Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion

Chapter 224 – Starting with Hong Qi, increase the price

"Meng Fan's Divine Soul questioned the old monk, "You clearly self-destructed before, turning to ashes. Why are you appearing in my Sea of Consciousness again?"

The old monk replied with a hint of helplessness,"'I've survived for so many years; naturally, I have some life-saving methods."

Mentioning his self-destruction, he felt deeply hurt!

The previous self-destruction had severely damaged his vitality, leaving him with less than one-tenth of his original soul power.

But at that time, Elder Lin was too overpowering, and he didn't dare to resist.

If he hadn't self-destructed, and Elder Lin had taken action himself, he might have been completely annihilated, turned to ashes.

By committing suicide, he had used some tricks to avoid complete death!

"Since you escaped death, why appear before me again? Aren't you afraid of losing this last wisp of your soul?" Meng Fan continued to ask.

"Because you need me, and I need you. We can cooperate; it's a win-win situation," the old monk said seriously.

Meng Fan roughly understood what the old monk meant.

He needed the old monk's help to enhance his Divine Soul, which the old monk had mentioned several times before.

Moreover, Wu Tian had also cultivated his Divine Soul through a relic, proving the old monk's words were not false.

But what did the old monk want from him?

Meng Fan frowned and asked:"You need me? What exactly do you need?"

The old monk immediately said: "It's simple. I just need Spirit Stones. For you, it's an easy task!"

Meng Fan recalled that the old monk had mentioned Spirit Stones the moment he appeared, but he had subconsciously ignored it.

What use could a wisp of a soul have for Spirit Stones?

"Spirit Stones are resources for cultivators. What do you, a remnant soul, need them for?" Meng Fan asked.

"Since I mentioned Spirit Stones, they naturally have their uses for me. Moreover, if you want to enhance your Divine Soul, I also need Spirit Stones to assist you!" the old monk said seriously.

Meng Fan nodded, "Heh, I believe you're not lying this time. But, I'm still not prepared to make this deal with you!"

"Why?" The golden light on the old monk's body trembled, showing his obvious agitation.

"No reason, just don't want to!" Meng Fan said expressionlessly.

"You... you brat..." The old monk was so angry he couldn't speak.

Moments later, the old monk angrily said, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss it, you'll regret it. Without my help, your Divine Soul will always be weaker than others. Don't regret it!"

Naturally, Meng Fan didn't want his Divine Soul to be weaker than others for a lifetime!

But he wouldn't easily agree to the old monk's terms; he had to make him sweat a bit, just like taming a hawk!

In any cooperation, there must be a hierarchy.

Even in contracts, there are primary and secondary parties!

Meng Fan naturally wanted to be the 'master,' so he planned to make the old monk suffer a bit.

He had already figured it out; it was the old monk who needed him, not the other way around.

"Whether I regret it or not is none of your concern."

Meng Fan's Divine Soul looked coldly at the old monk and said in a chilling tone, "Now, you can get out of my body!"

"Fine, I'll leave!" The old monk roared in anger and disappeared in an instant.

Beside him, Hong Qi's spirit form said to Meng Fan, "Master, the old monk is still in your Sea of Consciousness. He just hid and didn't leave."

Hong Qi, being a spirit, was close to the level of a soul body, making her particularly sensitive to the old monk's soul form.

Upon hearing this, Meng Fan immediately said, 'The old monk is untrustworthy. He said he'd leave but didn't. If you don't behave, I'll have to call my Master.'

At this moment, Meng Fan used Elder Lin's name to intimidate the old monk.

In the next second, the old monk's spirit form reappeared, looking slightly embarrassed. He didn't expect to be caught red-handed!

"I told you to leave. Why are you still here? I advise you not to have any more crooked thoughts, lest you get yourself into trouble!" Meng Fan said to the old monk.

The old monk's embarrassment was even more evident as he said helplessly, "My soul form is extremely weak now. I can't leave your Sea of Consciousness. If I do, I won't be able to withstand the external world's pressure and will likely turn to ashes.

Benefactor, heaven has a virtue of cherishing life. I no longer harbor any ill intentions towards you. I hope you can let go of past grievances and give me a chance to make amends!"

Meng Fan's face showed a hint of a smile.

"Heh, old monk, if you had shown this attitude earlier, things wouldn't have come to this."

"The benefactor is right. It's all my fault for not being sincere and having inner demons, not being honest with you. I apologize." the old monk, having been tormented by Meng Fan several times, had learned his lesson.

He had been completely exposed, and even if he didn't want to be sincere, he had no choice.

In his current situation, he was under someone else's roof and had to bow his head.

He didn't even have the ability to leave Meng Fan's body!

"The sword spirit beside you has remarkable eyesight, able to see through my hiding. Truly extraordinary.

If I'm not mistaken, this sword spirit wasn't formed innately but was refined from a human soul into a sword spirit.

I can not only help you enhance your Divine Soul but also assist this sword spirit in cultivation and improving its essence!"

The old monk raised the stakes again, trying to prove his worth to Meng Fan through Hong Qi.

Thinking of himself as a once mighty monk, almost succeeding in Tribulation Crossing and ascending to the Immortal Realm...

Now, fallen from grace, reduced to such a humble state.

Thinking about it, the old monk couldn't help but feel sorrowful.

Alas!

But his increased offer did have an effect. Hearing that he could help Hong Qi in her cultivation, Meng Fan was genuinely interested.

The old monk had existed in soul form for thousands of years, undoubtedly knowledgeable and even proficient in the cultivation of soul and spirit forms.

"This could be useful!" Meng Fan nodded.

In fact, while he valued his Divine Soul, he wasn't too worried about it, believing that even without the old monk's help, he would eventually find a solution.

But Hong Qi was different!

The cultivation of such a special spirit form was hard to find references for and had no clear path.

The old monk's mention of this hit the mark for Meng Fan.

He had always valued Hong Qi immensely.

After all, she was his personal Law Sword; the stronger Hong Qi was, the stronger he would be!

Moreover, Hong Qi had helped Meng Fan many times and held a significant place in his heart.