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

Chapter 45 – Enchantment, illusion, fox demon

If Elder Lin hadn't taken action, Meng Fan would have had no idea that such a valuable thing was inside the giant snake.

The giant snake was slain by Meng Fan, so naturally, its gallbladder was his spoils of war, and Elder Lin certainly wouldn't hide it.

Such a trifle was beneath Elder Lin's notice.

Meng Fan, while regulating his breath, stowed the gallbladder into his storage ring.

The gallbladder, worth ten spirit stones, was something Meng Fan valued highly.

While regulating his breath, Meng Fan consumed a Qi Gathering Pill, so his True Qi recovered very quickly.

In no time, under the operation of the Pure Yang Thunder Cultivation Scripture, Meng Fan's True Qi was fully restored.

Seeing Meng Fan's recovery, Elder Lin voiced his doubts.

"When you struck earlier, in addition to the Demon-Slaying Sword Intent, there seemed to be another Sword Intent?"

Elder Lin had been secretly observing Meng Fan's fight with the giant snake all along.

With Elder Lin's discerning eye, he immediately recognized the profoundness within Meng Fan's sword strike.

Apart from the Demon-Slaying Sword Intent and the Thunderous Sword Technique, he saw another kind of Sword Intent!

And this Sword Intent was one he had never seen before; it likely wasn't from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

Meng Fan casually said, "Master, this is the Sword Intent I comprehended from the Sword God Stele."

He didn't say it was comprehended from a Sword Weapon; that would be too far-fetched, and Elder Lin wouldn't believe it.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Meng Fan pinned it on the Sword God Stele.

From Meng Fan's current perspective, this was the only reasonable and easily believable explanation.

Most importantly, it would deepen the influence of the Sword God Stele in Elder Lin's mind.

Feeding Elder Lin more about the Sword God Stele would make him more willing to support Meng Fan in comprehending it.

Killing two birds with one stone!

"So it is. I didn't expect the Sword God Stele to have such a terrifying effect on you," Elder Lin said with some astonishment.

To be honest, he was starting to envy Meng Fan's enlightenment.

Just by comprehending the Sword God Stele, Meng Fan had achieved what many could not in their entire lives!

If only he had the enlightenment of this young man, perhaps...

Elder Lin shook his head helplessly, banishing these wild thoughts from his mind.

After Meng Fan regulated his breath and restored his True Qi, he continued to hunt Purple Thunder Pigs.

In fact, hunting Purple Thunder Pigs was not a challenge for Meng Fan, as he knew with his strength, he could easily dispatch them.

For Meng Fan, his concern was encountering other beasts in the Heavenly Heart Mountains.

Like the giant snake, which was much stronger than the Purple Thunder Pigs.

And within the Heavenly Heart Mountains, there were certainly many beasts stronger than the giant snake!

...

Three days later, Meng Fan had slain eighteen Purple Thunder Pigs.

During this time, he also encountered various other beasts.

In most cases, when encountering beasts other than Purple Thunder Pigs, Meng Fan decided to avoid them.

His target was the Purple Thunder Pigs, and only they had Thunder Essence in their bodies to aid his cultivation.

It was not worth the effort to kill other beasts!

After merging eighteen strands of Thunder Essence, Meng Fan's True Qi had advanced to the sixth level of Qi Refining.

One day, as usual, Meng Fan was hunting for Purple Thunder Pigs.

A young lady in white suddenly appeared before him.

"Young Master, I am lost in these deep mountains. Could you please lead me out?" The girl approached Meng Fan with a cautious and shy expression, asking him.

Meng Fan frowned slightly, looking at the white-clad young lady in surprise.

The Heavenly Heart Mountains were rarely visited; how could such a young lady be lost here?

His instincts told him something was off.

Very abnormal!

Could this young lady be a transformed beast?

Meng Fan inwardly chuckled, finding the thought even more improbable.

A beast capable of taking human form would be a terrifying entity.

Such a creature could blow him away with a single breath and would not bother to engage in such trivial deception.

Meng Fan observed the girl, unable to discern her cultivation level. She was either a commoner without any cultivation or someone with a higher cultivation level than his own.

Either way, Meng Fan felt somewhat helpless.

In such a forsaken place, encountering a human, regardless of their intentions, he couldn't just slay them with his sword, could he?

What if she truly was a lost common girl?

Most importantly, Meng Fan knew Elder Lin was definitely still watching over him.

So whatever choice he made, there shouldn't be any danger.

Even if the girl was a master with higher cultivation than his own, he had Elder Lin behind him; the young lady couldn't stir up much trouble.

With this thought, Meng Fan relaxed.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" Meng Fan asked the girl.

"Young Master, I live in a mountain village not far from here. I came into the mountains to gather herbs but couldn't find my way back. I'm lost," the girl said with a trembling voice, her head bowed.

"Master, draw your sword and strike her down!" Hong Qi's voice echoed in Meng Fan's mind.

Upon hearing this, Meng Fan didn't hesitate, drawing the Hong Qi Sword and slashing at the white-clad young lady before him.

He chose to trust Hong Qi.

His sword strike was decisive!

The sword fell, and it was as if it had struck nothingness; the figure of the young lady vanished into thin air.

"What's going on?" Meng Fan frowned slightly, puzzled.

Hong Qi's voice rang out again: "Master, it was an illusion. Look to your left, about ten meters away, that white fox, it's the one that bewitched you!"

Bewitchment.

Hong Qi had previously mentioned to Meng Fan that the Hong Qi Sword also had the ability to bewitch enemies.

So Hong Qi seeing through this kind of bewitching illusion and waking him up was not surprising to Meng Fan.

If it weren't for Hong Qi's reminder, he would have been truly fooled today, unaware of what might have happened.

Although Elder Lin was there, and his life wouldn't be in danger, Meng Fan still found it embarrassing!

"Demon spirits!" Meng Fan coldly shouted, his Hong Qi Sword slashing down once more.

Demon-Slaying Sword Intent!

Thunderous Strike!

Willow Fluff on the Wind movement technique!

The white fox was ten meters away from Meng Fan, and it seemed quick and agile, giving the impression it could run fast.

Thus, Meng Fan's sword strike was not about power but about extreme speed.

The Thunderous Sword Technique—Thunderous Strike was arguably the fastest strike among all the sword techniques Meng Fan had learned.

In the next second, the Hong Qi Sword struck the white fox, cleaving it in two, blood splattering everywhere.

Meng Fan's face remained calm, unfazed.

He had slain many beasts these days, so he was accustomed to the bloodshed.

"This kind of fox has the ability to bewitch, creating illusions, but it is quite frail," Hong Qi's voice appeared in Meng Fan's mind.