Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 363 Needle Of Ninth Revival

As Caylie focused on applying the needles, she seemed to be in a trance, deeply inhaling her scent and almost losing herself in the moment.

After the first needle, Caylie paused, observing no apparent reaction.

Marley, seizing the moment to showcase his skill, chose a golden needle and expertly inserted it into Emrys arm, the metallic sheen of the needle adding a touch of grandeur to the procedure.

Caylie proceeded with the second and then the third needle. her technique meticulous and precise. Marley trailed closely behind her.

At this point, the Jetroinian man’s previously contented expression began to shift, a slight furrow appearing on his brow, indicating the beginnings of discomfort.

After three needles, her acupuncture technique was beginning to show its effectiveness,

Reuben and his entourage, initially skeptical and dismissive, found their attention inadvertently drawn to the unfolding duel.

The third needle insertion by Caylie had captured their focus entirely, betraying their earlier derision.

Observing her technique, it became evident to them that Caylie was not merely competent but possessed a depth of skill that belied her calm demeanor.

By the fifth needle, a collective realization dawned upon them, prompting a surprised glance toward

Duncan.

renowned method,

there

reversed version of the revered Needle of Ninth Revival,

his curiosity, turned to Duncan and inquired. “Duncan, did you impart this particular set of acupuncture techniques to Ms.

“Refrain from calling me ‘Dunc.’ We

further on the topic, leaving Reuben with no choice but to swallow his questions and turn his attention

the stark difference in the participants‘ conditions became

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gasps as sweat beaded on bis

sharp contrast, Emrys maintained his composure, seemingly unaffected by

the eighth and ninth needles, the tension in

man’s face contorted with pain, his facial muscles twitching involuntarily, a testament to the intensity of the

taken aback by the

becoming increasingly clear to them that Caylie’s acupuncture technique, though it mirrored Duncan’s in its foundation, was

traditional medicine field, much like Duncan had done in his heyday with his

himself wrestling with

proficiency in acupuncture was not just commendable; it was exemplary, befitting the title of a ‘Master‘ and indicative of

fell speechless

next needle. Yet, Caylie surprised