Chapter 878: Chapter 878: Gu Huaqiu’s Revenge
However, after hearing about the Punishment Hall, Liu Zixuan showed not the slightest hint of fear.
Instead, the teasing expression on his face became even more pronounced because he knew Gu Huaqiu temporarily would not let him enter the Punishment Hall.
The reason is simple, once he enters the Punishment Hall, regardless of Liu Zixuan’s right or wrong, the Great Elder of the Punishment Hall has the final say. Since he’s new here, he can entirely claim that he’s unfamiliar with everything, which would lead to a lighter penalty from the Punishment Hall.
In this way, Liu Zixuan wouldn’t receive a severe punishment, and the purpose of teaching him a lesson would be lost.
In the mind of someone like Gu Huaqiu, teaching Liu Zixuan a lesson requires a personal touch, seeing Liu Zixuan’s painful appearance with his own eyes to gain pleasure.
Sure enough, a strange gleam flashed in Gu Huaqiu’s eyes, and he laughed saying, "Liu Zixuan, considering our long acquaintance, I might not send you to the Punishment Hall!"
"Tsk, tsk, the young master of the Gu Family is so magnanimous!" Liu Zixuan remarked playfully.
"You can avoid the Punishment Hall, but for injuring the sect disciples, you must face punishment," Gu Huaqiu shifted tone and shouted.
"What punishment?" Liu Zixuan asked in feigned confusion.
"I am the steward here; all matters, big or small, are handled by me, so your punishment will be executed by me personally. As for what the punishment is..."
With that, Gu Huaqiu took out Liu Zixuan’s Nameless Sword: "It’s to leave an indelible mark on your body using your own sword!"
Upon hearing this, the nearby disciples who were comprehending the Sword Dao Profound Meaning all gathered around. Firstly, aside from the monotonous cultivation, they lacked entertaining activities, so this undoubtedly provided them with some amusement.
Secondly, they also wanted to see how Gu Huaqiu would play tricks on Liu Zixuan.
The current scenario was something they anticipated, after all, Gu Huaqiu was acknowledged as a genius within the Profound Sword Sect. Having lost to Liu Zixuan in the martial arts tournament, now back in the sect, their Senior Brother Gu was certainly looking to regain his face.
Liu Zixuan heard this and laughed: "I can accept the punishment, but how do I know that after these matters are over here, you won’t send me to the Punishment Hall?"
Gu Huaqiu immediately snorted coldly: "I am the steward of the Sword Dao Hall; when the Sword Dao Hall is closed, it’s my decree here. Since I’ve promised you, I definitely won’t hand you over to the Punishment Hall."
"What about them?" Liu Zixuan pointed to the other disciples.
Gu Huaqiu turned to look at them: "Today, whatever happens inside the Sword Dao Hall, no word shall be mentioned outside, understood!"
"No worries, Senior Brother Gu, as long as Liu Zixuan doesn’t go out blabbering, we wouldn’t say a thing." The disciples shouted.
Gu Huaqiu coldly laughed: "Him? Soon, he’ll have an indelible mark on his body; where would he find the face to go out and blabber!"
At his words, the nearby disciples burst into laughter, full of disdain and mockery.
Like telling Liu Zixuan, this is the consequence of offending Senior Brother Gu!
Looking at them, Liu Zixuan was neither anxious nor angry, he calmly smiled: "I definitely won’t go out blabbering."
His tone was very flat. His demeanor gave Gu Huaqiu an illusion.
He vaguely felt as if Liu Zixuan was apologizing or conceding, which felt odd because in his knowledge, Liu Zixuan was someone who would absolutely not compromise with anyone.
But soon, this strange thought was dispelled, because Gu Huaqiu felt Liu Zixuan was currently afraid of his status in the Profound Sword Sect, worried about Huaqiu troubling him further, hence appearing weak.
With a mocking smile: "If you had been more modest in the Martial Realm, you wouldn’t have ended up in this situation now."
Liu Zixuan’s lips twitched a few times but he said nothing.
Gu Huaqiu wasn’t impatient. He glanced at the Nameless Sword in his hand, then turned to the others: "Dear fellow disciples, help think about what kind of mark to leave on his body and where?"
"Injuring Brother Wang in front of everyone surely can’t be dealt with lightly. How about writing ’I am a tortoise’ on his back?" earlier one disciple suggested.
His suggestion was immediately echoed by many nearby.
On the left, another disciple said: "Though he’s still a disciple, he belongs to the sweeper old man’s crew, just write ’sweep’ on his face then."
"Hahaha, that’s more fitting!" People shouted.
Nevertheless, Gu Huaqiu shook his head: "You guys are too much. No matter what, Liu Zixuan is still our junior. Writing such things on him, how would he face people going out? Even though he was wrong, we must learn to be forgiving."
"Senior Brother Gu is magnanimous, it seems we were narrow-minded!"
"Senior Brother Gu is indeed worthy of the Great Elder’s personal tutelage; his understanding is higher than ours!"
Gu Huaqiu’s pretentious kindness not only didn’t disgust anyone but also made the disciples praise him even more.
Seeing these hypocritical faces, Liu Zixuan felt an urge to puke.
Certainly, Liu Zixuan’s mind was also secretly amused now, urging them to laugh, soon they won’t even be able to cry!
Gu Huaqiu frowned slightly: "Alright, let’s not trouble him too much, just write ’I am a fool’ on his chest. Firstly, as a lesson, and secondly, to remind him not to make mistakes again."
With Gu Huaqiu’s words, the nearby disciples nodded repeatedly, the kind of flattery they’d probably not even offer to their own parents.
Seeing them nod, Gu Huaqiu immediately wielded the Nameless Sword: "Liu Zixuan, the day you defeated me with this sword, I shall use it to engrave shameful words on you today that will haunt you forever!"
Such an action might be called revenge in kind.
Using Liu Zixuan’s sword to humiliate him provides Gu Huaqiu with endless pleasure!
Liu Zixuan spread his hands out, calmly smiled: "I’ll just stand here, go ahead."
"Hmph! I’d expect you wouldn’t dare move!" Gu Huaqiu shifted tone, directly raised his sword aiming for Liu Zixuan’s chest.
But just as he stepped forward, the Nameless Sword in his hand suddenly emitted a crisp dragon humming sound. It sharply detached from Gu Huaqiu’s hand, not heading towards Liu Zixuan but instead directly piercing towards Gu Huaqiu’s chest.
Rip!
The sound of fabric ripping echoed, the Nameless Sword’s blade directly tore through Gu Huaqiu’s front garments. Like someone intentionally manipulating, the sword tip began writing on Gu Huaqiu’s chest...
