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

Chapter 55 – You kid really knows how to have fun

Meng Fan's eye for swords was incredibly sharp.

With a single glance, he realized that Qian Lechi's sword was aimed at his face.

This guy actually wanted to ruin his looks!

Naturally, Meng Fan was furious.

Although he wasn't someone who relied on his looks to get by, he still valued his appearance greatly.

In his past life, Meng Fan had been rather plain-looking, truly unremarkable.

As a result, he had suffered quite a bit due to his lack of looks. After time-traveling to this world and acquiring such a handsome face, Meng Fan had always been quite pleased with it.

He was even a bit... smug about it.

Now that someone wanted to disfigure him, Meng Fan's anger was uncontrollable!

He decided to give Qian Lechi a taste of his own medicine.

Meng Fan executed "Sword Comes," snatched Qian Lechi's sword, and with it, slashed twice across Qian Lechi's own face.

Meng Fan had a slight case of OCD, preferring symmetry, so after damaging one side of Qian Lechi's face, he made sure to balance it out with the other side.

"Ahh~~~~~~~~~" Qian Lechi clutched his face, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

Pain and agony.

Physical pain on one side, emotional torment on the other.

He was well aware that his face had been ruined.

This only added insult to injury on his already less-than-handsome face!

The pain was so intense that it even overshadowed the shock he should have felt towards Meng Fan's strength.

"Waste!" Meng Fan threw Qian Lechi's sword to the ground, spitting out the words with disdain.

Then, without giving Qian Lechi another glance, he walked away.

If it hadn't been outside the Scripture Pavilion, if it hadn't been in front of a crowd, if it had been a secluded place...

Meng Fan couldn't guarantee he wouldn't have killed Qian Lechi on the spot!

The old Meng Fan could never have imagined harboring the desire to kill.

But having already been bloodied in the Heavenly Heart Mountains, where he killed many demons, his hands were stained with blood.

And it was undeniable that as his strength grew, his reverence for life diminished.

Before, if someone wanted to kill Meng Fan, he would have thought to report it to the Clan, hoping they would take his side.

But now, if someone wanted to kill Meng Fan, he would choose to take the initiative and kill them first!

It's better to rely on oneself than to depend on others!

Such changes in mentality were inevitable.

And Meng Fan didn't think this change was a bad thing.

As for Qian Lechi, Meng Fan no longer feared him as before, because whether in terms of his own strength or his background, Meng Fan was not inferior to him.

Even though Qian Lechi was Elder Qian's son, Meng Fan was also the direct disciple of Elder Lin.

With Elder Lin's status, he was only higher, not lower than Elder Qian.

After returning to the Sword Pavilion, Meng Fan went to the second floor to find Elder Lin and told him about the incident.

"Well done. In the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, aside from the Sect Master and the Supreme Elders, who has the right to bully my disciple, Lin Bianyun?"

"Since Qian Lechi is no match for you, treat him as you wish. As for that old man Qian Gui, if he dares to personally trouble you, I'll teach him a lesson myself!"

"My good disciple, we usually don't bully others, but if someone dares to bully us, we'll crush them to death!"

From Elder Lin's words, Meng Fan could sense his disdain for Elder Qian.

This was just as he had expected, so Meng Fan felt relieved.

"Thank you, Master!" Meng Fan bowed to Elder Lin.

Elder Lin waved his hand dismissively, "You're my disciple, what's there to thank me for? However, there is one thing I'm curious about."

"What is it?" Meng Fan looked at Elder Lin, puzzled.

"I thought you and Little Sprout Liu were an item, but now there's Little Sprout Li popping up. What exactly are you thinking? While it's true that a man having multiple wives and concubines is not uncommon, can you really handle it?"

Hearing Elder Lin's words, Meng Fan could only smile wryly.

"Master, you're overthinking it. Sister Liu is my friend, and Li Xuerou is my sister."

Elder Lin sighed and shook his head.

"You, my boy, are even greedier than I imagined. But at least you're not wasting that handsome face of yours!"

Meng Fan was baffled, not understanding the meaning behind Elder Lin's words.

Even as he walked down the stairs, Meng Fan was still pondering what Elder Lin meant. How was he greedy?

He didn't want any of them, and yet he was still considered greedy?

Elder Lin watched Meng Fan's retreating figure, sighing with a wry smile.

A friend is a friend, a sister is a sister, a lover is a lover, a wife is a wife, a treasure is a treasure, a baby is a baby...

This kid, by the looks of it, is playing the field even more than I did in my youth.

"Youth is truly wonderful!!!" Elder Lin sighed with a hint of envy.

Old and envious, but it's out of reach.

Meng Fan returned to his room on the first floor of the Sword Pavilion and continued his cultivation.

Reading by day, cultivating by night, this was his unshakable routine.

Recently, he had stopped polishing his sword because there was still plenty of the Demon Locking Sword's Essence of the Sword accumulated within him, not yet fully consumed.

When that essence was depleted, he planned to resume the task of polishing his sword.

The next day, Meng Fan went to the Scripture Pavilion to continue studying the sword scriptures.

Around noon, he saw Li Xuerou again.

"Meng Fan brother, I'm here." Li Xuerou ran up to him with a smile, clearly delighted.

Meng Fan, feeling helpless, thought to himself, why are you here?

"Are you not busy today?" Meng Fan asked Li Xuerou with an appropriately polite smile.

The subtext was, do you have that much free time?

"It's okay, I've already completed the task Elder Yang assigned me ahead of time."

This was the second time Li Xuerou mentioned Elder Yang, who seemed to be a mentor-like figure to her, yet without the formal title of Master and disciple.

Meng Fan looked behind Li Xuerou, not seeing Qian Lechi today.

That guy definitely wouldn't dare to enter the Scripture Pavilion, but whether he was lurking outside was another question.

But considering he had just been disfigured yesterday, his mental resilience probably wasn't strong enough to venture out today. He was likely hiding in a dark corner, wallowing in self-pity, sorrow, and despair for a while.

After that period passed, he would probably think of ways to seek (deliver) revenge (death) on Meng Fan.

"The tasks assigned by the Elder should be completed properly. What realm are you at now?" Meng Fan asked Li Xuerou.

He was curious since he couldn't discern Li Xuerou's realm.

Curiosity prompted the question, and there was no need to hide it.

"I'm at the eighth level of the True Martial Realm. Elder Yang hopes I can break through to the Heavenly Origin Realm within two months to participate in the Core Disciple assessment. It feels so difficult!" Li Xuerou said with a hint of a headache.

Two months to break through the ninth level of the True Martial Realm and the barrier to the Heavenly Origin Realm was indeed tough for her, even as the Chosen Beauty of the younger generation of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

"Keep it up, I believe you can do it. Focus on your cultivation for the next two months, don't waste time on me. After you reach the Heavenly Origin Realm in two months, come and share the good news with me!" Meng Fan said earnestly, encouraging Li Xuerou.

"Meng Fan brother, do you find me annoying?" Li Xuerou pouted, sounding a bit unhappy.

Hearing her words, Meng Fan immediately denied it in surprise.

"How could that be? I believe you can definitely do it. You are the pride of Starmoon Village. How could such a small matter be difficult for you?"

"Little sister Xuerou, we're both orphans, alone in the world, so we have to work even harder than others!"

Meng Fan began to change the subject, subtly motivating Li Xuerou.

Although she was a genius, she had always been easily swayed since childhood, something Meng Fan remembered clearly.

Sure enough, Li Xuerou nodded in agreement after hearing him, "You're right, Meng Fan brother. We must work harder than others!

No wonder you were able to reach the second level of the True Martial Realm in such a short time. I will learn from you and definitely reach the Heavenly Origin Realm within two months!!

I'm going to practice hard for these two months. After I reach the Heavenly Origin Realm, I'll come and share the good news with you."

Meng Fan nodded, his face full of excitement as he said to Li Xuerou, "Keep it up, you can definitely do it!"

After Li Xuerou left, Meng Fan continued to flip through the sword scriptures.

Now he was relieved; for the next two months, no one would disturb him.

He could immerse himself in the ocean of books, wandering freely.

Then the next day, another girl appeared in front of Meng Fan.

"Meng Fan, I went to the Sword Pavilion to find you, but Senior Disciple Luo said you were in the Scripture Pavilion. What's the matter, have you switched from the Sword Pavilion to the Scripture Pavilion?"

It was Liu Yanping, the girl who had returned from her travels.

Meng Fan helplessly closed the sword scripture and said to Liu Yanping, "Sister Liu, why are you back?"

"What, you sound like you don't want me to come back?" Liu Yanping glared at Meng Fan, dissatisfied.

Meng Fan quickly shook his head, "How could that be? You heard wrong."

More than not wanting her to come back, he really didn't want her to come back.

At this stage, Meng Fan was addicted to reading and cultivating, feeling that their successive interruptions were truly annoying.

It wasn't just about the disruption of his time; it was the fact that he was being interrupted while immersed in his books, breaking his train of thought and state of mind, which really affected his mood.

"Huh, why can't I see through your cultivation level anymore? Have you been crippled?" Liu Yanping looked at Meng Fan curiously, somewhat surprised.

She used to be able to see through Meng Fan's cultivation level, but now she couldn't, which naturally led her to believe it was impossible for Meng Fan to have surpassed her.

The only explanation was that Meng Fan's cultivation had been crippled!

"Who did this to you? I'll help you get revenge!!!" Liu Yanping said furiously.

Meng Fan had helped her so much, and she had long considered him a friend.

Although she always gave Meng Fan spirit stones, money isn't everything, and not all favors can be repaid with spirit stones.

In both emotion and reason, she felt she should seek revenge for Meng Fan.

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