Chapter 1142

After a few minutes, the rising mist finally dissipated. Wyatt suddenly moved, his hands flashing like a blur. In an instant, the eight silver needles embedded in Faith's hands were back in his grasp. He casually placed them back into the kit and snapped it shut. "This cold energy is even stronger than I expected. Good thing you ran into me," he muttered under his breath before turning to her. "How do your hands feel now, Faith?" Faith lifted her hands, her eyes sparkling with surprise. She felt light, warm, and incredibly at ease. It was as if some invisible weight had been lifted from her, freeing her completely. Her hands and arms radiated a soothing warmth for the first time since taking the Six-Petal Frost Pill. Looking up at Wyatt, she exclaimed, "This... this acupuncture actually worked!" She couldn't believe it. The Cloudspire Sect had tried countless remedies, used rare herbs, and even sought out the best healers, but nothing had worked. Yet, Wyatt had solved her proble