My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

"Then let's not gamble!"

Upon hearing Xiao Yunshu's words, Jiang Xiaobai quickly shook his head.

"Um?"

Xiao Yunshu raised an eyebrow and slowly raised her delicate hand: "Young Master, are your shoulders sore again?"

"..."

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the hand, then finally nodded with a wry smile: "I'll bet, okay?"

"Hmph, look at how troubled you are!"

Xiao Yunshu snorted coldly, lowering her raised hand again: "Besides, you might not even be able to pull it out!"

"So, the winner might not necessarily be you!"

"Well, just you wait and see!"

Jiang Xiaobai sighed, too lazy to argue, and turned his gaze to the Cangfeng Sect disciples carrying buckets of water: "Come on, all of you, aim at where the swords are and splash water on them!"

"yes!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples immediately began splashing water.

As the hissing sound continued, a large amount of white mist completely enveloped the area.

The scorching heat and moisture swept around, causing many disciples to retreat further.

Jiang Xiaobai stood to the side, but the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

That's right, he used the principle of thermal expansion and contraction.

First, heat the knife and the stone below with a large fire. This will naturally loosen the bitten area.

Finally, pour cold water onto the blade to cause it to cool down and shrink rapidly.

Between this expansion and contraction, there will be some loosening.

When the last disciple stepped forward carrying a bucket of water, Jiang Xiaobai was ready.

Whoosh!

The last bucket of cold water was poured down, and thick white mist rose again.

Jiang Xiaobai took a step forward, his figure following closely behind, rushing directly into the white mist and grabbing the hilt of the knife.

Feng Jitong watched this scene, shook his head and smiled.

Even if there is some loosening, Jiang Xiaobai's strength at the fourth level of Concealed Edge alone might not be enough to draw the sword.

But just as this thought arose, a clear sound suddenly rang out from within the white mist.

Clang!

The sound of the blade leaving the platform instantly echoed throughout the surrounding area.

Ok?

The smile on Feng Jitong's face vanished.

The next moment, Jiang Xiaobai's figure emerged from the white mist.

In Jiang Xiaobai's hand, there was now a rusty longsword.

It really came out like that?

The few Cangfeng Sect disciples responsible for splashing water stared at Jiang Xiaobai with equally wide eyes.

"How did this guy do that?"

The smile on Xiao Yunshu's face also disappeared, replaced by a look of surprise.

Tang Ningshuang stared blankly at the long sword in Jiang Xiaobai's hand.

She guessed that since Jiang Xiaobai dared to gamble, he must have some confidence.

But when I actually saw the number one sword in the world being drawn, I still found it hard to believe.

"This...this is impossible!"

Feng Jitong hurried to the execution platform, and asked in astonishment, "Just light a fire, pour in a few buckets of water, and it's done?"

Cheng Yanqiu also went up and looked at the empty knife slot, remaining silent for a long time.

How many years has this knife been kept in the Hidden Edge Sect?

They had tried countless methods to pull the knife out in the past.

As a result, Jiang Xiaobai set up a fire, poured a few buckets of water, and took it away so easily?

This is... somewhat annoying!

"Why!"

Jiang Xiaobai, carrying his long sword, slowly stepped down from the stone platform and deliberately sighed, "Tell me, how did this sword get pulled out?"

"And it's so easy!"

"..."

Looking at the smug Jiang Xiaobai, Feng Jitong and Cheng Yanqiu didn't say a word.

The disciples of the Hidden Edge Sect around them also had complicated expressions on their faces.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Jiang Xiaobai finally couldn't help but burst into laughter. He looked at Feng Jitong and said, "Old Feng, you lost. Remember to take me to that uncharted land later!"

Then, Jiang Xiaobai's gaze fell on Xiao Yunshu: "As for your bet, I'm in a great mood today, so I'll waive it for you!"

"Oh, no need!"

Xiao Yunshu snorted coldly, but a smile played on her lips: "This servant... still wishes to serve you well, young master!"

Despite saying that, Xiao Yunshu couldn't help but glance at the knife again.

Tang Ningshuang stood to the side and breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, she didn't gamble.

"..."

Jiang Xiaobai looked helpless and didn't dwell on the bet. Instead, he lowered his head and carefully examined the long knife in his hand.

Now, after being heated and cooled, much of the rust on the knife has come off.

The knife is about three fingers wide, resembling a sword, but only one side is sharpened.

Its design is distinctly different from that of ordinary broadswords.

It was... somewhat similar to the Tang sword he had seen in his previous life, only a little wider.

It feels very light to the touch.

Jiang Xiaobai was increasingly satisfied with what he saw, and immediately channeled the hidden energy within his body into the hilt of the sword.

hum!

The longsword vibrated instantly, and a piercing whistling sound suddenly rang out.

The remaining rust clinging to the blade was completely repelled by its sharpness.

The moment the silvery light appeared, bursts of energy spread outwards along the blade.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes brightened slightly, and he slashed at a nearby rock with his knife.

Whoosh!

The blade flashed through the air, its sharpness swift and fleeting.

boom!

The boulder, about half a person's height, shattered instantly, turning into a large number of fragments scattered on the ground.

"What a fine knife!"

Jiang Xiaobai was overjoyed and raised his long sword to examine it again.

At this moment, the blade was fully revealed, covered with some strange patterns.

Near the handle, two small characters can be clearly seen.

Listen to the wind!

"Tingfeng? What a great name!!"

Jiang Xiaobai sighed in admiration, then looked up at Feng Jitong: "Elder Feng, now that I've got this sword, does that mean the Sword Inquiry Sect will still have to listen to me?"

"Yes, that's right!"

Feng Jitong spoke up, "To see the sword is to see its master; this is the rule of the Sword Inquiry Sect!"

Congratulations!

"Ha ha!"

Jiang Xiaobai chuckled again upon hearing this. If given the chance, he would definitely make a trip to the Dao Asking Sect.

He became the head of a sect with ease; who can he complain to?

After the laughter subsided, Jiang Xiaobai looked at Feng Jitong again and said, "Old Feng, since it's still early, shall we go for a walk at the place you mentioned?"

"Well, a bet's a bet!"

Feng Jitong looked at the knife in Jiang Xiaobai's hand, sighed again, and nodded, "Let's go!"

That's right, he personally agreed to it.

Now that Jiang Xiaobai has actually drawn his sword, as an elder of the Hidden Edge Sect, he naturally cannot go back on his word.

After saying that, Feng Jitong took the lead and walked down the mountain.

Cheng Yanqiu looked at the empty sword platform, his expression still somewhat complicated, but in the end he didn't say anything and followed.

"Miss Tang, please hold this for me!"

Jiang Xiaobai handed the Listening Blade to Tang Ningshuang.

Tang Ningshuang took the knife and responded softly, but her gaze remained fixed on the blade.

Although she was using a sword, she could sense the extraordinary nature of this knife.

Not long after the group left, a white figure landed in front of the sword platform.

Chu Qingci looked at the now empty sword platform, a look of surprise on her face.

A moment later, she looked up in the direction Jiang Xiaobai had left.

"That's quite a peculiar method!"

A gentle breeze blows, and her long hair sways softly.

Chu Qingci's figure quickly disappeared from the spot.