Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 297 – Meng Fan ultimately succeeds

Chapter 297 – Meng Fan ultimately succeeds

Senior Disciple Luo couldn't help but roll his eyes at Wu Tian's words.

In the Sword Pavilion, Wu Tian only dared to draw his sword against himself and Shu Changsheng.

No, even against Shu Changsheng, he wouldn't dare, because Elder Lin doted on Shu Changsheng as if he were his own grandson.

It was said that Elder Lin had a son who went missing. If he were still around, he'd surely have grandchildren by now.

"Wu Tian, do you feel accomplished sparring with a mere True Martial Realm cultivator like me?" Senior Disciple Luo pursed his lips.

One had to admit, Senior Disciple Luo's aptitude was truly lacking.

When Meng Fan was in the Qi Refining Realm, Senior Disciple Luo was in the True Martial Realm.

When Meng Fan reached the True Martial Realm, Senior Disciple Luo was still in the True Martial Realm.

When Meng Fan ascended to the Heavenly Origin Realm, Senior Disciple Luo remained in the True Martial Realm.

Now that Meng Fan had reached the Condensation Pill Realm, Senior Disciple Luo was still...

Words failed him!

Elder Lin's refusal to take him as a direct disciple seemed quite understandable.

Meng Fan glanced at Wu Tian and casually said, "Wu Tian, I've recently mastered a move called 'Myriad Swords As One.' Want to give it a try?"

For someone as stubborn as Wu Tian, Meng Fan felt it necessary to give him a good workout every now and then.

Hearing Meng Fan's words, Wu Tian's heart skipped a beat.

Myriad Swords As One?

The name alone sounded formidable.

"I haven't stepped into the Condensation Pill Realm yet. What's the point of sparring with me? Once I reach the Condensation Pill Realm, I won't need you to ask; I'll come to you for a sword technique duel myself!" Wu Tian continued to talk tough, then retreated to his room.

To be honest, he felt he shouldn't have shown up at all.

But he just couldn't help it.

Or rather...

He was just asking for it!

Thinking back to his childhood, he had always been a bully, with no one daring to provoke him.

But in the Sword Pavilion, Meng Fan seemed to counter him at every turn.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got!

Back in his room, Wu Tian buried himself under the covers, leaving only his butt exposed.

Instantly, he felt like the whole world was his.

Meng Fan returned to his room to get down to business.

Previously, to break through to the Condensation Pill Realm sooner, he had paused his cultivation of the Spirit Wind Profound Art and the True Scripture of Scarlet Blood, focusing solely on the Pure Yang Thunder Cultivation Scripture.

Now that he had successfully entered the Condensation Pill Realm, he needed to resume cultivating these two arts to quickly develop Wind True Essence and Demon True Essence.

As night deepened, Meng Fan exhausted the Essence of the Sword within him.

He stepped out of his room, gazing at the myriad of swords on the first floor of the Sword Pavilion, feeling a sudden sense of disconnection from the world.

He had wiped and absorbed the Essence of the Sword from nearly ten thousand long swords on the first floor.

Thinking about it, it was truly... astonishing!

It was precisely this Essence of the Sword from the ten thousand swords that compensated for his Mixed Spiritual Root, allowing him to reach the Condensation Pill Realm in just two years.

The Sword Pavilion was indeed his Fortunate Place!

As Meng Fan pondered, he shook his head. The Sword Pavilion was no longer just a Fortunate Place to him; it was "home."

On the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, Elder Lin noticed Meng Fan coming to wipe the swords and didn't bother to open his eyes.

He knew that Meng Fan could gain insights from the swords while wiping them, attributing it to Meng Fan's unique physique, something to be envied but not replicated.

Meng Fan wasted no time and began wiping the swords.

Although the second floor had fewer sword weapons than the first, there were still thousands.

Moreover, the lowest grade among them was a Spiritual Sword, with many Law Swords mixed in.

Now that Meng Fan had broken through to the Condensation Pill Realm, he was actually capable of handling Law Swords.

But Meng Fan adhered to a principle of steady and cautious progress, intending to wipe all the Spiritual Swords on the second floor before considering the Law Swords.

Step by step, without any rush.

This time, when Meng Fan wiped the third Spiritual Sword, a memory of the Sword Wraith surged into him.

It was the memory of an ordinary branch leader of the Kunlun Sword Sect, containing no special information. Meng Fan continued wiping the swords.

When he wiped the eleventh Spiritual Sword, a profound and mysterious wave emanated from his body.

The wave was subtle but extremely unique. Ordinary people couldn't sense it, but those who could wouldn't take it lightly.

Elder Lin opened his eyes, frowning as he looked at Meng Fan.

The wave from Meng Fan's body naturally didn't escape his perception.

However, he couldn't discern what this wave signified.

It didn't seem like a breakthrough or an epiphany; it was somewhat inexplicable.

Elder Lin rose from his meditation cushion and silently approached Meng Fan, scrutinizing him closely.

At this moment, he dared not act rashly.

Waking Meng Fan abruptly would be the most foolish move, and Elder Lin wouldn't make such a basic mistake.

He carefully examined Meng Fan's state but found nothing unusual.

"This kid, what is he up to now?" Elder Lin frowned, feeling a bit helpless.

But with his seasoned experience, he judged that this was likely a blessing rather than a curse for Meng Fan, so he wasn't overly worried.

Moments later, Meng Fan opened his eyes.

Elder Lin stared into Meng Fan's eyes and, to be honest, was startled. He seemed to sense a trace of Sword Qi in Meng Fan's gaze.

There was no energy driving it, as if it were innate Sword Qi—utterly inexplicable!

Even with Elder Lin's composure, he was taken aback.

"Disciple, are you alright?" Elder Lin asked with slight concern.

Meng Fan's anomaly was beyond his understanding, so naturally, he was worried.

"Master, I'm fine," Meng Fan replied, initially stunned, then quickly reassured Elder Lin.

Not only was he fine, but he had also gained a great opportunity.

[Innate Sword Physique]

It was complete!!!

Meng Fan had long anticipated this Innate Sword Physique.

From the moment he started absorbing the Essence of the Sword, Meng Fan knew that as he absorbed more, his physique would be refined into the Innate Sword Physique.

After two years and absorbing the Essence of the Sword from over ten thousand sword weapons, including thousands of Spiritual Swords, this incredible foundation and effort had finally allowed Meng Fan to achieve the Innate Sword Physique today!

Although he didn't yet know what benefits the Innate Sword Physique would bring, he was certain they would be extraordinary.

"What was that anomaly just now?" Elder Lin asked, still concerned despite Meng Fan's reassurances.

Meng Fan thought for a moment and, without hesitation, said, "Master, the anomaly was because I have achieved the Innate Sword Physique!"

Although Meng Fan preferred to be low-key, cautious, and reserved, he didn't want to hide anything from Elder Lin unless it was something that touched his bottom line.

What was his bottom line?

For instance... the fact that he was a time traveler. He would never reveal this to anyone under any circumstances!

That was Meng Fan's bottom line.

Innate Sword Physique?

Facing Meng Fan, Elder Lin's mouth gradually opened wider and wider until it could fit an egg!

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