Chapter 209 – Primordial spirit of the sword, possess!

Chapter 209 – Primordial spirit of the sword, possess!

For Elder Lin, the myriad divine swords, even celestial swords, in the Sword Pavilion were at his disposal.

A mere Dao sword was nothing in his eyes.

The reason he asked Meng Fan to retrieve the sword was that the Wind and Thunder Sword was particularly suited for Meng Fan.

Given Meng Fan's cultivation speed, it wouldn't be long before he could master a Dao-level Wind and Thunder Sword.

Meng Fan naturally understood Elder Lin's good intentions.

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After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, Meng Fan arrived at Longquan Village.

The village was small, with only a few dozen households, and most of the neighbors were relatives, all surnamed Wang.

Meng Fan's martial uncle, however, was surnamed Li.

This surname was quite out of place in Longquan Village, so it didn't take long for Meng Fan to find out where Li Sansi lived.

His master's information was accurate; there indeed was a man named Li Sansi in the village.

From the villagers, Meng Fan learned that Li Sansi was a reclusive man who lived alone at the easternmost part of the village and rarely interacted with others.

Meng Fan arrived at a thatched hut on the eastern edge of the village and knocked on the door.

He waited for several breaths.

No response!

"Shu Mountain disciple Meng Fan, under the orders of my master Lin Bianyun, seeks an audience with Martial Uncle," Meng Fan called out.

He wasn't sure if anyone was inside. After all, this person was his martial uncle by seniority, and using Divine Sense to probe would be disrespectful.

Moreover, with his current abilities, even if he wanted to probe, he probably wouldn't be able to detect anything.

A few more seconds passed, still no response.

"Martial Uncle?" Meng Fan called out again, tentatively.

The next moment.

"Creak..."

The door opened, but there was no one behind it, as if it had opened automatically or was electrically operated.

The room inside was dark, but with Meng Fan's extraordinary physique, his vision was top-notch, almost night-vision capable.

So despite the dim light, he could still see the room clearly.

A man in a black robe sat cross-legged on the floor, completely indifferent to the dust covering the ground.

Even his robe was covered in a layer of dust.

It was clear he had been sitting there motionless for a long time.

He wasn't dead; he was in seclusion!

The moment Elder Lin's phantom appeared, the sharp aura behind him vanished.

Meng Fan wasn't foolish; he knew that Li Sansi had just attacked him, and Elder Lin's primordial spirit had appeared to neutralize the attack.

"Martial Uncle, I respect you as an elder, but you attack me, a junior, and even resort to a sneak attack. Isn't that too shameless?"

There was no doubt that Li Sansi's strength far surpassed Meng Fan's, to the point of complete domination!

To attack Meng Fan in such a situation was utterly shameless.

Despicable!

It was like a top-ranked player using cheats to solo a bronze-level player in a game.

Such shamelessness existed in this world?

"You killed avatar. It's only right that I attack you," Li Sansi said coldly, looking at Meng Fan with an expressionless face.

After speaking, he looked up at Elder Lin's phantom, his expression slightly grim.

Meng Fan frowned upon hearing this.

Killed his avatar?

When had he done such a thing?

The next second, he realized.

It was clear that the black-robed old man he had killed on his way here was Li Sansi's avatar.

His pupils contracted slightly. Could his martial uncle be a member of the Ghost Shadow Sect?

"Disciple, stop calling him martial uncle. He is not your martial uncle!" Elder Lin's phantom said to Meng Fan.

Meng Fan nodded, thinking Elder Lin meant that Li Sansi had fallen into the demonic path and was no longer worthy of being his martial uncle.

But Elder Lin's next words shocked him.

"What monstrosity dares to seize my junior brother's body!" Elder Lin said coldly, looking at Li Sansi with a mixture of coldness and anger.

Meng Fan's expression changed.

His martial uncle had been possessed?

"Possession"

These two words were often seen in the novels Meng Fan read in his previous life on Earth.

But since traveling to this cultivation world, this was the first time he had encountered it.

Moreover, in the legends, possession usually involved weak mortals being possessed.

His martial uncle Li Sansi was already a formidable existence, yet he had been possessed?

Thinking about this, Meng Fan frowned.

Given his own excellence, the likelihood of someone wanting to possess him in the future seemed quite high!