Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 298 – Enforcement Hall steward? I am the Sword Pavilion steward

Chapter 298 – Enforcement Hall steward? I am the Sword Pavilion steward

Innate Sword Physique!

Innate Sword Physique!!

Are the words "Innate" just for show?

Can this thing really be cultivated after birth?

For a moment, Elder Lin felt his worldview and life perspective had been severely shaken.

He widened his eyes and carefully observed Meng Fan, indeed sensing a trace of special Sword Rhyme from him.

This was because Meng Fan had just cultivated the Innate Sword Physique. Over time, it would become indistinguishable from others, making it difficult for anyone to detect his special physique.

"You brat..." Elder Lin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

Fortunately, Meng Fan had already brought him too many shocks before, so now he was somewhat used to it.

If Junior Luo had cultivated the Innate Sword Physique—no, even if Wu Tian had cultivated it—his eyes would have popped out.

"You brat, well done!" After a long while, Elder Lin finally managed to say this.

Meng Fan smiled awkwardly. Although he knew he was impressive, hearing it from Elder Lin's mouth felt somewhat strange.

"Master, if there's nothing else, this disciple will take his leave." Meng Fan bowed to Elder Lin and retreated to the first floor of the Sword Pavilion.

This time, he didn't see any special Sword Wraith Memory, but in terms of gains, it was far more important than some trivial memories.

On the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, even after Meng Fan left, Elder Lin's heart was still somewhat shaken.

Some chosen ones in the world are born with special, terrifying physiques.

These people start ahead of others by birth, destined to be strong.

[Innate Sword Physique]

It is one of the many divine physiques in Sword Dao.

Compared to other divine physiques in Sword Dao, the Innate Sword Physique is relatively common.

But this physique is always innate, impossible to cultivate after birth.

Meng Fan had indeed pioneered a new path!

"This brat, even before he had the Innate Sword Physique, was already so terrifying. Now that he has cultivated it..."

Elder Lin thought for a moment, unable to fathom Meng Fan's limits!

Meng Fan returned to his room, rubbing his fingers together, and a strand of Sword Qi appeared at his fingertips.

This naturally generated Sword Qi was three times more powerful than before!

"Could this Innate Sword Physique really enhance my Sword Dao by thirty percent?" Meng Fan muttered to himself, both expectant and doubtful.

Could a mere Innate Sword Physique be this strong?

Moreover, enhancing a small strand of Sword Qi by thirty percent didn't necessarily represent the entire Sword Dao.

Meng Fan wouldn't let such doubts linger overnight; he naturally had to figure it out.

He walked out of the Sword Pavilion and slashed a sword towards the sky.

A [Thunder Demon Sword Soul] shot up, created by Meng Fan's fusion of the Thunderous Sword Technique and the Seven Absolute Demon Swords.

Although it was late at night and there were no people around the Sword Pavilion, Meng Fan wouldn't be too ostentatious, so he didn't try to display the Myriad Swords Art or the Heavenly Sword.

The Thunder Demon Sword Soul was enough to prove what Meng Fan wanted to know.

As Meng Fan had expected, the power of the Thunder Demon Sword Soul also increased by thirty percent.

"It seems this Innate Sword Physique is indeed quite capable. It wasn't a waste to absorb so much Essence of the Sword." Meng Fan showed a satisfied smile.

Although he didn't know if the Essence of the Sword had other abilities, just increasing his sword technique's power by thirty percent was already impressive.

Satisfied, Meng Fan turned to return to the Sword Pavilion.

The next second, a stream of light shot towards him, landing in front of Meng Fan and blocking his path.

"Who are you?" Meng Fan frowned, looking at the newcomer.

Blocking his way was a man in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance, not particularly handsome, but with fair skin.

A bit of a pretty boy!

"Enforcement Hall Deacon, Yang Peng." The man introduced himself.

"What's the matter?" Meng Fan looked at him calmly, not understanding why this guy was blocking his way.

"Junior Brother, the sword technique you just used seems to have a demonic aura?" This guy named Yang Peng was a cultivator at the seventh level of Condensing Elixir.

Seeing Meng Fan was at the first level of Condensing Elixir, he naturally addressed him as Junior Brother, which was reasonable.

But to Meng Fan's ears, it didn't sound pleasant.

"What's it to you?" Meng Fan responded coldly.

Yang Peng said solemnly, "Any Shu Mountain disciple who cultivates demonic techniques must undergo inspection."

This sounded reasonable. After all, the Shu Mountain Sword Sect was a major sect of the Righteous Path.

Although they didn't forbid disciples from cultivating demonic techniques, careful inspection was necessary to prevent demonic spies from infiltrating.

As one of the three great sword sects in the Northern Region, the Shu Mountain Sword Sect was a prime target for demonic sects to infiltrate.

Fortunately, the Shu Mountain Sword Sect had strict rules, and it was rare for demonic spies to successfully infiltrate.

Yang Peng wasn't targeting Meng Fan specifically; he had just sensed the demonic aura from Meng Fan's sword soul from afar and couldn't help but investigate.

"You saw the sword I just slashed?" Meng Fan looked at Yang Peng coldly.

"Of course, otherwise, why would I say you cultivated a demonic sword technique?" Yang Peng said seriously.

"Heh!" Meng Fan sneered, then continued, "Since you saw it, couldn't you tell that the sword I just slashed was a sword soul?"

Yang Peng nodded, "I could tell. Although I haven't cultivated a sword soul, I can still recognize it."

"If you could tell, you still dare to trouble me?" Meng Fan stared at Yang Peng, their eyes locking.

Yang Peng frowned slightly, displeased with Meng Fan's reaction.

"So what if you've cultivated a sword soul? You're just at the first level of Condensing Elixir, while I'm at the seventh level. Are you looking down on me? Or even threatening me?"

To be honest, Yang Peng approached Meng Fan not only because of the demonic aura in his sword technique but also because of Meng Fan's cultivation level.

A cultivator at the first level of Condensing Elixir who had cultivated a sword soul was a rare genius in the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

Such a genius, he had never heard of, so he couldn't help but want to see for himself.

Of course, there was also a tinge of jealousy in his heart.

Meng Fan had cultivated a sword soul at the first level of Condensing Elixir, while he, at the seventh level, still couldn't grasp it. This disparity made him uncomfortable.

"Seventh level of Condensing Elixir? To cut down someone at the seventh level, I only need one sword." Meng Fan said lightly.

"Are you provoking me?" Yang Peng's tone was already tinged with anger.

Meng Fan looked at Yang Peng coldly and said in a chilling voice:

"You are provoking me!"

Provocation...

Only the weak provoke the strong.

"Presumptuous! I am an Enforcement Hall Deacon. You are obliged to cooperate with my investigation." Yang Peng glared at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan sneered.

"I am a Sword Pavilion Deacon. You are obliged to hand over your sword!"