Nimble Needles Novels & Stories

They felt goosebumps and cold sweat drenched their back. "Crap! where under attack!" Nike shouted in panic. Before they could even react, something that looks like needles rained on them. The needles shoot at all direction and the group was caught off guard. Each of them crushed a pearl-like object and in an instant, a protective shield enclosed them. His action was swift but some needles still managed to prick them. The shower of needle-like objects continued to rattle on the protective shield creating a sound reminiscent of rain pattering on a gazebo. They move forward warily with the protective shield around them

But her aura and magic said she pointed her out as a white I shrugged in answer. Nub reached into her scarf and pulled out a gleaming silver hairpin. The hairpin grew into a long spear before my eyes, and Nub detached it into two in one swift motion. The first part was in the shape of a scythe, curved, while the second has a pointed end and its tip sharp. I gasped, eyeing the weapons with awe and lust. I wanted something like this too, and it looked just as impressive as the silver broadsword I saw in Thabiti’s some minutes ago.

The titanium needle was a cold, solid promise in the dark. “Time to wake up, little monster,” I whispered, the silver threads finally igniting across my arms. “The hunters are home.”

I threw an air spike towards it and it shredded into pieces. I smiled to see the reaction on his face. And because of his anger, he rushed his puppets at me and added more. I easily destroyed it, but I didn’t expect what he did next. Because his puppets were all destroyed, he threw needles at me. This is not an ordinary needle because when it sinks into you, your body will be numb for a while and then you will feel as if the flesh inside you is burning, and you will gradually weaken. That is because that needle takes your soul until you are deprived of life.

She wished them the same thing again-infertility. Her wish came to life from a necromancer, via a dead fragment of a live body, to the person. No life or mind mage could detect this. And it worked, like a needle, a long sharp needle, which could pierce the rings of chainmail and sink into your throat. Could such a needle kill? Everything could if you wanted it to. Uncle was protected, of course, buried under a mountain of amulets, but a needle could penetrate any armor. That's what needles were for.

As the final needle pierced into Naomi's body, a sound resembling a giant bell echoed as if it had erupted from within her. Naomi's body jolted violently. Boom! With a muffled sound, the hundred golden needles previously embedded in Naomi flew out as if struck by an invisible force. Liam waved his hand, trying to reclaim the Harvest Union Golden Needles that were flying away. However, the Harvest Union Golden Needles, which usually followed his command with ease, seemed a bit disobedient. The toll on Liam was too great. After some effort, he managed to retrieve the Harvest Union Golden Needles.

Seeing Charmine hesitating, Dr. Weir convinced, “You don’t have to be concerned about not having enough time. I’ve taken out all of the extra knowledge, and I’ll teach you a very cool one. Ultimate Seventy-Two Needles!” Ultimate Seventy-Two Needles? What was that?

Her teacher had trained her in both Eastern and Western disciplines, giving her methods that didn’t exist in textbooks. She worked fast. Over a dozen ultra-fine microneedles—thinner than acupuncture pins—had already been inserted into specific neurovascular points along his body. They weren’t traditional golden needles, but a medical alloy designed to stimulate circulation and regulate nerve shock. No blood, no hesitation. Raina turned swiftly and picked up a sterile surgical lancet from her emergency tray. With practiced precision, she drew it across the center of her left palm. A vivid red line bloomed instantly. She didn’t even flinch.

Brooke felt profound recognition as he observed the procedure. She remembered Gunnar using these same needles to save her. These needles were not made from standard silver but from the leaves of a plant called Glacial Silver Cypress. Hence, they were also known as Glacial Silver Needles. Glacial Silver Cypress grew in places where it snowed all year. Moreover, it only produced needles once a decade. The needles needed for acupuncture required leaves from a hundred-year-old Glacial Silver Cypress, which were exceptionally rare.

In the end, because she had never heard of acupuncture before, naturally, she did not know what the so-called sterling needle looked like. Darryl chuckled. "Of course, it's different…" Then, he described the sterling needle in detail. Woo! At that moment, Robin pondered for a while before saying, "This sterling needle is indeed special, but it is quite similar to a concealed weapon that we use." Then, Robin took a bag of needles out of her clothes. This was the concealed weapon called Soul Chasing Needle that she used often. It was about six centimeters long, as thin as a strand of hair. It would catch someone off guard when used.