This made Mu Daochun increasingly incredulous. He realized that these nine golden needles were extraordinary, yet he still couldn't discern what kind of Gold Needle Secret Skill it was.
Within fifty seconds, the nine golden needles seemed to be gathering the power of the alcohol lamp's flames. Gradually, one of the needles began to emit a white vapor, while the others started to bead with droplets of black blood! This was the result of puncturing the old master's heart meridian, yet his complexion remained deathly pale, showing no sign of change.
At this moment, a cold smile crept onto Mu Daochun's face as he prepared to deliver a stern rebuke. But just then, Qin Long flicked one of the golden needles with his finger.
BOOM!
Seeing this, Mu Daochun's eyes flew wide open, as if he had just recalled something incredible.
SWOOSH!
