I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 98 90: Gifting the Storage Bag

At this moment, the great battle was actually drawing to a close.

As Tian Lin walked on the street, the thick blood instantly soaked his cloth shoes.

He leapt onto the roof beams and said to the old man, "Are you a Devil Path follower of the Blood Sect?"

The old man sneered, "At this point, does it make any difference whether I am or not? If I were not a Devil Path follower of the Blood Sect, would you not kill me?"

Tian Lin thought for a moment and said,

"The sect has said that killing Devil Path followers can earn Merit Points. A first-tier Qi Refining level is worth one Merit Point, and if it's twelfth-tier Qi Refining, it's fifty Merit Points. So, I'd like to ask, are you a Devil Path follower, and how much cultivation do you have?"

The old man frowned, then burst into hearty laughter,

"Well, congratulations to you then. Not only am I a Blood Sect Devotee, but I also have the cultivation of twelfth-tier Qi Refining. These fifty Merit Points are indeed a windfall for you."

No sooner had he finished speaking than an Outer Disciple leapt upwards.

The Second Steward, with his plump body, stood on the roof and said to Tian Lin,

"Tian Lin, you get down here. You can't handle these fifty Merit Points."

In the midst of speaking, Second Steward also said to others, "Fellow brothers and sisters, I have soft armor on me. Let's kill this old man together and share the Merit Points!"

Several figures instantly got onto the roof and surrounded the old man.

Tian Lin was very obedient; he made a leap and hopped back down onto the street.

Although fifty Merit Points was a considerable amount, Tian Lin had no intention of risking his life for them.

However, since Zhuang Buzhou had called out Tian Lin's name from the Flying Boat, Tian Lin found it inappropriate not to step forward.

Luckily, the Second Steward protected him by actively allowing Tian Lin to withdraw from the fight.

"Since your fifty Merit Points got snatched away, take mine in exchange for Merit Points then."

Just as Tian Lin had jumped down from the roof, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Tian Lin was startled and hastily employed the Wind Walking Skill to sidestep ten yards away.

He stopped at ten yards away, looking back at the empty spot behind, only to find the owner of the voice was not visible on the vacant ground.

"What, you don't care for the Merit Points of Foundation Establishment?"

The voice rang out again behind Tian Lin, who quickly turned his head.

He didn't run this time, knowing that dodging was futile against an attack from a Foundation Establishment expert.

"Elder, I have a past with Sister Han and do not wish to be an enemy of the Han Family."

Tian Lin's words did not lack truth. In town, he killed just a few mortals who wanted his life, and the few he killed afterwards were all Devil Path followers from the Blood Sect.

"How is Han Yue doing?" asked the old man. Tian Lin had no choice but to answer, "Sister Han boarded a ship heading to the Zhong Family, probably because she didn't want to witness the family's tragic state."

Upon hearing this, the old man sneered and said, "She couldn't care less about the life and death of the Han Family—her eyes have only ever been for Zhong Wujie."

Tian Lin was taken aback, raising his eyebrows to look at the old man.

He could see a vague resemblance between the old man and Han Yue, and guessed that he must be closely related to Han Yue.

"It's partly my fault for not having raised her by my side when she was a child. She lived with her aunt from a young age, where she was bullied. It was Zhong Wujie who protected her since they were children."

Tian Lin had no interest in this tale of gratitude and grudges.

He looked up and realized that when he had used the Wind Walking Skill, he had ended up under the eaves in a corner where the Flying Boat in the sky could not see him.

Tian Lin felt a little anxious, wanting to call for Zhuang Buzhou's help but also afraid of angering the old man.

"There's no need to worry, I have no interest in killing you. If I were going to kill, I would go after Xing Tongtian."

Seeing the old man grinding his teeth, Tian Lin's heart stirred slightly.

He had heard of the name Xing Tongtian, who was the father of Xing Shanping and the current Sect Leader of Yao Yue Sect.

"Elder has a grudge against the Sect Leader? But right now, this place is sealed off by Elder He, and it won't be easy for Elder to see the Sect Leader. How about I, the junior, do a favor and pass a message to the sect on Elder's behalf?"

The old man laughed, sizing up Tian Lin and said, "Your little smarts make others dislike you greatly."

Tian Lin sighed, "I know being cunning is not likable. But as a nobody, in order to survive, I can only resort to such measures. If I do nothing and still manage to live, that's fine. But if I end up dying, I won't rest in peace."

The old man no longer threatened Tian Lin, instead untying a Storage Bag from his waist:

"Help me deliver what's inside this to Han Yue, and consider this Storage Bag my payment to you."

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Tian Lin but suddenly rose into the sky towards the clouds.

In an instant, Elder He's voice came from the clouds,

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"Han Junior Brother, you left the sect in search of opportunities for many years, and you finally managed to lay the foundation of the great Dao. It's just unfortunate that, having received the sect's orders, I must let you perish with your Dao!"

"I know Elder Brother's Sword Dao is nearly unparalleled across Zhao Country, so I was prepared to die.

I also heard that Elder Brother's incomplete sword manual requires one to enter the Dao by severing familial love and breaking affection. Although I am not a relative of Elder Brother, after all, I am still of the same sect. Today I'll sacrifice my life, to aid Elder He in obtaining the Dao."

Elder He's voice rose again, saying, "Good, good, good! If everyone thought like you, Junior Brother, why would I worry about being unable to reach Core Formation?"

Then, a thunderclap rang out in the sky, followed by a large cloud of blood mist staining the sky.

Below, Tian Lin and the others looked up helplessly at the lightning flashes and thunder roars in the sky.

The blood cloud grew larger, and the old man's voice shouted from the clouds:

"Xing Elder Brother, you have bitterly deceived us younger brothers. Xing Tongtian, you have bitterly deceived us sect families!"

"Crack" Another sound, and the old man's voice came to an abrupt halt.

There was a rustling noise as a torrential downpour of blood suddenly descended from the sky.

The rain washed away the sticky blood on the street, but the road became even redder.

Tian Lin used the rooftops to propel himself onto the Flying Boat where Zhuang Buzhou was.

He saw Zhuang Buzhou standing at the bow, unable to help himself, he sighed and said,

"What a heartless rain, drenching the lovelorn. I wonder what the Sect Leader will think when he hears the last words of the Han Family elder?"

Hearing this, Tian Lin looked at Zhuang Buzhou with a puzzled expression, the full extent of his questions went unasked.

He knew Zhuang Buzhou was usually taciturn, even if he was hiding any secrets, he would likely not share them.

Besides, sometimes knowing too many secrets is not necessarily a good thing.

"The Han Family has been annihilated, all return to the sect!"

The battle there had already ended, and Zhuang Buzhou shouted from atop the Flying Boat.

Soon, several Outer Disciples leaped aboard the Flying Boat.

The Second Steward took off his jacket, revealing a Soft armor of unknown quality inside, and couldn't help but ask Zhuang Buzhou, "There are still survivors in the town, why not kill them all?"

Zhuang Buzhou glanced at the Second Steward and said,

"Do you think these sect families are stupid? When they acted, they had already moved their capable disciples and direct relatives away from the sect. Those who truly remained in the town are mere expendable pawns meant to deceive the Yao Yue Sect. What's the use of killing these pawns?"

Hearing this, the Second Steward cursed, "It was you who said you wanted to kill so that not a chicken or dog would remain, and now it's you who are calling us back to the sect."

Zhuang Buzhou gave the Second Steward a glance and said,

"Fine, if you're so eager to kill members of the Han Family, when I return to the sect, I'll report to the sect and have them send you to Quzhou. Several disciples from the Han Family are now acting as Hall Masters in the Blood Sect at Quzhou. If you can kill them, that would be a great merit."

The Second Steward's face changed as he said, "I'll leave the Han Family members in Quzhou to my elder brother; I'm more suited for cultivating at Lianshui Peak."

The Flying Boat that was clean on the way here, was now covered in blood on the return journey.

It seemed that after a slaughter, the Outer Disciples on board became more lively.

Tian Lin looked at these Outer Disciples, recalling what Zhuang Buzhou had said earlier.

According to Zhuang Buzhou, those still remaining in the Yao Yue Sect's territory at this time were all expendable pawns from various families.

So not only were the people on this boat family outcasts, but they also personally had blood on their hands from their own families, uncertain of what they were feeling at this moment.

"Elder He, the Han Family has been wiped out, and Han Family Town can be renamed now."

As the Flying Boat ascended into the clouds, Elder He was seen sitting on his flying sword, but there was no sign of the corpse of the Han Family elder nearby.

"The Han Family has perished, you can return to the sect first. The sect's servant disciples are currently on their way, and the possessions of the Han Family will be brought back by them."

Elder He didn't even open his eyes, simply stating coldly.

Seeing the situation, Zhuang Buzhou saluted once more before immediately driving the Flying Boat towards the Yao Yue Sect.

Not long after, indeed, disciples handling miscellaneous tasks from the Yao Yue Sect could be seen emerging among the mountains.

The Second Steward frowned and said, "The Han Family must have hidden Magical Treasures or Spells, do you think these servant disciples might steal them?"

The Third Steward said, "They can't conceal Magical Treasures, but if it's Spells, they might very well memorize them quietly."

Someone heard and immediately said, "How can that be allowed? If these servant Disciples learn Spells, can they still be considered servant disciples? Won't they be on equal footing with us Outer Disciples and the sect families?"

"Heh, in the current territory of the Yao Yue Sect, what sect families do we even have?"

Qian Ping, who had been closing his eyes, opened them and laughed coldly, "Nowadays, we are also just Huahua Lang!"

As they discussed amongst themselves, Tian Lin went to the prow of the boat alone.

After thinking for a moment, Tian Lin said, "Other Spells are manageable. After all, it's difficult to cultivate without resources. But the Han Family colluded with the Blood Sect, and they must have had the methods of cultivating Blood True Qi hidden. If these methods are learned by the servant disciples—"

Zhuang Buzhou cut in coldly, "If the sect sent servant disciples, they must have their reasons. You and I are merely Outer Disciples, our duty is to obey and act accordingly."

Tian Lin promptly fell silent upon hearing this.

This excursion involved the disciples of the sect, and it could be said that the sect families were wiped out completely.

But after much thought, Tian Lin felt that on the surface, the Yao Yue Sect seemed determined to eradicate the Blood Sect.

Yet at the end, it showed a half-hearted effort, displaying no precaution against a possible resurgence of the Blood Sect.

"Xing Tongtian? What exactly did this Sect Leader deceive the old Han Head with? And what is this sect really trying to conjure up?"

Tian Lin remembered Xing Shanping once signing into the lodging, reprimanding Zhuang Buzhou for hiding in the Yao Yue Sect and refusing to go out to fight the enemy.

At that time, based on Zhuang Buzhou's displayed attitude of valuing his life, Tian Lin thought Zhuang Buzhou truly feared death.

Now it seems that Zhuang Buzhou's desire to live was real, but that's not necessarily the reason he stayed in the lodging and refused to go out to fight the Blood Sect.

He must know something, which is why he was unwilling to leave the sect to kill Blood Sect Devotees.

At this moment, the setting sun dyed the mountains red, and it was unclear whether it was the setting sun that tinted Han Family Town with a blood-like hue, or the bloody color of the town that made the evening clouds glow even redder.

The Flying Boat continuously crossed over countless mountaintops, and as the sun completely set and the sky grew dim, it finally descended above Baihua Peak.

Tian Lin still remembered what Elder Xiao had said, that upon his return to Baihua Peak, he would receive a reward.

Therefore, after disembarking from the Flying Boat, Tian Lin gave Zhuang Buzhou a cupped-fist salute, "Please credit me for the merit of this trip outside the sect, Brother Zhuang. I must go to Baihua Peak to see Elder Xiao, so I won't accompany you."

Zhuang Buzhou nodded and said, "When the time comes, tell me how many Devil Path disciples you've killed. I will verify it then."

Tian Lin knew Zhuang Buzhou would be busy at this time, so he did not linger.

He made a gesture of courtesy to a few Outer Disciples nearby and without waiting to see if they returned the gesture, he turned and made his way to Baihua Peak.