I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong Chapter 217 181: Earning Spirit Stones to Repay Debt

Tian Lin was unaware of the events occurring above the water, as he had dived into the depths the mont the colossal sword descended, breaking through the bottom of his own boat.

For he knew well that the gigantic sword, born of an illusion from the sky, was not sothing he could evade or withstand.

Fortunately, Immortal Sinking Pond did not disappoint Tian Lin; as the illusionary giant sword plunged into it, more than ninety percent of its force dissipated instantly.

While it stirred up thousand-layered waves, the true force entering the sea was pitifully small.

Tian Lin took advantage of the turmoil created by the sword to silently dive deeper into the sea.

To be honest, Tian Lin had not expected Ninth Aunt to not deal with him personally but instead spend spirit stones to take his life.

After all, seventy top-grade Spirit Stones is by no ans a small amount for soone in the Early-stage Foundation Establishnt.

Had Tian Lin possessed so many Spirit Stones, he would have long since used a Transmission Array to travel to the North Wilderness. Why would he need to suffer in Pingyang City?

He was not afraid of Ninth Aunt making a move on him, but was worried about those tempted by the seventy top-grade Spirit Stones who would co to assassinate him.

If these people were only at early-stage Foundation Establishnt, it would be manageable, but seventy top-grade Spirit Stones were also hugely tempting to those at mid-stage Foundation Establishnt.

That young man carrying a sword who had just passed by was clearly a mid-stage Foundation Establishnt Cultivator.

At this ti, Tian Lin made up his mind to abandon his previous 'vest' entirely, swallowing a Disguise Pill to change his appearance and devotedly cultivate in Immortal Sinking Pond.

Under the water, large amounts of Soul Replenishing Powder adhered to Tian Lin's body, ravaging it, but was quickly assimilated by his Spiritual Sense.

In this southern area, the quantity of Soul Replenishing Powder had reached a staggering level, yet not a single fish was seen.

Tian Lin did not know what this Soul Replenishing Powder was, but marveled at its astonishing lethality.

If this goes on, Immortal Sinking Pond will eventually beco a 'dead sea'. By then, not to ntion anyone who falls into the water, even the original marine life would be extinct, and crossing the sea on thousand-year-old wood boats would no longer be possible.

Not long after Tian Lin fell into the water, his entire body was fully exposed.

To prevent the Soul Replenishing Powder from destroying his Storage Bag, Tian Lin summoned a wooden boat far out at sea and placed the Storage Bag upon it.

He sat in ditation in the sea for several days, as if he was isolated from the world.

The next morning, Tian Lin heard soone calling out his assud na from under the sea.

At first, he was puzzled, followed by a jolt of shock.

Taking the Soul Replenishing Powder did indeed make him feel that his Spiritual Sense was rapidly strengthening, so his senses were now far better than before.

However, what shocked him was that he was currently subrged in Immortal Sinking Pond, and theoretically, his senses should have been shielded by the Pond. How could he still hear the voices from more than ten feet away above his head?

"The 'curse' of Immortal Sinking Pond is fading!"

"However, even if the 'curse' of Immortal Sinking Pond fades away, this place will still be a land of death."

Tian Lin heard the fading calls above and then erged from the water.

At this mont, he had reverted to his original appearance and was no longer an old man burdened by the vicissitudes of ti.

As soon as Tian Lin changed into his clothes, a scream echoed through the fog.

Tian Lin frowned slightly and struck a palm behind him.

A burst of waves exploded on the surface of the water, propelling the wooden boat under Tian Lin's feet towards the dense fog.

Just as Tian Lin reached the area, he saw a fat man on a dark awning boat, pressing down on Yu'er's shoulders and forcing her to kneel at the bow.

Cui'er, dressed in green, had already been struck by a sword at this point and looked to be on her last breath.

Tian Lin had never seen this fat man before and didn't know why he had suddenly attacked Yu'er and Cui'er.

As Tian Lin's boat approached, the fat man frowned and looked at him, saying, "I'm handling matters here. If you know what's good for you, scram now."

Tian Lin was taken aback and looked at his clothes, only then he rembered that the clothes given to him by the Tong Family had been ruined by the Soul Replenishing Powder in the sea.

The clothes he was wearing now were a set he brought from the Yulong Continent.

They looked sowhat luxurious, but without gold threads or jade beads, one might mistake him for a re Qi Refining cultivator.

Clearly, Cui'er and Yu'er on the boat also thought Tian Lin was just a Qi Refiner. Neither of them held any hope for Tian Lin. Only Yu'er, clenching her teeth, said to Tian Lin on the boat:

"Please, young master, leave quickly. When you speak to the Tong Family, say that Cui'er and Yu'er were killed by the eminent Master Wubian."

As soon as Yu'er finished speaking, the fat man slapped her back, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood and slump to the ground.

After injuring Yu'er, the fat man turned his gaze back to Tian Lin and smiled, "Kid, you think you can escape?"

Once the fat man finished speaking, he leaped onto the bow of Tian Lin's boat and reached for Tian Lin's shoulder.

Just as his claws were about to touch Tian Lin's shoulder, Tian Lin caught the fat man's hand and kicked him directly into the water.

The fat man did not use his full strength when he attacked Tian Lin, but Tian Lin showed no rcy in his counterattack.

Caught off guard, the fat man plunged into Immortal Sinking Pond.

He panicked and flailed on the surface, his True Qi releasing, allowing him to surge up from the Pond like a fly.

Watching the fat man soar out of the water like a great roc, Tian Lin sighed, "The curse of Immortal Sinking Pond is indeed gone!"

After he spoke, the fat man flew back onto his awning boat.

Standing on the awning boat, a mix of shock and anger, the fat man looked at Tian Lin across him, "Who exactly are you? Why do you hide and obscure your true self?"

"What shadow am I hiding, what form am I concealing? I'd like to ask you, we do not know each other and I had no intention of interfering with your killing, why did you attack ?"

Hearing this, the fat man glanced at Yu'er and Cui'er on the boat.

After a mont of thought, he saluted Tian Lin with a fist and said, "I apologize for my shortsightedness. Upon seeing the plain clothes you wear, I mistook you for a junior of a Qi Refining cultivator."

"The misunderstanding has been cleared, please proceed ahead, my fellow daoist. Next ti, I, Wubian, will personally apologize to you."

Hearing this, Tian Lin laughed and said, "Since you know you have made a mistake, why not apologize now instead of ntioning a next ti?"

"What do you an?"

"I see that the treasured garnt you're wearing is quite good, and it happens to be that I am in need of one. How about you let have the treasured garnt you're wearing?"

Upon hearing this, the Wubian Abbot aboard the boat flew into a rage and, without further ado, finally summoned his flying sword and stabbed fiercely towards Tian Lin.

With a thought, Tian Lin stared into the eyes of Wubian Abbot and suddenly activated the 'Heart Inquiry Skill.'

Wubian Abbot had not expected Tian Lin to possess the thod for a psychic attack, let alone that Tian Lin, in addition to being extrely formidable in close combat, would possess such a powerful consciousness.

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, staggering back two or three steps.

While his Sea of Consciousness suffered heavy damage, the flying sword he controlled with his spiritual sense also imdiately lost control.

With a thought, Tian Lin, relying on his Sword Intent, took control of Wubian Abbot's flying sword into his hand.

By the ti Wubian Abbot raised his head again, Tian Lin had wiped his hand over the flying sword, and the mark left by Wubian Abbot on the sword was instantly erased.

One could see Wubian Abbot spitting out a mouthful of blood and looking at Tian Lin in shock.

Not just him, but Yu'er and Cui'er on the bow of the boat also appeared unsure and apprehensive.

Thinking it over, Wubian Abbot asked respectfully, "Could it be that sir is Zhai Xingzi from the Wendaos Sect?"

Tian Lin frowned; he did not know Zhai Xingzi, but he was certainly not unfamiliar with the words 'Wendaos Sect.'

He had been diligently cultivating in the sea these past few days and was unaware of any changes that had occurred onshore.

From what the fat man implied, it seed a cultivator nad Zhai Xingzi from the Wendaos Sect had appeared in Pingyang City.

"How do you figure I am Zhai Xingzi?"

After Tian Lin said this, his gaze fixed on Wubian Abbot.

Wubian Abbot said, "I estimate, based on my fellow daoist's age, that you are probably only sixteen or seventeen years old. To have the cultivation of the Foundation Establishnt Realm at such an age, one must surely be a scion of a great family—

I observe that your spiritual sense is extrely strong, likely unmatched by even mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivators. Thus, at such an age to have the cultivation of a mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, you are most likely a disciple of the immortal gate."

The more he spoke, the more confident he beca in his judgnt, concluding firmly, "Amongst the disciples of the various immortal gates who have co to Pingyang City, I have t Jian Jue, Fairy i, and the rest, except I have never t Brother Zhai Xingzi."

With that said, Wubian Abbot bowed respectfully, "I have offended you just now, and I am willing to inflict the penalty on myself and beco your Sword Slave."

His words were sincere and didn't seem to be a lie.

anwhile, Cui'er on the deck sneered with a trace of strength as she mocked,

"There's no such good fortune in this world. Do you think becoming a sword servant for an immortal disciple is sothing you can just decide to do?"

When a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator speaks, how can a Qi Refining cultivator presu to be so reckless?

But at this mont, Wubian Abbot suppressed his anger, not wanting to leave a brutal and rebellious impression on Tian Lin.

After reflecting, Tian Lin said, "I am not Zhai Xingzi, nor do I intend to take you as a Sword Slave. What I want now is the clothes on your body."

As he finished speaking, he had already boarded the fat man's dark-clothed boat.

The fat man's face changed slightly, and as Tian Lin approached, he instinctively backed towards the stern of the boat.

"Who exactly are you, sir? If it's just for a treasured garnt, I will take it off for you!"

The fat man made a motion to disrobe, and Tian Lin clapped his hands to summon his own flying sword, looking at the fat man and saying, "There's no need for you to do it, sir; I'll take it off myself!"

The fat man knew that Tian Lin would not spare him and promptly leaped into the air, summoning another flying sword from his Storage Bag intending to escape via Sword Control.

Having been seriously injured twice by Tian Lin, he inevitably wobbled when controlling the sword.

Just as he ascended two zhang into the air, Tian Lin's flying sword had already beheaded him.

The fat man's head rolled away, while the headless body continued to fly skewed on the sword for over half a li.

As his body and flying sword fell, Tian Lin's spiritual sense had already reached beyond a li, and with a wave of his hand, he drew both the sword and the body back to the boat.

He killed swiftly and decisively, unlike soone at the early stage of Foundation Establishnt.

Yu'er and Cui'er, deducing that Tian Lin's cultivation and background were extraordinary, Yu'er imdiately knelt down to express gratitude to Tian Lin, "Thank you, senior, for saving our lives."

Tian Lin was stripping off the fat man's coat while also removing his Storage Bag.

Hearing Yu'er's words, he couldn't help but say, "This fat man wanted to beco my Sword Slave as an apology, what about you? Would you be my sword holder to repay the debt for saving your lives?"

Yu'er was startled and glanced at Cui'er.

Cui'er seed sowhat tempted, but Yu'er quickly said,

"We sisters were already given to my master by the Tong Family; we are already my master's sword holders. A loyal servant does not serve two masters—

If the senior does not mind, all we can offer are our flying swords and so fragnts of low-grade Spirit Stones as tokens of appreciation."

Tian Lin accepted the Brocade Handkerchief and flying sword that she handed over; the brocade was what she had given to Yu'er.

Within the handkerchief, there were so Spirit Rice and Low-Grade Spirit Stones—nothing of great value.

Tian Lin took the things Yu'er handed him and threw the fat man's looted Storage Bag in front of Yu'er:

"The Spirit Stones you gave are not enough to cover your sisters' lives—if you refuse to be my sword holder, then earn Spirit Stones to repay your debt.

Sell everything inside this Storage Bag and within the bag itself, and when it's ti, I will co to collect the Spirit Stones from you."