Xiao Mingxuan and Feng Hao moved extremely swiftly, cooperating to bring out their best Ancient Martial Medical Technique, and kept applying needles to the body of the middle-aged man!

Besides the needle application, the two also fed the middle-aged man a medicine broth they'd prepared in a wine gourd.

Soon, the terrifyingly pale face of the man began to show a trace of color.

Half an hour went by, and with the full treatment effort of Xiao Mingxuan and Feng Hao, the face of this corpse became incredibly rosy, looking nearly indistinguishable from a living person!

This left the spectators quite shocked.

Although Xiao Mingxuan and Feng Hao indeed cheated, one must admit that their medical skills are genuinely impressive!

"Whew—"

Xiao Mingxuan and Feng Hao jointly exhaled a breath of turbid air, concluding the forty-minute treatment process. After standing up, they clapped their hands and looked at Ye Huan with a sneer, "Ye Huan, seeing our results, are you still sure you want to compete?"

Ye Huan couldn't be bothered to engage with them; he strode forward, crouched beside the coffin before him, and scrutinized the woman lying within, feeling a sense of awe.

Earlier, from afar, Huan merely found her quite beautiful. Now, up close, even though Huan had seen countless beauties in his life, surrounded by many beauties, he was still somewhat taken aback by her stunning looks.

The woman's hands were like jade, her forehead delicate, eyebrows slender, skin as delicate as snow, her ice-like skin and jade bones, air like orchid—a face sculpted with divine precision, without a single flaw, face like peach blossom, dazzlingly fair.

She wore a pure white dress made of snow smoke gauze, accentuating her graceful figure, with curves in all the right places. The few thin smoke ribbons at the hem made her appear ethereal, like a celestial fairy.

It is no exaggeration to say that the beauty of this woman places her among the top three of all the women Huan had ever seen!

However, that's not the point.

Ye Huan frowned slightly; he scrutinized the woman not to admire her form, but to check her physical condition.

In his youth at Jimiwula Village, while studying Ancient Martial Medical Technique under Master Dog, Huan focused on honing his skills in observation and diagnosis (looking, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse). Due to his strong comprehension ability, it wasn't long before his gaze became sharper than Master Dog's, able to discern almost any disease at a glance.

Yet earlier, his gaze swept over the woman's body, and he didn't detect any disease she might have suffered "before her death."

Ye Huan doesn't believe that his diagnostic skills were lacking; rather, he's more inclined to trust the startling hypothesis: this woman isn't dead!

Indeed, upon his first sighting of this woman in the Xiao Family's resting area, Huan suspected she wasn't deceased! 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Typically speaking, when a person dies, the life breath within the meridians automatically returns to dust and soil, disappearing completely.

Afterward, the meridians begin to slowly fracture over time.

The body's metabolism also completely stops within ten minutes after death.

As for this woman?

The meridians within her body are weakened to the extreme; even if the renowned doctors of the Ancient Martial Realm were gathered, they probably wouldn't be able to detect the meridians within her.

But Ye Huan, with his keen observation and astute eyesight, immediately realized that although there was no trace of life breath in the woman's body, the meridians still existed; they were just too weakened to easily detect!

Moreover, it seemed her metabolism hadn't completely halted, but was infinitely close to completely stopping.

All these signs lead Ye Huan to suspect she's not dead but in a sort of sleep, capable of maintaining a deathless sleep state for millennia!

"What exactly is going on with this woman?" Ye Huan mumbled, then shook his head, not dwelling on it.

Now isn't the time to think too much.

He took a deep breath, steadied his mind, flipped his right hand to take out 81 sharp and pointed toothpicks, and began to apply needles to the woman, through the snow smoke gauze!

"Overestimating oneself." Xiao Mingxuan and Feng Hao sneered in their hearts.

Not just them, even the spectators felt Ye Huan was a bit overconfident, thinking a miracle was impossible.

The reason is simple: If Ye Huan wants to surpass Xiao Mingxuan and Feng Hao, he must produce better therapeutic effects in the treatment of "Sleeping Beauty" than they did for the middle-aged man's corpse!

How could this be possible?

A corpse that has been dead for millennia has virtually lost all sensory capabilities to the external world.

Likely any treatment method would be ineffective.

Ye Huan is in a tough spot!

Everyone sighed and shook their heads.

Simultaneously,

Ye Huan's hand movements began to accelerate, gradually becoming less clearly visible than afterimages as he swiftly inserted one toothpick after another into the significant acupuncture points on "Sleeping Beauty."'s body.

Shen Que...

Taiqing...

Gui Yi...

Taiyi...

Bu Rong...

Soon, many prominent figures specializing in Ancient Martial Medical Technique on the scene showcased expressions of amazement.

They could discern that Ye Huan's needle application technique was exceptionally exquisite, with each toothpick embedding precisely at the center of an acupuncture point. Moreover, upon encountering conflicting acupuncture points, such as Shen Que and Taiyi, he could swiftly extract the toothpick inserted in Shen Que first, then insert it into Taiyi, immediately followed by inserting another toothpick associated with Taiyi's counterpart, Gui Yi, then reinserting the toothpick back into Shen Que!

These actions greatly demonstrate Ye Huan's solid foundation in Ancient Martial Medical Technique, with profound knowledge of each acupuncture point and its properties!