I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 216 - 180: Tong 13 and Jian Jue

But if one really has to die, let it be only me. Why should you two suffer as well?"

Upon hearing Tian Lin's words, tears streamed from Yu'er's eyes.

She knelt in front of Tian Lin with her sister, kowtowing:

"Rest assured, my lord. Even if I have to bash my head and die at the Tong Family's place, I will ensure that either the mistress or Mr. Tong takes Ninth Aunt away."

Tian Lin didn't know how much of her tears were real and how much were fake, or perhaps the tears were real at the moment, but when reason returned, they would just 'do what they could'.

"I have always heard that Mr. Tong is a righteous and upright gentleman. If you seek his help, even if he doesn't agree, he shouldn't give you a hard time."

After finishing his words, Tian Lin nodded to the two sisters and left the room first.

Just as Tian Lin had expected, once he left the city, Granny Tan followed close behind him, nearly inseparable as they headed towards the Immortal Sinking Pond.

Those who recognized Tian Lin and Granny Tan naturally knew about the feud between Tian Lin and the Ninth Aunt.

Seeing the two 'old folks' together, looking as if they were a couple in harmony, countless people on the side were secretly pleased with the drama.

Just as Tian Lin put down the wooden boat at the shore of the Immortal Sinking Pond, Granny Tan suddenly said to several Foundation Establishment Cultivators around her watching the excitement:

"Gentlemen, my family's lady mother has spoken. The reward of seventy top-grade Spirit Stones still stands. Whoever can kill Tian Lin and avenge my family's young master will obtain those seventy top-grade Spirit Stones."

With these words, the attitude of those who were originally just onlookers completely changed.

This group of people, whether they were affiliated with the Tong Family or not, stared at Tian Lin with profound significance in their gaze.

Tian Lin, who had already boarded the wooden boat, frowned and scanned all the people present.

He found that not only were these Foundation Establishment Cultivators showing a bit of greed, even the Qi Refiners showed an eager demeanor.

Yet, when the Qi Refiners met Tian Lin's gaze, they calmed down and lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes again.

However, the Foundation Establishment Cultivators were different. Their gaze towards Tian Lin carried a hint of aggressiveness and hesitation.

Tian Lin chuckled and said to Granny Tan:

"Seventy top-grade Spirit Stones, you've got me tempted.

If I'm so easy to kill, then Granny Tan, what are you hesitating for? Why not take action yourself and save those seventy top-grade Spirit Stones for your master?"

After finishing his words, Tian Lin greeted the people present with cupped hands, pushed the oar, and the light boat instantly glided towards the southern azure sea.

"Seventy top-grade Spirit Stones, that's seven thousand mid-grade Spirit Stones. If I were a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, how could I let such immense wealth fly away?"

The young man who was setting up a stall with Zhang Xiaoke said a sentence.

Zhang Xiaoke did not utter a sound. His Spirit Stones were not fully saved up yet, and he did not want Tian Lin to die just like that.

He wanted Tian Lin to give him the Conch Shell now, but he didn't have the courage or a proper reason for it.

When he looked up again, Tian Lin had already entered the dense fog of the Immortal Sinking Pond.

And following Tian Lin onto the sea were several Foundation Establishment Cultivators who had been resting on the shore.

Today's fog at the Immortal Sinking Pond was much thicker than usual, and the lake's fish population seemed larger than on regular days.

At this moment, Tian Lin had already ventured into the open waters and saw three roaming souls approaching.

He slapped his Storage Bag, drew out the wooden sword snatched from the seventh son, vanquished the three roaming souls, and then collected the Residual Souls into the soul-collecting orb.

This wooden sword had limited lethality against the living but was extremely effective against roaming souls.

After using the wooden sword to deal with the roaming souls, Tian Lin stored the sword away and continued on the wooden boat toward the distance.

Behind him, an old man took the lead, closely following Tian Lin on a boat.

At the front of the boat stood the old man, while in the back was a twelfth-tier Qi Refining maidservant, vigorously rowing the oars.

The maid exerted all her strength, and as she propelled the oar across the sea surface, the boat chased after Tian Lin relentlessly like an arrow.

"Tian, my friend, what's the rush? Why don't you sit down and have a chat with this old man?"

The old man finished speaking and, when he was about seven or eight zhang from Tian Lin, he flew up into the air.

The old man was light as a swallow, and in the blink of an eye, he was already on Tian Lin's wooden boat.

As the old man landed, Tian Lin's wooden boat shook slightly on the sea surface.

Tian Lin turned his head for a glance at the old man and said, "Have you come for the seventy top-grade Spirit Stones?"

The old man laughed heartily, "Everyone is here for the seventy top-grade Spirit Stones. I know I bear you no grudge, Tian, but people die for wealth, as birds die for food—what can be done?"

As he spoke, his flying sword was already thrusting towards Tian Lin's throat.

But his flying sword was actually just a feint, and after Tian Lin dodged it, the old man's palm was already striking towards Tian Lin's chest.

With a loud 'bang,' Tian Lin hastily exchanged a palm strike with the old man.

The old man's face was initially smiling, but upon feeling the force transmitted from Tian Lin's hand, his entire complexion changed.

"What kind of sorcery is this?"

The old man was sent flying backwards, completely escaping from Tian Lin's boat and landing on his own wooden boat seven zhang away.

That wooden boat shook under his weight, and it was fortunate the old man kept his balance and stabilized the boat with the swords he was carrying.

Otherwise, master and servant would have undoubtedly fallen into the water.

"You dare to chase and kill me without even having learned a single Divine Skill?"

Tian Lin's lips were black, and his eyes were completely dark, making him look more like a ghost than a human.

Black qi was entwined around him, making him appear as an Evil Cultivator.

"Goodness, the Buddha and Demon Freedom Skill—A mere Huahua Lang has cultivated it to the Minor Success Realm, a feat as challenging as cultivating a low-grade Divine Skill to the Perfect Realm."

The old man had just steadied himself when soft laughter could be heard above the sea.

Tian Lin looked up at the thick fog in the sky, only to see a giant sword descending from the heavens.

The colossal sword was a hundred zhang tall, resembling an enormous mountain peak.

This 'mountain peak' crashed down heavily, leaving people no chance to evade for the moment.

With a great 'bang,' the giant sword struck the sea surface of the Immortal Sinking Pond, causing huge splashes.

The waves rushed towards the wooden boats all around, and the old man who had been chasing Tian Lin before being repelled by him changed color dramatically, looking up at the swordsman in the sky and shouting, "Senior, please be merciful!"

Regrettably, before he could finish his plea, he, along with his wooden boat, was flipped over by the waves into the Immortal Sinking Pond.

At this point in time, the Immortal Sinking Pond saw neither the figure of Tian Lin nor any trace of the old man.

Meanwhile in midair, the young swordsman who had been controlling the sword leaped down, stepping on broken pieces of wood floating on the sea, pacing around the bobbing surface.

He frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "That Tian fellow can't take much of a hit, can he?"

He had intended to only injure Tian Lin, with no interest in pulverizing him completely.

After all, he was killing Tian Lin just to exchange for Spirit Stones.

"Sword Jue, brother, you've gone too far with your attack. Tian Lin's body must have sunk to the bottom of the sea."

A voice sounded, and someone was approaching by boat from afar.

The person was also a young man, dressed as a noble son, sitting at the prow of the boat, with two twelfth-tier Qi Refining sword holders and a Sword Slave rowing behind him.

As the wooden boat drew near, the young man stood up from the bow, cupped his hands towards the swordsman and said, "The Immortal Sinking Pond is exceedingly treacherous; standing on those broken planks, there's a high risk of falling into the water. It would be better to come aboard my boat first."

No sooner had the noble son finished speaking than a wooden boat rowed over through the thick fog.

The boat was a black-canopied one, with a blindfolded woman standing at the bow, holding a Sword Box. The rower was an old man with a face ashen with iron blue.

Both the blindfolded woman and the ashen-faced old man were at the Early-stage Foundation Establishment level.

Seeing the blindfolded woman and the ashen old man appear, the swordsman known as 'Sword Jue' said to the noble son:

"No need for your help, Brother Thirteen. My boat might be a bit broken, but it's sufficient to carry my master and two servants."

After he spoke, he went straight onto the blindfolded woman's boat and then said to the rowing old man, "Let's continue into the fog and look if there really are Sword Qi spreading in the depths of the Immortal Sinking Pond's sea bottom."

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These three left without any further heed to the noble son, taking the boat towards the deeper and farther south of the sea.

At this moment, on the chaotic sea surface, only the noble son and his sword holders and Sword Slave remained.

One sword holder stepped forward and said, "How can that Sword Sect disciple, dressed in such tattered clothes, resemble an Immortal Sect disciple?"

As soon as the sword holder finished speaking, the noble son frowned and admonished her, "Silence. If someone overhears this, even our Tong Family won't be able to protect you."

After that, he warned, "There's great upheaval at the Immortal Sinking Pond; in the coming days, many Immortal Sect disciples will likely appear.

We need not mention those from the Shuiyun Sect. Sword Jue of the Sword Sect is a solitary man; if you offend him, he may not give face to our Tong Family.

Disciples from the Wendaos Sect might also come—In short, during this time, nobody should stir up trouble."