Chapter 370

"What? The Imperial Nine Needles?" Harvey was a man of considerable experience who had lived nearly a century and witnessed the rise and fall of the four great families. The phrase sounded familiar, but he couldn't recall where he'd heard it. Suddenly, he thought of the phrase, "The Imperial Nine Needles are supreme in the medical world". Yet, he dismissed it as a mere folk legend. He couldn't remember which ancient medical book mentioned it, and neither could he recall what they looked like. They probably looked obscure, as if made with an unknown material. How did Cyrus get his hands on those needles? If he had them, why did he lose his entire family fortune and drive his parents to their deaths? "Haha, you arrogant spendthrift! Do you think you can deceive me with some random black needles?" Harvey sneered. Cyrus opened the box that was made of sandalwood. He said, "The Imperial Nine Needles have traversed the endless river of time, absorbing 5,000 years of spiritual energy.