The sage was determined to die.

"It's so obvious and clear, how come you're only just realizing it?"

Ji Bai looked at Yan Ming beside him with great disbelief. The latter was caught off guard and choked for a moment, then hesitated and said, "I... of course I already knew."

After saying this, Yan Ming couldn't help but look at the outwardly calm Ji Bai and couldn't help but ask, "You didn't already know who had the other parts, did you?"

Ji Bai sighed and said slowly, "There are only so many people I've met in total, so it's actually quite difficult not to know them."

Yan Ming was at a loss for words. He scratched his head and inexplicably felt that what the other person said made a lot of sense.

"So what should we do next?" Yan Ming asked. "You see, even you don't seem to have any reaction with this thing in your hands."

At this point, Yan Ming felt a sense of relief.

He had initially felt somewhat disappointed that he was holding the treasure but not being chosen at all. Now that everyone was suddenly equal and no one was chosen, the disappointment that had welled up in his heart subsided considerably.

As she thought about it, even the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve upwards.

Looking at his expression, Ji Bai couldn't help but click his tongue and say, "Your gloating expression is really hard to suppress."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ming subconsciously touched his face and retorted, "Huh, is it that obvious?"

"Hey, but don't be discouraged."

As if trying to conceal his true feelings, Yan Ming coughed and said to Ji Bai, "You already have so many literary talents, so even if you lose one, it doesn't really matter..."

Before he could finish speaking, the object in Ji Bai's hand, which had been completely still and resembled a transparent stone, began to slowly flash with a layer of white light.

A streak of light vanished in an instant, as fleeting as if it had never existed, but the sharp-eyed Yan Ming certainly noticed it.

He couldn't help but rub his eyes, his voice trembling slightly: "Was that just now... not my imagination?"

Ji Bai weighed the object in his hand. The transparent gel flashed with tiny white light again. Yan Ming was increasingly surprised as he looked at it, but the person involved remained very calm.

Ji Bai casually tossed the item to Yan Ming and said, "Take it."

Yan Ming took it with a slightly hurried expression, but as soon as the thing was in his hand, it seemed to go completely blind.

"Hey, what's going on?" Yan Ming shook it with some force, as if trying to rouse the thing.

"It seems this thing is quite selective in who it works for," Ji Bai said.

Yan Ming: "..."

His eyes turned resentful again, but his hand didn't loosen its grip much; he still held the thing tightly in his hand, showing no intention of giving it up.

Yan Ming coughed a few times and said, "Maybe this is just how things are. It's okay, I can keep it for you for now."

Seeing the other party's attitude, Ji Bai didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Don't worry, I didn't actually feel anything either."

After saying that, Ji Bai changed his tone and frowned slightly.

"However, something is definitely not right," Ji Bai said.

"What's wrong?" Yan Ming asked with some concern upon hearing this. "Could this thing be at risk of exploding? If so, I... no, I guess I'll just have to give my friend another chance..."