Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 223 – How about I take you as my disciple?

ng Fan's divine soul, wielding the Hong Qi Sword, spoke with an extrely domineering and fierce tone.

The old monk's phantom that appeared in his mind was noticeably weaker than before.

Moreover, this ti, the old monk didn't seem as aggressive as before, trying to seize control of his body. Instead, he was earnestly proposing a deal.

This indicated that the old monk probably didn't have the ability to take over his body at the mont and couldn't do anything to him!

Given this, ng Fan naturally adopted a tougher stance.

This was a test to see how the old monk would react next.

"How dare you! You're courting death! I admire your talent and don't want to see a genius like you fall prematurely. Don't be ungrateful!" the old monk said coldly to ng Fan.

"Is that so?" ng Fan sneered.

The next second, the Hong Qi Sword in his divine soul's hand transford into a red light, slashing towards the old monk's phantom.

It was a test of strength now, not just words.

He believed the old monk was at the end of his rope and shouldn't be a match for him. Otherwise, the old monk wouldn't have bothered with so many words.

"If you won't walk the path to heaven, you'll have to find your way to hell! Since that's the case, I'll send you to et the Buddha..." The old monk's body erupted in golden light.

The Hong Qi Sword was instantly forced back, reverting to Hong Qi's phantom form.

"Master, Hong Qi failed. Please punish !" Hong Qi's phantom said to ng Fan's divine soul with so sha.

In such a situation, she forgot to call ng Fan "Young Master" and instead called him "Master" out of habit.

"A re sword spirit, not even a complete soul, dares to attack . Truly ignorant!" the old monk mocked, maintaining his superior attitude.

However, despite his big talk, after forcing back Hong Qi, he still didn't make a move against ng Fan, showing no intention of taking over his body.

ng Fan laughed, becoming more certain that the old monk was all bark and no bite, lacking the ability to take over his body.

"Old monk, weren't you going to send to et the Buddha? Why haven't you made a move?"

He continued to provoke the old monk.

"I see potential in you and don't want to see you fall halfway. Don't be ungrateful!" the old monk scolded ng Fan.

By now, ng Fan was sure that the old monk was all talk and couldn't actually harm him.

"Enough with the nonsense. You've completely exposed your weakness, so stop pretending.

If you want to cooperate with , show the right attitude.

You need , not the other way around.

If you need help, act like it!"

ng Fan's divine soul coldly looked at the old monk's phantom, sneering.

The old monk imdiately beca furious: "You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Fine, I'll send you to the Western Paradise today!"

With that, his body suddenly erupted in infinite golden light, and a brilliant beam of gold shot from his body towards ng Fan.

To be honest, seeing this beam of gold made ng Fan a bit nervous.

But he held his ground, not showing any fear, his divine soul standing there coldly, unmoving!

ng Fan was pretending, and so was the old monk.

ng Fan was waiting for the old monk to slip up.

And the old monk was waiting for ng Fan to beg for rcy!

It was a test of patience.

In the end, ng Fan won the bet.

Firstly, he had the upper hand, and secondly, he had already seen through the old monk's tricks.

It was a sure win!

Just as the golden beam from the old monk was about to touch ng Fan's divine soul, it suddenly disappeared.

"You boy, your mindset is truly impressive.

If a talent like you were to fall, it would be a loss for the entire human race.

Rest assured, I won't kill you. Not only that, I'll even train you!

I truly admire you. How about I take you as my disciple?" The old monk was still acting, now changing his approach.

ng Fan sneered, "Looks like you really can't do anything to . Stop pretending! You're supposed to be a high monk, isn't this charade beneath you?"

"Pretending? Do you think I can't be your master? I can easily solve your divine soul problem!" the old monk said, sowhat dissatisfied.

This dissatisfaction was genuine, not an act. He felt insulted!

"My master, Elder Lin, you've t him. Do you think you can compare to him?" ng Fan said rcilessly.

"If I were at my peak, I could crush that old man with a single finger," the old monk said angrily.

"But now you're just a remnant soul, never to return to your peak. What right do you have to compare with Elder Lin?" ng Fan continued to mock.

"Nonsense! Who says I can't return to my peak? As long as..." The old monk was genuinely angered by ng Fan.

But he quickly realized his slip and stopped, not revealing his secret.

"As long as what?" ng Fan keenly sensed that the next part was crucial.

"As long as I have ti, I can definitely return to my peak!" the old monk said, trying to remain calm.

ng Fan coldly looked at the old monk, knowing he must have secrets.

He had only been cultivating for a short ti and already had many secrets.

This old monk had lived for so many years; it would be strange if he didn't have secrets!

He didn't care about the old monk's secrets but was concerned about his own divine soul.

But at this mont, he couldn't show it. He had to remain calm to handle the old monk.

"Stop pretending. We both know you can't do anything to .

You can't kill , and you can't take over my body.

So I advise you to show the right attitude and talk to sincerely!

Otherwise, your struggling remnant soul might truly dissipate."

ng Fan spoke calmly to the old monk.

At this mont, ng Fan was sure the old monk posed no threat to him, making him more relaxed, not in a hurry to deal with him.

Of course, the main reason was that the old monk had a way to enhance his divine soul.

ng Fan had always valued his divine soul!

"So, what do you want to talk about?" the old monk said with a stern face.

He felt a bit helpless!

He had tried to intimidate and entice this boy several tis, all to control him.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he was the one being controlled!

It was a classic case of the mighty falling and being bullied by the weak. His current state was indeed too poor.

Without enough strength, relying solely on bluffing to intimidate others was indeed difficult.

ng Fan was not as easy to fool as Wu Tian!