"This is the Imitation Saber the Hall Master gave you. It seems the Hidden Demon Guard personally delivered it from the Main Hall into his hands through secret channels a few days ago," Wu Cang said, a trace of excitement on his face. "Draw it and let us see just what level of Imitation Saber it is."
Holding the Imitation Saber, Huang Xiao asked curiously, "What? You don't know either?"
"This is the Imitation Saber the Hall Master gave you. We wouldn't dare secretly draw it to take a look," Wu Cang said with a smile. "My heart has been itching the whole time I've been keeping it for you. If the Hidden Demon Guard brought it from the Main Hall, it certainly can't be ordinary."
Huang Xiao nodded. An ordinary Imitation Saber would not have warranted such a great mobilization-not only bringing it from the Main Hall, but even deploying experts of the Hidden Demon Guard.
"Then let's have a look." Huang Xiao laughed.
Chao Lingyi, too, widened her eyes and stared curiously at the Imitation Saber in Huang Xiao's hand.
As Huang Xiao slowly drew the Imitation Saber from its scabbard, everyone's gaze fell upon the blade.
It was plain and unadorned, with nothing remarkable about it at all.
But Huang Xiao, who held its hilt, did not think so. He could still faintly sense the tremendous aura contained within this Imitation Saber.
"This?" Yin Huju and Chao Lingyi stared at the Imitation Saber, looking somewhat puzzled. To their eyes, it was utterly unremarkable.
Unlike the two of them, however, Wu Cang's expression changed abruptly. His eyes widened, and he seemed deeply shocked.
Yin Huju noticed the change in Wu Cang's expression and could not help asking, "Elder Wu, is something wrong with this saber?"
Huang Xiao also