The Green-Winged Demon King has lived for quite an extended period, yet he has never encountered such a bizarre event!

Kidnapped by someone else? Surely there must be a process, right? How could it be achieved so silently, right under his nose?

Could it be the work of those few guys themselves? Even if they hid, it wouldn’t be so swift!

Moreover, the Green-Winged Demon King is aware of their cultivation level, even if they hid, they wouldn’t escape his detection!

Actually, it’s not just the Green-Winged Demon King; quite a few trackers from various factions were equally astonished!

Soon, many people appeared at the site of Ye Luo’s disappearance and began their investigations.

The scene looked as if they were digging three feet into the ground!

The madness of these proceedings was shocking to even Ye Luo.

At this moment, Ye Luo was actually beside these people, yet the Samo Three Brothers had constructed a peculiar formation that placed him and them in different spaces, and Ye Luo could still observe their movements.

In any case, Ye Luo was thoroughly impressed by the formation level of these Samo Three Brothers.

This was entirely a formation created at the thought of a whim; such skill, if not for being in the narrow confines of that ancient arena with serendipitous occurrences, Ye Luo wouldn’t have subdued them.

Since those people could not find Ye Luo, they naturally wouldn’t resign themselves to the situation, deciding to set camp right there, as they wouldn’t be able to report back on losing someone!

Briefly surveying them, Ye Luo noted over a hundred people there, causing him to sigh.

With the formation’s concealment, Ye Luo was much more at ease.

Of course, once at ease, he realized there were many things he needed to do.

Not to mention, this technological inheritance was something he definitely needed to examine.

Then he sat cross-legged and began studying the technological inheritance.

This inheritance, like a book, conveyed the medical system of the Zhongzhou Empire.

Even though Ye Luo came from a background as a medical practitioner, he found many parts quite obscure and hard to comprehend.

But he did come to understand one thing: the reason these medical techniques worked on cultivators was entirely due to the infusion of the power of laws within them!

Indeed, the power of laws again!

Common spiritual power had minimal effects on cultivators, but the power of laws was different.

In fact, the power of laws, when cultivated to the utmost, could even reverse life and death!

Furthermore, this power of laws indeed existed; although the Zhongzhou Empire mainly focused on technology, their research into the power of laws was by no means superficial compared to cultivators.

Different paths leading to the same destination; whether through technology or cultivation, reaching a certain realm, what they pursued was nothing but the power of laws, just with different methods.

"So acupuncture can be used like this!"

Ye Luo suddenly opened his eyes.

Since arriving in the Martial Realm, he assumed acupuncture was useless.

After all, the people of the Martial Realm don’t get sick, so what use is acupuncture?

Yet the reality is, the daily number of deaths in the Martial Realm far exceeded that on Earth!

After all, the Martial Realm constantly had disputes, and where there are disputes, there are deaths!

Moreover, cultivators cherished life more than common people, thus medical practitioners were supposed to have a higher status in this Martial Realm.

Divine Healer Valley is an example!

However, although the founder of Divine Healer Valley established it, he pursued martial arts exclusively.

He handed over all the medical book collections inadvertently acquired within the Medical Tower to younger generations; naturally, compared to Ye Luo’s inheritance, those collections were not of the same level.

It’s fortunate he did so; otherwise, Divine Healer Valley would be a name with nothing to show for it.

For three consecutive days, Ye Luo delved into this technique called the Heavenly Dao Limitless Needle Technique!

Initially, Ye Luo was taken aback by the domineering name, as not any cultivation technique could entail the Heavenly Dao.

But upon understanding the contents, Ye Luo fell silent.

The technique could be used without limit in terms of realm, power, or race! This utterly overturned Ye Luo’s past acupuncture experiences.

Previously, his acupuncture essentially utilized spiritual power.

But this formation was mostly using laws!

What are laws? They are indeed unrelated to cultivators; they are the rules of heaven and earth, in other words, the Heavenly Dao!

If stated this way, the name of this needle technique, apart from being domineering, really holds no flaws!

Ye Luo didn’t know that during his days in seclusion, various forces became restless due to his disappearance.

First were those who wanted Ye Luo as a scapegoat!

Without Ye Luo appearing, how could they report to the Sect? After all, so many disciples died or were injured this time; even with compensation from Divine Healer Valley, would they receive forgiveness from the Sect?

Next came those who understood Ye Luo.

At this time, Feng Yun Xiner sat at the table with a worried expression.

"Are you sure there’s still no news of that kid? Could he really have been killed by some big figure?"

The Green-Winged Demon King slowly shook his head, "The likelihood is very small; even if one were a master of unrivaled strength, taking them away wouldn’t escape my eyes, given that this is the Sixth Region—there are only so many strong people here!"

Feng Yun Xiner nodded slowly, "Then we can only wait for the disciple recruitment competition; if that kid is alive, he’ll surely participate in this competition. I don’t know why, but I feel that his reason for wanting to become a disciple of Divine Healer Valley is due to a different intention!"

After all, Ye Luo performed quite strikingly in the Medical Tower previously.

Within the Saintess Hall, roars echoed.

"Useless, you’re all useless; even losing track of a single person! Why are you even alive?"

Kneeling below the saintess sat a dozen middle-aged men, each shivering like they were sieving.

"Go out and find him; if you fail again, don’t bother coming back!"

Hearing this, their faces turned ashen.

"Please give us another chance, Your Highness; we’ve tried our best!"

Their deference to the saintess was entirely due to the special poison she administered; every month, they needed an antidote, or their bodies would crumble and die.

"You pig-brains, didn’t you hear what that kid said before? He’ll surely participate in Divine Healer Valley’s disciple recruitment competition—just keep an eye out!"

Relieved, these middle-aged men quickly kowtowed to the Saintess and rushed out without hesitation.

"Hmph, whatever tricks you play, you’ll not escape death!" muttered the Saintess coldly.