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Chapter 9 Dr Nakoa's Astonishment

  • silver needles, as it turned out, existed in a three-tiered classification system based on their rigidity.
  • The most prevalent category, mortal grade, was crafted from a unique steel known for its balance of firmness and pliability. Mastering their use demanded a dedicated ten years.
  • Earthly grade silver needles, fabricated from pure gold, possessed a delicacy akin to a single strand of hair. Wielding these needles necessitated a minimum of five decades of honed expertise.
  • As for the celestial-grade silver needles, these remained an elusive legend even to Dr. Nakoa, who had dedicated his life to medical research and practice.
  • Rumors described them as soft as cotton, impossibly thin, barely perceptible to the naked eye, let alone manipulable.
  • Dr. Nakoa, a seasoned practitioner with a lifetime of accumulated knowledge, had never encountered such a fabled grade of silver needles. His own proficiency extended only to the earth-grade variety.
  • This esoteric knowledge was typically privy only to highly experienced practitioners. Dr. Nakoa was astounded to hear it uttered by such a young man.
  • A sudden epiphany struck Dr. Nakoa. "While we don't carry silver needles for sale here," he declared, "I possess a set of ancestral earth-grade silver needles that you may borrow."
  • A middle-aged woman interjected with concern, "But Dr. Nakoa, he seems..."
  • Before she could complete her thought, Dr. Nakoa silenced her with a raised hand. "It's alright," he reassured her. "Please return to your duties. This matter doesn't concern you." He then gestured for Clyde to follow him.
  • They proceeded towards the back room.
  • However, his offer was met with skepticism from a middle-aged woman concerned about the stranger. Dr. Nakoa reassured her and led Clyde to the back hall of Arcane Apotheca.
  • The rear hall exuded the scent of herbs and spices, housing shelves stacked with remedies. At its center lay a peculiar stone bed.
  • Dr. Nakoa carefully laid Clary on the bed before retrieving a dark red wooden box.
  • "Check out these silver needles," Dr. Nakoa said with pride, presenting the box to Clyde.
  • Clyde carefully opened the box. A dazzling golden light erupted from within, illuminating rows of pure silver needles, which gleamed brilliantly in the dim lab.
  • A strange feeling washed over Clyde as his fingers brushed the needles. It felt like a forgotten and distant memory like he had seen and used them.
  • With surprising dexterity, Clyde deftly extracted three needles in one swift motion.
  • Dr. Nakoa's eyes widened in astonishment at the sight. As they say, amateurs marvel, but experts understand the craft.
  • These silver needles, a mere millimeter thin, were incredibly soft.
  • Imagine needles so thin, barely a millimeter wide, and soft as silk. Even a skilled hand wouldn't guarantee a clean removal on the first try.
  • Yet, Clyde effortlessly retrieved three of these delicate golden needles with a flick of his wrist, a feat that surprised even him.
  • A surge of excitement, a feeling dormant for years, coursed through Dr. Nakoa.
  • With focused determination, Clyde positioned the needles precisely, targeting the forehead, temple, and top of the head.
  • Witnessing this, Dr. Nakoa was left speechless.
  • These vital and delicate areas within the human brain demanded extreme caution. Even his late mentor would approach them with the utmost care. Yet Clyde had pierced them with the needles in mere seconds.
  • As the needles sank into her skull, Clary's breathing deepened, and a healthy flush returned to her pale cheeks.
  • Then, Clyde's arm movement became so swift that it became a blur, and three more golden needles materialized on his fingertips.
  • Like lightning, he struck, placing three needles in a row into Clary's chest.
  • Three more materialized instantly, and within a whirlwind of motion, he had placed over twenty needles in all of Clary's vital points. Dr. Nakoa was speechless.
  • The sheer mastery displayed by Clyde was awe-inspiring. Forget saving Clary; the way Clyde used those LunaLance needles was insane! Even Dr. Nakoa's master wouldn't stand a chance.