Hao Li said, "You didn't even put any force behind it. How could that needle possibly have been fired?"
Zhao Yuan shook his head. "You don't get it. I'm firing the needle using the same principle as an Electromagnetic Cannon. 'Strange. My practice sessions always went smoothly before. Why did it fail this time?'"
Unwilling to accept failure, he bent down, picked up the needle, and was about to try again.
Cheng Haoyu suddenly said, "Wait, let me see your needle."
Although Zhao Yuan was puzzled by his request, he handed him the needle anyway.
Cheng Haoyu took the needle, examined it for a moment, and then asked, "Is this a Golden Needle? Pure gold?"
"Yeah," Zhao Yuan nodded. Only then did he notice that he had taken a Golden Needle from his Storage Ring Space this time, not one of the Silver Needles he usually used for practice.
