Zheng Borui watched coldly from the sidelines, his expression utterly unruffled.
Just now, he had not told Jiang Qinghe how violently potent the Obstacle Breaking Treasure Pill was.
It was simply not something a mere Muscle Tendon Strengthening martial artist could endure.
Without his silver needles guiding and protecting him, Jiang Qinghe would most likely have had every major tendon in his body shattered today, exploding to his death.
Of course, everything was entirely under control.
To Zheng Borui, an Obstacle Breaking Pill was nothing precious.
Having Jiang Qinghe take it on the spot was merely a small impromptu experiment after he had refined a batch of twin pills.
First, he wanted to test the medicinal-force guiding method he had recently devised. Second, he wanted to see just how steadfast and resilient this boy's temperament was.
If he succeeded, Zheng Borui would grant him a stroke of fortune.
If he failed, Zheng Borui had plenty of means to preserve his life, disperse the medicinal force, and ensure he came to no harm.
After watching for several breaths, Zheng Borui saw that although Jiang Qinghe was enduring inhuman agony, he had maintained a sliver of clarity in his spiritual platform throughout.
He neither wailed wildly nor broke down and begged for mercy.
At last, a faint trace of appreciation flashed through Zheng Borui's eyes.
"Resolute in will and tenacious in spirit. He's promising material."
He nodded slightly and casually raised his right hand.
Sss! Sss! Sss!
From a compartment in the medicine cabinet some distance away, several dozen silver needles of varying lengths flew out on their own.
They transformed into streaks of cold light, drawn by an invisible force, and pierced with flawless precision into the major acupuncture points throughout Jiang Qinghe's body!
The instant the silver needles entered his