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

Chapter 221 – Sword Soul PK, the Flaw of Divine Soul

Hearing Meng Fan's question, Wu Tian stammered and didn't answer.

"Where I got the Spirit Stones isn't important. What's important is that I don't have any now. Can you lend me some?"

Meng Fan smiled and asked, "How much do you need?"

Wu Tian thought for a moment and casually said, "At least ten thousand Spirit Stones. I'm still comprehending the Sword God Stele, and it's really useful!"

Meng Fan continued to smile, a cold smile.

"Ten thousand Spirit Stones? Ha, you seem to have no idea what ten thousand Spirit Stones mean!"

His entire worth was only four thousand Spirit Stones, and he was asking for ten thousand right off the bat.

Something's wrong with his brain!

Meng Fan wasn't insulting him; it was a true and fitting description of Wu Tian.

"It's just ten thousand Spirit Stones, don't be so stingy!" Wu Tian pursed his lips.

Meng Fan rolled his eyes, too lazy to bother with this brainless guy, and turned to leave the Sword God Temple.

"Junior Disciple Meng, Junior Disciple Meng, don't go." Wu Tian chased after him.

Just as he stepped out of the Sword God Temple, Meng Fan drew the Hong Qi Sword and looked at Wu Tian, saying, "I think you should change the way you address me."

"What address?" Wu Tian was a bit confused.

"It's Senior Brother Meng, not Junior Disciple Meng!" Meng Fan said calmly.

Wu Tian immediately got angry, "Didn't you say that if I lent you the relic, you would call me Senior Brother?"

Meng Fan replied indifferently, "Where's the relic?"

"Isn't the relic with you?" Wu Tian was even more confused.

"If the relic is with me, why should I call you Senior Brother?"

Wu Tian was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

After a while, he angrily said, "Fine, you're cheating! Give me back the relic!"

Meng Fan drew the Hong Qi Sword, looking calmly at Wu Tian.

"Alright, beat me, and I'll give it back to you!"

Wu Tian was furious and drew his sword as well.

He had been comprehending the Sword God Stele for ten days and nights, feeling that he had undergone a tremendous transformation, reborn.

Perfect, he could take this opportunity to teach Meng Fan a lesson and solidify his position as "Senior Brother"!

"Fine, today I'll beat you until you willingly call me Senior Brother!"

Two sword lights flashed outside the Sword God Temple...

***

Moments later, Wu Tian obediently called out to Meng Fan, "Senior Brother Meng, I was wrong."

"Return to the Sword Pavilion, I have something to ask you!" Meng Fan said expressionlessly.

After comprehending the Sword God Stele for a day and a night, besides his gains in Sword Dao, Meng Fan had made other discoveries, but they were not suitable to discuss outside.

Back at the Sword Pavilion, Meng Fan pulled up a chair and sat down, while Wu Tian stood obediently in front of him.

"Senior Brother Meng, what other questions do you have?"

Meng Fan looked at Wu Tian, thinking about his experience comprehending the Sword God Stele for a day and a night.

He had already cultivated his Divine Soul, originally thinking he could easily perform Sword Soul-level Sword Arts.

But after some deductions inside the Sword God Stele, the results were very different from his expectations!

He found that his cultivated Divine Soul seemed to have problems.

Although he could indeed perform Sword Soul, the process was extremely awkward, and the power was very limited.

It was less than half of what Meng Fan had estimated!

This was obviously not right, something was wrong...

"Wu Tian, after you used the relic's power to cultivate your Divine Soul, did you notice anything unusual? Also, when you previously cultivated the Ice Heart Sword Soul, did you encounter any obstacles?"

"No, no problems at all, everything felt quite normal." Wu Tian looked at Meng Fan with some confusion.

"Show me your Ice Heart Sword Soul again." Meng Fan said to Wu Tian.

Wu Tian immediately laughed.

It was like being asked to slap someone.

He was naturally more than happy to oblige!

He moved extremely quickly, and in the next second, an Ice Heart Sword Soul slashed towards Meng Fan.

Meng Fan's expression didn't change, still sitting there, raising his hand to release a Sword Soul as well.

[Ice Heart Sword Soul]

Meng Fan had also studied the Ice Heart Sword Scriptures before, mastering it in one go.

Now that his Divine Soul was formed, it was naturally not difficult to release the Ice Heart Sword Soul.

The two Ice Heart Sword Souls collided, blossomed, and neutralized each other.

In the end, Meng Fan's Sword Soul completely dissipated, while Wu Tian's Sword Soul still had at least a third of its power left, slashing towards Meng Fan.

"Buzz~~~~~~~"

With a Sword Song, the Hong Qi Sword shot out, shattering the remaining power of Wu Tian's Sword Soul, completely dissipating it.

"Hey, you've also cultivated the Ice Heart Sword Soul? But your Sword Soul is weak, weaker than mine!" Wu Tian said proudly.

It was rare to suppress Meng Fan in any aspect, so he was naturally very excited.

Meng Fan's expression was serious; this was the crux of the problem.

How could Wu Tian's power be stronger than his with the same Sword Soul?

It seemed his intuition was correct; there was a problem with his cultivated Divine Soul.

But why did Wu Tian have no problems when they both used the relic to cultivate their Divine Souls?

Heh, that old monk really took care of the disciples of Vajra Temple.

Even if they were renegades!

"You go play by yourself, I need some quiet time." Meng Fan said to Wu Tian, feeling unsettled.

"Can you lend me some Spirit Stones?"

"No, not lending, forget it!"

Wu Tian walked away resentfully, preparing to return to his room. Then, looking at the dazzling array of Sword Weapons in the Sword Pavilion, he started to have ideas.

With so many treasured swords, if he took some to sell, wouldn't he have Spirit Stones?

When he was at Vajra Temple, he often did such things to make use of treasures.

After all, treasures just sitting there were a waste, better to use them to cultivate disciples!

"No, the Sword Weapons on the first floor of the Sword Pavilion aren't worth much, I need to check upstairs." Wu Tian muttered to himself as he returned to his room.

To him, Spirit Stones were like water in the body; just move around a bit and sweat, and there they were.

Meng Fan also returned to his room, calming his mind, and began to observe his Divine Soul internally.

Moments later, he opened his eyes helplessly.

Observing like this, he couldn't see any abnormalities.

"I haven't seen anyone else's Divine Soul; I need a comparison to know if there's a problem." Meng Fan walked out of his room and went to Wu Tian's room.

Senior Disciple Luo's realm was too low, Elder Lin's realm was too high.

The only suitable guinea pig here was Wu Tian.

Moreover, the relic was brought by Wu Tian; the one who tied the bell must untie it, Wu Tian had to take responsibility and pay the price.

As soon as he pushed open Wu Tian's door, Meng Fan saw Wu Tian standing by the bed, with many strange items laid out on it.

Seeing Meng Fan, Wu Tian was startled, hurriedly putting all the items into his storage ring.

"What are you doing?" Meng Fan asked curiously.

Wu Tian glared and said, "What do you mean what am I doing? This is my room, you didn't knock before coming in, and now you're questioning me?"

Uh...

That seemed reasonable.

But Meng Fan didn't apologize; he said to Wu Tian, "I need your help with something."

"Not helping!" Wu Tian refused without hesitation.

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