Stop pretending, the seemingly useless junior sister is the real boss.

Bai Xiaobai thought: If I can successfully trick the broken sword into recognizing me as its master, then I'll have achieved my purpose in coming to the Thousand Treasures Cave. Besides, although the sword is broken, it has developed sentience, so I haven't lost too much.

Upon hearing Bai Xiaobai's suggestion, Po Jian stopped spinning.

He seemed to be thinking about her words.

Bai Xiaobai was a little uneasy, her eyes fixed on the shattered sword that had floated up.

A moment later, the broken sword moved closer to her.

"Little snake, your blood is very special. This divine sword likes it very much. Why don't you let me have a sip? Then I'll go with you."

Sure enough, this broken sword wasn't easily fooled; it was still after his own blood.

Indeed, a sword that can emit a mature woman's voice and has existed for thousands of years is not something a little snake with only a hundred years of cultivation could fool.

But what Bai Xiaobai couldn't understand was why this broken sword didn't forcefully absorb blood, but instead asked for her opinion?

Could it be that it's afraid of something?

But I am just a little snake with no cultivation. What is there to be afraid of?

And this broken sword says her blood is special, but she herself really doesn't know what's so special about her blood.

Seeing that Bai Xiaobai hadn't spoken for a while, Po Jian spoke again.

"Don't be afraid. This divine sword means what it says. Just a small sip. As long as you let this divine sword take a small sip, I'll send you safely out of this Thousand Treasures Cave. How about it?"

The conditions offered by the broken sword were indeed tempting, but Bai Xiaobai's thoughts went beyond simply leaving this place.

And she would never trust a broken sword that coveted her blood.

Now it's a matter of who has the better persuasive skills.

Bai Xiaobai continued.

"Since you like my blood, what's the point of just taking a sip? If you come with me, I'll feed you blood every day. How about it? Want to consider it?"

After the soft, sweet voice faded, a lazy, snorting sound came from Broken Sword.

"Ha! Follow you? You think you can make this divine sword acknowledge you as its master? You're dreaming. I am a divine sword, and you have no cultivation whatsoever, just a mixed spiritual root. Following you would be an insult to the prestige of this divine sword!"

Forehead......

That makes a lot of sense.

but......

[But it's so broken, even the blade has many nicks. If I weren't short on time, I wouldn't want to carry such a broken sword out; it would be embarrassing! Besides, it just said it could take me out; it was probably just boasting.]

Upon seeing the large characters appearing above Bai Xiaobai's head, Jian became enraged.

"How dare you look down on this divine sword, and even say that bringing it down is beneath you? Are you boasting? Are you questioning this divine sword?"

Bai Xiaobai said that she deliberately expressed her true feelings this time.

However, she wasn't sure if this provocation tactic would work.

Faced with the sword, which was clearly radiating anger, she said in surprise, "I didn't question you. Since you're unwilling, then forget it."

As soon as she finished speaking, her innermost thoughts were projected again from above her head.

[This snake is questioning it. With its rusty blade and lack of even a scabbard, how dare it call itself a divine sword? It must be bragging.]

The sword grew even angrier.

"You say this divine sword is bragging? And you complain that this divine sword doesn't have a scabbard? When this divine sword roamed the world, you weren't even an egg. How despicable, how utterly despicable!"

Bai Xiaobai hurriedly explained, "I didn't say you were bragging. You're very powerful; you're the most powerful divine sword."

After her soft, sweet voice faded, she continued to speak from above.

"Ruling the world? What a load of nonsense. A broken sword without a scabbard, and you dare claim to rule the world? Laughable. Those gashes all over her body are probably from other swords cutting her while she was bragging."

Seeing the inner thoughts continuously being output above the little snake's head, a voice clearly gritting its teeth could be heard.

"Dead snake, come and acknowledge me as your master! This divine sword will show you what a true divine sword is."

Oye!

The reverse psychology tactic worked; the persuasion was successful.

But how do you recognize a master?

Ye Qinghe and Qin Wanrou imprinted their marks by injecting spiritual energy, but I don't have any spiritual energy right now. What should I do?

The broken sword was speechless and voluntarily lowered its blade.

"Do you even know how to perform a blood oath? You're so stupid, who let you in? Although this Thousand Treasure Cave is full of scrap metal made by your Qingxiao Sect's trash besides this sword, letting a stupid snake in like this, I don't know who you offended?"

Hearing that languid, mature woman's voice filled with disdain, Bai Xiaobai really wanted to laugh.

It's not just a broken sword; it also looks down on other magical artifacts and spiritual treasures as scrap metal. Where does it get its confidence?

But recognizing the importance of getting out of there as soon as possible is even more important.

Once she gets out, she'll definitely bite that damned woman Gu Lingxi to death. How dare she plot against a snake? That woman is doomed.

Besides, this broken sword is so confident, even if it's not a divine sword, it shouldn't be too bad. In short, I've gotten a great deal.

But what if this broken sword is just a lie?

But given the current situation, even if it's risky, we have no choice but to give it a try.

After careful consideration, Bai Xiaobai finally revealed its injured tail.

Forget it, there's no use thinking about it now. This broken sword can fly. If it successfully recognizes me as its master, it should be able to carry me away.

As a rich, sweet smell of blood spread, Bai Xiaobai could even hear the broken sword making a "gulp" sound as it swallowed its saliva.

She felt a pang of regret; this broken sword clearly coveted her blood more.

But it was too late.

Because the broken sword had already impatiently pressed its blade against her wound.

As the blood seeped out and spread along the rusty blade, the broken sword trembled excitedly.

Bai Xiaobai: It just stuck to me like that? With all that rust on its body, won't it get tetanus?

Just as Bai Xiaobai was worrying about whether her wound would become infected, her blood was already rapidly flowing along the mottled sword patterns and through the broken blade. Then, countless golden runes emerged from the sword, completely enveloping the snake and the sword.

She stared in amazement at the golden runes, feeling a faint heat rising from her forehead.

Soon, all the golden runes disappeared into the space between her eyebrows, and a warm bond took root in her soul.

As a clear, melodious sword cry echoed through the cave, Shen Ji, who was meditating on Xiaoyao Peak, suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.

Li Qingshan, whose face was covered with Qingling Grass, was launched into the air.

Even the supreme elders of the sect, who had not appeared in public for nearly a thousand years, were startled awake from their meditation.

"Has it recognized a master? Or did it voluntarily form a soul contract?"

"A natural disaster? A natural disaster has actually recognized a master? Who is it? Who is it? Are the good days of my Qingxiao Sect coming to an end?"

"The seal of the Thousand Treasure Cave ultimately couldn't hold it back, but who else in this world can make the God-Slayer Calamity recognize it as its master?"

"Could it be that junior from Xiaoyao Peak? Who else could possibly have such abilities?"

"Alright, that little guy Li Qingshan will be busy."

"However, after a thousand years, the malevolent energy of natural disasters should have mostly dissipated."

"..."