Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 325 – Xiao Qing, it’s time to eat!!

ng Fan hesitated to let Xiao Qing devour the corpse, fearing it might have so tracking chanism that could lead to trouble.

"Old monk, can you check this corpse and see if there's any problem? If Xiao Qing eats it, will there be a risk of being tracked?" ng Fan asked the old monk.

Although the old monk's cultivation level and strength had diminished, his experience and insight were still reliable.

"ng Benefactor, heaven cherishes all life. The dead should be buried for peace. If you let your Flood Dragon eat this corpse, wouldn't it go against the natural order? Moreover..."

ng Fan's thought shifted, and the Spirit Stone within the relic disappeared.

The old monk's words ca to an abrupt halt, and he imdiately fell silent.

Fortunately, he was speaking within ng Fan's Sea of Consciousness, so Xiao Qing couldn't hear him. Otherwise, Xiao Qing would have been furious and might have attacked the old monk.

"If you don't want the Spirit Stone, give it back to ," ng Fan said coldly, devoid of any emotion.

The old monk sighed and changed his tone, "Humans eat at, demons eat humans; it's the law of nature. If ng Benefactor is concerned, I can perform a purification spell. This way, any anomalies in the corpse will be eliminated, and it won't be tracked."

ng Fan nodded, and the Spirit Stone reappeared in the relic.

So people just need a whip to behave, ng Fan thought.

The old monk's alms bowl appeared again, and a beam of golden light shot towards the corpse on the ground.

Monts later.

"ng Benefactor, your pet can eat now. Although heaven cherishes all life, this person is dead and cannot be revived. Despite my..."

"Shut up!" ng Fan interrupted rcilessly.

ng Fan's irritation was evident in his voice, and Xiao Qing heard it too.

Xiao Qing looked at ng Fan with a face full of grievance, thinking the command to shut up was directed at him, aning he wasn't allowed to eat the corpse.

"Start eating, you have ten seconds!" ng Fan suddenly said to Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing was stunned for a mont, not imdiately understanding what ng Fan ant.

It took a full five seconds for Xiao Qing to realize that ng Fan was allowing him to eat.

But there were only ten seconds, and he had already wasted five!

Xiao Qing let out an excited roar, his body suddenly expanding into a massive Flood Dragon.

In the next second, he swallowed Zhang Hongfei's corpse in one gulp.

Crunchy, fish-flavored!

After speaking to Xiao Qing, ng Fan imdiately left, not waiting for Xiao Qing to finish eating Zhang Hongfei's corpse.

As his tense mood relaxed, ng Fan realized he had fled from the inn all the way to the mission location of Shu Mountain.

Yes, this was Qingyue Forest!

The mission he took from Shu Mountain was to slay a tiger demon here.

Since he was already here, ng Fan decided to complete the mission, as it was an easy task.

After all, the tiger demon was only at the Heavenly Origin Realm.

ng Fan's Divine Sense quickly located the tiger demon, and with the Hong Qi Sword, he effortlessly killed it.

When he returned, Xiao Qing had already swallowed Zhang Hongfei's corpse and reverted to a tiny, finger-sized Flood Dragon.

His little belly was round and full. It was impressive that Xiao Qing's strong physique and tough stomach could handle eating three corpses in one night without bursting.

"Let's go!"

Without another word, ng Fan grabbed Xiao Qing and put him in his pocket.

Then he took out the Red Sheep Sword, stepped on it, and flew away at high speed.

His Pure Yang Thunder True Essence had been exhausted when he activated the Sword Seal, leaving no ti for recovery.

However, he still had Wind Attribute True Essence and Demonic Attribute True Essence in his body. Especially the Wind Attribute True Essence from cultivating the Spirit Wind Profound Art, which made his sword flight even faster than using Pure Yang Thunder True Essence!

The Red Sheep Sword had now beco just a ans of transportation.

Compared to the Black Jade Sword, the Red Sheep Sword was much weaker without a sword spirit.

So the Red Sheep Sword was relegated to being a stepping sword, a riding sword!

But one thing was certain: sword flight was incredibly fast, not slower than the airplanes ng Fan had flown in his previous life.

In just the ti it took to burn a stick of incense, ng Fan had flown over a hundred kiloters.

He then drained his Wind Attribute True Essence completely, flying non-stop for an hour and covering over a thousand kiloters.

This distance should be enough to evade anyone who might notice Zhang Hongfei's death and co after him.

A thousand kiloters was a significant distance.

Even a cultivator at the Primordial Spirit Realm couldn't extend their Divine Sense that far.

Of course, if a cultivator at the Sect Master's level, with their extraordinary abilities, were to target him, it would be a different story.

But why would soone of that level be interested in him?

If they were, ng Fan would rather not resist and would instead dig a hole to prepare for his own burial before they arrived!

As dawn broke, ng Fan found himself near a small village.

He approached an early-rising cowherd to gather information.

This place was called Taoyun Village. ng Fan had subconsciously flown towards Shu Mountain.

He asked the old man how far it was to Shu Mountain and learned it was less than a hundred kiloters away!

If he had a bit more Wind Attribute True Essence from the Spirit Wind Profound Art, he could have flown back to the Shu Mountain Sword Sect by now.

Knowing he was close to Shu Mountain, ng Fan felt a sense of relief and security.

He found a clearing in a nearby forest, carved a large stone into a flat slab, and sat down to ditate and recover his True Essence.

At this mont, his Pure Yang Thunder True Essence and Wind Attribute True Essence were completely depleted, leaving only a bit of Demonic Attribute True Essence from the True Scripture of Scarlet Blood.

He needed to quickly restore his Thunder and Wind True Essence to avoid any unexpected troubles.

However, with the old monk and Hong Qi protecting him, the chances of being caught off guard were minimal.

Six or seven hours later, from sunrise to sunset, ng Fan's True Essence was fully restored.

He stood up from the stone slab and waved towards the west.

Behind a large tree a dozen ters away, a six or seven-year-old girl was staring intently at ng Fan.

This little girl, with a dirty face, had been hiding behind the tree watching him for over an hour.