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

"Old Feng, you call this a peerless secret manual?!"

Jiang Xiaobai raised his head and looked at Feng Ji, his face full of helplessness.

That's right, inside this wooden box, on top of everything, are several packets of embroidery needles.

At the bottom of the box, there was a yellowed book.

But the book cover clearly displays the words "The Complete Guide to Embroidered Clothing with a Hundred Patterns"!

No matter how you look at it, this name has absolutely nothing to do with a peerless secret manual.

"Wait, something's not right!"

Feng Jitong was also somewhat dumbfounded, scratching his head and saying, "If it's just embroidery needles and books on embroidery!"

"Ancestor...why hide it so secretively?!"

If Jiang Xiaobai hadn't figured it out, they might not have been able to find it even after searching for decades.

Their sect's patriarch went to such lengths just to hide a set of needlework?!

"Indeed!" Cheng Yanqiu's voice rang out from the side, "Could it be that the title is intentional, and the contents inside actually... hold a hidden meaning?"

"Hmm, that makes sense!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and anticipation returned to his heart.

He immediately picked up the book and eagerly opened it.

But after taking a closer look, Jiang Xiaobai smiled bitterly again.

The beginning of the book discusses how to choose needles and threads.

The following section explains how to use knit stitch, backstitch, chain stitch, slip stitch, etc.

Jiang Xiaobai refused to believe it and flipped through more than a dozen more pages.

The more he flipped through the pages, the more interesting Jiang Xiaobai's expression became.

The drawings on the back are all embroidery patterns.

There are patterns of flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rivers, and clouds, and the order of the lines is marked next to each pattern.

By all accounts, this is an embroidery manual, as proper as could be! "Ahem!"

Feng Jitong, who was standing nearby, could see everything clearly. Embarrassed, he could only cough lightly and say, "Actually... this book is quite good!"

"For a man, learning another skill is never a bad thing!"

"Since our ancestor left it behind, it must have had some unique qualities. For example, the embroidered patterns might be even more beautiful than those of ordinary embroiderers?"

"Or perhaps, if the embroidery is done according to this method, the garment will be more durable and less prone to tearing?!"

"..."

Jiang Xiaobai raised his head and looked at Feng Jitong expressionlessly.

Listen to this... is the heavens even speaking human language?!

"Ahem!"

Feng Jitong blushed under Jiang Xiaobai's gaze and simply turned his hands behind his back, pretending not to see it.

"Oh well, let's take it back first!"

Jiang Xiaobai sighed, put the book and embroidery needles back into the wooden box, and hugged them to his chest. Actually, he agreed with one of Feng Jitong's remarks.

The patriarch of the Hidden Edge Sect went to such lengths to hide it.

The content is certainly not as simple as it appears on the surface.

It's possible, they just haven't realized it yet!

However, looking at those packets of embroidery needles, Jiang Xiaobai inexplicably thought of the "Sunflower Manual".

If this "Hundred Patterns Embroidery Manual" is really like that thing, then you'll have to suffer a cut before you can even begin to cultivate it...

hiss!

Jiang Xiaobai gasped.

Then let whoever wants to practice this unparalleled skill practice it.

Anyway... he definitely won't practice!

……

On the way back, Jiang Xiaobai made a detour to the Sword-Viewing Wall to take a look at Chen Jian. He saw Chen Jian still standing in the same spot, sometimes throwing punches, sometimes striking with his palms while looking at the stone wall.

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at it from afar but didn't go over to disturb it.

Chen Jian's martial arts talent is absolutely unmatched by ordinary people.

Once Chen Jian has figured it out, he can then learn from Chen Jian.

If we calculate it that way, isn't what Chen Jian comprehended the same as what he comprehended?

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaobai chuckled, picked up the wooden box, and continued to lead the way toward Qingxin Garden.

Back at his lodgings, Jiang Xiaobai went into his room alone and took out the embroidery manual again.

At this point, Jiang Xiaobai first read it from beginning to end, and then flipped through it from back to front.

No matter how you look at it, what's recorded above are acupuncture techniques.

"Could it be...?"

Jiang Xiaobai frowned: "Is this really just an ordinary embroidery manual?"

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Xiao Yunshu walked in. "Young Master..."

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai's expression, Xiao Shuyun couldn't help but smile and ask, "After studying this for so long, have you figured out the problem?"

"without!!"

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and said, "But I always feel there must be a reason behind this!"

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Xiaobai looked up at Xiao Yunshu and said, "Here's what I'll do: go and prepare some thread for me, and also get a piece of cloth!"

"Oh, you're not really planning to learn needlework, are you?!"

Xiao Yunshu spoke in surprise, but hesitated for a moment before finally leaving.

After an incense stick had burned, Xiao Yunshu returned with several rolls of fine thread and a few pieces of white cloth.

After Jiang Xiaobai took the items, she picked out an embroidery needle and began threading it according to the instructions in the book.

But when he actually started sewing, Jiang Xiaobai realized that this needlework was much more difficult than he had imagined.

Before long, several blood spots appeared on Jiang Xiaobai's fingertips.

"Stop it!" Xiao Yunshu frowned and snatched the needle from Jiang Xiaobai's hand. "If you keep sticking your needles like this, do you want to ruin your hand?"

Just as Jiang Xiaobai was about to say it was nothing, he saw Xiao Yunshu tear open the white cloth next to her and grab his hand to wrap it around her arm.

But Xiao Shuyun was clearly not good at this, and the cloth strips were wrapped crookedly.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but chuckle at this.

It must have been quite a feat for this woman, a princess of high status, to do all this for him personally.

"What are you laughing at!"

Xiao Yunshu glanced at Jiang Xiaobai and said indifferently, "If you think this...servant's wrapping is not good enough, then young master, you can do it yourself!"

"No, no, it's perfect!"

Jiang Xiaobai flexed her fingers, smiled, and picked up the embroidery needle again.

However, having learned from the previous lesson, Jiang Xiaobai became much more cautious afterward.

Xiao Yunshu watched for a while, and seeing that Jiang Xiaobai was completely absorbed in it, she also felt bored, so she got up and left the room.

As dusk settled outside the window, candles were lit inside the room. Jiang Xiaobai sat at the table, his movements now much more practiced than before.

Fine threads threaded through the white cloth, gradually outlining different patterns according to the "Hundred Patterns Embroidery Manual".

During this time, Jiang Xiaobai also wondered if these patterns of lines corresponded to the meridians in the human body.

The beginning and end of the needle's movement mark the starting and ending points of the internal energy circulation.

But meridians are not clothes.

If you make a mistake, you might get injured at best, or even suffer a qi deviation at worst!

Therefore, Jiang Xiaobai dared not experiment on himself before he had a complete understanding of the situation.

As time went by, Jiang Xiaobai embroidered more and more patterns, following the instructions in the book.

When the last stitch fell, Jiang Xiaobai put down the embroidery needle and rubbed her sore eyes.

But just as he was about to pick up the white cloth, his gaze suddenly stopped.

That's right, these patterns are unrelated when viewed individually.

But when the entire piece of cloth was pulled back slightly, it became apparent that there was some kind of connection between the flowers, clouds, and the patterns of mountains, water, and fish. "Hmm..."

Jiang Xiaobai sat up straight, raised the white cloth to the candlelight, and narrowed his eyes.

Surprisingly, when these patterns and textures come together, they actually resemble a person standing there.

And those embroidery threads happened to pass through the figure's limbs.

Jiang Xiaobai licked his lips.

This……

Could it really be a method of internal energy cultivation?!