Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 393 – Quasi-immortal sword

Chapter 393 – Quasi-immortal sword

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I sincerely apologize, but I'm mostly recovered now and will resume updates.

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If it were an ordinary sword, Meng Fan might be able to handle it with the old monk's help.

But a divine sword...

If Wu Tian really provoked a divine sword, Meng Fan could only watch as the kid went to his death.

No need to save him.

And he couldn't save him even if he wanted to!

However, although Wu Tian wasn't the brightest, he wasn't that foolish either.

He stared at the divine sword with burning eyes for a few moments, but ultimately shook his head in resignation and gave up.

This is what any sensible person would do; nothing surprising about it.

But sometimes, Wu Tian...

In Meng Fan's mind, the old monk's voice echoed.

"Meng Benefactor, this sword is a treasure!"

Hearing this, Meng Fan instinctively squinted his eyes and couldn't help but roll them.

Isn't that obvious?

Even Wu Tian knew this sword was a treasure, did he really need reminding?

"This isn't just an ordinary divine sword," the old monk continued, understanding Meng Fan's thoughts.

"A divine sword is already an extremely powerful weapon, among the strongest in the mortal realm.

But this giant sword surpasses a divine sword by half a level.

You know well that above divine swords, there are immortal swords.

And in the Sword Pavilion where you reside, there are immortal swords!

Although this giant sword can't strictly be considered an immortal sword, it exceeds the conventional divine sword, making it a quasi-immortal sword.

In the future, it has the potential to become a true divine sword!"

The old monk spoke eloquently, but it was still nonsense.

For a cultivator of Meng Fan's level, whether it was a divine sword or an immortal sword, it made no difference; they were both beyond his control.

"Do you have a way to help me subdue this divine sword?" Meng Fan asked tentatively in his mind.

He didn't have much hope, as he couldn't even subdue the Azure Fish Sword left by the Sword Immortal of Alchemy when he inherited his legacy.

Now, with no connection to this giant sword, it was even more impossible.

Knowing one's limits is crucial, and Meng Fan always did.

"No," the old monk replied.

"Then kindly get lost!" Meng Fan said irritably.

Although he hadn't expected much, hearing the old monk's response still made him furious.

The old monk in the depths of Meng Fan's soul showed a trace of hesitation, wanting to say something but ultimately giving up.

He actually wanted Meng Fan to try negotiating with the quasi-immortal sword, thinking there was hope since the sword had been imprisoned here, unable to see the light of day.

A sword spirit of such a divine sword would find it hard to endure such loneliness.

If Meng Fan tried, he might be able to coax the sword out.

But the possibility of failure was also high.

Given Meng Fan's cautious (fearful) nature, he might think the old monk was trying to harm him.

So, the old monk wisely kept his suggestion to himself.

Moreover, many from the Wu family had been here before, and surely some had the same idea.

Yet the sword remained here, proving that those who had the idea failed.

So the old monk wisely stayed silent, as he had to live under Meng Fan's watchful eye.

Although it sounded pathetic, it was indeed a sad reality, but life had to go on.

"Senior Brother Meng, this sword looks magnificent. Why don't you try to take it?" Lin Feiyan said, somewhat thoughtlessly.

Only Lin Feiyan could say such a thing; if anyone else did, Meng Fan would think they were trying to harm him.

Like the old monk...

But Lin Feiyan, this young lady was simply naive, and Meng Fan had no doubt about that.

Meng Fan glanced at Lin Feiyan and smiled, "Why don't you try to take it? If there's danger, maybe your grandfather can come to save you."

Given the Sect Master's concern for Lin Feiyan, he would definitely sense if she was in danger.

And with the Sect Master's abilities, even if he were outside the Northern Region, he could arrive quickly.

However, if this place was indeed the Demon Realm as Meng Fan suspected, then even the Sect Master might not be able to descend easily.

But Lin Feiyan didn't have such complicated thoughts; she actually seemed eager to try after hearing Meng Fan's words.

Seeing this, Meng Fan quickly stopped her.

He was joking, but this young lady couldn't tell.

It seemed that the most foolish person present wasn't Wu Tian!

Wu Yue and Wu Gui exchanged a glance, then Wu Yue said to Meng Fan, "Senior Brother Meng, it seems there's no opportunity for us in this grand hall, so we'll wait outside."

This sword clearly had nothing to do with them, not even worth thinking about.

As for Meng Fan, whether he intended to take the sword or not, they felt it was best not to know.

If Meng Fan obtained the divine sword and didn't want it revealed, what if he killed them to keep it secret?

This showed Wu Qianji's wisdom in sending two perceptive Wu family disciples.

Being perceptive was crucial; Wu Qianji worried that sending a stubborn one might get them killed by Meng Fan.

After all, Meng Fan had already killed Wu Jin!

Meng Fan watched Wu Yue and Wu Gui leave the grand hall, a wry smile on his face.

These two were overthinking it, as he had no intention of taking the divine sword; he never sought death.

After Wu Yue and Wu Gui left, Wu Tian spoke up, "Senior Brother Meng, I have no hope of taking this divine sword, but I think Lin Feiyan is right. You have the strength to try."

He wasn't trying to harm Meng Fan, just felt it was a shame to see a divine sword and not try to take it.

Even if he couldn't get it, he'd feel better if Meng Fan did, rather than letting it go to waste.

Lin Feiyan nodded in agreement, for once not opposing Wu Tian's view, as she felt the same.

Leaving the divine sword here would be too wasteful.

Meng Fan rolled his eyes helplessly and said to the two, "Do you know what a divine sword represents? Do you know what a divine sword is? A mere Condensation Pill Realm cultivator trying to touch a divine sword is courting death!"

Lin Feiyan replied matter-of-factly, "But you're not an ordinary Condensation Pill Realm cultivator."

"Agreed!" Wu Tian nodded.

Meng Fan listened to their flattery, unmoved and calm.

No matter how much they praised him today, he wouldn't be tempted.

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