"Then let's not bet!"
Hearing Xiao Yunshu's words, Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly shook his head.
"Hmm?"
Xiao Yunshu arched a brow and slowly raised her delicate hand. "Young master, are your shoulders aching again?"
"..."
Jiang Xiaobai looked at that hand, then nodded with a wry smile. "Fine, I'll bet! I'll bet, all right?"
"Hmph, look how reluctant you are!"
Xiao Yunshu snorted and lowered her hand again. "Besides, you might not even be able to pull it out!"
"So you won't necessarily be the winner!"
"Ah, just watch, then!"
Jiang Xiaobai sighed, not bothering to argue. His gaze settled on the Hidden Edge Sect disciples carrying buckets. "Come on, aim right where the blade is and splash water on it!"
"Yes!"
The disciples immediately began splashing water.
Amid a continuous hissing, thick white vapor completely enveloped the area.
Scorching heat and moisture swept outward, forcing many disciples to retreat farther.
Standing nearby, Jiang Xiaobai slowly curled his lips into a smile.
Yes, he was using the principle of thermal expansion and contraction.
First, he had heated the blade and the stone beneath it with a roaring fire, naturally forcing the tightly wedged surfaces slightly apart.
Then, he had them pour cold water directly onto the blade, making its temperature plummet and causing it to contract.
That expansion followed by contraction would loosen it.
As the last disciple stepped forward with his bucket, Jiang Xiaobai readied himself.
Splash!
The final bucket of cold water poured down, and dense white vapor rose again.
Jiang Xiaobai stamped his foot and darted forward, charging straight into the vapor and grabbing the hilt.
Watching this, Feng Jitong shook his head with a smile.
Even if it had loosened a little, Jiang Xiaobai's strength at the hidden edge fourth level might not be enough to pull