Chapter 879: Chapter 879: Hoisted by One’s Own Petard

In everyone’s minds, the next scene would inevitably be Gu Huaqiu grabbing Liu Zixuan’s sword and then viciously humiliating Liu Zixuan.

In doing so, Gu Huaqiu would gain limitless pleasure, and they would also get a huge laugh.

But unexpectedly, the Nameless Sword being controlled by Gu Huaqiu suddenly broke free from his grip and actively attacked him instead.

This is the Profound Sword Sect, and every disciple here is a sword-wielding expert.

They know swords very well, and the scene before them could only be explained one way.

That is, a Sword Spirit has already been born within this sword, and it was Liu Zixuan who nurtured the Sword Spirit, because only in this way could it autonomously attack upon sensing Liu Zixuan being attacked!

Yet, in their understanding, this is absolutely impossible, because throughout the Profound Sword Sect, only Sword Venerable Ling Xiao’s sword possesses such a special ability!

Could it be that Liu Zixuan is stronger than Sword Venerable Ling Xiao?

But he’s just a Martial Artist at the Half-Step Emperor Realm!

Under two circumstances, a sword can attack without manual operation.

One is the technique used by Gu Huaqiu during the previous battle, manipulating Sword Intent with Inner Strength, but what’s released is Sword Intent, not the sword itself!

However, that’s not the case at all right now because Liu Zixuan is standing still, and no one saw him using Inner Strength to control, and it’s the Nameless Sword, not the Nameless Sword’s Sword Intent!

Except for the birth of a Sword Spirit within the Nameless Sword, they can’t think of any other reason!

Just as they were all shocked and bewildered, the tip of the Nameless Sword had already carved three big characters on Gu Huaqiu’s chest: "I am foolish".

Clearly, this was not a perfect masterpiece; as Gu Huaqiu cried out in pain, the Nameless Sword suddenly lifted upward, directly towards his face, and boldly wrote a brave letter "B" on his forehead!

Along with the blood words on the chest, it forms the four big characters "I am a foolish B—stard!"

What a humiliation this is!

Looking at the big words in front of him, Liu Zixuan laughed with satisfaction: "These four characters really describe you perfectly!"

"Gu... Gu Senior Brother, what... what the hell is going on here?"

"Gu Senior Brother, this is already beyond your or my ability to handle; it’s better to hand him over to the Punishment Hall."

The nearby Martial Artists all clamored.

Listening to everyone’s words, Gu Huaqiu’s face turned like he had eaten something disgusting; just now, he had boasted that no one was allowed to speak of today’s events.

Now, failing to humiliate Liu Zixuan and being humiliated instead by Liu Zixuan’s sword—if this gets out, regardless of whether Liu Zixuan is punished, he will be seriously embarrassed within Profound Sword Sect. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Gu Huaqiu manipulated his body to quickly retreat three steps, his face grim as he shouted at everyone: "Anyone who spreads today’s events is my enemy, and I will definitely make life difficult for them!"

As soon as these words were said, who else would dare to speak!

He is the direct disciple of the Great Elder! Aside from the Sect Leader and a few elders, Gu Huaqiu’s words hold the most authority.

Seeing the disciples looking embarrassed one by one, Liu Zixuan laughed satirically: "Since you all keep secrets so well, I, Liu Zixuan, won’t be excessive either; rest assured, I won’t speak of today’s events!"

"Liu Zixuan, you’re ruthless!" Gu Huaqiu cursed angrily, but he knew that right now in the Sword Dao Hall, disciplining Liu Zixuan is certainly impossible.

Firstly, the terrifying Nameless Sword is there; secondly, in terms of martial power, Gu Huaqiu had already lost in the martial arts competition.

Just now, he was arrogant purely because he relied on his position as a Steward of the Sword Dao Hall.

But what Gu Huaqiu didn’t expect was that his Steward status didn’t help him at all and instead led to such great humiliation.

After all, he specifically commanded not to spread the news.

If it weren’t for this order, after being humiliated by Liu Zixuan, he could have sent him to the Punishment Hall; but now... even if he’s unwilling, he can’t send Liu Zixuan to the Punishment Hall.

The so-called, "lifting a stone only to drop it on one’s own foot" should be the best description of Gu Huaqiu’s actions.

Of course, for the Sword Spirit and such things the disciples were talking about, Liu Zixuan doesn’t know anything.

He mentioned before that he simply likes swords without truly understanding them.

He feels that the reason he could control the Nameless Sword like that is simply for two reasons; firstly, by blood recognition, and secondly, because of the Power of the Dragon Veins.

However, their shock and bewilderment also aroused great interest in Liu Zixuan towards the term Sword Spirit, so he plans to thoroughly understand matters about swords and Sword Spirits.

Seeing Liu Zixuan no longer speaking, Gu Huaqiu retreated a few steps, shouting sharply: "There is one hour left until the Sword Dao Hall ends, everyone should go do what you need to!"

At this moment, no one wanted to continue facing Liu Zixuan, they all prepared to leave quickly.

But things are not that simple!

As everyone prepared to turn and leave, Liu Zixuan suddenly spoke: "From the moment I came in, each of you has been making things difficult for me, and now you say you’re leaving? That’s treating me too lightly!"

"What... what do you want!" Gu Huaqiu shouted pointing at his chest and forehead.

"With you... for now, this should be enough; until one day I think of something else and settle scores with you again!" Liu Zixuan directly bypassed Gu Huaqiu and looked at the disciples: "Just now I remember when Gu Huaqiu discussed how to handle me, each of you was very active, right? Since that’s the case, the suggestions you just made, I return them to you in their original form!"

As Liu Zixuan’s words fell, everyone’s expressions became extremely ugly.

And they didn’t know who started it, but they all rushed downstairs, clamoring to leave the Sword Dao Hall quickly.

Seeing them like this, Liu Zixuan felt very satisfied, flicking Inner Strength from his fingertips and directly controlling the Nameless Sword towards them.

Rip...

Fzz!

The sound of clothes tearing rang out, and the Nameless Sword seemed to transform into a pen, quickly leaving marks on the disciples.

Most were phrases like "I am a turtle", "Liu Zixuan is my grandpa", "Gu Huaqiu is a foolish B—stard", and so on.

Mostly distributed on their faces, chests, backs, and arms, as if like tattoos, even though they were high-ranked Martial Artists, these marks couldn’t be removed quickly.

Having finished, those disciples all cried and shouted wanting to leave the Sword Dao Hall, but alas, they forgot the rules of the Sword Dao Hall; no one can leave before two hours.

At the moment, they can only let Liu Zixuan punish them!

Watching the disciples curl up at the door like humiliated maidens, with special marks on each of them, Liu Zixuan happily returned to the second floor, sitting alone in front of the Sword Stone to comprehend its deeper meaning.