I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong Chapter 377 340: Re-entering Immortal Sinking Pond

Pingyang County, though bustling, has long since changed.

Not to ntion that Tian Lin was in no mood to enter the city, even Cui'er felt no desire to do any so-called triumphant return ho.

The two of them flew directly towards the Immortal Sinking Pond, only to find it was bustling with people.

However, the excitent was different from before; the forr River Station had turned into a temporary Sword Sect base. The tea and eateries that served breakfast and lunch to fishern had beco sword and dicine shops.

Only that brothel, after the fall and rebuilding of Pingyang City, had been renovated anew, becoming exceptionally luxurious.

Inside the brothel was a scene of singing and dancing, while outside, along the coast, rows of sword cultivators sat by the shore, absorbing the sword qi that floated from the sea.

Watching the wisps of white mist rising on the sea surface, congealing like frost upon the water, Tian Lin said to Cui'er:

"The sword qi from the sea has already separated from the Immortal Sinking Pond; it's beco even more dangerous than before. Wait for on the shore, and don't venture onto the Immortal Sinking Pond lightly."

Cui'er knew Tian Lin ca to the Immortal Sinking Pond to cultivate the Sword Dao, but she neither knew the pond had beco exceedingly perilous nor expected Tian Lin to just sit on the shore like the others.

Unexpectedly, Tian Lin was not content with this and intended to venture into the depths of the Immortal Sinking Pond.

"Master, we don't have a treasure boat like the others; how can we reach the Immortal Sinking Pond?"

Tian Lin pointed towards the sky, where several people could be seen traversing back and forth above the Immortal Sinking Pond with sword control.

"These people don't have treasure boats either, yet it doesn't hinder them from capturing sword qi mid-air. Don't worry about ; I've already accounted for everything."

Having said that, he leaped into the air, executing the top-grade divine skill "Wind Escape Technique" learned in the Fairy Cave to its fullest.

In an instant, Tian Lin's figure vanished above the sea surface.

Cui'er was greatly worried; she saw several people flying on swords above the Immortal Sinking Pond without treasure boats.

However, those people were Golden Core cultivators, unlike Tian Lin, who only possessed mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivation.

Unfortunately, Tian Lin moved too quickly, and since he seed unreceptive to persuasion, Cui'er could only obediently wait at the shore as instructed.

At that mont, a hand suddenly grasped Cui'er's pant leg.

Cui'er, believing she was being attacked, was startled and quickly drew her sword, kicking the hand on her leg.

The person wasn't an attacker but a beggar with broken arms and legs, looking disheveled and dirty.

The beggar, groaning from the kick, hurriedly said, "Miss, have rcy, grant so Spirit Rice to eat."

Upon hearing these words, Cui'er sensed sothing was amiss.

First, despite her cultivation, a sudden kick shouldn't be bearable by an ordinary beggar.

Second, how could an ordinary beggar silently approach her?

Only soone with higher cultivation or possessing special stealth spells and treasures capable of concealing their presence could get close without alerting her —

Based on all this, it was evident this beggar wasn't ordinary.

"Who exactly are you?"

Cui'er demanded, montarily forgetting her concern for Tian Lin's safety due to the beggar's sudden appearance.

The beggar remained silent, though he raised his head to glance at Cui'er.

Underneath his ssy hair was a face rife with sword and knife scars, looking quite terrifying.

Yet Cui'er recognized him at once; this beggar was none other than the young master of the Tong Family.

"Lord Thirteen?"

Cui'er was shocked, half-kneeling on the ground, intending to help up the beggar, unable to resist asking, "Lord Thirteen, how have you ended up like this?"

"Miss, have rcy, give sothing to eat!"

The beggar kept repeating this phrase, having no reaction to the title 'Lord Thirteen' and seeming to have no impression of Cui'er.

Despite Cui'er only being a maid of the Tong Family, they had t once or twice due to her serving as Tian Lin's sword holder.

He probably truly had no impression of Cui'er, coupled with a disoriented mind, hence repeating that plea to Cui'er.

——

Tian Lin never feared the sword qi of the Immortal Sinking Pond. Without hesitation, he surpassed others, diving into the water of the uninhabited deep sea.

His Class A disciple's purple robe was initially a treasure garnt but couldn't withstand the vast erosion of sword qi, almost instantly becoming tattered.

Yet the fiercer the sword qi, the more delighted Tian Lin was.

He swallowed the sea, and countless sword qi surged towards his Sea of Consciousness like a tide.

Unfortunately, when these sword qi converted to the Divine Soul, they shrank rapidly. Often, a whole boat of water condensed into just a drop of Spiritual Sense. This drop of Spiritual Sense required at least a boat load to convert into his Sea of Consciousness fully.

Nonetheless, Tian Lin had no worries; the sword qi in the Immortal Sinking Pond was plentiful enough to elevate his cultivation to late-stage Foundation Establishnt, even reaching Golden Core Realm, without fearing exhausting the pond's sword qi.

Presently, due to Tian Lin actively absorbing sword qi, sword qi around this part of the Immortal Sinking Pond started swirling towards Tian Lin.

The swirling sword qi quickly ford a vortex.

Fortunately, no cultivator set foot here, sparing Tian Lin any concerns of adverse effects.

He focused on cultivation, the vortex growing larger, gathering more sword qi until it ford a mass turning into grey crystals.

The crystals, from soft to firm, eventually turned into solid ice blocks, trapping Tian Lin within.

Finally, the vortex ceased movent, yet the ice block ford began sinking due to its weight.

Tian Lin couldn't see the outside world from within the ice block, nor could anyone outside see him through the ice block.

Thus encased, Tian Lin sank to the seabed. He survived on the scant oxygen in the water while contemplating cultivation.

This continued for a full month before the ice block trapping Tian Lin gradually thinned.

The Spiritual Sense couldn't penetrate the ice layer to glance at Tian Lin, yet the thin layer had beco transparent enough for Tian Lin to view outside from within.

Seeing the ground outside the 'ice shell,' Tian Lin was now certain he was at the seabed.

"Though my cultivation hasn't reached late-stage Foundation Establishnt, it's almost there. This seabed is far from perilous to ."

After a mont's thought, Tian Lin broke out of the ice shell.

Throughout this month, he absorbed these sword qi. Despite the sword qi causing his body wounds, his flesh continually strengthened passively.

Nowadays, these sword qi still easily sliced his body.

Yet sohow the sword qi appeared sentient, aware Tian Lin wasn't afraid of them - whatsoever, these sword qi no longer urgently assailed Tian Lin.

This allowed Tian Lin to surface without obstruction when he needed to exchange air.

He planned to stay at the Immortal Sinking Pond for another half month, hoping to reach late-stage Foundation Establishnt. By then, he could return to the North Wilderness.