Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion
Chapter 414 – Meng Fan, who does not partake in the mundane world

Chapter 414 – Meng Fan, who does not partake in the mundane world

Meng Fan had always entertained the idea of upgrading the Small Thousand Sword Formation to the Great Thousand Sword Formation, but he had never found a way to do it.

After all, he had never come into contact with other sword formations.

Moreover, enhancing the power of a sword formation was far more difficult than improving a sword technique.

Now, with these three Heavenly Grade Sword Techniques, Meng Fan regained his confidence and determination.

"However, the immediate priority is to study the sword techniques," Meng Fan thought as he lay on his bed, contemplating his future development.

For Meng Fan, studying sword techniques was undoubtedly easier, given his experience.

"The Myriad Swords Art, the Heavenly Sword, and the Free Wanderer's Godly Sword—I've encountered these three Heavenly Grade Sword Techniques from Shu Mountain before, though not in their complete forms.

Starting with these three techniques will definitely be the quickest approach.

Once I master these three techniques and integrate them into the Myriad Swords As One, the first step will be complete.

Next, I'll tackle the Punishing Locking Blade, Sword Control to Subdue Demons, and Sword God techniques.

Thoroughly understanding these three techniques and integrating them into the Myriad Swords As One won't be an easy task!"

Meng Fan muttered to himself, acknowledging the difficulty but feeling even more motivated by the challenge.

Especially the Sword God technique, a supreme skill from Shu Mountain, which was at the pinnacle of Heavenly Grade Sword Techniques.

If he could take it a step further, he might even touch the threshold of Immortal Grade Sword Techniques.

Meng Fan was extremely eager to start studying the Sword God technique, but he restrained himself with great willpower, deciding to leave it for last.

Starting with the easier tasks before moving on to the harder ones was the wisest choice.

Meng Fan had honed his willpower to a level far beyond that of ordinary people through his sword training.

The next morning.

While still cultivating, Meng Fan heard a knock on the door.

Even before opening it, his Divine Sense had already detected Hong Qi standing outside.

At his level of cultivation, he essentially had a 360-degree panoramic "peephole."

Outside, Hong Qi was holding a tray filled with a sumptuous breakfast.

It was clear she had come to bring him breakfast.

Meng Fan got up, opened the door, and said to Hong Qi with a helpless expression, "Hong Qi, at my level, I don't need breakfast anymore. Don't you know that?"

At the fifth level of the Condensing Elixir Realm, Meng Fan could already practice inedia, absorbing energy from the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth to replenish his body's needs.

This way, he didn't even need to use the bathroom, which was extremely convenient.

That's why they say immortals don't consume mortal food.

It's true—they don't!

"Master, please just try it. I made all of this myself. When I was just a soul, I couldn't do these things for you," Hong Qi said pitifully to Meng Fan.

Meng Fan genuinely didn't want to eat breakfast.

He had grown accustomed to inedia and no longer had any cravings.

Eating this food would just mean having to expel it later, which was troublesome.

Cultivators could avoid such hassles, so why seek them out?

But despite his thoughts and reasoning, Meng Fan couldn't bear to refuse when he saw Hong Qi's pitiful expression.

"Fine, just this once. Don't waste your time on this tomorrow," Meng Fan said to Hong Qi, taking the tray from her hands.

Seeing this, Hong Qi quickly added, "Master, why don't I feed you?"

Meng Fan rolled his eyes at her and said irritably, "What, am I disabled now? I can't even hold chopsticks, let alone a sword?"

Hong Qi laughed awkwardly, a bit embarrassed.

"Master, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to do more for you," Hong Qi said softly.

Meng Fan looked up, his face serious, and said earnestly, "Hong Qi, you don't owe me anything. The Ginseng Fruit was a gift you deserved.

You were able to reconstruct a physical body because of your own efforts, so you don't need to go out of your way to please me.

Honestly, from the day I joined the Sword Pavilion until now, you've helped me more than I've helped you.

So, you really don't need to do this.

Now that you've been reborn, just be your true self!"

He hadn't helped Hong Qi reconstruct her body to create a servant.

Hearing this, Hong Qi looked conflicted and said, "But you are my master. This is what I'm supposed to do. I'm just being my true self!"

Meng Fan raised an eyebrow. Why couldn't this girl understand?

"When you were the sword spirit of the Hong Qi Sword, I was indeed your master because I was the master of the Hong Qi Sword, and naturally, your master as well.

But now, you're no longer the sword spirit of the Hong Qi Sword, so I'm no longer your master.

You are Hong Qi, and I am Meng Fan. We are both people.

What master-servant relationship are you talking about?"

He tried to use reason and logic to persuade this silly girl.

But he forgot that although Hong Qi was now human, she was also a woman.

And women often don't follow reason and logic.

Hearing Meng Fan's words, Hong Qi quickly shook her head and said, "Master, you will always be my master, no matter what. That will never change."

Hong Qi's tone was firm and resolute.

"No matter what you say, you are my master. Even if you try to drive me away, I would rather die than leave. I'd rather die right here!"

Meng Fan sighed, feeling a headache coming on.

"When did I say I wanted to drive you away? And what are you talking about, dying? What's going on in your head?"

He wondered if something had gone wrong when Hong Qi's body was reconstructed.

Did her brain get messed up?

She really was single-minded!

"Fine, fine! Pretend I didn't say anything. Do whatever you want," Meng Fan said helplessly.

This was a form of compromise.

Wait, she kept calling him master, but why did it feel like he was the one being controlled?

"I've had breakfast, and you're just standing around. Go back and cultivate. I'll be checking your progress every day!

By the way, I secured a position for you with Elder Lin yesterday.

From now on, you're a disciple of the Sword Pavilion and Wu Tian's senior sister.

This is a status I fought for you, so make sure to cultivate diligently and surpass that kid Wu Tian as soon as possible!"

Hearing Meng Fan's words, Hong Qi's expression changed, looking at him in disbelief.

"Me, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion?"

The news was so sudden that it left her stunned.

How could a mere sword spirit like her be worthy of being a disciple of the Sword Pavilion?