Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 381 – Today is the fourth watch

"Wu Tian, who is this girl? Why didn't you ntion her before?" Wu Qianji asked Wu Tian.

Wu Tian glanced at Lin Feiyan. He had deliberately not ntioned Lin Feiyan's identity before, only saying that ng Fan was Elder Lin's disciple.

Keeping Lin Feiyan around was like having a trump card up his sleeve.

But now, it seed he had overthought it. There was no need for a trump card because he held a royal flush!

"Third Grandfather, she's a friend of Senior Brother ng. I don't know her either," Wu Tian said after so deliberation.

Since he had concealed it before, it wouldn't be good to admit he knew now.

After all, he was a mber of the Wu family. ng Fan and Lin Feiyan could leave whenever they wanted, but he had to stay in the Wu family.

"Junior Lin Feiyan greets Elder Wu," Lin Feiyan stepped forward and bowed to Wu Qianji.

Wu Qianji frowned, recalling the terrifying talisman the girl had just taken out. He instinctively asked, "Your surna is Lin?"

"Yes, Lin."

"Could it be the Lin I'm thinking of?" Wu Qianji stood up, unable to remain seated, his face full of seriousness.

"It should be the Lin you're thinking of, Senior," Lin Feiyan replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Wu Qianji's heart began to pound wildly.

Could she be a descendant of Lin Jinghong, the Sect Master of Shu Mountain?

He wanted to ask directly but felt it would be too abrupt. Such a direct question would be inappropriate.

But his heart was genuinely tense.

Even though he hadn't confird it, he was almost certain. Otherwise, how could a girl at the second level of the Condensing Elixir Realm possess talismans that made him feel fear and a threat of death?

Only soone with the background he was thinking of could have such resources!

"I'll have Wu Gang released imdiately," Wu Qianji said hastily.

Wu Gang was Wu Tian's father.

Wu Qianji's words seed casual, but they represented a significant concession.

This ant disregarding rules that had been in place for hundreds of years in the Wu family. But if this girl was indeed who he thought she was, breaking the rules was no big deal.

Soon, under Wu Qianji's arrangents, Wu Gang, who was in seclusion for reflection, was released.

To Wu Tian's surprise, instead of praising him for his great contribution, Wu Gang imdiately hung him up and gave him a beating.

As for why he was beaten, Wu Gang, the old man, didn't say, leaving Wu Tian fuming.

ng Fan and Lin Feiyan, on the other hand, were treated as honored guests in the Wu family.

Very honored guests!!!

Naturally, the most upset was Wu Yifan.

Next was Wu Xingxing!

Wu Xingxing was relatively fine, as he hadn't suffered too much. But Wu Yifan had it worse; not only had ng Fan crippled him, but he was also nearly beaten to death by ng Fan.

It was foreseeable that Wu Yifan harbored deep hatred for ng Fan.

Likewise, Wu Yifan's family also hated ng Fan deeply.

But with Wu Qianji treating ng Fan as an honored guest, providing him with the best food and drink, Wu Yifan and his family had no choice but to watch quietly.

The more rules a prestigious family had, the more they resembled the strict regulations of a sect. Many people were used to wielding power and influence.

"Senior Brother ng, why did you agree to that old man's invitation to participate in the opening of the Wu family's ancestral land?" Lin Feiyan asked curiously in ng Fan's guest room.

There was nothing scandalous about Lin Feiyan being in ng Fan's room late at night; ng Fan was simply instructing her in sword techniques.

Lin Feiyan's question was also straightforward; she wanted to divert ng Fan's attention.

ng Fan's guidance was too strict, and she couldn't handle it.

No one had ever been so harsh with her, not even her grandfather, who at most liked to tease her a bit.

ng Fan was surprised by Lin Feiyan's question, not expecting such a "silly" question from her.

"Why not agree? If soone offers you benefits, you'd be a fool to refuse. Haven't you heard the saying? 'Only a fool doesn't take advantage of a good deal!'" ng Fan replied, slightly annoyed.

However, ng Fan's words were sowhat flawed.

From his perspective, Lin Feiyan seed foolish, but from her perspective...

A rich woman like her had no need to take advantage of such small benefits.

After instructing Lin Feiyan in sword techniques, she obediently returned to her room to rest.

She was exhausted, and even if ng Fan had asked her to stay, she wouldn't have had the energy.

The night was as cool as water.

ng Fan sat cross-legged on his bed, silently cultivating.

Originally, he had planned to resolve the matter with Wu Tian and then return to the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, thus avoiding taking Wu Tian's broken blade.

But with Wu Qianji inviting him to the Wu family's ancestral land, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

After all, according to Wu Tian, there were many treasures in the Wu family's ancestral land.

ng Fan knew he was benefiting from Lin Feiyan's presence.

Or rather, from the Sect Master's presence.

Because he only had Elder Lin behind him, and Elder Lin's face wasn't enough to command such respect in the Wu family!

Though Lin Feiyan was a bit of a waste, she was indeed a lucky star.

Soon, midnight arrived.

ng Fan took out his ditation cushion and sat on it.

By now, sitting on this cushion at midnight had beco a habit for ng Fan, an essential part of his routine.

With a blink, ng Fan appeared in the familiar grand hall.

Simultaneously, the black-robed ng Fan appeared punctually, slashing at ng Fan with a sword.

This ti, the black-robed ng Fan used a sword technique that was both unfamiliar and familiar to ng Fan.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the "Flying Feather Sword Technique."

This was an extrely low-level sword technique, ranking among the lowest of the countless sword techniques ng Fan had encountered.

ng Fan was naturally surprised that the black-robed ng Fan used this technique.

If he countered with a high-level sword technique, he could defeat the black-robed ng Fan instantly and leave the ditation cushion space.

But doing so would an coming here for nothing.

After all, his goal in coming to this space was not to defeat the black-robed ng Fan but to improve and hone himself.

So ng Fan simply used the Flying Feather Sword Technique to counter.

At the sa ti, ng Fan rembered sothing.

The Flying Feather Sword Technique was the first sword technique he had learned after traveling to this world.