Zhong Shenxiu gingerly pried open the mouth of the jar, and instantly, a barely perceptible chill surged out.

Looking back into the jar, the medicinal liquids and yellow earth had solidified together, with the bone sword buried within, only its rough outline vaguely discernible.

Zhong Shenxiu reached in and directly pulled out the solidified mass containing the bone sword. Placing it on the ground, he tapped it lightly and carefully, causing everything clinging to the bone sword to immediately fall away—a truly bizarre sight!

The bone sword was finally truly revealed!

Behold, this bone sword was entirely snow-white, and though it had no edge, it exuded an oppressive, cold brilliance.

This bone sword, having undergone Zhong Shenxiu's special preparation, was not only extraordinarily hard but also possessed excellent resilience!

Robin stared at the bone sword with eyes full of intense adoration; anyone could see from her gaze that she genuinely loved this pure white sword.

Indeed! This sword was too special, too artistic. In this entire world, it was absolutely unique and utterly uncopyable!

Zhong Shenxiu casually picked up the bone sword to feel its weight. It had an excellent grip, and a wave of coolness traveled up his arm into his whole body from holding it—it felt absolutely wonderful!

Zhong Shenxiu couldn't resist making a few casual practice swings. With a flick of his wrist, the bone sword transformed into a white dragon, soaring as if ascending to the nine heavens, its movements unpredictable and elusive!

With a slight shake of his wrist, the bone sword instantly reformed into a straight longsword. Under Zhong Shenxiu’s fluid movements, the sword blossoms resembled galloping white horses, effortless and imposing in their momentum!

Robin, watching from the side, was utterly captivated. This was the first time she had seen Zhong Shenxiu wield a sword, and the first time she understood that a sword could be used in such a way!

After practicing for a short while, Zhong Shenxiu paused, looking down at the bone sword in his hand, which now seemed utterly ordinary in his eyes.

The handling felt decent; next, he needed to test its destructive power to see if it met his expectations, he thought.

"Robin, step back a bit. I'm about to test the sword’s might. Don't let me accidentally injure you," Zhong Shenxiu instructed her.

Robin obediently moved back a few steps, watching Zhong Shenxiu with palpable anticipation.

"Further away!" Fearing the sword energy might reach Robin, Zhong Shenxiu quickly urged her to move back more.

Although Robin’s strength was considerable now, she had never truly fought anyone possessing internal energy, so she couldn't grasp that 'Qi' could injure people invisibly. If she was careless for a moment and was harmed by Zhong Shenxiu's sword energy, the loss would outweigh any gain.

Seeing Robin retreat nearly twenty meters further, Zhong Shenxiu finally felt at ease.

Suddenly, Zhong Shenxiu's expression shifted. The previously casual look vanished, replaced by an aura of absolute dominance, as if nothing else mattered.

And at that very moment, beginning with Zhong Shenxiu as the epicenter, a wind began to blow outwards, swirling up a large quantity of fallen leaves.

Robin watched anxiously. She knew her Master was about to get serious. Such an opportunity was incredibly rare; opportunities to see Zhong Shenxiu truly focused were few, and Robin desperately wanted to know just how powerful her Master was when serious!

At this point, Zhong Shenxiu merely raised his sword-holding hand gently, but the surrounding atmosphere seemed drawn by an unseen force, beginning to stir restlessly. Consequently, the fallen leaves and sand began to scatter, making it difficult for Robin, standing twenty meters away, to keep her eyes open.

Robin swiftly deployed her dark power, erecting a barrier in front of her to block the assault of sand and grit. She could not afford to miss a single detail now!

This was the moment for her to witness her Master’s true strength; this was the time for her to comprehend, "What truly constitutes might!"

Zhong Shenxiu finally moved. With a sharp vibration of his wrist, the bone sword, as if suddenly imbued with life, sprang into action, emitting a sound akin to a ghostly wail that pierced directly into the soul.

Robin began to tremble—whether from nervousness, excitement, or fear, it no longer mattered.

Suddenly, Robin’s delicate eyes snapped wide open, revealing an expression of sheer disbelief. What exactly had she witnessed?

Robin’s gaze had never left Zhong Shenxiu, nor had it left the bone sword in his hand, yet a profoundly bizarre event occurred. Her Master—Zhong Shenxiu—the bone sword in his hand had vanished; it had simply disappeared somewhere!

Simultaneously, a powerful wave of pressure slammed into Robin, knocking both her barrier and her body backward onto the ground.

Even though Robin was sprawled on the earth, her eyes remained fiercely fixed on her Master. She could not afford to miss any detail, especially needing to understand where her Master’s sword had gone!

Zhong Shenxiu had already ceased his motion and stood still. He was merely testing the sword, not training with it, so there was no need to exert his full strength.

As Zhong Shenxiu stopped, the surrounding violently disturbed sand and stones settled, and everything returned to tranquility.

Robin stared at Zhong Shenxiu, somewhat stunned. Only now did she understand why the sword in her Master’s hand had vanished. It hadn't actually disappeared; its speed had simply exceeded the limit of what the eye could perceive!!

"Robin, are you hurt?" Zhong Shenxiu asked, concerned, looking at her still-fallen form.

Robin scrambled to stand up, but her reply was slightly stammered: "N-no!"

Just as Robin straightened up, she witnessed something else astonishing.

Previously, she had been too focused on Zhong Shenxiu to notice changes in the environment. Now, as her tension eased, she finally realized that the surrounding vegetation and large stones were gone, replaced only by piles of fine dust!

Was this the power of her Master? Robin felt somewhat lost. She had been practicing diligently, yet the gap between her and her Master remained this vast!

"Take it. This bone sword belongs to you from now on," Zhong Shenxiu said, tossing the bone sword to Robin.

Robin caught it reflexively, still looking somewhat dazed.

Zhong Shenxiu knew the young woman had received a psychological blow, so he quickly walked over and patted her shoulder. "Do you want to learn? If you work hard, you can achieve this kind of effect too."

"I want to learn!" Robin blurted out almost instinctively.

"I will teach you. This bone sword doesn't have a name yet. Since it's yours now, you can name it yourself," Zhong Shenxiu informed her.

Robin thought for a moment before saying, "Master, I want to name it 'Cun Mang' (Inch Gleam)."

"Hmm, a very nice name," Zhong Shenxiu commented mildly, without dwelling on it.

As Robin was lovingly admiring and playing with 'Cun Mang,' Mu Feng suddenly spoke up: "Robin, later I will not only teach you some sword techniques but also some whip methods."

Upon hearing that she could learn new skills, although Robin tried hard to maintain composure, the shining light in her eyes betrayed her excitement.