needles...

Su Chen was slightly disappointed.

If only eight needles, even if Han Qiuyun were to obtain Inner Strength, it would be minimal.

It could very well be just a nascent flicker of Inner Strength.

Not even lasting a year.

But now Su Chen had no other option.

He could only hope that Han Qiuyun could endure more.

At least to the tenth needle, or perhaps the eleventh or twelfth, that way, the Inner Strength she obtained might possibly be used for healing.

The Inner Strength gained in this manner is predetermined.

After completion, how much Inner Strength one gets is what one will have.

There can be no further increase in the future.

This method is ultimately a squeezing of the body's potential.

If used again, the result would be the bursting of the meridians.

The third needle...

The fourth needle...

...

The seventh needle...

The eighth needle!

Just as Su Chen had predicted.

Eight needles, that was Han Qiuyun's limit.

Twisted in agony, the towel in Han Qiuyun's mouth was nearly biting to pieces.

When the fifth needle was administered, Su Chen, fearing she would damage her teeth, gave her a towel to bite on.

Tears had soaked through Han Qiuyun's pillow.

Alas...

Su Chen sighed inwardly.

Eight needles it is, then.

At least, this allows Han Qiuyun to possess a thread of Inner Strength.

Although unable to be used for healing, it's still greatly beneficial to her health.

Moreover, he had also removed quite a few impurities from her body.

Su Chen prepared to put away the silver needles.

Eight needles was Han Qiuyun's limit.

To continue would only have Han Qiuyun give up halfway, simply wasting his power.

However, at this moment, Han Qiuyun reached out and clutched his hand.

At this time, Han Qiuyun was sweating profusely, her eyes brimming with tears.

She was nearly speechless.

But Su Chen understood the meaning behind her eyes.

It was to continue!

"Eight needles is your limit, if we continue, I cannot predict the consequences…" Su Chen's brow furrowed.

Although the human body can exceed its limits.

But oftentimes, it is not about surpassing limits but rather falling into collapse.

If the needling continues, the worst outcome would be Han Qiuyun's potential death.

"I... can... please... continue!" Han Qiuyun spoke with great difficulty.

Seeing the woman who, while shedding tears, said she could do it, Su Chen was also moved.

She was a strong girl.

"If we continue, you might die. Will you regret it?" Although he knew Han Qiuyun would definitely keep enduring, Su Chen still asked before proceeding with the needles.

"No... regret!" Han Qiuyun's eyes showed determination.

Su Chen shook his head.

"Then prepare yourself."

The ninth needle!

Han Qiuyun felt as though her soul was about to collapse.

Her feeling was no longer one of magma entering her body, but that her entire body had been submerged in magma.

It hurt, damn it was painful.

Perhaps dozens of times more painful than childbirth!

She'd rather give birth to ten children than endure the pain she was feeling now.

But, she had to persist.

Because she also saw the disappointment in Su Chen's eyes.

Clearly, eight needles were not what Su Chen was hoping for.

She did not want to disappoint Su Chen.

Nor did she want to regret it herself.

This was a one-time chance.

However much Inner Strength she could attain this time, she would only have that much for her entire life.

It amounts to squeezing out a lifetime's worth of potential.

She could not just give up so easily!

The ninth needle ended.

Han Qiuyun felt like she was about to ascend to immortality.

As if she had been soaked in magma.

The tenth needle!

With each needle, the pain doubled.

Su Chen initially thought Han Qiuyun could endure at most one more needle.

But unexpectedly, this girl persisted to the tenth needle.

Clearly, Han Qiuyun could no longer bear it.

The only thing supporting her will to continue was her perseverance in traditional Chinese medicine.

"Continue…"

The voice was weak, but still resolute.

The eleventh needle.

The twelfth needle!

...

"The fifteenth needle!"

Su Chen was shocked.

He had never imagined Han Qiuyun could last until the fifteenth needle.

He estimated she could withstand eight needles.

Fifteen needles, it was nearly double that!