Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion

Chapter 157 – If you’re going to hit someone, aim for the face; if you’re going to hurt someone, aim for the heart

With the sword seal given by Elder Lin in hand, Meng Fan left the second floor of the Sword Pavilion and returned to his room.

After taking a Vajra Pill, Meng Fan began to cultivate the Orient Loong God Body.

These past few days, he had been busy teaching Ye Qingyu the Great Annihilation Sword Intent, all for the sake of obtaining this Vajra Pill.

Now that he had the pill, he couldn't wait to consume it.

He aimed to break through to the third layer of the Orient Loong God Body as soon as possible!

To his surprise, the next evening, Ye Qingyu came to the Sword Pavilion and gave him a bottle of Vajra Pills.

Such eagerness was unexpected for Meng Fan.

This time, there were forty-two Vajra Pills, one more than last time.

Practice makes perfect; it's normal to produce one more pill the second time around.

"Senior Sister Ye, you were so quick to refine a batch of Vajra Pills for me. Have you already decided on the departure time?" Meng Fan asked Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu replied, "The sooner we leave, the better. If you have no objections, I want to depart tomorrow."

Meng Fan glanced at Ye Qingyu, surprised that this usually cold and aloof senior sister was actually quite impatient at heart.

But he could understand her; after all, when you have something weighing on your mind, you want to resolve it quickly. Otherwise, it feels like a burden, making it hard to focus on anything else.

"Leaving tomorrow is a bit rushed, but I have no problem with it," Meng Fan said to Ye Qingyu.

"Great, I'll come find you tomorrow then!" Ye Qingyu said, leaving as quickly as she had come.

Senior Disciple Luo walked out from behind the Sword Pavilion hall, watching Ye Qingyu's departing figure. He gave Meng Fan a thumbs-up.

"You, kid, not only do you cultivate at an astonishing speed, but you also change girls just as fast. And each one is prettier than the last! No wonder we haven't seen that girl Liu Yanping for so long; you've already switched to another."

Meng Fan rolled his eyes at Senior Disciple Luo and said irritably, "Senior Disciple Luo, I suggest you look in the mirror!"

"What do you mean?" Senior Disciple Luo frowned.

"Although you're not yet thirty, only twenty-nine, you look like a white-haired old man. Talking about girls all the time is really an eyesore and quite undignified!" Meng Fan said calmly.

If you're going to hit someone, aim for the face; if you're going to hurt someone, aim for the heart.

Meng Fan's words hit Senior Disciple Luo right where it hurt.

"You brat, how dare you attack me personally..." Senior Disciple Luo, furious and flustered, retreated to his room to sulk.

In the Cultivation World, many people are seventy or eighty, even over a hundred years old, but still look like teenagers. It's not unusual.

But for someone like Senior Disciple Luo, who is only in his twenties but looks like he's in his seventies or eighties, it's quite pitiful and sad.

Someone who looks old at twenty-something is bound to die lonely, isn't he?

The next morning, Meng Fan got up, washed, and opened the Sword Pavilion's door, only to see Ye Qingyu standing outside.

"Senior Sister Ye, so early?" Meng Fan asked, a bit surprised.

"Does your Sword Pavilion always open this late?" Ye Qingyu replied irritably.

"Late?" Meng Fan was puzzled. The Sword Pavilion usually opened at this time.

If you consider this late, then opening at noon would be normal.

Today wasn't late at all!

"How long have you been waiting outside?" Meng Fan asked tentatively.

Ye Qingyu, with a cold expression, said, "Just half an incense stick's time."

In fact, she had been waiting for an hour but was too embarrassed to knock.

At this moment, she could only downplay the waiting time.

If she said she had been waiting for an hour, she would seem foolish!

An hour is two hours, one hundred and twenty minutes.

Even on Earth, men don't wait that long for women to finish their makeup.

"Come in and sit for a while. I still need to pack," Meng Fan said to Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu walked into the Sword Pavilion but didn't find a chair to sit on. Instead, she wandered around the hall, looking at the sword weapons.

The Sword Pavilion was quite impressive.

At least, nowhere else in the Shu Mountain Sword Sect could you see so many sword weapons.

Meng Fan didn't disturb Ye Qingyu's sword viewing and continued packing.

After a while, he finished packing and went to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion to inform Elder Lin. Then he prepared to leave with Ye Qingyu.

This would be his third time leaving Shu Mountain since his time travel!

The first two times were more thrilling each time.

He wondered how this time would be.

To be honest, Meng Fan was somewhat looking forward to it.

Normally, he was too lazy to leave the Shu Mountain Sword Sect and just wanted to cultivate quietly.

But once he decided to leave, he couldn't help but look forward to what might happen next.

After all, everyone has a curiosity for new experiences. Life in the Shu Mountain Sword Sect was monotonous, and leaving Shu Mountain would surely bring new and different experiences.

Inevitably, there was some curiosity and anticipation.

After informing Senior Disciple Luo, Meng Fan and Ye Qingyu left the Sword Pavilion together.

"Senior Sister Ye, since you're here at the Sword Pavilion, have you considered changing your sword?" Meng Fan asked Ye Qingyu outside the Sword Pavilion.

Coming to the Sword Pavilion and not changing your sword feels like a wasted trip.

Ye Qingyu replied, "Forget it. I'm used to my Cold Snow Sword. Even if I change to a slightly better spiritual sword, it won't significantly improve my combat power.

Unless I can get a Law Sword!

But with my current strength, I can't subdue a Law Sword. That would be courting death."

Why are none of these chosen ones arrogant?

Each one seems quite self-aware.

Of course, except for that guy Lin Jian, who dared to flirt with his master. That guy is really bold!

"Then let's go," Meng Fan said to Ye Qingyu.

The two of them then left the Shu Mountain Sword Sect together.

Meng Fan and Ye Qingyu were both disciples at the Heavenly Origin Realm. Disciples at this realm could leave Shu Mountain for training without any restrictions.

This was Meng Fan's third time leaving Shu Mountain, and the first two times, Elder Lin had accompanied him.

Having an elder with him made him feel somewhat restrained.

This time, going out with Ye Qingyu, Meng Fan felt a sense of freedom.

"Senior Sister Ye, how far is the place you mentioned from Shu Mountain, and how long will it take?" Meng Fan asked.

At this moment, they had completely descended the mountain.

"About seven days on foot. If we use our cultivation to travel, it will be faster," Ye Qingyu said seriously.

"On foot? I think taking a carriage would be better. Isn't it more comfortable to rent a carriage and lie down?" Meng Fan looked at Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu glanced at Meng Fan as if to say, "Isn't that obvious?"

The two of them went to a nearby town and bought a carriage.

Rent?

No way, they had money to burn!

One spirit stone was worth a chest of gold.

Cultivators never lacked money.

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