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

Chapter 240 – If the disciple dies, then I will die, and I will not be able to fulfill my filial duty

Meng Fan, when he first time-traveled here, had inherited the memories of his original host.

However, these memories were not deeply ingrained in Meng Fan's mind; they felt more like watching a movie, impossible to truly empathize with.

In a sense, he didn't possess the genuine hatred of the original host.

But at this moment, Li Xuerou's words seemed to replay that "movie" in Meng Fan's mind.

Even as an observer, just having watched the movie, one would still be affected by the emotions within it.

This was exactly how Meng Fan felt now.

"Deyun Town, I'll go with you!

But you suddenly came to find me, insisting on going to Deyun Town to kill the disciples of the Skyhawk Demon Sect. It can't be as simple as you say.

So, what are you hiding from me?"

Meng Fan looked at Li Xuerou and asked seriously.

There was no doubt that Li Xuerou's insistence on going to Deyun Town to kill the disciples of the Skyhawk Demon Sect was not a spur-of-the-moment decision; there must be a reason behind it.

Li Xuerou raised her head and looked at Meng Fan, "Brother Meng Fan, do you remember Lin Feilong, whom we met before joining the Shu Mountain Sword Sect?"

Lin Feilong? Before joining the Shu Mountain Sword Sect?

Meng Fan began to recall carefully, searching for the original host's memories.

Soon, he remembered the name.

Back then, their village was destroyed, and the two of them escaped, encountering a similarly disheveled young man.

The young man was also a pitiful survivor from the Skyhawk Demon Sect's massacre.

Later, the young man decided to infiltrate the Skyhawk Demon Sect to seek revenge!

That young man's name was Lin Feilong.

As for whether he succeeded in joining the Skyhawk Demon Sect later, Meng Fan did not know.

"You still kept in touch with him?" Meng Fan looked at Li Xuerou in surprise.

In theory, after parting ways, Li Xuerou and Lin Feilong shouldn't have been able to stay in contact.

Even if they wanted to, it would have been impossible!

"We didn't keep in touch initially, but a few months ago during the Shu Mountain Swordsmanship Competition, he recognized me, and we reconnected," Li Xuerou explained.

"Shu Mountain Swordsmanship Competition? Only disciples from the Limitless Sword Sect and Kunlun Sword Sect participate in that. Wasn't he supposed to join the Skyhawk Demon Sect to seek revenge?" Meng Fan asked, frowning.

Li Xuerou shook her head, "His plan to join the Skyhawk Demon Sect failed, and by a stroke of luck, he ended up joining the Limitless Sword Sect and became one of their disciples.

But his goal never changed; over the years, he has been secretly befriending disciples of the Skyhawk Demon Sect, gathering information about them."

Upon hearing this, Meng Fan felt a bit suspicious, sensing something was off but unable to pinpoint any flaws.

"So, the news about the Skyhawk Demon Sect disciples causing trouble in Deyun Town was also told to you by Lin Feilong?" Meng Fan asked.

Li Xuerou nodded.

"Yes, I received a letter from Lin Feilong. He said that among the Skyhawk Demon Sect disciples near Deyun Town, one of them is Liu Chen, the son of the Hall Master of the Partridge Hall!"

The son of the Hall Master of the Partridge Hall?

Hearing this title, Meng Fan's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes turned serious.

Partridge Hall!

Years ago, the Skyhawk Demon Sect attempted to set up a special evil formation.

This formation was utterly heinous, requiring 999 human hearts!

The hearts of the villagers from Meng Fan and Li Xuerou's village, as well as Lin Feilong's village, were among those 999!

And the hall that the Skyhawk Demon Sect dispatched back then was the Partridge Hall.

So, the Partridge Hall was actually their number one enemy!

Meng Fan finally understood why Li Xuerou was so eager to go to Deyun Town to kill the Skyhawk Demon Sect disciples.

To be precise, she wanted to kill Liu Chen!

To be honest, Meng Fan could understand Li Xuerou's thoughts.

Killing Liu Chen would be more satisfying than killing a hundred Skyhawk Demon Sect disciples.

Moreover, such an opportunity was rare and precious, so Li Xuerou didn't want to waste it!

Meng Fan thought for a moment and then asked, "Is this Lin Feilong reliable? Why didn't he go himself and instead informed you?"

Being habitually cautious, Meng Fan found it hard to trust Lin Feilong outright.

Li Xuerou shook her head, "I don't know if he's reliable, but he said he would also go to Deyun Town and hoped we could join forces to kill Liu Chen!

Actually, I have some concerns too, which is why I came to find you, hoping you would go with me."

From Li Xuerou's perspective, she almost regarded Meng Fan as her own brother, so she wasn't afraid to trouble him at this moment.

Meng Fan didn't find Li Xuerou troublesome either; he thought it was right for her to come to him.

If she had sneaked out and something happened, that would be the real trouble!

"Don't worry, we'll go to Deyun Town together, and we'll definitely kill Liu Chen." Meng Fan rubbed Li Xuerou's head and said with a smile.

"Brother, thank you!" Li Xuerou looked up and smiled at Meng Fan.

The way she addressed him changed from Brother Meng Fan to just Brother!

Meng Fan naturally noticed this and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"You go back first, I'll prepare, and you can come to the Sword Pavilion to meet me at noon. We'll set off in the afternoon," Meng Fan said to Li Xuerou.

Since he was going down the mountain, Meng Fan naturally had to make thorough preparations.

***

After Li Xuerou left, Meng Fan went to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion.

"Master!" he called out to Elder Lin.

"What do you want?" Elder Lin, sitting on a meditation cushion, asked directly.

The events around the Sword Pavilion couldn't escape his perception.

He was naturally aware of Li Xuerou coming to find Meng Fan earlier.

This kid Meng Fan was quite cunning; coming to find him at this time, he must be asking for something.

"Master, the sword seal you gave me last time has already been used.

If it weren't for your sword seal, I might not have made it back to Shu Mountain alive.

This time, if I encounter the same danger without your sword seal, I might die at the foot of the mountain, with no place to bury my body.

If I die, I won't be able to fulfill my filial duties to you anymore."

Meng Fan shamelessly said, looking full of filial piety.

"Cut the crap, take it!" Elder Lin straightforwardly threw a sword seal to Meng Fan and then continued his meditation.

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

Holding the sword seal, he immediately felt a sense of security.

The outside world was not safe at all, and Meng Fan deeply felt this.

Under normal circumstances, he didn't want to go down the mountain at all.

If he had to go down, he had to be fully prepared.

Elder Lin's sword seal was essential!

Actually, Meng Fan thought he was still too thin-skinned; if he could be a bit thicker, he would have asked Elder Lin for a primordial spirit of the sword.