Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 382 – Peeping in the Dark

Chapter 382 – Peeping in the Dark

Meng Fan, on his first day joining the Sword Pavilion, polished his long sword and activated Sword Dao Transcendence.

The first time he encountered the Sword Wraith Memory, he learned the Flying Feather Sword Technique from it.

The black-robed Meng Fan used this sword technique to attack him. Was it a reminder to stay true to himself?

Although Meng Fan knew the black-robed version of himself had no thoughts, he couldn't help but speculate.

Of course, it was pure nonsense!

Meng Fan wasn't proficient in the Flying Feather Sword Technique; he hadn't even cultivated a Sword Soul.

To be precise, it wasn't that he couldn't cultivate it, but that he hadn't tried.

So, the black-robed Meng Fan's strike was merely at the level of Sword Intent.

Flying Feather Sword Intent!

To be honest, it was quite weak.

Meng Fan raised his hand and unleashed a Flying Feather Sword Intent, shattering the opponent's attack.

In Meng Fan's mind, if the black-robed version's first strike failed, he should at least switch to another sword technique.

But in reality, the black-robed Meng Fan repeated the same Flying Feather Sword Intent.

Meng Fan frowned. This was pointless!

He couldn't understand what the meditation cushion space was trying to achieve. If it was just to practice this Flying Feather Sword Intent, it would be a waste of time, as such low-level sparring wouldn't improve his skills.

Just as Meng Fan was about to continue "playing" with the black-robed version using the Flying Feather Sword Intent, something unexpected happened...

As Meng Fan unleashed his second Flying Feather Sword Intent, his aura suddenly surged.

Coincidentally, he broke through.

His cultivation level advanced from the fourth level of the Condensation Pill Realm to the fifth level!

For Meng Fan, this wasn't surprising, as he had been at the peak of the fourth level for some time and could break through to the fifth level at any moment.

Although the timing of the breakthrough was a bit inconvenient, it was within his expectations.

With Meng Fan's breakthrough, the power of his strike increased significantly.

The black-robed Meng Fan was immediately overwhelmed and defeated.

Meng Fan's figure reappeared in the guest room of the Wu family.

"This..."

Meng Fan opened his eyes, a hint of helplessness on his face.

This was a classic case of man proposes, but heaven disposes.

Although he had wasted a chance to enter the meditation cushion space, it wasn't a big deal since he had the opportunity to enter it once a day. It wasn't particularly precious.

"I need to ask Master about the meditation cushion. Why does it never follow any rules?"

Meng Fan thought about getting an explanation from Elder Lin, but he didn't know where Elder Lin was or when he would return to Shu Mountain.

It seemed he would have to figure it out on his own!

Breaking through to the fifth level of the Condensation Pill Realm didn't stir any emotions in Meng Fan.

For him, it was a certainty, nothing to get excited about.

In fact, this breakthrough came later than he had expected!

"Advancing from the fourth to the fifth level of the Condensation Pill Realm only thickens my True Essence a bit, without significantly enhancing my combat power.

Also, my Divine Sense will increase slightly.

It's better than nothing, but not by much!"

Meng Fan muttered to himself, then stood up and looked out the window.

It was just past midnight, the darkest part of the night. Apart from the starry sky and the bright moon, nothing was visible outside.

Yuanhan Mountain, true to its name, was indeed colder than the surrounding areas.

With a long night ahead and no desire to sleep, Meng Fan, having just exited the meditation cushion space, had lost interest in cultivation.

He decided to step outside, feeling the cold wind and experiencing the natural night breeze of Yuanhan Mountain.

"Hmm?" As soon as he stepped out, Meng Fan felt a sudden sense of unease.

For mortals, such feelings of unease were normal physiological reactions.

But for cultivators, especially someone like Meng Fan who had reached the Condensation Pill Realm, it wasn't a physiological issue.

Their bodies were immune to all diseases, with no problems whatsoever.

This unease signified a highly sensitive premonition.

Someone was watching him!

For someone at the level of a Sect Master, even hearing their name from afar would trigger a response.

Although Meng Fan was far from that level, he could still sense if someone was spying on him, provided their cultivation wasn't vastly superior.

If a cultivator at the Primordial Spirit Realm were spying on him, he wouldn't be able to detect it.

Meng Fan's face grew serious as he mentally asked the old monk, "Old monk, can you sense who is spying on me?"

He didn't ask if someone was spying on him.

He had confidence in his premonition.

The old monk replied, "Indeed, someone is spying on you. Their realm is far superior, and their Divine Sense completely overwhelms yours. I thought you wouldn't notice, but you're surprisingly perceptive!"

Though the words sounded surprised, the old monk's tone lacked any astonishment.

Clearly, Meng Fan had shocked him too many times before, and the old monk had grown immune.

No matter how extraordinary Meng Fan's actions were, they seemed normal to the old monk.

"Who is spying on me?" Meng Fan continued to ask.

As the old monk said, the opponent's Divine Sense was too strong. He could only sense someone spying on him but couldn't pinpoint the direction.

The old monk replied, "In the room east of yours, four rooms away."

Meng Fan looked expressionlessly in that direction.

Immediately, his heart skipped a beat.

This indicated that the person spying on him was also shocked.

In that room, a young man opened his eyes, a hint of surprise in his gaze.

"This kid can sense my surveillance? And even locate me? How is that possible?"

The more he spoke, the more surprised he looked, as it seemed impossible to him.

He clearly sensed that Meng Fan was only at the fifth level of the Condensation Pill Realm, while he was at the Summoning God Realm.

An expert at the Summoning God Realm being detected by someone at the Condensation Pill Realm, and even having their location pinpointed?

"He must have found my location; otherwise, he wouldn't have looked at this room so coincidentally!"

"That old man ordered Wu Gang's release for this kid. This kid is indeed extraordinary, lucky for Wu Gang."

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