Rumble!
The gates of the Sword Dao Hall slowly opened, and the eyes of everyone sparkled with anticipation.
With a command from Gu Huaqiu, those disciples charged in like madn.
But as Liu Zixuan approached the entrance, he was suddenly stopped.
"Even though I follow Elder Qing, I’m still a mber of the Profound Sword Sect, so there’s no reason not to let in, right?" Liu Zixuan said with a smile.
"You’ll definitely be let in, but the Sword Dao Hall has a rule: new disciples aren’t allowed to bring their own weapons inside. Liu Zixuan, hand over your sword," Gu Huaqiu said with a sneer, reaching out to Liu Zixuan.
"Are you sure you want my sword?" Liu Zixuan asked mockingly.
Most of the Ghost Gate Needles, except for the Qiankun Double Needle, were left in the dical Immortal Sect, so the Naless Sword was the only weapon he could showcase. However, he wasn’t at all worried about Gu Huaqiu keeping the Naless Sword.
The Naless Sword recognized its master through a drop of blood and was enhanced by the Power of the Dragon Veins, so only Liu Zixuan could wield it. If anyone harbored envy for his sword, Liu Zixuan could command it to attack at will!
Therefore, Liu Zixuan was never worried about losing the Naless Sword, no matter where or when.
"I’m only temporarily keeping it for you. This is the rule of the Sword Dao Hall!" Gu Huaqiu said coldly.
Liu Zixuan nodded with a smile and handed over the Naless Sword: "Make sure you take good care of it."
"Don’t worry," Gu Huaqiu said, holding the Naless Sword in his hand. "You can go in now."
Liu Zixuan gave a playful smile and stepped into the Sword Dao Hall.
As he entered, Gu Huaqiu turned to the two disciples beside him and said, "Rember the task I told you earlier?"
"Rest assured, we may not be able to kill Liu Zixuan, but we’ll make sure he’s miserable for the next two hours!" The two disciples grinned wickedly and followed Liu Zixuan inside.
Gu Huaqiu flashed a strange smile and muttered, "Liu Zixuan, let’s settle our scores one by one from now on!"
Once all the disciples were inside, the gates of the Sword Dao Hall swiftly closed.
...
The Sword Dao Hall had two levels. The first level resembled an ancient library, with bookshelves filled with books related to swordsmanship.
At this mont, so martial artists were engrossed in their chosen books seated on wooden chairs in the center.
Liu Zixuan was not particularly interested in books about swordsmanship, as the Naless Sword did not require those superficial techniques.
So he went up to the second level.
This level was special; it contained three massive stones, one large and two small.
The stones resembled dull swords, covered in densely engraved characters in traditional script. Liu Zixuan could only make out a general idea, unable to fully understand.
Surrounding the three stones were disciples of the Profound Sword Sect, all intently focused on the inscriptions, seemingly comprehending sothing.
After a quick glance, Liu Zixuan assud that this was the place Elder Qing had ntioned for understanding the Sword Dao Profound aning.
Liu Zixuan didn’t know much about swords; he used the Naless Sword simply because of a natural, inexplicable fondness for swords.
However, it was only the Naless Sword that he was attached to, so he eagerly wanted to comprehend what a sword was and what the Sword Dao Profound aning entailed!
He knew that martial artists above the Emperor Realm focused primarily on Heaven and Earth Elents, while all things existed within the Five Elents, so understanding the Sword Dao Profound aning was, in a way, understanding the Power of the Five Elents.
Perhaps this was also Liu Zixuan’s opportunity, a chance to break through to the Emperor Realm!
He wanted to quietly comprehend, but reality didn’t permit it.
Just after finding a cushion to sit on, a disciple nearby snatched it away: "Newcors can only sit on the floor!"
Liu Zixuan raised an eyebrow. In his usual temperant, he would have punched by now, but he knew the difficulties were all deliberately arranged by Gu Huaqiu.
If he truly hit back, he’d fall right into Gu Huaqiu’s trap.
He gave the disciple a slight smile and moved aside, sitting cross-legged on the floor.
The look of soone who couldn’t fight back but couldn’t hide.
The disciple frowned: "Damn, such a good temper?"
Muttering under his breath, he signaled to another disciple nearby.
The other disciple stood up, seeming to have an epiphany, then started swinging his arms.
And naturally, his attack was directed at Liu Zixuan!
Liu Zixuan’s lips twitched slightly, dodging two consecutive attacks.
When the third attack ca, Liu Zixuan reached out and grabbed the disciple’s hand: "I put up with you once or twice. Do you think I’ll put up with you a third ti?"
"Why don’t you fight back!" the disciple taunted.
"If I fight back, you can openly let Gu Huaqiu catch , then take to the Punishnt Hall, claiming I disturbed everyone’s understanding of the Sword Dao Profound aning, right?" Liu Zixuan teased.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about!" the disciple maintained a smug face.
Liu Zixuan smirked, a surge of inner strength flickering between his fingers, unintentionally slipping into the disciple’s ridian. He then calmly moved to sit on the other side.
"Little..." The disciple wanted to pursue, but as he just moved, suddenly an excruciating pain tore through his ridians, sweeping over him.
With a thud, he collapsed, groaning in agony.
Hearing the sound, the earlier disciple approvingly glanced at the one lying painfully, thinking he was surely feigning pain, as Liu Zixuan had touched him earlier.
The admiration in his eyes naturally praised his fellow disciple’s acting skills!
Then he shouted down to the first level: "Brother Gu, hurry up here, the newcor has injured Brother Wang!"
Everything seed preditated, and within two breaths, Gu Huaqiu rushed up with others, holding a token engraved with the word ’Steward’.
With a stern expression, he glared at Liu Zixuan: "Don’t you know fighting is forbidden within the sect?"
"I know," Liu Zixuan said with a faint smile.
"Then why did you injure Brother Wang?" Gu Huaqiu questioned.
Liu Zixuan slowly stood up, hands in pockets, using Brother Wang’s earlier words against Gu Huaqiu: "I don’t know what you’re talking about."
"Brother Gu, he’s definitely playing dumb!" the earlier disciple pointed at Liu Zixuan, angrily saying: "I saw him injure Brother Wang with my own eyes, and I suggest sending him to the Punishnt Hall now."
The Punishnt Hall, a place dreaded by all disciples, where one wouldn’t exit without grave consequences – dead or severely punished, Gu Huaqiu’s ticulous sche was indeed expertly executed.
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