I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 105 95: Revisiting Dao Seeking Mountain (Seeking Subscriptions)

Tian Lin was not in a hurry to make his way to Baihua Peak, as he had not yet decided whether to stay or leave.

Furthermore, there were still more than two hours until dawn.

Elder Xiao was not like Elder Liu; they did not share a master-disciple bond, and Elder Xiao's temper was rather fiery. Tian Lin had no wish to invite Elder Xiao's displeasure.

As night fell, Tian Lin munched on the messenger bird's egg while heading for Dao Seeking Mountain.

When Old Man Gou saw Tian Lin arrive, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief, appearing much more relaxed.

Tian Lin ignored Old Man Gou and directly ascended to the tenth step of the second segment.

"Both you and I are at the fifth layer of Qi Refinement; to improve our cultivation now, we can only set our sights on other Qi Refiners—"

The familiar opening lines sounded. Tian Lin, to avoid disturbing the progression of the illusion, did not interrupt the red-robed cultivator to his right.

After the cultivator finished, Tian Lin recited deadpan: "Heart Inquiry Skill, his top-grade spell cultivated to the Minor Success Realm, how can we contend with him."

"What's there to fear? Zhou Qing is seriously injured. He might be fine on normal days, but how much strength can he muster now that he's injured?"

After the left-side red-robed cultivator finished speaking, Tian Lin was stunned.

He remembered that the lines weren't like this, probably because his own expressions and actions were different from the last time in the illusion, causing the dialogue of the red-robed cultivator on the left to change.

Thankfully, the change in lines did not affect the overall situation.

At this moment, the creaking of wagon wheels rose from the official road, accompanied by the clatter of horse hooves.

"They're here!"

The red-robed cultivator on the right finished speaking, and with a command of 'Go', the two swiftly pounced towards the official road.

Tian Lin then saw a red-robed cultivator swing his sword, subsequently causing both the driver and the horses to die one after the other.

He then saw another red-robed cultivator swing with force, and the dozens of strong men behind the carriage also fell dead one after the other.

During this process, Tian Lin saw a hole torn in the roof of the carriage. Right after, a young man flew out of the carriage and silently slipped into the neighboring woods like a light swallow.

The speed and fluidity of the young man's movements left Tian Lin in awe.

If he hadn't anticipated this and had been observing from the shadows, he would have been fooled just like the two red-robed cultivators engaged in battle.

"Watch your backs!"

Tian Lin witnessed Zhou Qing appearing and also saw him dive into the woods.

As he saw Zhou Qing ready to throw two black beads at the unsuspecting red-robed cultivators from the treetops, Tian Lin hurriedly shouted a warning.

The two red-robed cultivators, who were about to rush into the carriage, promptly retreated upon hearing Tian Lin's alert.

But the shorter red-robed cultivator was a step too slow. Before he could turn around, a black bead had already appeared beneath his feet.

With a 'boom', the shorter red-robed cultivator was instantly reduced to a cloud of blood mist.

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And though the taller red-robed cultivator was a step quicker, he was still caught in the blast of another bead, causing him to lose his lower half.

"Well done, Zhou Qing. As a servant disciple of the Wendaos Sect, your actions are so despicable. No wonder you were expelled from the sect!"

Despite losing his lower half and his intestines spilling out of his stomach, the red-robed cultivator fiercely tore a talisman paper from his garment, prepared to die together with Zhou Qing.

It was a pity, he knew Zhou Qing was hiding in the woods, but he could not pinpoint his location.

Zhou Qing, hidden within the woods, also kept to his concealment, obviously waiting for the red-robed cultivator to die from his severe injuries.

At this time, Tian Lin found himself in a rather awkward situation; he did not know how many beads Zhou Qing still had.

Afraid of being blown to pieces if he revealed himself, yet unwilling to just leave directly.

Eventually, the red-robed cultivator on the official road seemed to be unable to hold on any longer and roared:

"Old Huang, are you waiting for me to die to use my body to refine Blood Pills? Why won't you come save me?"

These words only hastened Tian Lin's steps to escape.

Without hesitation, Tian Lin turned and fled.

The Wind Walking Skill at the Perfect level might not be a top-grade spell, but it was enough to make Tian Lin proud among Qi Refiners.

It wasn't long before he heard a thunderous noise rise from the official road.

Tian Lin guessed that the tall red-robed cultivator had detonated the talisman paper in his hand.

But he had not yet left the illusion, which meant that Zhou Qing was still very much alive.

Silence enveloped the woods, and after waiting for over an hour, Tian Lin finally turned back the way he came.

His Wind Walking Skill was silent, and soon he saw the location of the official road.

Hiding atop a treetop, Tian Lin was surprised to find Zhou Qing's body next to the taller cultivator.

Now that he was within the illusion, Tian Lin was certain that the Zhou Qing on the official road was feigning death to lure him out!

He did not know why Zhou Qing was spending so much time to lure him out, but he knew that the longer this went on, the more embarrassing it would be for Zhou Qing.

After another half an hour, the Zhou Qing on the ground finally couldn't endure any longer.

He sat up quickly, casting wary glances around.

Tian Lin did not reveal himself for an attack, as he was not confident in delivering a fatal blow.

"Your endurance seems to be greater than your cultivation. Knowing that Zhou is severely injured and in peril, yet you dare not strike. Such a coward, hiding in ambush for me?"

No matter how Zhou Qing taunted, Tian Lin remained hidden in the treetops.

At last, unable to bear it any longer, Zhou Qing clutched his abdomen and vanished from the official road.

Tian Lin did not pursue.

After half an hour, he saw Zhou Qing staggeringly reappear on the official road.

Tian Lin was taken aback; he hadn't expected Zhou Qing's escape to be a ruse, with the intention still to draw him out.

Finally, Zhou Qing seemed to be sure the enemy had gone far away, and then he boldly left.

Tian Lin waited in the forest for several hours, but this time he did not see Zhou Qing return.

But he was not in a hurry, because he knew that Zhou Qing would have to come back sooner or later.

Taking advantage of this time, Tian Lin went onto the official road and began to concoct Spiritual Liquids.

Convinced that he could not advance his cultivation to the seventh level of Qi Refinement, he only consumed Water Spiritual Liquid and Gold Spirit Liquid.

After the acupuncture points of the seventh meridian were filled with the energies of gold and water, Tian Lin looked at the sky and stopped being greedy for further cultivation practice.

Finally, a sound of wind came from afar.

Zhou Qing, with his chest exposed and his intestines hanging about, smashed through the dangerous traps Tian Lin had set along the way and rushed toward Tian Lin at high speed.

Tian Lin retreated while launching attacks with his Bright Sun Finger.

His Wind Walking Skill made his steps incredibly fast, and Zhou Qing could not catch up at all.

On top of that, Zhou Qing's injuries were even more severe than the last time in the illusion, and it was clear that his True Qi was completely exhausted.

The two of them chased and fled, and after an unknown amount of time, the scene in front of Tian Lin suddenly changed.

When he opened his eyes again, he was on Dao Seeking Mountain.

"Did I wear him out to death? It seems that Zhou Qing's weakness is quite obvious."

Tian Lin sighed in relief and thought about it. He went to the fourth level of the stairs to slay [Flying Dragons] to replenish Fire Spiritual Energy and restore his True Qi, then he entered the tenth level of the stairs again.

After that, he entered the illusion more than ten times and finally broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refinement.

Throughout these experiences, Tian Lin not only gained a clear understanding but also gained substantial knowledge of Zhou Qing's combat strength and character.

Seeing that it was about to dawn, Tian Lin decided to enter the tenth level of the stairs one more time.

"You and I are both cultivators at the fifth level of Qi Refinement—"

The familiar opening line rang out, and Tian Lin glanced at the red-robed cultivator to his right, not letting him finish his words and saying:

"It's better to guard one side than both sides. This way, when Zhou Qing comes, we strike at the same time and have him caught in a pincer attack."

Although the red-robed cultivator was interrupted, he was not angry; instead, he said, "Good for you, Lao Huang, studying military strategies on top of your cultivation."

Tian Lin said: "You two just stay here, and I'll go to the other side to watch over Zhou Qing."

Having finished speaking, Tian Lin's figure soared onto the official road.

Then in a flash, he appeared in the thorny forest on the other side.

After a short while, the sound of carriage wheels arose on the official road.

The two red-robed cultivators signaled to Tian Lin, but just as they were about to make their move, Tian Lin suddenly shouted from the treetops to the official road: "Young Master Zhou, be careful, there is an ambush in the forest!"

As soon as he spoke, the carriage canopy burst open, and Zhou Qing, sword in hand, was standing on the canopy and immediately spotted the two red-robed cultivators.

The complexions of the two red-robed cultivators changed, and they stood up and cursed: "Damn it, Lao Huang, are you trying to get yourself killed?"

As the words fell, an explosion sounded beneath their feet.

Needless to say, those two red-robed cultivators were dead beyond dead.

Tian Lin did not expect the two red-robed cultivators to die so quickly, which made his own contribution seem insignificant.

Faced with the wariness of a dozen pairs of eyes on the official road, Tian Lin bowed to Zhou Qing:

"As Huahua Lang who was captured from the Yulong Continent, I could not bear to abet tyranny, and so I spoke out to warn you. If Young Master Zhou is wary of me being from the Blood Sect, it would be understandable to kill me right now."

Zhou Qing did not trust Tian Lin, who said:

"Since fellow Daoist is aware that you belong to the Blood Sect, you should know that I, Zhou, have always been quick to draw my sword against Blood Sect Devotees."

"I did consume the Blood Pill, but I have never personally killed anyone for Alchemy. If Young Master Zhou considers someone like me, who was forced to join the Blood Sect, to be guilty, then Huang has nothing more to say and will take my leave."

Tian Lin bowed and turned to leave.

As expected by Tian Lin, Zhou Qing suddenly said: "Wait, you did save me, how could I commit such an ungrateful and disloyal act on a whim?"

Tian Lin turned around and said: "Does this mean Young Master Zhou does not disdain me for being a devotee of the Blood Sect, and will not kill me for consuming the Blood Pill?"

Zhou Qing sheathed his sword and stood on the canopy with a melancholic expression:

"I have been expelled from my sect, bringing shame to the entire Zhou Family. Now, I am only scorned by others; how could I have the face to scorn anyone else?"

After he spoke, the driver could not help but say: "Young Master, your blood is dripping onto my face, please get back into the carriage."

But Zhou Qing was not in a rush to return to the carriage; instead, he gestured to Tian Lin:

"If fellow Daoist is not afraid of being betrayed by me, why not visit my humble abode for a drink together?"

Upon hearing this, Tian Lin finally floated from the forest and appeared on the official road.

He bowed to the other men, and then to Zhou Qing, and indeed entered Zhou Qing's carriage.

Inside the carriage, several spell books were laid out.

Tian Lin waited for Zhou Qing to put the books back into his Storage Bag, his eyes suddenly fixed on a stone carving of a mountain on the carriage table.

He couldn't help but point to the mountain-shaped stone carving on the table and asked: "May I inquire, fellow Daoist Zhou, what mountain is this?"

Zhou Qing was taken aback, picked up the mountain-shaped stone carving, and held it in his hands.

There was a trace of reluctance on his face, and he said with a bitter smile:

"This is Dao Seeking Mountain of my Immortal Gate Wendaos Sect, where there is an Immortal Ladder, a place for Inner Sect Disciples and True Disciples to cultivate."

Tian Lin looked at the miniature mountain in the stone carving, which seemed very familiar to him.

He couldn't help but say: "This mountain, have you ascended it, fellow Daoist?"

Zhou Qing replied, "I'm just a cultivator at the level of Qi Refinement, merely a disciple sweeping the gates at the foot of Dao Seeking Mountain, how could I possibly be qualified to ascend the Immortal Ladder?"