Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 324 – Old monk: This is my achievement

Chapter 324 – Old monk: This is my achievement

No matter if it was the blade light or the Sword Qi, the energy wave was only unleashed after they canceled each other out.

Otherwise, if the two had truly exploded together, everyone present would have died!

Meng Fan's body was sent flying backward, blood gushing from his mouth, with blood also seeping from the corners of his eyes and nostrils, making him look extremely miserable.

If not for his Orient Loong God Body having reached the fourth level, making his physique incredibly strong, he would have been either dead or severely injured by now.

Although he looked quite pitiful in his current state, it was actually just a minor injury, not life-threatening, and he would recover with some rest.

Most importantly, in the recent clash, Elder Lin's Sword Qi had the upper hand.

So the force of the collision that reached Meng Fan wasn't much.

But Zhang Hongfei wasn't so lucky!

Even though he gave it his all, relying on the demonic state to unleash a powerful strike, it still wasn't as strong as Elder Lin's Sword Qi.

Without stepping into the Primordial Spirit Realm, he was ultimately not at that level. Even using extreme methods to enter a demonic state and exhaust his potential, the strike he unleashed still didn't reach the true level of the Primordial Spirit.

On the other hand, Elder Lin's Sword Qi was a genuine Primordial Spirit strike!

Meng Fan staggered to his feet, intending to check on Zhang Hongfei's condition.

Before he could see Zhang Hongfei, the old monk's voice echoed in his mind.

"He's already dead!"

Hearing the old monk's words, Meng Fan let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Then, a slight smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, gradually growing wider, and he began to laugh louder and more unrestrained.

"Hahaha, hahaha~~~"

Meng Fan hadn't laughed so freely in a long time; it was a bit out of character for him.

But this time, he couldn't help it.

The feeling of surviving a disaster is something most people never experience in their lifetime!

"Serves him right!" After laughing, Meng Fan walked over to Zhang Hongfei's corpse, looking at it coldly.

Suddenly, his shirt pocket became damp, causing him to frown.

"Xiao Qing, get out here," Meng Fan said coldly.

In the next second, Xiao Qing crawled out of his pocket, floating in front of Meng Fan.

It didn't look at Meng Fan but instead drooled at Zhang Hongfei's corpse.

For it, a cultivator of this level was an absolute delicacy, a rare treat.

Although it had grown up as an orphan, this instinct required no learning.

It knew very well that if it consumed Zhang Hongfei and refined his essence, its strength would significantly increase.

So it couldn't help but drool!

Meng Fan rolled his eyes at Xiao Qing, this useless creature.

What's so good about human flesh?

"Meng Benefactor, actually, although your Sword Qi was strong, this guy didn't die from it.

To counter your Sword Qi, he abandoned his defense against the old monk and Hong Qi's Divine Soul attacks, focusing all his efforts on your Sword Qi!

In the end, he did block your Sword Qi and wasn't killed by it, though he was severely injured.

But he left himself defenseless against our attacks, ultimately dying from our Divine Soul attacks.

So his body is intact, but his soul has been utterly destroyed."

The old monk's voice suddenly appeared in Meng Fan's mind.

Hearing this, Meng Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He knew very well that without the old monk and Hong Qi, relying solely on Elder Lin's Sword Qi, it would have been difficult to kill this Fengyun Demon Sect member.

So he had instructed the old monk and Hong Qi to cooperate with him from the start, fully aware that they had indeed contributed.

But the old monk's eagerness to claim credit right after the battle was over left Meng Fan speechless.

Come on, you're a revered monk who has transcended tribulations and nearly ascended to immortality. Can't you maintain some dignity?

Meng Fan nodded and said, "Indeed, I owe you for this one. Thank you."

With that, he retrieved the Hidden Dragon Jade from the relic and put it back into his storage ring.

Seeing this, the old monk's face turned complex, thinking, "Is this how you thank me?"

"Don't worry, I won't let you help for nothing." After retrieving the Hidden Dragon Jade, Meng Fan placed a high-grade Spirit Stone into the relic.

Equivalent to a thousand low-grade Spirit Stones!

Meng Fan only had five thousand Spirit Stones in total.

Giving the old monk a thousand was already generous.

But the old monk didn't seem particularly moved. Deep in the Sea of Consciousness, where Meng Fan couldn't see, he rolled his eyes furiously.

One Spirit Stone? Are you kidding me?

Grumbling inwardly, he carefully began to absorb the Spiritual Qi from the thousand Spirit Stones.

Even a mosquito leg is still meat, and he rarely got a taste of meat!

Meng Fan continued, "These thousand Spirit Stones are specifically for you. You don't need to cultivate any more Spiritual Qi for me!"

Hearing this, a hint of joy appeared on the old monk's face.

This stingy Meng finally showed some conscience.

Willing to part with a thousand out of five thousand Spirit Stones was indeed not bad.

...

After dealing with the old monk, Meng Fan turned his attention to the corpse in front of him.

This guy's strength was close to the Primordial Spirit Realm, definitely above the deacon level in the Fengyun Demon Sect.

Even plucking a bit of wool from him would be worth far more than a thousand Spirit Stones, at least tens of thousands.

Meng Fan's Divine Sense scanned Zhang Hongfei's body and locked onto a storage ring on his finger.

In the next second, the ring vanished and appeared in Meng Fan's hand.

Seeing Hong Qi still floating in mid-air, he turned to her and said, "Don't just stand there. You've expended a lot too. Go back to the sword and rest."

Hong Qi was one of his own, so Meng Fan naturally wouldn't insult her with Spirit Stones. Talking money hurts feelings!

Only the shameless old monk needed to be dealt with using Spirit Stones.

On the other side, Xiao Qing looked at Meng Fan with puppy eyes, still drooling pitifully.

Meng Fan felt a bit soft-hearted. Xiao Qing had been with him for so long without enjoying much.

Anyway, the corpse would be discarded, so giving it to Xiao Qing as food didn't seem like a bad idea!

However, the lesson from Shen Ming was still fresh in his mind.

Meng Fan was genuinely worried that this guy's corpse might attract even more terrifying old monsters.

This was already the limit. If something even scarier appeared, he wouldn't be able to handle it.

Elder Lin's Sword Qi was gone, and relying solely on the old monk and the Hidden Dragon Jade, Meng Fan didn't have much confidence!

Meng Fan's plan was to leave immediately, as far away as possible, to avoid any more trouble.