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Mu Qiushui stood at the side, nervously clenching his ten fingers tightly, waiting to take action. He knew that Feng Qingcheng was currently at the most critical juncture of his cultivation, so he could not go forward to disturb him.

Feng Qingcheng, who was a few steps away from her, held Xi Jiu'er's arm tightly and inserted silver needles into various acupoints in her arm. Then