Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 394 – I will help you once after we leave!

Chapter 394 – I will help you once after we leave!

"Meng Fan, stop fooling around. Let's check out another grand hall," Meng Fan said resolutely.

There were still seven grand halls left to explore. There was no need to get stuck in this one.

As for the divine sword hanging above, Meng Fan couldn't deny he was tempted. But being tempted and taking action were two different things!

Seeing Meng Fan unmoved, Wu Tian and Lin Feiyan could only sigh helplessly and prepare to leave the grand hall to see if there were any other opportunities in the other halls.

Meng Fan walked at the back, following the two out.

Just as Wu Tian and Lin Feiyan stepped out of the grand hall, and Meng Fan was about to step out as well, something unexpected happened!

A sudden force blocked Meng Fan's path, keeping him inside the hall.

Meng Fan, with one foot already raised, found himself unable to take that step forward, as if he were being firmly "pressed" inside the hall.

Wu Tian and Lin Feiyan, who had just exited, felt a strange sensation behind them and couldn't help but turn around.

"Bang!" The grand hall's door suddenly slammed shut with a thunderous noise and vibration.

Even the ground of the plaza outside the hall shook, as if a dragon had turned over beneath it.

"What happened?" Wu Yue and Wu Gui, who were further away, also turned around abruptly, looking at Wu Tian and Lin Feiyan in surprise.

Actually, they wanted to see Meng Fan, but since they couldn't, they shifted their gaze to Wu Tian and Lin Feiyan.

"Meng Fan, that idiot, seems to be trapped inside the hall," Wu Tian said, frowning.

In the brief moment he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Meng Fan's expression through the crack in the door.

That expression was full of astonishment, clearly not a deliberate act of staying inside. It was obvious he was forced!

And the only thing inside the hall capable of doing that was the giant sword hanging above.

This was quite dramatic!

Meng Fan had no intention of targeting the giant sword, but the sword seemed to have targeted him instead.

"Let's hope it's a blessing and not a curse," Wu Tian muttered.

Although he didn't like Meng Fan and always found him annoying, he didn't want anything bad to happen to him at this moment.

After all, this so-called ancestral land of theirs seemed to be full of dangers.

Even if he didn't like Meng Fan, he had to admit that Meng Fan was strong and gave a sense of security.

If Wu Tian felt this way, then Lin Feiyan felt it even more.

If something happened to Meng Fan, she felt she would be doomed, unable to return to Shu Mountain!

"Senior Brother Meng? Are you okay?" Lin Feiyan, a bit nervous, approached the grand hall's door and carefully knocked with her knuckles.

Wu Tian looked at Lin Feiyan in astonishment. Was this girl really that foolish?

Daring to knock on the door in such a situation, was she not afraid of death?

He considered himself quite bold, but when the door closed automatically, it was clear something had tampered with it.

So, he didn't dare touch the door at all.

In his view, Lin Feiyan was truly stupid!

Fortunately, Lin Feiyan's knocking didn't cause any abnormality or danger.

Of course, Meng Fan inside didn't respond to her question either.

At this moment, Meng Fan's senses were completely blocked.

In the instant the door closed, his surroundings changed.

He looked around and found himself no longer in the grand hall.

He was in a space filled with white light, and in the brightest part of the light, a sword floated in mid-air.

Meng Fan knew he was still in the grand hall, but he had been pulled into something like an illusory realm.

And the culprit behind all this was clearly the sword in the hall!

A giant sword, a divine sword, perhaps even a semi-immortal sword.

He didn't want to provoke the sword, but the sword had taken the initiative to provoke him.

What surprised Meng Fan at this moment was that the sword floating here wasn't the giant sword in the hall.

This sword was very small and exquisite, only the size of a finger.

It was an extremely delicate flying sword!

Meng Fan vaguely guessed that this might be the true form of the giant sword.

The giant sword was just a façade.

"Why did you bring me here?" Meng Fan asked proactively.

Although he hadn't interacted with this sword before, he could sense it wasn't an evil sword or a demon sword, nor did it have any killing intent.

It let Wu Tian and the others leave but kept him behind, clearly for a reason.

He couldn't guess the reason and didn't need to. He might as well ask directly.

"Swish~~~" A sword light flashed, and the small sword suddenly transformed into a girl in purple.

To be precise, it wasn't a girl but a young girl.

She looked about twelve or thirteen years old.

"The sword you saw just now is called Xue Ying. I am the sword spirit of that sword, also called Xue Ying," the young girl said, introducing herself.

Meng Fan looked at the little lolita in front of him, not underestimating her but rather full of seriousness.

Because although she looked young, this was the least reliable appearance.

Sword spirits like her could live for thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

Not to be underestimated!

"I kept you here because I want to make a deal with you," Xue Ying continued.

"What kind of deal?" Meng Fan asked calmly.

This calmness was something he forced himself to show.

Honestly, it was impossible not to be nervous in such a situation, but this nervousness shouldn't be revealed; it had to be hidden.

"Take me out of here, and in return, I will help you once after we leave!" Xue Ying said coldly and flatly.

Although she looked like a cute twelve or thirteen-year-old lolita, Meng Fan knew very well that she was an old monster, so he didn't dare be rash.

But to be fair, the deal proposed by the sword spirit Xue Ying was quite tempting.

Meng Fan pondered for a moment before asking, "How can I take you out? And why did you choose me? Surely many people have come here before, right?"

If taking her out was risky, he wanted to refuse.

Also, many people from the Wu family must have entered here over the years. Why hadn't Xue Ying made deals with others and chose him instead?

If he didn't figure out her intentions, Meng Fan wouldn't dare agree easily.

Of course, this was just a subconscious thought and didn't really matter.

Because if he couldn't defeat her, he would have to agree whether he wanted to or not!

"Taking me out is simple. Just put the Xue Ying sword into your storage ring. As for why I chose you..."

Xue Ying's face showed a slight sneer.

"Because those who came before were unworthy!"