Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 378 – The Last Dance, Return to the Primordial Spirit Realm

Chapter 378 – The Last Dance, Return to the Primordial Spirit Realm

Meng Fan didn't let his guard down. He drew the Hong Qi Sword and went all out.

As soon as he made his move, it was the Thunderous Demon Sword—Thunder Demon Sword Soul!

After spending the past few days together, Meng Fan had roughly figured out how to use this meditation cushion.

Defeating the copy of himself in the meditation cushion space wasn't the ultimate goal.

The real purpose was to use this copy of himself to improve his own strength.

As long as he used the same sword technique in battle, with his talent in Sword Dao Transcendence, it was easy to find the flaws in the sword technique and thus advance it further.

In a certain sense, this was more effective than the monotonous insights gained from the Sword God Stele.

Of course, saying this was better was extremely one-sided!

Claiming that this meditation cushion was more precious than the Sword God Stele would be nonsense.

Several hours later, even though Meng Fan didn't deliberately try to defeat the black-robed Meng Fan, the black-robed Meng Fan still dissipated.

Because Meng Fan's talent was too strong, Sword Dao Transcendence was not just an empty phrase.

In just a few hours, under such mutual combat and verification, his Thunderous Sword Technique was bound to make rapid progress.

This was something the black-robed Meng Fan could never catch up to!

"Sigh!" In the inn room, Meng Fan opened his eyes, a bit of helplessness in his gaze.

He was left wanting more.

He wished the black-robed Meng Fan could last a bit longer, but unfortunately, the guy just couldn't hold up.

"If I could do this a few more times, I might be able to push this Thunderous Sword Technique to the level of Heavenly Grade Sword Techniques," Meng Fan muttered to himself.

But he quickly dismissed the thought, as these things should follow their natural course, and he wouldn't force it.

He didn't lack Heavenly Grade Sword Techniques.

Moreover, as his cultivation level increased, sooner or later, all sword techniques in his hands would become Heavenly Grade Sword Techniques, or even Immortal Grade Sword Techniques.

The next day, Lin Feiyan got up early. When she knocked on Meng Fan's door, he was still meditating.

"Why so early today?" Meng Fan asked, somewhat surprised, as he opened the door.

Lin Feiyan's tone carried a hint of excitement, "Aren't we going to the Wu family today?"

To her, going to the Wu family was an exhilarating event, like a "battle," making her heart race with excitement.

You couldn't blame her for being inexperienced.

After all, she had always stayed on Shu Mountain and had never been out, so she hadn't seen much of the world.

In her view, Meng Fan beating up the Wu family members like that yesterday and then going to the Wu family today was indeed a thrilling thing.

"Why are you so excited about going to the Wu family? It's like you're going to make trouble!" Meng Fan said helplessly.

Lin Feiyan looked surprised. In her mind, going to the Wu family was no different from making trouble.

Yesterday, Meng Fan had beaten them so badly, almost killing them, and today they were "paying a visit." Could you really expect them to be polite?

A moment later, Wu Tian also got up, and the three of them set off for the Wu family.

The journey was actually very short because Guangde Town was at the foot of Yuanhan Mountain.

The three of them used Sword Flight and quickly arrived at the top of Yuanhan Mountain, landing in front of the Wu family's gate.

In fact, if guests were visiting, they would generally walk up the mountain from the foot to show respect to the Wu family.

But since Meng Fan had beaten Wu Yifan so badly yesterday, there was no need to be polite.

He had to remain arrogant and rely on the Shu Mountain Sword Sect's backing.

Otherwise, the Wu family would take advantage of them.

In the end, it was because he didn't take the Wu family seriously.

If Meng Fan had come to the Wu family alone with Wu Tian, he wouldn't have had this confidence. But with Lin Feiyan accompanying him this time, he felt assured!

"Wu Tian, Wu family disciples are not allowed to fly up the mountain. This is our ancestral teaching. Have you forgotten even that?" The disciple guarding the gate frowned and questioned Wu Tian.

Although the Wu family was just a family, the word "family" might sound small.

But in fact, the Wu family was already the size of a small clan; otherwise, they wouldn't occupy the entire Yuanhan Mountain.

Upon hearing this, Wu Tian's face immediately darkened.

He was, after all, the legitimate son of one of the three branches of the Wu family, even though his branch was currently out of favor, and his father was under house arrest.

But his status was still there, and more importantly, his strength was there.

A mere gatekeeping disciple dared to question him, not putting him in his eyes at all.

Most importantly, it made him lose face in front of Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan.

Unbearable!

Wu Tian, with his fiery temper, wouldn't tolerate it.

He raised his hand and slapped the gatekeeping disciple without any hesitation, hitting him squarely in the face.

Immediately, the Wu family disciple was knocked to the ground, half of his face caved in, and he lost more than a dozen teeth, which scattered on the ground.

"Whether I understand the rules or not is none of your business. Let me teach you what rules are!"

Wu Tian scolded, then stepped on the face of the Wu family disciple on the ground and walked straight into the Wu family's gate.

As for the other gatekeeping disciples, none of them dared to step forward and question Wu Tian.

Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan followed Wu Tian into the Wu family.

Lin Feiyan whispered to Meng Fan, "Senior Brother Meng, isn't Wu Tian going a bit too far? They're all family, and beating someone up like this isn't appropriate, right?"

Meng Fan glanced at Lin Feiyan, wanting to say something, but in the end, he couldn't be bothered.

He had no interest in being Lin Feiyan's life coach!

Lin Feiyan, who had been pampered and adored since childhood, indeed couldn't understand such actions.

And perhaps, she didn't need to understand.

After all, she had a good grandfather.

Although people often say things like "relying on the heavens, the earth, and parents is not as good as relying on oneself," sounding ambitious and impressive.

But in reality, they just had no one to rely on.

And some people with backgrounds would foolishly believe such words.

Clearly having a background, but naively wanting to carve out their own path.

Then, without a clear sense of their own abilities, they recklessly charged around.

Such self-destructive behavior often led to their demise!

After entering the Wu family, Wu Tian led Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan to the main hall of the Wu family.

An elderly man with white hair sat in the hall, his expression stern as he looked at Meng Fan and Lin Feiyan.

As for Wu Tian, he was automatically ignored.

The entire hall contained only this old man.

It was evident that this old man held an extraordinary status.

"Meng Benefactor, this old man's cultivation has reached the peak of the Summoning God Realm.

No, not the peak of the Summoning God Realm. He should have been at the Primordial Spirit Realm before, but now he's old, on the brink of death, his life force exhausted, so his cultivation has dropped to the peak of the Summoning God Realm.

If he burns his life force and reaches his ultimate potential, he could return to the Primordial Spirit Realm for one last dance!"