Mount Kunlun, Zhuwu Chain Courtyard ruins.
After Ye Weiming's meticulous rescue treatment, Qing Wing Bat King Wei Yixiao's rigid body had returned to normal, with golden needles filling his body's meridian points. It was these golden needles that had once again suppressed the cold poison that had flared up in his body.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"
With the healing nearly accomplished, Ye Weiming moved his fingers with lightning speed, his right hand blurred into a series of afterimages, rapidly pulling out the golden needles that filled Wei Yixiao's meridian points and carefully placing them back into the needle pouch.
As the golden needles left his body, Wei Yixiao felt immediately lighter, and the circulation of True Qi inside him became smoother.