Otsutsuki Mowu's treatment had reached its final stage. Only a few major pressure points in his upper body remained. Once those were unblocked, Mo Wu's treatment would be a complete success!
Otsutsuki Yousheng watched from the side, his face tense. He barely dared to breathe, afraid that even a slightly louder breath might disrupt Ling Yu's concentration.
In truth, even Ling Yu felt excited and nervous now. If this worked, he would not only save Otsutsuki Mowu but also gain a tremendous boost in confidence.
Time ticked by, second after second, as beads of sweat rolled down Ling Yu's forehead.
After an unknown amount of time, just as You Sheng thought he might suffocate in that stifling silence, Ling Yu let out a deep breath and slowly withdrew his hands.
Still sitting on the ground, Mo Wu slowly opened his eyes. He and Ling Yu exchanged a glance, then smiled, both looking as though they had narrowly escaped death.
Their expressions told You Sheng that the treatment had succeeded, but he seemed unable to believe it until he heard them say so themselves. He kept asking, "It worked, right? Did it work?"
Hearing You Sheng's anxious tone, the two seemed determined to enjoy his agitation a little longer. They deliberately said nothing, instead wiping the smiles off their faces and looking at him solemnly.
You Sheng had already been certain the treatment had succeeded, so he had been smiling. But faced with their solemn expressions, he could no longer muster a smile, and panic gradually crept over his face.
Only when You Sheng was visibly flustered did Mo Wu burst out laughing. "All right, I'll stop scaring you. I'm better now. Completely better!"
At those words, You Sheng nearly burst into tears. He threw himself at Mo Wu and hugged