I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 90 84: Just Want to Climb the Mountain (Please Follow)

"The smell isn't bad; I didn't expect such culinary skills in your cave."

After Hall Master Jiao finished speaking, one of the red-robed cultivators's face lit up with joy and said, "As long as Hall Master Jiao likes it, I am willing to cook for Hall Master Jiao every day."

Hearing this, Hall Master Jiao turned his head and asked him, "Did you make this dish?"

That person immediately replied, "Yes, I made it. I have added some Blood Pills to it. Not only does it enhance the flavor, but it can also—"

With a 'bang', the cultivator's head was smashed to pieces by a cane in the hand of Hall Master Jiao.

The faces of the other cultivators all changed, looking at Hall Master Jiao with grievance.

They then saw Hall Master Jiao lick the bloodstain on his hand and say:

"Take the food away. Food that even pigs and dogs wouldn't eat, and he still thought of making it for me every day? Ridiculous."

Everyone then understood that Hall Master Jiao looked down on the offerings as too low-class for his status.

But upon thinking it through, this small cave was just an insignificant part of the thousands of 'Alchemy Rooms' of the Blood Sect.

Everyone was so poor they couldn't afford nice food to offer to Hall Master Jiao.

"It was our lack of consideration. Please punish us, Hall Master!"

The leading red-robed cultivator came out from the secret chamber, and as soon as he spoke these words, Tian Lin felt that trouble was coming.

Sure enough, Hall Master Jiao's cane smashed the cultivator's head, then turned to the others and said, "Since he admits his punishment, what more can I say? Refine his body along with the others."

A group of people had come to understand that not only was Hall Master Jiao naturally cruel, he was also constantly devising ways to use those present for alchemy.

Indeed, everyone here was a cultivator and also a Blood Sect Devotee who practiced Blood True Qi, thus naturally producing high-quality Blood Pills.

The Blood Sect had always had the rule of refining rebellious disciples into pills, thereby forming a tradition where those in power like to fault their subordinates on trumped-up charges.

Usually, everyone in the 'Alchemy Room' focused solely on cultivating pill slaves and doing alchemy.

Because they were at the very bottom, they did not understand the affairs of the Blood Sect's officialdom. After today's events, they all knew that those in power were not to be provoked, so who would dare to get close to Hall Master Jiao?

Tian Lin wasn't so afraid. He stepped forward to remove the dishes, and after thinking for a moment, he asked the few red-robed cultivators, "The 'Red Tangerines' outside should be done by now, what should we do?"

Everyone looked toward Hall Master Jiao, who was eating fresh Blood Pills next to the table. Although he had his back to them, he seemed to know what they were discussing.

"My Red Tangerine only loves to eat Fire Cloud Grass; you should have it prepared in your cave, right?"

Immediately, a red-robed cultivator said, "Yes, yes, yes, I remember Manager Qiao's room was stocked with it."

This cultivator hurried to the depths of the cave and soon came back with a cloth bag.

But he pushed the cloth bag towards Tian Lin, saying, "You go feed the horse."

Tian Lin knew that he had 'just' become a Qi Refinement Level 1 cultivator, and it was only right for him to do the dirty and tiring work, so he did not refuse.

He carried the not-too-heavy bag of grass out of the cave and walked towards the blood-red steed.

At that moment, the blood-red steed had finished its deed, stomping on the corpse of the female horse.

It had a keen sense of smell, its gaze fixated on the bag in Tian Lin's hand, and it trotted towards him.

Tian Lin had seen with his own eyes Manager Qiao being kicked to death by this steed and knew well that if it kicked a Qi Refinement Level 1, it would be an instant death.

Fortunately, he wasn't just a Qi Refinement Level 1. As the horse charged at him, Tian Lin side-stepped and cut the horse's neck with the knife in his hand.

The horse only thought Tian Lin was going to feed it, how could it have anticipated Tian Lin's sudden ruthless strike?

It didn't even have time to let out a neigh; the headless carcass stomped a few steps in place before finally collapsing to the ground.

Tian Lin didn't want to make too much noise, so he dragged the horse carcass and licked the severed neck.

The warm horse blood after entering his mouth felt slightly cool, and only upon reaching his stomach did it create a burning sensation.

The term had not deceived Tian Lin; the blood of this Flying Dragon indeed had the effect similar to Fire Spirit Liquid.

Tian Lin took a sip of blood and started circulating the Five Elements Foundation Establishment Method to guide the Fire Spiritual Energy through his meridians and acupoints.

In just half an hour, his sixth meridian's acupoints were all filled with Fire Spiritual Energy.

Seeing that the blood was drying up, Tian Lin was about to 'refine' the horse meat into a pill when he heard someone from the entrance of the cave exclaim, "What are you doing?"

Tian Lin frowned, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the red-robed cultivator, saying, "I'm feeding the grass."

The red-robed cultivator was clearly stunned, rubbing his eyes and moving closer.

Before he could speak again, Tian Lin had already pierced his forehead with a finger.

Not waiting for the red-robed cultivator's body to fall, Tian Lin propped up the corpse and walked back into the cave.

New n𝙤vel chapters are published on novelbuddy.cσ๓.

The cultivators inside were all stunned and asked Tian Lin, "What happened?"

Tian Lin noticed Hall Master Jiao was also watching him, so he said to Hall Master Jiao, "This fool courted death, daring to compete with Hall Master Jiao's Red Tangerine for the grass, and so the Red Tangerine kicked him to death."

As he spoke, the few red-robed cultivators felt that their ears had failed them.

They didn't doubt Tian Lin, but Hall Master Jiao was well accustomed to the infighting within the Blood Sect and knew self-destruction was the norm of the Blood Sect.

He reached for the cane on the table, but as the skull faced Tian Lin, its eye sockets were blocked by the corpse thrown by Tian Lin.

Hall Master Jiao stepped back to avoid being hit by the body, adjusting the position of his cane towards Tian Lin.

But in the blink of an eye, Tian Lin had appeared right in front of Hall Master Jiao.

This time Tian Lin did not try to snatch the cane, instead landing a punch directly on Hall Master Jiao's shoulder.

Manager Jiao's entire body was flung into the air, his walking stick fell from his hand to the ground.

But while still in midair, he reached out to grab at Tian Lin with his energy.

Tian Lin knew that Manager Jiao would strike with a bloody face, so the moment Manager Jiao raised his arm, Tian Lin executed a Bright Sun Finger piercing through Manager Jiao's palm.

With the previous failure in mind, Tian Lin was only looking for a quick and decisive battle.

He first disarmed Manager Jiao's arm, then immediately took Manager Jiao's Storage Bag.

He fiddled with the Storage Bag by hand, but couldn't manage to open it.

Tian Lin frowned and coldly looked at Manager Jiao, asking, "Why can't this Storage Bag be opened?"

Manager Jiao burst into laughter and said, "Turns out you're just a bumpkin who knows nothing. Don't you know that a Storage Bag requires a blood pact with its owner? Unless you kill me, without my consent, you can forget about opening this Storage Bag."

Tian Lin temporarily didn't want to kill him, because doing so would break the illusion.

This time entering the illusion, although he filled the sixth meridian with Fire Spiritual Energy. What he wanted was not just that.

"Take out the Spirit Stones from the Storage Bag, and I'll spare you from death."

After Tian Lin spoke, Manager Jiao defiantly said, "Do you think I would believe you? Just kill me. Once I'm dead, you can take everything from the Storage Bag."

Tian Lin was taken aback for a moment, but as he frowned, Manager Jiao suddenly spat a mouthful of black liquid towards Tian Lin's eyes.

Fortunately, Tian Lin's mind was not relaxed, and he used True Qi to repel the black liquid straight back.

With a 'hiss', Manager Jiao screamed terribly.

The black water was extremely corrosive, instantly turning Manager Jiao's head to bare bone.

[Snow Spirit Wine, containing abundant Water Spiritual Energy, is an auxiliary elixir for the Divine Ability Technique 'Ice Sealing Skill', consumable]

Divine Power Level technique?

Tian Lin's heart stirred, looking at the dark poisonous liquid.

But before he could study it further, due to Manager Jiao's death, Tian Lin also left the illusion.

"It's a bit difficult to get the Spirit Stones, but I shouldn't have to worry about 'Fire Spirit Liquid' in the future."

Tian Lin felt both joy and loss as he descended the stone steps, sitting cross-legged to restore his True Qi until the Dao Bell of Dao Seeking Mountain tolled, and he then opened his eyes from meditation.

Footsteps were heard at this moment on the first section, and looking over, Tian Lin saw old man Gou carrying a food box, ascending up to the ninety-fifth step before halting.

Upon seeing Tian Lin, old man Gou was startled then hurriedly bowed to Tian Lin on the stone steps: "Your servant greets Immortal Master Tian."

Tian Lin nodded, glanced at the other's grizzled beard, and pondered aloud:

"Every servant disciple in the sect contemplates killing Devil Path disciples to earn Merit Points, with which they can obtain cultivation techniques. Don't you have any thoughts on this?"

Old man Gou responded: "These times, there are much fewer Huahua Langs coming to Seek Immortality."

Tian Lin was momentarily puzzled, not understanding his meaning.

He usually did not delay when ascending the mountain, or perhaps due to the difference in status, he no longer paid attention to the Huahua Langs.

"In theory, with such chaos in Quzhou, people there should be fleeing. Yet, we have not seen many Huahua Lang from Quzhou come here."

"Are you suggesting they have all been eaten by the people of Blood Sect?"

Old man Gou hurriedly said: "Not necessarily turned into Blood Pills by Blood Sect, but rather likely they joined Blood Sect, or even became Devil Path disciples directly."

"Who doesn't wish to cultivate into an immortal? But not everyone can become an Outer Disciple of Yao Yue Sect by climbing the mountain like Immortal Master You."

He continued, "So, to us Immortal Masters of the immortal gate, the Blood Sect is an aberration. However, to those Huahua Langs seeking to become immortals, the Blood Sect could very well be their chance at achieving immortality."

Tian Lin was contemplative, giving some credence to old man Gou's words, but he believed that most ordinary people would not favor the Blood Sect.

"Perhaps you're right, the Huahua Langs of Quzhou want to cultivate Blood True Qi, and maybe the Huahua Langs of Ying State have also gone to Quzhou to 'Seek Immortality'—

So, you mean to say, those from Yao Yue Sect planning to kill Blood Sect Devotees and then exchange for cultivation techniques might not necessarily be heading out to eliminate Devil Path disciples but potentially to join the Blood Sect?"

"Killing Devil Path disciples is too hard; it's not just about using poison schemes to successfully assassinate them. And trying to seek refuge with the Blood Sect isn't easy either, because these Grandmasters are prime materials for Blood Pills, how could the Devil Path disciples of Blood Sect bear not to consume them?"

After old man Gou finished speaking, he continued, "Therefore, I might as well just keep climbing the mountain honestly and not take that risk by leaving the sect."

Tian Lin was momentarily at a loss for words; he knew old man Gou represented someone who achieved 'Great Success' on the path of self-preservation, someone who wouldn't dare take any risks.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be stuck at the ninety-fifth stone staircase at his age.

"Yes, perhaps these Huahua Langs go out once and by the time they return, they've become Devil Path disciples of the Blood Sect."

Tian Lin was somewhat emotional; from his position on Dao Seeking Mountain, he could see the peaks of Yao Yue Sect.

And due to his cultivation, his vision was extremely powerful, able to see the bustle of figures across the peaks.

"Maybe before long, all of Yao Yue Sect's disciples will have quietly become Devil Path disciples of Blood Sect. When the time comes, if you were offered Blood True Qi cultivation techniques for free, would you learn it?"

Tian Lin's question was meaningless, as he believed most Huahua Langs would study it, and those servant disciples or even Outer Disciples, how could they pass up such an opportunity?

Unexpectedly, old man Gou kept shaking his head, his voice growing louder: "Becoming an 'immortal' by consuming humans, can that still be considered an immortal? I won't learn it; I just wish to climb the mountain."

Becoming an immortal by consuming humans isn't considered an immortal?

Tian Lin looked at old man Gou's determined face, suddenly wondering in his heart.

What is an immortal?

And what kind of immortal did he, himself, want to be?