Even Second Junior Brother and their youngest junior brother had not mastered the Sword Enlightenment. Gu Qingyi did not believe that Chen Shu could master this move overnight merely through his Second Junior Brother's verbal description.
Xu Xiaoshou did not explain further.
He only imitated Gu Qingyi's actions, held the scabbard lightly with his thumb against the hilt of the Spiritual Sword and focused his thoughts deliberately.
After a long time, he gave a gentle push.
"Crack."
The sword body was pushed away to a two-finger width distance. The air was very still, like the calm before the storm.
Gu Qinger stared and waited solemnly.
In the next second, his eyeballs swiveled and he looked to the left and right. He realized that there were no sounds of sword cries let alone any sword energy.
Only silence?
No storm?
"Pfft... Ugh!"
Gu Qinger's explosive laughter stopped abruptly under Eldest Senior Brother's glare.