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

Chapter 280 – Master, have you ever heard of the Wàngfū Stone?

Yang Yuqi lowered her head, too embarrassed to speak.

Whether Senior Brother Meng bullied her or not didn't matter, as long as he didn't actually kill her.

It was strange, really. No one knew when this young lady had developed such an odd mindset.

"Strange, we agreed on a time. Why haven't they arrived yet?" Elder Lin glanced around, unable to help but voice his thoughts.

In truth, this glancing around was purely a reflex with no real purpose.

Elder Lin's divine sense had already spread out for hundreds of miles. As soon as the other party came within that range, he would sense it immediately.

Looking with his eyes was just a psychological habit; after all, he didn't have the ability to see for miles.

"Master, do you see that giant rock over there?" Meng Fan pointed to a large green stone in the distance and asked Elder Lin.

"What's up with it?" Elder Lin asked, somewhat puzzled.

"In my hometown, this type of stone has a special name," Meng Fan said seriously.

"What name?" Elder Lin asked curiously.

Meng Fan paused for a moment. When he saw that both Elder Lin and Yang Yuqi were focused on him, he solemnly uttered three words.

"Waiting for His Wife to Return Home Stone."

Hearing this words, Yang Yuqi was visibly stunned, unable to react for a moment.

Elder Lin, without a word, waved his hand at Meng Fan with a blank expression.

The next second, a gust of wind swept Meng Fan off the mountaintop, throwing him to the foot of the mountain.

He had gotten too bold, daring to tease his master.

There would definitely be consequences!

Meng Fan decided to sit and meditate at the foot of the mountain for a while before heading back up.

***

After about the time it takes to drink two cups of tea, a shooting star streaked across the sky, heading straight for Tianyun Mountain.

Meng Fan looked up and realized it wasn't a shooting star—it was a person!

Most likely, it was Elder Lin's old rival and the one he was supposed to spar with, Ye Qinxin.

Meng Fan flew up on his sword and landed back on the mountaintop moments later.

Elder Lin glanced at Meng Fan but said nothing, as he too sensed that the people they were waiting for had arrived.

The next moment, two figures descended from the sky—one old and one young.

An elderly woman.

A young girl.

The elderly woman wore a gray robe and had a gentle face. Although she was clearly aged, one could still see traces of her former beauty.

The young girl, on the other hand, had a cold, frosty expression, clearly a very aloof personality. Strangers should stay away, and even acquaintances shouldn't bother her.

Normally, Meng Fan would have taken a few more glances at the young girl, as she was exceptionally beautiful, far more so than Yang Yuqi.

Moreover, her youth made her incredibly attractive to a young man like Meng Fan.

But in fact, Meng Fan only gave her a brief glance before focusing on the elderly woman.

Despite her aged appearance, he could still see traces of her younger self.

Meng Fan thought of the Sword Wraith Memory in the Empty Moon Sword, especially the part involving Xiao Weiwei.

The elderly woman's features were strikingly similar to Xiao Weiwei's.

If Meng Fan wasn't mistaken, they were likely the same person!

In the Sword Wraith Memory, Meng Fan had seen the entanglements involving Sect Master Lin Jinghong of Shu Mountain, the reincarnated Earthly Immortal Ye Na, Xiao Weiwei, and Elder Lin.

Lin Jinghong loved Ye Na.

Ye Na loved Lin Jinghong.

Lin Jinghong loved Xiao Weiwei.

Xiao Weiwei loved Lin Jinghong.

Elder Lin loved Xiao Weiwei.

No one loved Elder Lin!

***

It was a love triangle, or rather, a three-and-a-half-pointed love affair.

"You've come!" Elder Lin looked at the elderly woman, his voice tinged with a hint of nervousness.

"I have." The elderly woman nodded at Elder Lin, her face calm.

"Who would have thought ten years would pass so quickly..." Elder Lin's voice carried a slight bitterness.

Ten years—who could imagine how he had lived through them?

The elderly woman looked at Elder Lin, her face expressionless. "Quick? I felt every day dragged on like a year. It wasn't quick at all!"

Elder Lin was immediately rendered speechless, not knowing what to say.

An awkward silence followed.

Meng Fan, who was ready to watch the drama unfold, felt a bit unsatisfied.

"Greetings, Senior Xiao. I am Meng Fan, Elder Lin's direct disciple," Meng Fan greeted Xiao Weiwei, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Xiao Weiwei nodded at Meng Fan, her expression still very gentle.

Elder Lin looked at Meng Fan in surprise, filled with curiosity and confusion!

He had never told Meng Fan anything about Xiao Weiwei. How did this kid know her surname was Xiao?

But in front of Xiao Weiwei, he didn't dare to question Meng Fan too much.

Xiao Weiwei glanced at Elder Lin and said indifferently, "You old fellow may not look like much, but your disciple is quite impressive."

Elder Lin couldn't help but roll his eyes. Was she attacking his appearance right after they met?

In his youth, although he wasn't as handsome as Lin Jinghong, he was still a dashing young man, definitely not ugly!

Of course, when it came to looks, he only dared to compare himself to Lin Jinghong.

He didn't have the courage to compare himself to Meng Fan.

He had to save face!

There was no denying that his disciple's talent in Sword Dao was unparalleled.

But his looks were even more exceptional than his Sword Dao talent.

Elder Lin glared back at Xiao Weiwei and glanced at Ye Qinxin beside her. "Your disciple isn't bad-looking either, though she seems a bit cold."

Listening to the two elders' conversation, Meng Fan and Yang Yuqi felt speechless.

Why were these elderly people so concerned about appearances? They couldn't stop talking about it...

"Wait a minute..." Elder Lin's brows furrowed deeper as he looked at Ye Qinxin.

Not only was Ye Qinxin beautiful, but she also seemed somewhat familiar.

Upon closer inspection, she bore a resemblance to Lin Jinghong and Ye Na.

Ye Qinxin...

Ye Na...

Both surnamed Ye, and she vaguely resembled Lin Jinghong.

A shocking thought suddenly popped into Elder Lin's mind, causing his expression to change dramatically.

"Your disciple, could she be Lin Jinghong and..."

"Shut up! What nonsense are you spouting?" Xiao Weiwei interrupted coldly before he could finish.

Elder Lin's face changed slightly, and he obediently shut his mouth.

Some things could be said, but some things definitely couldn't. Saying them might hurt people.

"I must say, your disciple is quite impressive, reaching the Condensing Elixir Realm at such a young age," Elder Lin said, changing the subject.

Xiao Weiwei smiled and responded, "Your disciple isn't bad either. I heard you took him in just two years ago? To train a disciple to this level in just two years is truly remarkable."

As she spoke, Xiao Weiwei's eyes suddenly narrowed in shock.

"Your disciple is only at the eighth level of the Heavenly Origin Realm, yet he has already cultivated his Divine Soul?"