Chapter 865 Just Chop Him Up

Even a proud man like him knelt down decisively and directly when he lowered his head and lifted his shirt, his back still straight.

Song Chunxue felt a pang in her heart and instinctively quickened her pace to walk over.

As she drew closer, she caught sight of Lord Zhao and the fleeting figure of Daoist Han.

Soon, I heard Master Han's voice, which was faster than usual.

"This Prince Xuan is the man behind Song Che. He's even more wicked than the evil cultivators, you..."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Suddenly, everyone saw Wuyou dodge past the man who was about to kick Xie Zheng, and the man fell straight backward.

"Whose sword is this? Put it away right now!"

"Insolence! Insolence!"

"Who's riding a sword? If they harm the prince... get out of the way! Get out of the way! Ah~"

The man with the hoarse voice shouted a few angry words, only to be slashed two or three times by Wuyou. He sat on the ground, trembling, holding his whisk, and dared not utter another word.

King Xuan was stunned by the two-foot-wide sword before him and raised his hand to stop others from approaching.

"Don't move!" King Xuan shouted sternly. "Stand there and don't provoke it!"

"Interesting." Master Han's voice came from beside him. "He's quite clever; he knows how to change his appearance."

Looking at the Worry-Free Sword, Song Chunxue's heart leaped into her throat. She couldn't help but whisper, "He's been a bit unpredictable lately. Will he cause trouble?"

"It's alright. Someone was just meant to cause trouble today. I was about to make my move, but I never expected Wuyou to beat me to it." Master Han's tone was quite relaxed. "Don't make any rash moves."

"Hmm." She couldn't bear to look at Xie Zheng kneeling on the ground and hoped that Wuyou would teach this Prince Xuan a lesson.

But she quickly realized that Song Che had met Wuyou, and she was afraid that if Wuyou spoke later, it would cause Xuan Wang to come after her.

Where did Song Che go?

"He's locked up. Don't worry, King Xuan won't be able to find him," Master Han comforted her. "Just watch the show, we'll take care of the rest."

"Mmm." This feels so good.

She turned to look at Fangyue and noticed that she had walked up to Lord Zhao and the two of them were whispering something to each other.

"Whoosh!"

Just as someone was trying to pull Xie Zheng up and drag him aside, Wuyou suddenly rushed forward and slashed his arm, leaving several bloody marks.

Prince Xuan's gaze immediately fell on Xie Zheng, looking at him with an imposing aura, "Xie Zheng, is this your doing? It's one thing for you to rely on the Emperor's favor in court, but now you want to use such tricks to fool me?"

Xie Zheng looked up at the sword hovering in front of him, but said nothing.

But when he looked at King Xuan, he couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

"How dare you, Xie Zheng, mock King Xuan!" another voice with a hoarse voice pointed at Xie Zheng with an expensive whisk and shouted angrily, "Put away your sword now, or you'll regret it!"

"Chachachacha!"

Wuyou shaved his whisk into powder.

"Where did this lackey come from, expecting me to suffer the consequences? He's got quite the nerve. He's acting like he owns the place. Does losing a couple of balls make him a liar?"

"..."

"..."

...

The people present had different expressions, all stunned by the talking sword.

"You...you...who's playing tricks on me? That sword..."

"Snap!"

The father-in-law's hat was punctured and torn to shreds.

"Who's playing tricks? I'm a sword, and nobody can make me obey!" Wuyou turned to face King Xuan like a banana leaf fan. "Why did you kick him?"

Xie Zheng looked at Wuyou, and Wuyou immediately flew to him and circled around him.

"You damned bastard, how dare you make my master kneel on the ground? Do you even deserve it?"

"Don't swear so rudely, who in the city swears like that..." Song Chunxue said to Wuyou in her heart, "You... fine, whatever you want."

King Xuan looked at Xie Zheng and asked, "Is this sword yours?"

"No, are you deaf or do you have donkey hair stuffed in your ears?"

Wuyou pointed the tip of her sword directly at King Xuan, leaned close to him, and angrily cursed, "You hypocrite, you don't even want to be a human anymore, you insist on being a dog? What kind of skill is it to have two eunuchs speak for you?"

"you……"

"Your balls are still there, but why do you like to be a woman? You have a beard but wear a woman's bodice... Ugh... I've really learned something new today. You actually like your own bodyguard. Ugh, disgusting!"

Those present looked at King Xuan in shock.

"Guards, knock this sword down at once!" King Xuan roared in exasperation. "Whoever can subdue this sword will be rewarded with five thousand taels of silver!"

Wuyou suddenly rose ten feet into the air, sneering contemptuously, "You're getting angry because you're ashamed. In this world, there's only someone who can take my sword, not someone who can take me down."

"Oh right, your mother didn't tell you, did she? Your father isn't your biological father. You and your mother both like guards, oh~ So it's hereditary, no wonder. I know you mortals have a saying, 'A rat's son knows how to dig a hole,' and you... it's true."

Song Chunxue took a deep breath, thinking that every time this sword spoke, it was as if it were a different person.

Is he really a sword?

But all she wanted to do was help Xie Zheng up... wait? Senior Brother had already helped him up.

Wuyou took a moment to reply to her, "The Prince Xuan is a fake, so of course Lord Zhao knows what to do."

"you……"

"Nonsense! Arrest him immediately and melt him down!" Having his secret exposed in front of so many people, King Xuan was utterly enraged. "Guards, arrest Xie Zheng and take him to the backyard for interrogation!"

Lord Zhao smiled faintly, "Your Highness, this is probably inappropriate. It was just a joke about a sword. No matter how bad Xie Zheng is, he is still a favorite of the Emperor and a distinguished guest invited by Your Highness today. Just because he contradicted Your Highness, should he be severely tortured?"

Prince Xuan gave a cold, mocking laugh. "Zhao Jin, when did it become your place to interfere in what I do?"

"Men, seize them!" King Xuan felt a surge of confidence as his men appeared.

"yes!"

"Wait a minute."

Just as Lord Zhao was about to say something, Xie Zheng stepped forward and looked at Prince Xuan expressionlessly.

"Why does Your Highness want to arrest Xie?"

King Xuan laughed twice, "This sword is pointed at you, isn't it because you deliberately tried to assassinate me? If I don't arrest you, am I supposed to just wait to be humiliated by you?"

As his gaze fell lightly, several guards with swords stepped forward and pressed down on Xie Zheng's shoulders.

Xie Zhengchao reached out his hand without worry.

"Lord Xie is indeed very understanding, hehe." Wuyou's voice echoed in his mind, sounding rather worthless.

"..." Song Chunxue looked down at her toes, unable to describe her feelings at that moment.

“Since King Xuan has concluded that I attempted to assassinate the Prince, then I will confirm this crime.” He grasped Wuyou’s hand, pointed at King Xuan, and said softly, “Let’s sever his meridians and bleed him to pay off our debt from last time.”

"What debt? What did this sissy do to you?"

Xie Zheng chuckled, "He sent assassins to kill me five times."

"You can tolerate this? Just chop it up already!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wuyou rushed straight to King Xuan, swiftly ripping off his clothes. As King Xuan retreated in terror, Wuyou pierced his wrist bone.

"Pah!" Wuyou said with disgust, "This person's blood is really disgusting. He actually drinks human blood to nourish his body. He deserves to be a homosexual.