Don't Cause Trouble Chapter 75: The Evil Sword Has a Soul

The scene on the platform was bizarre, You Fushi hadn’t lifted a finger the entire time. It was just the Chongming Sword fighting with all its might against the disciples of the Sword Sect who stepped up to challenge it.

Some disciples thought You Fushi was secretly controlling the Chongming Sword and tried to take him down directly. But they couldn’t even get close. The moment anyone approached, the Chongming Sword would go wild and knock them off the stage.

"Spiritual sense control?" Xin Shenzi stared at You Fushi on the platform for a moment, then shook his head. "He’s only at the early Golden Core stage. He doesn’t have spiritual sense."

Ye Su, who had already used spiritual sense at the early Golden Core stage, stood silently beside him, saying nothing.

After another disciple was knocked off the stage, Xin Shenzi signaled for a pause, then leapt into the center himself, trying to grab the Chongming Sword for a closer look.

But the moment his hand touched the sword hilt, a massive wave of bloodthirsty energy surged out, almost suffocating him. He froze for just a moment and in that instant, the Chongming Sword flew straight back toward You Fushi, planting itself quietly at his side, like a well-behaved pet.

Xin Shenzi: "…"

You Fushi turned his head toward Ye Su below the platform and asked, "Can I come down now?" He was tired of standing.

On stage, Xin Shenzi furrowed his brow deeply, clearly still lost in thought.

"Go ahead," Ye Su nodded. She had been hoping to at least see him use a few sword moves, but he didn’t even take a single step up there.

You Fushi immediately turned to leave the platform. After a step, he realized he had forgotten the Chongming Sword, so he reached back, grabbed it, and resumed dragging it across the ground as he walked.

The sword, which had been glowing faintly red around the chipped parts, immediately dulled again like a dead fish, completely devoid of hope.

But as You Fushi stepped down two stairs, Xin Shenzi suddenly moved.

With a flash of blue light, his sword came out of its sheath—powerful and forceful aimed directly at You Fushi’s exposed back.

In that instant, Xin Shenzi moved so fast that no one in the practice arena had time to feel the pressure of his Fusion Stage cultivation level.

You Fushi couldn’t even be bothered to grip his sword. His back was completely open, showing no reaction but Ye Su, on the other hand, was incredibly sharp.

The moment Xin Shenzi drew his sword, she crushed a speed talisman and rushed toward You Fushi, grabbing her junior brother's hand. Their bodies briefly brushed past each other as she raised several defense talismans in rapid succession.

But it was too late!

At that moment, Xin Shenzi had already leapt into the air, fusing man and sword, the tip aimed straight at You Fushi’s back. The barrier from the defense talismans hadn’t fully formed yet.

Ye Su’s pupils shrank. She was about to grab You Fushi and leap off the steps to dodge the strike.

Clang—!

At the critical moment, the Chongming Sword in You Fushi’s hand suddenly flew up on its own and forcibly blocked Xin Shenzi’s strike. The clash of the two swords released a wave of overwhelming bloodthirsty energy from the Chongming Sword, which even disrupted the mental state of the surrounding disciples.

Xin Shenzi stepped back, intending to withdraw, but the Chongming Sword wouldn’t let up. It continued attacking him relentlessly.

Xin Shenzi hadn’t truly intended to kill You Fushi so just as the sword was about to strike, he pulled back his sword intent.

Letting sword intent reverse like that is extremely dangerous for the sword wielder, but Xin Shenzi had always been wild and reckless. He only wanted to test his theory.

With his sword intent backfiring and the Chongming Sword madly trying to stab through him, Xin Shenzi couldn’t avoid it. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered back several steps.

Meanwhile, You Fushi was leaning heavily on Ye Su’s shoulder, still completely unaware of what had happened. He turned his head to look at her, confused and dazed, not understanding what this mortal was doing.

Ye Su realized she had overreacted and removed the defensive talismans. Looking at the Chongming Sword that was still chasing someone wildly on the stage, she said to You Fushi, "Tell the Chongming Sword to stop."

You Fushi turned to look at the platform and raised his hand, saying only one word: "Return."

The Chongming Sword, which had been furiously chasing its target, suddenly froze and immediately flew back into You Fushi’s hand.

Xin Shenzi, whose messy hair was already all over the place, had now lost half of it. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned to You Fushi, and muttered sourly, "You lucky brat... this sword actually has a sword spirit."

If it had been spiritual sense control, he could’ve commanded the sword to fight without touching it but this disciple from Qianji Sect was only at the early Golden Core stage, clearly incapable of using spiritual sense.

Just now, the Chongming Sword had performed so well on the platform that Xin Shenzi boldly guessed another possibility: that the sword had a spirit.

If it did, then attacking You Fushi would cause the sword to instinctively protect its master.

And Xin Shenzi’s experiment had proven it, there really was a sword spirit.

Ye Su had already led You Fushi down the steps and told him to put the Chongming Sword away. The training grounds were still filled with a lingering bloodthirsty aura that made people’s emotions unstable.

On stage, Xin Shenzi sheathed his sword, came down, and didn’t even glance at the Chongming Sword. Instead, he looked Ye Su up and down a few more times. "You react pretty fast."

He remembered that the first time they met, Ye Su had also been the first to notice him.

"Sword spirit…" Xu Chengyu finally snapped out of the shock from everything that had just happened. "Elder Xin, are you saying that sword has a spirit?"

"Have you ever seen someone control a sword like that without using spiritual sense?" Xin Shenzi looked at You Fushi. "This is an evil sword. If your cultivation isn’t high enough in the future to suppress it, it might turn around and control you instead."

A sword with a spirit isn’t always a good thing.

You Fushi lifted his eyes and gave Xin Shenzi a glance, then quickly looked away again, casually distracted, he was just thinking that the mortal beside him smelled quite nice.

"I’d say the sword spirit only has a sliver of consciousness," Xin Shenzi added. "Otherwise, someone at your level would've already been devoured by it. Alright, that’s enough. Everyone, back to what you were doing. Let’s go, disciple. I’ll keep practicing swords with you."

Yi Xuan responded, glanced at Ye Su and You Fushi, then followed his second master away.

As soon as Xin Shenzi and his group left, murmurs broke out all around. Everyone’s eyes locked on You Fushi.

The term "sword spirit" always sounded like something out of a legend. It was said that before the Divine Fall Era, sword spirits were true spirits that could even take human form. But after the Divine Fall, not only did swords stop transforming into people just forging a sword with the consciousness of a spirit became incredibly rare. Every single one caused a sensation, and sword sects would fight each other just to get it.

The two divine weapons from before the Divine Fall Era—Zhongming Qijue, the saber and the sword were said to have sword spirits that could take human form, though no one had ever seen it happen.

There were also other ancient swords that had survived through the ages. If they were still intact, they might retain some fragment of a sword spirit's awareness. Any sword like that was considered a fine weapon.

In the cultivation world, most of the swords used by powerful sword cultivators carried some form of sword spirit. Some swords were naturally imbued with a will of their own, while others developed a trace of sword spirit over time, influenced by their masters’ growing cultivation and increasingly powerful spiritual sense.

"Brother Xu, we’ll head back first," Ye Su said to Xu Chengyu, then turned to lead You Fushi back to their residence.

"Alright."

Once they returned, Ye Su didn’t go to her own room. Instead, she asked You Fushi, "Has the Chongming Sword had any effect on you?"

Yi Xuan hadn’t chosen that sword, which meant the chance of being influenced by inner demons was much lower but she didn’t want anything similar happening to her junior disciple.

You Fushi flipped his hand over and brought out the Chongming Sword to examine it. He looked confused. "How would it affect me?" The sword’s already damaged.

Ye Su paused. "...If it doesn’t affect you, that’s good. Just focus on cultivating properly from now on." She had clearly taken Xin Shenzi’s earlier warning about backlash seriously.

You Fushi replied lazily with a sound of agreement. Then he pulled up his sleeve and held out his left wrist in front of Ye Su. "You pinched me red."