Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 383 – Meng Fan, this guy, is actually so black-hearted to this extent

Chapter 383 – Meng Fan, this guy, is actually so black-hearted to this extent

Meng Fan could tolerate being called a brat, but calling Wu Gang a brat too?

This...

Actually, it wasn't entirely unreasonable.

Because this young man, despite his youthful appearance, couldn't be judged by looks alone in the Cultivation World.

In reality, he was Wu Gang's cousin, Wu Tian's uncle, and Wu Jin.

Most importantly, he was Wu Yifan's father!

So, it was clear why he had his eyes on Meng Fan.

His son had been crippled by Meng Fan and almost killed. How could he possibly let that go?

Even though the old patriarch Wu Qianji had decided to let the matter slide, grudges couldn't be so easily dismissed.

Wu Jin wouldn't allow Meng Fan, who had injured his son, to roam freely in the Wu family.

"Since he can sense me, he must be more capable than I thought. It won't be easy to kill him without anyone noticing," Wu Jin frowned.

He thought it would be easy to kill this brat.

But the challenge was to kill him silently and avoid suspicion.

From Wu Qianji's reaction, it was clear this brat had an unusual background. Killing him openly would cause a lot of trouble.

It should be mentioned that Wu Xingxing, after being beaten by Meng Fan, didn't dare to tell the truth upon returning.

So neither Wu Qianji nor Wu Jin knew how terrifying Meng Fan's combat strength was.

As for Wu Yifan, he had already fainted during the battle between Meng Fan and Wu Xingxing, so he couldn't inform Wu Jin either.

Standing outside his room, Meng Fan continued to ask the old monk in his mind, "Do you know who that guy spying on me is?"

The old monk replied, "I'm new here and don't know these Wu family members. But he looks somewhat similar to the one you crippled yesterday, Wu Yifan. They must be closely related."

"What is his cultivation level?"

"He's at the third level of the Summoning God Realm."

Meng Fan nodded, understanding the situation.

When he was at the fourth level of the Condensing Elixir Realm, he could easily defeat Wu Xingxing, who was at the second level of the Summoning God Realm.

Now that he was at the fifth level, it should be no problem to defeat a third-level Summoning God Realm cultivator from the Wu family, right?

No problem at all!

Meng Fan indeed looked down on these aristocratic family members. Even if their cultivation level was high, their combat strength was far inferior to those from the clan.

A third-level Summoning God Realm cultivator from the Wu family was worlds apart from one from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect!

"Whatever, if he wants to die, I'll send him to his death!" Meng Fan said casually.

He was feeling confident, thinking that even without Lin Feiyan by his side, a third-level Summoning God Realm cultivator couldn't do anything to him.

He didn't say this to the old monk in his mind but spoke it out loud.

So, Wu Jin, who was using his Divine Sense to spy on Meng Fan, naturally heard it. He knew clearly that this was directed at him.

Outrageous!

Audacious!!

Arrogant!!!

A mere Condensing Elixir cultivator dared to threaten him.

Of course, Wu Jin didn't see it as a threat, just pure provocation.

A threat?

Not even close.

Not worthy at all!

"This brat is lawless and arrogant to the extreme. Even without the matter of my son, I must kill him!"

Wu Jin was furious. Known for his elegance, he even referred to himself as "I, your father."

For him, this was a loss of composure!

Meng Fan left his room and walked away.

Under the moonlight, he headed towards the back mountain of the Wu family.

Yuanhan Mountain was vast. Although the Wu family occupied the mountaintop, they couldn't cover the entire peak.

The uncovered area was called the back mountain, and there was a small path down the mountain that many Wu family members, including Wu Jin, knew about.

In his rage, Wu Jin instinctively followed Meng Fan. Seeing Meng Fan heading towards the back mountain, he couldn't help but feel pleased.

If he killed Meng Fan within the Wu family grounds, it would cause a big commotion and a lot of trouble.

But this brat leaving the Wu family and heading towards the back mountain was like handing him a knife.

In his heated state, Wu Jin didn't consider whether this was Meng Fan's trap to lure him out.

After all, he never took Meng Fan, a Condensing Elixir cultivator, seriously.

Condensing Elixir was just Condensing Elixir!

Even if it was from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, so what?

In fact, not just Wu Jin, but any third-level Summoning God Realm cultivator wouldn't take a fifth-level Condensing Elixir cultivator seriously.

This wasn't about carelessness or caution; it was human nature.

Like a person walking down the street encountering a cockroach, you wouldn't doubt your ability to crush it with one step.

It's a certainty, 100%!

"Old monk, is that guy following me?" Meng Fan asked the old monk in his mind.

Although he felt he was being watched, he wasn't sure if the person was following him.

After all, with the Divine Sense of a third-level Summoning God Realm cultivator, he could spy on Meng Fan from the mountaintop.

"He's following," the old monk replied.

"But, Meng Benefactor, are you sure you want to take this risk?

Although you did defeat a second-level Summoning God Realm Wu family member last time, you had Lin Feiyan to back you up.

Now that Lin Feiyan isn't here, if this third-level Summoning God Realm Wu family member is stronger than expected, you'll be in danger!"

The old monk's tone was tense and anxious. He felt Meng Fan was being reckless.

Now that he and Meng Fan were in the same boat, if Meng Fan got into trouble, he wouldn't survive either.

So he genuinely didn't want Meng Fan to take risks, but Meng Fan just wouldn't listen, leaving him helpless.

Meng Fan ignored the old monk's concerns because he didn't see this as a risk.

In fact, Meng Fan was inherently more cautious and less willing to take risks than the old monk.

The reason he dared to do this was that he was confident!

Not to mention, although Lin Feiyan wasn't here, the old monk was.

If the guy spying on him turned out to be stronger than expected, Meng Fan could still play the old monk card.

He knew very well that the old monk's potential hadn't been fully tapped!

The old monk, calculating everything, had subconsciously forgotten about himself...

How could he have imagined that Meng Fan's heart could be so ruthless?