Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 303 – Third floor of the Sword Pavilion, trapped Wu Tian

Chapter 303 – Third floor of the Sword Pavilion, trapped Wu Tian

Meng Fan was genuinely puzzled.

Senior Disciple Jin had said so much, yet none of it seemed related to Elder Lin.

Elder Lin wasn't a member of the Fengyun Demon Sect. The internal struggle for the sect leader position within the Fengyun Demon Sect had nothing to do with Elder Lin.

"The Fengyun Demon Sect is one of the major demon sects in the Northern Region.

It's barely considered one of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect's major enemies, so we pay close attention to who becomes the new sect leader.

I believe Elder Lin's descent from the mountain this time is definitely connected to the Fengyun Demon Sect's leadership struggle."

After Senior Disciple Jin finished speaking, he looked at Meng Fan, indicating that this was all he knew and that further inquiries would yield no new information.

Meng Fan felt a spark of insight in his mind after hearing this.

"Senior Disciple Jin, I'll head back now. If you hear any news about Elder Lin, please let me know." He bid farewell to Senior Disciple Jin and returned to the Sword Pavilion.

He felt he had grasped a bit of the truth.

Previously, he had speculated that the letter was written by Elder Lin's son to Elder Lin; otherwise, Elder Lin wouldn't have rushed down the mountain so urgently.

Apart from deep parental affection, he couldn't think of any other reason.

Now, combining this with Senior Disciple Jin's information, Meng Fan believed that Elder Lin's undercover son, Lin Tianxing, was definitely involved in the factional struggle for the sect leader position.

Lin Tianxing was either under Wang Dong or Nie Longjie.

Elder Lin's urgent descent might be because Lin Tianxing was in danger and sought Elder Lin's help.

"Given this, the situation shouldn't be too dire. After all, Elder Lin isn't participating in the struggle for the sect leader position. With Elder Lin's strength, protecting one person should be a piece of cake."

Thinking this, Meng Fan felt relieved.

Just as he was about to relax, he saw Senior Disciple Luo standing anxiously at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion.

"Senior Disciple Luo, what's wrong?" Meng Fan asked.

There was no doubt that something had happened, judging by Senior Disciple Luo's anxious expression.

"Deacon Meng, Wu Tian has gone up to the third floor of the Sword Pavilion and seems to have caused trouble. Now the entire third floor is filled with rampant Sword Qi. I didn't dare to go up and investigate; my cultivation level is too weak. If I went up, I'd definitely be shredded by that terrifying Sword Qi!"

Since Meng Fan had entered the Condensation Pill Realm and become a deacon of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, Senior Disciple Luo had stopped calling him Junior Disciple Meng and started addressing him as Deacon Meng.

Meng Fan didn't insist on being called Junior Brother, as the significant difference in their strength would make Senior Disciple Luo uncomfortable if forced to call him that.

"I understand. I'll handle it. Senior Disciple Luo, you should go rest and not worry too much," Meng Fan said to Senior Disciple Luo.

Calling each other by their respective titles was fine; it was all about what felt comfortable.

In fact, although Senior Disciple Luo seemed to dislike Wu Tian, he actually cared about him after spending so much time together.

So he had been very tense and only relaxed when he saw Meng Fan return.

The third floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Meng Fan rarely came here because he wasn't yet at the level where he could freely enter.

For instance, he hadn't even started dealing with the Law Swords on the second floor, let alone the third floor.

Moreover, besides Law Swords, the third floor also had a few Dao Swords.

Without sufficient strength, coming here was asking for trouble!

Meng Fan had thought Wu Tian might mess around on the second floor, but he hadn't expected the kid to be bold enough to directly break into the third floor.

Courting death!

But this kind of courting death couldn't be ignored.

No matter what, Meng Fan couldn't just watch Wu Tian die on the third floor.

"Master..."

Shu Changsheng saw Meng Fan return and started to speak, but Meng Fan cut him off.

"Save it for later!"

With that, Meng Fan rushed to the third floor.

At this moment, the entire third floor was indeed as terrifying as Senior Disciple Luo had described, filled with rampant Sword Qi.

Each strand of Sword Qi could kill an ordinary Heavenly Origin Realm cultivator.

In this chaotic scene, Wu Tian was indeed in extreme danger, with his life at risk.

"Idiot!"

Meng Fan saw Wu Tian huddled in a corner, covered in wounds and trembling.

Wu Tian was already covered in blood, his clothes slashed by Sword Qi.

But through the slashes, no skin was visible—only blood.

"Meng Fan! Senior Brother Meng!!"

"Dear father! Save me!!!!"

In the corner, Wu Tian's eyes lit up with excitement the moment he saw Meng Fan, shouting frantically.

At this moment, he could practically see Meng Fan as his own grandfather or ancestor!

He had been through too much; he had almost died.

He knew the third floor was dangerous, but he never imagined it would be this perilous.

He just wanted to quietly take a peerless sword to play with, but who would have thought the swords here were more terrifying than people?

And this was only the third floor; there were still the fourth and fifth floors above.

After spending so much time in the Sword Pavilion, he had no idea it hid such terrors!

If he had known, he wouldn't have come to the third floor even if beaten to death.

Meng Fan glared at Wu Tian, seeing the golden light around him dimming, knowing the kid was really at his limit.

If he had come half an hour later, the kid would have been torn apart by the Sword Qi.

But since he could still hold on for half an hour, it meant the situation wasn't too bad.

Meng Fan smiled at Wu Tian and said, "Junior Disciple Wu, I'm a person who distinguishes between kindness and enmity. If you want me to save you, that's fine.

But for saving your life, you have to pay some price, right?

I'm not trying to extort you; even doctors charge fees for saving lives. It's only fair for me to ask for some compensation, right?"

Wu Tian nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, Senior Brother Meng, dear father, you're absolutely right. As long as you save me, I'll give you anything you want."

Seeing Wu Tian's shiny bald head, Meng Fan knew this kid was someone who could bend and stretch.

"Words alone aren't enough. How can I trust you just based on your word?" Meng Fan continued to smile.

Wu Tian looked helpless and said with a grievance, "I might not be trustworthy to others, but do I need to prove my word to you?

I can't beat you, and I can't escape even if I wanted to!"

Meng Fan was taken aback, realizing Wu Tian had a point.

To be honest, this logic was purely Wu Tian's way of thinking, something Meng Fan hadn't considered.

But Wu Tian's words made perfect sense to Meng Fan instantly.

This was actually a terrifying realization, indicating Meng Fan was gradually aligning with Wu Tian's way of thinking.

But Meng Fan hadn't noticed this yet!

On Earth in his previous life, there was a saying:

"You can't argue with fools or idiots because they'll drag your intelligence down to their level and then beat you with their experience!"

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