I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 89 83: Illusion Has Its Wonders

"What's wrong with what I said?"

The red-robed cultivator looked at Tian Lin with surprise, as Tian Lin said:

"But I heard that the Five Elements Spirit Root is a fake spirit root, a cultivation waste."

The red-robed cultivator burst into laughter upon hearing this and said:

"What nonsense is that? The Five Elements True Qi encompasses the Yin Yang Five Elements, and once the foundation is established, it can transform into the Five Elements Pill Sea. Only the Five Elements Pill Sea can morph into myriad forms."

He suddenly realized, "You are from Yulong Continent, so you think the Five Elements Spirit Root is bad."

He smugly said, "What place is Yulong Continent? Nothing more than a barren island, what kind of insight could it have?"

"Yulong Continent is indeed an island, but that doesn't mean it has no insight just because it's small."

Inside the cave, a tall red-robed cultivator approached.

He obviously heard Tian Lin's conversation with the shorter man, so he joined in:

"Actually, not just in Yulong Continent, almost all small places have the belief that the Five Elements Spirit Root is a useless spirit root. The reason is due to scarce resources, and the Five Elements Spirit Root has a much more difficult time establishing a foundation than a single spirit root.

Therefore, most small places' immortal gates think it's too risky to consume a large number of resources to cultivate a Five Elements Qi Refiner who is almost certain to fail at Foundation Establishment, as it can result in a loss not worth the benefits, so they dare not take the risk. Simply put, they only accept those with a single spirit root."

Tian Lin pondered upon hearing this, and then listened to the tall red-robed man:

"But it's different in Cangzhou, the immortal gates of Cangzhou are not lacking in Spirit Stones or the Five Elements Foundation Establishment Pool—

When sect disciples establish their foundation, they can even receive the protection of Golden Core elders, thus for the immortal gates of Cangzhou, the risk of the Five Elements Spirit Root disciples establishing their foundation is not only controllable, but even if they fail, it's not a big deal, merely missing out on a trip to the brothel."

Tian Lin fell silent for a moment, and couldn't help but recall the current state of Yulong Continent.

At this time in Yulong Continent, the Yao Yue Sect was running a bit low on the supply of Spirit Stones for the sect disciples.

Let alone taking out Spirit Stones to cultivate so-called Five Elements Spirit Root disciples—

"Do we in the Blood Sect have a way to test the spirit root?"

Tian Lin suddenly wanted to know what kind of Spirit Root he had, but he heard the tall cultivator say:

"We don't need to test for any spirit root because apart from the founding ancestor, no one is known to possess a Blood Spirit Root."

Tian Lin's plan to freeload the Five Elements Jiao Pearl had failed, but after thinking it through, this small cave only held a few Qi Refiners at the first-tier Qi Refinement; considering their low status within the Blood Sect, how could they possess Five Elements Jiao Pearls for him to use?

According to Zhong Wujie's records, to escape the predicament in the third-tier illusion, he just needed to kill these first-tier Qi Refiners.

However, Tian Lin was in no rush to act against these seven red-robed cultivators. He wanted to see how long the illusion would keep him here without him taking action.

After resting in the illusion for one night, Tian Lin opened his eyes from meditation the next day and heard a young red-robed cultivator say:

"Hurry, Hall Master Jiao is coming, everyone, go to the valley entrance to meet him."

The group quickly stood up, and Tian Lin also picked up the knife on the ground and got up.

Suddenly, one of the red-robed cultivators looked at Tian Lin and challenged, "Who are you?"

Before the red-robed cultivator could draw his knife, Tian Lin's Bright Sun Finger shot through the foreheads of these cultivators like an arrow.

Now at the fifth-tier Qi Refinement, wielding the Bright Sun Finger did not feel draining of True Qi.

In just a moment, all the red-robed cultivators in the cave fell to the ground.

Tian Lin's vision changed, and when he opened his eyes again, he had left the illusion.

He glanced at the sun and estimated that he had not stayed long in the illusion; he couldn't help but let out a sigh:

"To stay in the illusion for a moment is just a moment, to stay for a day and a night is also just a moment—if that's the case, then it might be good to cultivate in the illusion, saving a lot of cultivation time."

The more he thought about it, the more feasible he found this method. Right after that thought, he went down the stone steps again and poured out the Grass God Fish and Three-legged Toad jerkies from his gauze.

He rummaged through a few secret magic books but couldn't find the Blood Pill that the red-robed cultivator had given him.

"It seems that things from the illusion can't be taken out and can only be consumed inside the illusion."

This trial result left him somewhat disappointed, but he quickly gathered his spirits and turned towards the fourth-tier stone steps.

"Hall Master Jiao is coming; his temper isn't good, so don't speak without orders later."

The scene of the fourth-tier illusion was just as Zhong Wujie had described, having left the cave, it appeared at the mouth of a valley.

As the leading red-robed cultivator spoke, a young man with a face fair as jade approached from the distance.

The young man rode a blood-red horse, from whose flaring nostrils small flames burst forth and extinguished continuously.

[Flying Dragon, containing a faint trace of the Dragon Clan's bloodline, mid-grade spiritual flesh, its blood can substitute Fire Spirit Liquid, edible]

Tian Lin eyed the red horse intently. The red horse seemed to sense Tian Lin's 'affection', opening its mouth to spew a stream of magma toward Tian Lin.

Tian Lin's reaction was swift; in a flash, he leaped three zhang out.

Two red-robed cultivators who couldn't avoid in time were sprayed by the 'magma', their faces instantly corroded into a scorched black mess.

As the two red-robed cultivators cried out in agony, the young man atop the horse brought his skull-topped staff down hard, and one of the red-robed cultivators' brains burst instantly.

The other red-robed cultivator was about to kneel and beg for mercy when the young man directed the skull end of his staff towards him, and the red-robed cultivator, who was about to plead, couldn't make a sound because a fountain of blood erupted from his mouth, all of which was sucked into the skull.

Seeing this from three zhang away, Tian Lin couldn't help but be shocked.

He had seen the young man's staff in Zhong Wujie's 'Travelogue', but there was no description of this staff by Zhong Wujie.

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Clearly, in the illusion that Zhong Wujie experienced, the young man never used this staff against him.

"I cannot let this scepter's skull 'gaze' upon me!"

Tian Lin, blessed with a fortuitous heart, disappeared on the spot with the Wind Walking Skill as the young man aimed the scepter at him.

The surprised young man on horseback gave a light exclamation and constantly adjusted the position of the skull atop his scepter.

If this skull faced a person for just a few breaths, that person's vitality would inevitably be devoured completely.

Tian Lin avoided disaster, but those red-robed cultivators who had come to greet the young man were not so fortunate.

However, the young cultivator clearly did not care about the life or death of these red-robed cultivators. Seeing Tian Lin's tricky movements, he hastily dismounted in a fury.

He then took out a Spirit Stone from his Storage Bag and stuffed it into a hidden compartment at the top of the skull.

Instantly, the skull's dim eyes lit up brightly.

"I refuse to believe you can still dodge!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the scepter in his hand suddenly vanished.

His expression changed, and looking at Tian Lin holding the scepter opposite him, he angrily demanded, "Give me back the scepter!"

Tian Lin aimed the scepter at the young man, who, in a fit of rage, grabbed at the scepter.

A blood-red face burst forth from the palm of the young man at a speed invisible to the naked eye, striking towards Tian Lin's chest. Tian Lin hastily avoided it using the Wind Walking Skill.

But the red face did not disappear because Tian Lin dodged it; instead, it laughed eerily and rushed towards Tian Lin again.

Tian Lin's expression changed. With the skull on the tip of his scepter, he shattered the red face while nimbly dodging the young man's continuous attacks.

Unexpectedly, the young man's blood-red faces seemed inexhaustible, and in an instant, hundreds of faces surrounded Tian Lin completely.

"Here's your scepter!"

Having said that, Tian Lin threw the scepter into the air.

The young man in front of the horse finally stopped his attacks and soared up to catch the falling scepter mid-air.

But just as he was about to land, Tian Lin shouted explosively.

Following the dragon's cry that came from his mouth, a giant elephant several meters tall materialized behind Tian Lin.

With a smash on the ground by Tian Lin, the manifested elephant stomped towards the ground, and the young man in mid-air was directly smashed into the earth.

Tian Lin steadied himself, still wary that the young man buried in the ground might be feigning death.

But soon, the scene before him changed, and he was back on Dao Seeking Mountain.

'Puh!'

Tian Lin steadied himself, but his internal vitality already showed signs of surging uncontrollably, and he soon spat out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood made him feel considerably better.

He did not dare to recklessly ascend the fourth layer of stone steps, but instead, walked back down to the second level platform.

"Although his cultivation is one tier higher than mine, his spell is only of mid-grade proficiency. Logically, I should not have been injured—after all, it was due to my lack of combat experience."

Tian Lin carefully recalled that when the red horse had spat at him, he had the full capability to dodge.

Not only could he have dodged, but he also had the opportunity to take down the young man directly while evading the spit.

However, at that time, he was solely focused on retreating and completely missed the chance to directly subdue the young man, allowing the young man to take out the skull scepter Magical Treasure.

"If I can barely defeat someone at the sixth tier of Qi Refinement, how can I contend with someone at the twelfth-tier Qi Refining?"

He waited for his injuries to heal, meditated to restore his True Qi, and then he climbed the fourth layer of stone steps once again.

It was still that valley, but as he heard the sound of horse hooves drawing near, Tian Lin saw the blood-red steed and the charred Hall Master on its back.

This time, Tian Lin was wiser. His gaze skipped over the red steed, focusing instead on Manager Qiao behind the red horse.

Manager Qiao rode a common horse and dismounted at the valley's mouth, saying to the welcoming group of red-robed cultivators:

"This is Hall Master Jiao. Hall Master Jiao is handling matters in Yu State and will be staying with us for a while."

Manager Qiao was about to instruct further when the young man on the red horse, growing impatient, interrupted, "Enough, stop with the nonsense. Is there fine wine inside the cave?"

The leading red-robed cultivator quickly replied, "Wine and dishes have been prepared. Please follow me, Hall Master."

Hall Master Jiao dismounted and handed the reins over to Manager Qiao.

But as Manager Qiao took the reins, the horse lifted a leg and kicked Manager Qiao heavily in the chest.

Manager Qiao was sent flying backward, his chest collapsed inward.

Following Manager Qiao's spew of blood, the blood-red horse turned its hindquarters and leaped onto the mare that Manager Qiao had been riding.

Those in the valley were stunned by this scene, and the lead red-robed cultivator hurried to check on Manager Qiao's condition.

But upon checking his breath, where was there any life left?

Hall Master Jiao frowned and said:

"Let it be; it's that Qiao's own fault for being clumsy. It serves him right to be kicked to death by my Red Orange—nevermind, just throw his body into the Pill Furnace to refine, it will make good drink accompaniment."

The people exchanged glances but no one dared to contradict Hall Master Jiao.

The leading red-robed cultivator quickly carried away Manager Qiao's body, assigning the task of escorting Hall Master Jiao into the cave to another red-robed cultivator.

The group entered the cave, where all kinds of food and drink had been prepared.

Tian Lin's eyes brightened at the sight of the feast on the stone stage, but contemplating the traditions of the Blood Sect, he was unsure about the origins of these wines and dishes.