Facing Zhan Jingshu, who was wearing nothing, Mu Qiuniang remained calm and composed, without a change in expression, as she pulled out a handful of silver needles and turned him into a porcupine.
Then she chanted a mantra, merging her index and middle fingers, a flash of light at her fingertips, pressing down on his forehead. As she recited the mantra, she slid her fingers downward, and as the light swept across, it seemed to activate something. A network of meridians instantly surfaced within his body, following her fingertips.
Only when her fingertips reached the soles of his feet did the entire network fully emerge, with major and minor paths crossing, shimmering with a faint white light.
And the real work was just about to begin.
