Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 307 – Old monk, come out!

Chapter 307 – Old monk, come out!

Meng Fan let out a cold laugh upon hearing this.

"The Red Sheep Sword just needs a companion, and the Black Jade Sword is perfect!"

The Red Sheep Sword was a sword weapon whose sword spirit had been obliterated.

If the sword spirit of the Black Jade Sword were to be eliminated, it could replace the Red Sheep Sword and become his second sword weapon.

"Master, the Black Jade Sword is not easy to deal with. Its sword spirit is extremely demonic, sinister, and powerful. You must be careful!"

Meng Fan glanced back at Hong Qi with dissatisfaction. "It's you who needs to be careful. If you act recklessly again, I'll lock you inside the Hong Qi Sword and forbid you from coming out!"

Hong Qi never dared to argue with Meng Fan. She whispered, "Master, Hong Qi knows her mistake."

At that moment, two streaks of dark sword qi shot towards Meng Fan and Hong Qi.

This pitch-black space was essentially the internal space of the Black Jade Sword, its home turf where its sword spirit held an innate advantage.

Fighting here, Meng Fan and Hong Qi were indeed at a disadvantage!

Hong Qi managed to easily deflect one of the sword qi, but Meng Fan's divine soul was entangled by the other. It was only with Hong Qi's help that the sword qi aimed at Meng Fan was neutralized.

Meng Fan's face darkened. He knew his divine soul was not as strong as Hong Qi's, but he hadn't expected the gap to be this wide here.

At this moment, Meng Fan had a foreboding feeling.

It seemed like he wasn't here to help Hong Qi but was instead dragging her down.

If both he and Hong Qi perished here, it would be a huge problem!

In terms of divine soul strength, Meng Fan was actually far superior to others in the same realm. But ultimately, he was just a cultivator in the Condensation Pill Realm, and only at the second level.

To contend with the sword spirit of a Dao Sword, the gap was indeed significant!

"With such meager skills, you dare to boast? Today, you will both be devoured by me!" The sword spirit of the Black Jade Sword began to boast arrogantly.

Although it was boasting, the possibility wasn't small!

After the initial probing exchange, Meng Fan already understood his shortcomings.

He never liked fighting battles he wasn't confident in and preferred to win steadily.

Now was not the time to show off!

To be honest, Meng Fan regretted not seeking help from the experts within the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

At the very least, he could have asked Senior Disciple Jin, who was familiar with him, to help solve this issue.

If that didn't work, he could have asked Liu Yanping to request her grandfather, Elder Liu from the Alchemy Hall, for assistance.

But it was too late to think about that now!

Meng Fan's mind raced, thinking about what could help at this moment.

Elder Lin's sword seal from last time?

No, the sword seal was good for killing people, but it was unrealistic to destroy a Dao Sword with it.

What else could he rely on?

If there was nothing, he would have to rely on Hong Qi and himself.

Although merging with Hong Qi might give them a chance to obliterate the sword spirit, the risk was indeed high.

Unless absolutely necessary, Meng Fan really didn't like taking risks.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration struck Meng Fan's mind. He thought of something.

No, it should be someone!

"Old monk, come out," Meng Fan called into the air.

In the next second, a bald old monk appeared, breaking the current stalemate.

"Meng Benefactor, do you need the old monk's help?" The old monk asked with a smile, looking at Meng Fan.

In fact, he had seen everything that had just happened and was now asking knowingly.

Meng Fan rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Obliterate this sword spirit, and I'll give you a thousand spirit stones for your cultivation!"

The old monk glanced at the sword spirit of the Black Jade Sword, which naturally also saw the old monk.

With more and more people coming to deliver themselves, the sword spirit was feeling some pressure. It feared that with too many opponents, things might go wrong.

Especially this old monk, who gave it a stronger feeling than Meng Fan and Hong Qi, making it somewhat apprehensive.

Without a word, the sword spirit immediately directed a stronger sword qi towards the old monk.

This sword qi was even stronger than the ones used against Meng Fan and Hong Qi.

Of course, it wasn't much stronger, only slightly.

After all, it hadn't held back against Meng Fan and Hong Qi, but it knew that one sword qi wouldn't be enough to kill them. It planned to wear them down with continuous sword qi.

The old monk's residual soul emitted a golden light shield, enveloping him.

As soon as the sword qi touched the light shield, it dissipated into nothingness.

The old monk continued to smile at Meng Fan and said, "A thousand spirit stones won't do much for cultivation, and the spiritual energy gained would be minimal.

How about this, five thousand spirit stones, and as before, the spiritual energy gained from cultivation will be yours. How about it?"

The old monk knew Meng Fan had ten thousand spirit stones on him.

He had been hiding in Meng Fan's sea of consciousness, waiting for this moment.

He knew that although Meng Fan had previously refused his deal, there would come a time when Meng Fan would need him.

He had existed for countless ages and had plenty of patience to wait.

As it turned out, this day came sooner than he expected!

Meng Fan frowned, glanced at the old monk, hesitated for a moment, and didn't haggle further.

Five thousand spirit stones it was. The old monk knew when to stop, only asking for half of his base price.

Moreover, the spiritual energy gained from cultivation would be his, which was also attractive to Meng Fan.

With this spiritual energy, he could use the power within the relic for cultivation.

"Deal!" Meng Fan said decisively.

Procrastination wasn't his style!

The old monk's smile widened, while the face of the sword spirit of the Black Jade Sword darkened.

"Meng Benefactor, Hong Benefactor, let's strike together with full force and obliterate this sword spirit in one blow," the old monk said confidently.

Meng Fan and Hong Qi nodded without hesitation.

Hong Qi's phantom transformed into a giant crimson sword, slashing towards the sword spirit of the Black Jade Sword.

Meng Fan, standing beside her, formed a sword with his fingers, and hundreds of sword qi materialized in the void.

The sword qi rained down like a torrential downpour, surging towards the sword spirit of the Black Jade Sword.

"Myriad Swords As One"

On the other side, the old monk's entire body emitted golden light. Like Hong Qi, he transformed into a radiant golden alms bowl, smashing towards the sword spirit of the Black Jade Sword.

Seeing the three of them joining forces, the sword spirit of the Black Jade Sword felt unprecedented pressure.

Honestly, wasn't this bullying?

But now was not the time for reasoning. This was a life-and-death battle, a matter of survival.

It was a fight to the death, determining both victory and life!

At this moment, the sword spirit of the Black Jade Sword went all out, knowing this was a critical moment of life and death.

The main reason was the old monk, as Meng Fan and Hong Qi hadn't given it much pressure.