Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 222 – Good temper, bullied every day

"Whether you help or not, you have no choice!"

ng Fan stared coldly at Wu Tian, holding the Red Sheep Sword in his left hand and the Hong Qi Sword in his right.

One was a broken Law Sword, and the other was a fully intact Law Sword.

The Hong Qi Sword had absorbed so much of the Essence of the Sword that it had evolved into a Law Sword, becoming the strongest sword weapon ng Fan could wield.

Even the Red Sheep Sword paled in comparison to the Hong Qi Sword!

When ng Fan drew both Law Swords simultaneously, Wu Tian's heart skipped a beat in fear.

Wu Tian had co to the Shu Mountain Sword Pavilion intending to get a Law Sword from Elder Lin, who had promised him one.

But up until now, he hadn't gotten his hands on a Law Sword and was bullied daily...

So frustrating!

So pitiful!

"What do you want now? Give back the relic first, then we can talk," Wu Tian said helplessly to ng Fan.

"Help with this task first, and I'll return the relic to you!" ng Fan said seriously, his expression full of conviction.

Wu Tian frowned. After these two incidents, he had a vague feeling that ng Fan wasn't a very trustworthy person.

With a stern face, Wu Tian said to ng Fan, "I don't trust you right now."

ng Fan remained serious. "If you don't trust , you should at least trust Elder Lin. If I deceive you, you can go to Elder Lin to seek justice."

Wu Tian hesitated for a mont, thought it over carefully, and was eventually convinced by ng Fan.

Although ng Fan wasn't trustworthy, Elder Lin was still very reliable in his eyes.

"Fine, I'll help you with this. But if you don't return the relic, I'll go to Elder Lin. I'm not the type to tattle, but this is your own request!"

To Wu Tian, tattling to elders was shaful, sothing only little girls would do.

A man's problems should be solved with his own hands!

But since ng Fan had requested it, it wouldn't be considered tattling behind his back.

"No problem. If I deceive you, feel free to go to Elder Lin," ng Fan said firmly.

Wu Tian looked a bit helpless and smiled bitterly. "Alright, what do you want now?"

ng Fan walked up to Wu Tian, pulled up a stool, and sat down facing him.

"I want to see your Divine Soul," he said bluntly.

Wu Tian's face changed, and he looked at ng Fan in surprise before quickly refusing. "Divine Soul? That's such a private thing. How can you just look at it? This isn't sothing you can casually see!"

"Do you still want the relic or not?" ng Fan asked impatiently.

Wu Tian gritted his teeth and said angrily, "How can you be so shaless?"

ng Fan shrugged indifferently. "We're both n. What's there to be ashad of? It's just a look; it's not like we're doing dual cultivation!"

After so coercion and persuasion from ng Fan, Wu Tian finally closed his eyes in resignation and compromised.

Soon, ng Fan's Divine Sense entered Wu Tian's Sea of Consciousness and saw Wu Tian's Divine Soul.

"What's so interesting about a Divine Soul? Now that you've seen it, are you satisfied?" In the Sea of Consciousness, Wu Tian's Divine Soul spoke to ng Fan with so dissatisfaction.

ng Fan ignored Wu Tian's words and focused intently on observing Wu Tian's Divine Sense, ticulously and attentively.

After a long ti, his Divine Sense exited Wu Tian's body.

At this mont, ng Fan's brows were tightly furrowed, and his mood was visibly negative.

Wu Tian didn't care about ng Fan's mood and directly asked, "You've seen my Divine Soul. Now give back the relic!"

ng Fan gave Wu Tian a cold, icy glare, which was sowhat intimidating, and then turned to leave.

Wu Tian felt a bit uneasy under ng Fan's glare and didn't dare to chase after him to demand the relic.

In fact, he didn't need the relic imdiately. If he got beaten up by ng Fan again for it, it wouldn't be worth it.

After ng Fan left, Wu Tian muttered angrily to himself, "I've never suffered so much at the hands of the sa person in my life.

ng Fan, just you wait. Once I get so Spirit Stones and go into seclusion at the Sword God Stele for a few months, I'll co out and beat you so badly that even Elder Lin won't recognize you!!!"

ng Fan returned to his room, feeling a bit heavy-hearted.

He had just carefully observed Wu Tian's Divine Soul and found it significantly different from his own.

Compared to Wu Tian's Divine Soul, his own was noticeably smaller and sowhat ethereal, not solid enough!

Most importantly, Wu Tian's Divine Soul had a faint golden glow on its surface, which his own lacked.

The difference was already quite evident!

"Why is this?" ng Fan couldn't understand.

Both he and Wu Tian had cultivated their Divine Souls using the sa relic, so why was there such a big difference?

Was it because he wasn't a disciple of the Buddhist sect?

This was beyond ng Fan's comprehension, so it was naturally impossible for him to figure it out.

At that mont, a voice suddenly appeared in ng Fan's mind.

"Why? Naturally, it's because this old monk is helping that kid Wu Tian."

Hearing this voice, ng Fan's hair stood on end in shock.

It was the voice of the old monk from the relic!

Hadn't this old monk been forced to self-destruct by Elder Lin, turning to ashes?

It seed that this old bug, who had survived for thousands of years, was indeed reluctant to die!

However, it was quite impressive that this old monk had managed to escape Elder Lin's detection and survive.

In ng Fan's Sea of Consciousness, a phantom of the old monk stood before ng Fan's Divine Soul.

The old monk's phantom was even more ethereal than ng Fan's Divine Soul, far less solid than it had been in the relic.

"You old bald donkey, you're really good at surviving!" ng Fan's Divine Soul coldly stared at the old monk's phantom.

"I, the old monk, have road the world for hundreds of years, nearly invincible, just half a step away from successfully crossing the tribulation and ascending to immortality. If I don't want to die, who can kill ?"

The old monk's face was full of arrogance, looking down from above. He continued, "Kid, you should have noticed that your Divine Soul has defects. I can give you an opportunity to make your Divine Soul grow stronger than Wu Tian's, even stronger than anyone's!"

"Heh, then I'd like to hear what kind of opportunity you're offering," ng Fan's Divine Soul sneered.

"It's actually very simple. You just need to provide with Spirit Stones, and I can assist you. It's a very good deal. Otherwise, I can possess you right now and make you disappear from this world completely!"

The old monk's tone was sharp, with a hint of coercion and temptation.

ng Fan laughed. He coldly looked at the old monk's phantom and called out.

"Hong Qi!"

In the next second, a red light flashed.

In ng Fan's Divine Soul's hand appeared a sword.

The Hong Qi Sword!

As ng Fan's personal Law Sword, Hong Qi had transford into the soul sword in ng Fan's soul form.

"Your deal is indeed tempting. Solving the defects in my Divine Soul with so Spirit Stones is sothing I'd be happy to do.

Unfortunately, I don't like your attitude!

Do you really think I can't see through your bluff?

Rather than accepting your proposal, I'd prefer to make you kneel and call grandpa.

Or, make you truly vanish, turning to ashes and smoke!!"