Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 389 – Meng Fan returns empty-handed

When it cos to weapons, the variety was astonishing. ng Fan not only saw spiritual artifacts but even so magical artifacts.

The most surprising thing was that he saw several Dao artifacts!

Among them, one particular Dao sword caught ng Fan's attention for a long ti.

After all, as a sword cultivator, he naturally paid special attention to sword weapons.

Among the few Dao artifacts here, only one was a sword!

As the only Dao sword, it was hard for ng Fan not to be interested.

Instinctively, ng Fan wanted to reach out to this Dao sword, but he quickly realized and stopped himself.

His intuition told him that he could only take one item from here.

If he failed, he would leave empty-handed.

If he chose the Dao sword, there was a high chance he would leave empty-handed.

After all, even for ng Fan at this mont, subduing a Dao sword was an extrely difficult task.

Last ti, subduing the Black Jade Sword required all his efforts, and he had to rely on the old monk and Hong Qi fighting desperately to succeed.

Now, he was just a wisp of divine sense entering this grand cauldron space, clearly unable to handle this Dao sword.

So, after careful consideration, ng Fan resisted the temptation of the Dao sword and began to focus on other items.

He didn't consider spiritual pills and elixirs.

He wasn't Ye Qingyu, who could distinguish between precious and cheap pills.

Randomly picking a pill would likely result in a loss!

As for secret manuals, they were even less necessary.

For ng Fan, the most important manuals were undoubtedly sword techniques, but in truth, he didn't lack sword techniques.

Heavenly Grade Sword Techniques were what he lacked, but the manuals here seed to have special protections, and ng Fan's divine sense couldn't see through their contents.

His talent in Sword Dao allowed him to vaguely sense that those manuals were sword techniques, but he couldn't discern the specifics.

Unless he blindly picked one!

That would likely result in a loss too!

"Huh? Is that a Ginseng Fruit?"

Among a pile of spiritual fruits, ng Fan saw a familiar-looking fruit.

In the Sword Wraith mory of the Bixie Sword, ng Fan had seen a type of [Ginseng Fruit].

The owner of the Bixie Sword, Han Qianye, was a mysterious figure from the Hall of Yama in the Northern Region's demon sects.

This person had once used a Ginseng Fruit to reconstruct a physical body for the sword spirit of the Bixie Sword.

ng Fan had a deep impression of this Sword Wraith mory.

Because he had long wanted to reconstruct a physical body for Hong Qi, allowing her to be reborn.

"There's actually a Ginseng Fruit in the ancestral land of the Wu family?" ng Fan's face showed a hint of surprise.

This Ginseng Fruit was a top-tier spiritual fruit, almost worthy of being called an immortal fruit.

ng Fan truly didn't expect that such a treasure would be in the re ancestral land of the Wu family!!!

He suddenly thought of a question: the Shu Mountain Sword Sect had a Sword Pavilion and a Scripture Pavilion, but did it have a Treasure Pavilion?

Would there be even more astonishing treasures in the Shu Mountain Treasure Pavilion?

Only Elder Lin would probably know about such things.

As a small figure like himself, he wasn't high enough in rank to access these things.

ng Fan didn't hesitate any longer and directed his divine sense towards the Ginseng Fruit.

He didn't recognize the other spiritual fruits, but this Ginseng Fruit was a treasure, and taking it would definitely be worth it, a guaranteed profit!

Although theoretically, the Dao sword was certainly more precious than the Ginseng Fruit, ng Fan truly had no confidence in handling the Dao sword.

A Ginseng Fruit was just a spiritual fruit, it should be fine, right?

This was what ng Fan thought, but as soon as his divine sense touched the Ginseng Fruit, a sudden change occurred.

A terrifying devouring force erged from the Ginseng Fruit, like a monstrous beast opening its bloody maw towards his wisp of divine sense.

The next second!

Standing beside the grand cauldron, ng Fan opened his eyes, his face showing a hint of horror and confusion, his brows furrowing deeply.

He had miscalculated!

This Ginseng Fruit was much harder to handle than he had imagined, instantly devouring his divine sense, leaving him no ti to react.

It was truly beyond his expectations; he even felt that if he had touched the Dao sword, he wouldn't have been "instantly killed" so easily.

"Senior Brother ng, how did it go?" Lin Feiyan asked curiously when she saw ng Fan suddenly open his eyes.

In her view, ng Fan must have discovered sothing.

ng Fan's brows remained tightly furrowed, and he didn't respond to Lin Feiyan. Instead, he sent out another wisp of divine sense towards the three-legged, two-eared cauldron.

But this ti, he couldn't trigger the cauldron's storage space no matter what.

Was there only one chance?

ng Fan squinted his eyes, feeling sowhat helpless.

"You should be able to enter the cauldron's storage space by touching it with your divine sense. There are many treasures inside, and you can try to bring one out.

But I suggest you act within your limits, as the possibility of failure is high.

Based on my recent experint, the more precious the treasure, the harder it is to bring out. I just tried to bring out a treasure and failed.

And after failing, it seems impossible to re-enter the cauldron's space for now."

ng Fan shared his findings, which left Lin Feiyan shocked, while the three mbers of the Wu family remained calm.

As mbers of the Wu family, they had likely heard similar experiences from their seniors.

"Is that so? Then I'll give it a try first." Lin Feiyan said, not waiting for the three Wu family mbers to speak, and approached the cauldron, releasing her divine sense.

Monts later, she opened her eyes, holding a manual in her hand.

"Senior Brother ng, can you take a look and see if this is a treasure?"

Lin Feiyan handed the manual she had obtained from the cauldron's space to ng Fan.

ng Fan had paid attention to these manuals in the cauldron's space, but he could only tell if they were sword techniques, nothing more.

And Lin Feiyan's manual was not a sword technique.

ng Fan took the manual and flipped through it.

"This is a spear technique manual, and it's not a Heavenly Grade spear technique." He glanced at it and casually tossed it back to Lin Feiyan.

To him, manuals were of two kinds.

One was sword techniques, the other was not.

One was Heavenly Grade, the other was not.

Even if it were a Heavenly Grade spear technique, ng Fan wouldn't be interested, let alone one that wasn't.

Lin Feiyan sighed helplessly, not even looking at it before tossing it into her storage space to gather dust.

"Let go next." Wu Tian said.

As a mber of ng Fan's trio and a mber of the Wu family, Wu Tian's status here was quite unique, bridging both sides.

He approached the three-legged, two-eared cauldron and sent a wisp of divine sense into it.

Monts later, Wu Tian opened his eyes, empty-handed and full of disappointnt.

Seeing this, ng Fan's lips curled into a slight smile, as this was the outco he had anticipated.

Given Wu Tian's personality, he wouldn't take out so trash; he would definitely aim for sothing good, and ng Fan even thought Wu Tian might go for the Dao sword.