Once a Blade Is Drawn, It Is Hard to Sheathe

The Uncollectible Blade was short and small, looking just like a miniature toy, so when it was revealed, it immediately drew raucous laughter from the mountain bandits.

Jun Changxiao wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground; it was just too damn embarrassing.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

A blade that required a Talisman of Seal Breaking to unlock its seal could never be this short and weak; it must have extraordinary qualities!

As Jun Changxiao comforted himself, he pinched the hilt between two fingers, his gaze cold and sharp as he said, "Hand over my sect's disciples obediently, and there is still room for negotiation. Otherwise, don't blame this seat for starting a massacre at the Black Wind Stockade!"

Even if it was embarrassing, he had to force a display of dominance.

However, holding a miniature knife that looked like a toy, he looked quite ridiculous.

"Start a massacre? With that knife?"

"Can that knife even cut a watermelon?"

"If you subtract the part for the hilt, it would be impressive if the remaining blade could even cut an apple!"

"Pfft, hahaha!"

"I can't, my stomach hurts from laughing..."

Many mountain bandits bent over with laughter, tears almost streaming from their eyes.

"Kid."

The four chieftains, some clenching their fists and others brandishing their weapons, stepped forward and said, "Are you using your life to be a comedian?"

"Hoo!"

Jun Changxiao exhaled and said, "Just consider it comedy then."

"Enough talk."

Zhou Tianba said impatiently, "Quickly capture him and search him for anything valuable."

"Yes!"

The four chieftains received the order, exchanged glances, and charged forward in unison.

This time, their attacks covered most of the area, and Jun Changxiao, forced into a corner, found it difficult to dodge.

Unless he rushed out of the Training Ground.

But there were hundreds of mountain bandits outside...

Jun Changxiao had no doubt that if he stepped out, he would be swallowed by a wave of people the next second, falling into an even more passive situation.

There was no other choice.

He had to use the Talisman of Seal Breaking.

"Snap!"

Just as the four chieftains were about to strike, Jun Changxiao focused his thoughts into his Spatial Ring and crushed the Talisman of Seal Breaking without hesitation.

"Ding!"

"Host has used Talisman of Seal Breaking x1!"

"Ding!"

"Seal of the Uncollectible Blade has been removed!"

As the system prompt sounded, Jun Changxiao clearly felt Spiritual Energy emerging from the Uncollectible Blade held between his fingers.

"Whoosh!"

At that exact moment, the four chieftains attacked from different directions; some leaped into the air, some thrust their fists, some swung their blades, and others brought down their Wolf Tooth Mace.

The situation was critical!

Trapped in danger, Jun Changxiao held the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right, his body in a semi-crouched position. While praying for a miracle, he didn't forget to act cool as he said in a deep voice, "Bankai."

"Whoosh!"

On the Training Ground, light erupted.

The intense glare made it hard for the mountain bandits to open their eyes, and even Zhou Tianba, with his Martial Apprentice cultivation, closed his eyes, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

With such a sudden flash of light, could that unremarkable little knife actually be a high-quality weapon?

As he pondered, the intense light suddenly faded. Zhou Tianba managed to open his eyes, only to suddenly discover something like a blade tip resting just a finger's width from his nose.

It wasn't just like a blade tip; it was a blade tip!

Zhou Tianba focused his gaze and followed the blade tip, only to see Jun Changxiao forty meters away, holding the hilt with one hand, with a very, very long... blade suspended in the air, stretching from himself all the way to the Great Chieftain's nose!

Outside the Training Ground, there was dead silence.

Over two hundred people, with over four hundred eyes, stared from different angles at the blade that extended from Jun Changxiao's hand all the way to the Great Chieftain's nose, their expressions completely frozen.

What about the four chieftains who had attacked?

They were scattered on the ground, their bodies either severed at the waist or sliced in two, blood and dirt mixing together.

They were all dead.

The moment Jun Changxiao drew his blade, in the flash of light that followed, they had already died beneath the forty-meter-long saber.

"Gulp!"

Zhou Tianba swallowed hard, cold sweat seeping from his forehead, his palms trembling slightly as they rested on the armrests.

The length of the blade wasn't what was terrifying; what was terrifying was the cold glint gathered at the tip, radiating such a powerful pressure that even breathing became difficult!

He had no doubt that if Jun Changxiao took even a small step forward, his own head would be easily sliced open by the blade!

It was definitely not a Mortal-grade weapon; it was absolutely a mid-grade one!

In an instant, the Great Chieftain guessed the quality of the Uncollectible Blade, his heart rate accelerating as his eyes filled with terror.

The Second Chieftain and the others sitting on both sides were equally horrified. They dared not act rashly; after all, the blade was so long that a single swing could cut them all down.

"So this is the Uncollectible Blade..."

Jun Changxiao held the forty-meter saber in one hand, his expression quite colorful.

The weapon gifted by the system for his first wish had not disappointed him after the seal was broken; the aura and power it radiated were far stronger than the Low-grade Cold Edge Sword.

But damn it, forty meters was just too long!

He had complained it was too small before, and now he complained it was too long; this guy was truly hard to please.

Zhou Tianba, with the tip of the blade pointed right at him, suppressed his terror and said, "Sect Leader Jun! Please put the blade away, let's talk this over properly!"

He was scared, truly scared!

Jun Changxiao said indifferently, "Once this seat draws this forty-meter blade, it is very difficult to put it back, so..."

"Swish!"

With a flick of his wrist, the great blade directly sliced off the Second Chieftain's head. "Give him a proper burial."

"Thud!"

The head rolled onto the ground, the expression on its face frozen in horror.

The speed at which Jun Changxiao swung the blade was not fast; given the Second Chieftain's cultivation, he should have been able to dodge it. Why then, was he still decapitated?

Because when the Uncollectible Blade strikes, it locks onto the target in advance based on the user's intent, erupting with a powerful pressure that makes it impossible for the victim to move a single inch.

In other words, the Second Chieftain had been like a prisoner tied up for execution, forced to kneel on the ground with his neck extended, waiting for the executioner's ruthless strike.

This was the weapon gifted by the system for his first wish.

This was the Uncollectible Blade, which could only be used after being unsealed by the Talisman of Seal Breaking.

After testing the blade, Jun Changxiao said with satisfaction, "Formidable."

If this had happened a moment ago, the mountain bandits would have been furious, undoubtedly charging over regardless of the cost.

But now, they huddled together outside the Training Ground by tacit agreement, their faces filled with deep horror, their eyes radiating profound terror!

A forty-meter blade.

As long as that guy gave it a casual flick, it would surely sweep across and kill a whole crowd!

Who dared to go up? Who dared to charge?

If they didn't go up, if they didn't charge, could they avoid the impending disaster?

The answer was—no!

"Swish!"

Jun Changxiao waved his right hand, and the forty-meter blade carved out a streak of light. Like activating a mowing mode, it cut more than twenty mountain bandits in half at the waist.

"Clap!"

The only two chieftains left sitting on their chairs slammed their palms onto the armrests, erupting with their twelve-stage cultivation as they attacked from both sides.

Weapon length had its pros and cons; long weapons were good for ranged and group combat, but they were vulnerable to close-quarters fighting. The two seized the gap in Jun Changxiao's movement and rushed forward, hoping to restrict him by getting close!

It was useless.

Because Jun Changxiao glanced back, and the pressure erupted from the Uncollectible Blade, sweeping over them and freezing both of them in place instantly.

"Squelch!"

"Squelch!"

The blade light flashed, and heads flew.

With this, all eight minor leaders of the Black Wind Stockade were dead, leaving only Zhou Tianba, the Great Chieftain.

"Swish!"

Jun Changxiao held the forty-meter blade upright and walked toward the high platform step by step.

Because they were locked on, even though Zhou Tianba was a Martial Apprentice, he couldn't move a single inch under the terrifying pressure. He could only watch in fear as Jun Changxiao approached step by step like a demon.

"Step."

Jun Changxiao placed one foot on the stairs, held the Uncollectible Blade upright with one hand, and pointed toward the open area outside. "This seat will give you a thirty-nine-meter head start."