Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 377 – It’s impossible, this is absolutely impossible

Chapter 377 – It’s impossible, this is absolutely impossible

Before descending the mountain, Meng Fan had clearly stated that his identity was a hidden danger.

He said that if his enemies found out, it would be a huge problem!

But now he turned around and claimed that his identity was a "great weapon," which was completely contradictory and hypocritical.

Lin Feiyan remembered a line she had read in a storybook: "A man's mouth is full of lies."

Now, she seemed to gradually understand the meaning of that phrase.

"I'm just stating the facts. You have no experience going down the mountain, so you don't understand many things!" Meng Fan casually dismissed her concerns.

Even his dismissiveness lacked sincerity.

But then again, if he were sincere, it wouldn't be called dismissiveness.

Two hours later, Lin Feiyan was exhausted from practicing her sword techniques, her back aching and her waist sore. Finally, her savior arrived.

Wu Tian had returned.

Previously, she had disliked Wu Tian intensely, finding him unpleasant in every way. But now, she found him to be a sight for sore eyes.

He was practically a living Buddha, rescuing her from her suffering.

Meng Fan glanced at Lin Feiyan's expression and frowned slightly.

To be honest, this Lin Feiyan was much more delicate than the "students" he had taught before.

Perhaps it was because she was the granddaughter of the Sect Master, raised in comfort and luxury, and had never really endured hardship.

When Meng Fan made her practice sword techniques, she found it tiring and hard.

This wasn't the case when he taught others.

Meng Fan felt helpless about it.

Thinking of her as a rich woman, he convinced himself that the person standing before him wasn't a pampered young lady but a pile of glittering Spirit Stones.

Patience was key!

"Senior Brother Meng, you're amazing! You're practically my real senior brother!" Wu Tian exclaimed excitedly as soon as he entered the room.

Others called him a brute, but he just looked like one.

Meng Fan, on the other hand, was the real brute.

Wu Tian had thought of many ways to stop Wu Yifan from taking his spot to enter the Wu family's ancestral land.

But he had always overlooked the simplest and most direct method.

Or rather, he hadn't dared to think about it, let alone do it.

If he crippled Wu Yifan, he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.

As a member of the Wu family, he was inherently afraid of the family's rules.

Only an outsider like Meng Fan dared to act so recklessly.

"Senior Brother Meng, you really helped me out this time. You beat Wu Yifan so badly that even as a ghost, he wouldn't be able to take my spot."

Wu Tian chattered on incessantly.

"By the way, I saw that old fellow Wu Xingxing looking very disheveled when he left.

He came with Wu Yifan to cause trouble for you. Since you beat Wu Yifan so badly, he must have wanted to stand up for him.

But he looked so miserable. Did you beat him too?

No, that can't be.

Wu Xingxing is at the Summoning God Realm. You couldn't possibly beat him.

Who did beat him then?

Could it be that a senior from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect happened to pass by and taught him a lesson?"

Meng Fan's brows furrowed, and he narrowed his eyes, coldly staring at Wu Tian.

"If you don't shut up voluntarily, I can help you shut up."

It wasn't that Meng Fan was pretending; Wu Tian was indeed too noisy.

Wu Tian showed a hint of helplessness and smiled bitterly, "Fine, I won't say anything. It doesn't matter anyway, as long as Wu Yifan is down."

Lin Feiyan, standing nearby, was immediately displeased and said, "That old man was obviously taught a lesson by Senior Brother Meng. Where would a senior from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect come from? How could there be such a coincidence?"

Hearing Lin Feiyan's words, Wu Tian didn't argue. Arguing would only embarrass Meng Fan.

He still needed Meng Fan's support!

But no matter what, he couldn't believe that Meng Fan could injure Wu Xingxing.

If he believed it, he would never have any hope of surpassing Meng Fan in his lifetime.

Although the hope was slim, it was still hope, not despair!

"Senior Brother Meng, the Wu family has sent me to invite you to visit." Wu Tian said to Meng Fan.

As he spoke, his face showed a bit of cautiousness.

"But don't worry, this is a genuine invitation, completely different from when Wu Yifan came before."

After Wu Yifan's disruption, even a fool could see that Meng Fan wouldn't have a good impression of the Wu family, so Wu Tian was a bit uneasy.

Meng Fan saw Wu Tian's expression and smiled, "Don't worry. Since I've agreed to help you, I'll see it through to the end."

Meng Fan was a man of his word.

Of course, he was only trustworthy when it was appropriate.

When it wasn't, he could turn his back on you in an instant.

"So... when should we go to the Wu family?" Wu Tian asked, relieved.

In fact, now that Wu Yifan was crippled, he wasn't afraid of him taking his spot anymore.

The reason he still wanted Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan to accompany him to the Wu family was due to his own selfish reasons.

He wasn't well-regarded in the Wu family, and his father was under house arrest.

At this time, his position in the Wu family was very awkward, so he needed backing.

But now he was about to be expelled from the Vajra Temple, becoming an abandoned disciple.

Although he had been staying at the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, he wasn't officially a disciple, nameless and without status.

In reality, he had no backing at all.

But Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan were different.

Meng Fan was a disciple of the Sword Elder of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

Lin Feiyan was the granddaughter of the Sect Master of Shu Mountain.

In a way, Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan were his backing.

So, the Shu Mountain Sword Sect became his backing as well!

In both the mortal world and the Cultivation World, having no background or support made it difficult to take even a single step.

Wu Tian had secretly made up his mind that once this matter was settled and he returned to the Sword Pavilion, he would definitely seek to become Elder Lin's disciple and officially join the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

"The sky is already dark. Tomorrow morning, we'll go to the Wu family with you," Meng Fan said to Wu Tian.

Wu Tian naturally had no objections.

Night.

Meng Fan sat cross-legged on his bed, cultivating. After midnight, he opened his eyes and took out his meditation cushion, sitting down on it.

The familiar space, the familiar grand hall.

As soon as Meng Fan entered, a black-robed Meng Fan wielding a sword slashed at him.

This time, the black-robed Meng Fan was using the "Thunderous Demon Sword" technique.

A fusion of the Thunderous Sword Technique and the Seven Absolute Demon Swords!

Meng Fan rarely used this sword technique.

Although it wasn't weak, it hadn't reached the level of Heavenly Grade Sword Techniques.

Meng Fan had many sword techniques stronger than the Thunderous Demon Sword, so he naturally used the stronger ones more often.

However, the Thunderous Demon Sword, though not as strong as Heavenly Grade Sword Techniques, had its merits.

Meng Fan had fused the extremely yang Thunderous Sword Technique with the extremely evil Seven Absolute Demon Swords into one, combining righteousness and evil, Dao and demon, into a single technique. It was a path worth exploring deeply.

If this sword technique were developed to its extreme, it would undoubtedly be a terrifying Great Way of the Sword!

Unfortunately, Meng Fan didn't have the time or the ability to do so at the moment.

But since the black-robed Meng Fan in the meditation cushion space was using this technique, Meng Fan decided to take this opportunity to delve deeper into the Thunderous Demon Sword.

The black-robed Meng Fan had the same strength as Meng Fan, so his attacks were naturally formidable.

As soon as he struck, it was the ultimate move of the Thunderous Demon Sword—the Thunder Demon Sword Soul.