Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 300 – A Letter to Elder Lin

However, regardless of whether this kid has the qualifications to be compared with Yang Yifang, he certainly has the qualifications to crush .

Yang Peng's face turned sowhat grim, extrely grim.

He knew very well that he had kicked an iron plate this ti.

Who would have thought that the Sword Pavilion, after being dormant for so many years, would show signs of resurgence?

It was all his fault; ultimately, it was his jealousy that led him to cause trouble for this Sword Pavilion steward.

The most embarrassing thing when causing trouble for others is ending up in trouble yourself.

"This Junior Brother, I was too rash earlier. Return the Spiritual Sword to , and I'll leave imdiately without further interference," Yang Peng said helplessly.

Because from that brief exchange, the result was already clear—he was no match.

Whether as a person or a cultivator, there's a simple principle: bully the weak and fear the strong.

So at this mont, Yang Peng was slightly intimidated, and his tone was no longer as forceful as before.

Unfortunately, this level of intimidation still sounded like provocation to ng Fan.

To say the least, if he wanted to admit defeat, wouldn't it be appropriate to call him "Senior Brother"?

Junior Brother...

Are you even worthy?

"From five breaths ago, this sword already belongs to the Sword Pavilion," ng Fan said expressionlessly. "If you want it back, bring soone from your Enforcent Hall!"

After speaking, ng Fan turned and walked towards the Sword Pavilion with the Spiritual Sword, not giving Yang Peng a chance to say more.

These words made Yang Peng furious.

Bring soone from the Enforcent Hall to retrieve the sword?

This was blatant humiliation!

Not only was it humiliating to him, but it also seed to belittle the seniors of the Enforcent Hall.

"Don't go too far!" he shouted angrily at ng Fan's back.

Although he was angry, he no longer dared to make a move.

He had dared to act before because he thought he had the strength.

Now that he knew he wasn't a match, acting would be foolish and self-defeating.

But if he let the other party take the sword, his face would be utterly lost.

As for bringing soone from the Enforcent Hall, that would be even more humiliating.

What to do?

In just three breaths, Yang Peng made a ruthless decision.

That was... to give up the sword!

After all, he couldn't afford to ask soone from the Enforcent Hall to retrieve it; it would be too humiliating.

Before ng Fan returned to the Sword Pavilion, Wu Tian had already quickly slipped back to his room.

The biggest taboo in watching a commotion is getting involved, and Wu Tian was well aware of this.

Until ng Fan returned to the Sword Pavilion, the Enforcent Hall steward nad Yang Peng did nothing. He stood there in a daze for a long ti before leaving helplessly.

Although he wanted to storm into the Sword Pavilion and cause a scene, reason held him back.

The next day.

The third day.

ng Fan waited for two days, but Yang Peng from the Enforcent Hall never ca to retrieve the sword, making ng Fan look down on him a bit.

A coward who didn't even dare to ask for his own sword back.

But he deserved it!

This guy clearly saw that ng Fan had unleashed a sword soul and knew he wasn't an ordinary Condensation Pill Realm cultivator, yet he still chose to provoke him.

Soon, ng Fan put Yang Peng out of his mind.

From ng Fan's current perspective, this Enforcent Hall steward at the seventh level of the Condensation Pill Realm was just a minor character.

A few days later, Elder Lin called ng Fan to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion.

"Master, you were looking for ?"

Elder Lin, who was ditating, sat up from his mat and said to ng Fan, "The ti to go to the Taixu Sacred Realm is approaching. Have you made up your mind?"

Hearing Elder Lin's words, ng Fan smiled wryly.

He could sense that Elder Lin actually hoped he would go to the Taixu Sacred Realm.

But ng Fan himself didn't really want to go. The reason was simple: he believed that by quietly cultivating, he would eventually beco the pinnacle existence of this world.

Adventure?

Opportunities?

To ng Fan, they weren't that important.

"Master, I've thought it over and decided to give up on going to the Taixu Sacred Realm," ng Fan said.

He had already made up his mind before this.

Elder Lin smiled and said, "If that's the case, then so be it. Actually, not going might be better."

ng Fan's refusal made Elder Lin feel relieved, as he no longer had to focus on this matter.

He was sowhat hesitant too. Although ng Fan was indeed strong, he was still at the Condensation Pill Realm, and only at the first level.

Letting him mingle among a group of Summoning God Realm cultivators would indeed be risky.

Safety first!

No problem there.

In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed. The Shu Mountain Sword Sect's ten spots for the Taixu Sacred Realm were confird, and they had already set off.

One of the two spots for the Condensation Pill Realm was taken by Yang Yifang, whom ng Fan had heard of.

The other was nad Zhao Qingshu, a na ng Fan was unfamiliar with and had hardly heard of.

After so inquiries, ng Fan learned that Zhao Qingshu was one of the Sect Master's direct disciples.

In so ways, this person was quite similar to ng Fan, especially in terms of being low-key!

As one of the Sect Master's direct disciples, Zhao Qingshu had no reputation in the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, and hardly anyone knew him.

If it weren't for the Taixu Sacred Realm spots, no one would even know that Zhao Qingshu was a Condensation Pill Realm cultivator.

Given how little was known about his realm, let alone his strength, few people understood him.

Even when ng Fan chatted with Senior Disciple Jin, he admitted that he didn't know much about Zhao Qingshu, not even his exact level within the Condensation Pill Realm.

This was the first ti Senior Disciple Jin, the little prince of information, had dropped the ball.

It had to be said, Zhao Qingshu was indeed very well protected.

But this ti, going to the Taixu Sacred Realm would undoubtedly expose Zhao Qingshu's strength, and his fa would likely soar.

As a direct disciple of the Sect Master, there was no doubt that Zhao Qingshu would not be weak.

Even if he was only at the Condensation Pill Realm, he would likely possess the strength of the Summoning God Realm!

Thinking this way, the Shu Mountain Sword Sect was indeed full of hidden talents.

But that was to be expected, given the deep and unfathomable foundation of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

Ti flowed like water, and days without showing off always passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, another month had passed since the day to go to the Taixu Sacred Realm.

On this day, while ng Fan was on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, wiping down long swords and absorbing the essence of the sword, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Because he sensed soone visiting.

Ordinary Shu Mountain disciples only ca to the first floor of the Sword Pavilion to exchange long swords.

Few people ca to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion!

During this ti, ng Fan had almost finished wiping down the spiritual swords on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion. In another two days, he would start working on the Law Swords.

With ng Fan's current abilities, handling the Law Swords shouldn't be too much of a problem.

But if he were to wipe down the Law Swords, at this stage, he could probably only manage one or two a day.

Back to the point, when ng Fan opened his eyes, he saw a familiar face.

The person who had co to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion was Senior Disciple Jin.

"Elder Lin." Senior Disciple Jin glanced at ng Fan, then directly ignored him and greeted Elder Lin.

"Little Jin, why are you here? What's the matter?" Elder Lin looked at Senior Disciple Jin in surprise.

"Elder Lin, there's a letter for you." Senior Disciple Jin took out a letter from his chest and handed it to Elder Lin with both hands.