I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong

Tian Lin returned to Lianshui Peak, only to feel that Lianshui Peak had become all the more unfamiliar.

The once bustling mining school was now quite desolate.

Previously, there would always be people sitting on the railings of the bamboo corridor with wine, chatting idly, but now it was empty.

Fortunately, the lights were still on in the main house next to the stilted buildings. Though no longer filled with the sounds of dice being thrown, at least the dim light gave the mining school's 'ghost house' a touch of liveliness.

'Thump, thump, thump'

A sound like footsteps arose, and someone with a bowl of wine and walking with a crutch came out of the main house.

The person was startled, and Tian Lin couldn't help but froze too.

Looking at the fattened figure missing one leg and leaning on an iron crutch, Tian Lin almost didn't recognize the identity of the Second Steward: "Second senior brother? You—what happened?"

The Second Steward hadn't expected Tian Lin to appear either, his complexion changed, however, only his face was pale under the moonlight.

He coldly looked at Tian Lin and said: "What are you doing here? Isn't Quzhou supposed to be building a Daoist temple? So many people have gone there to try to accomplish something. Why aren't you going there to achieve something but instead running back here?"

He asked why twice in a row, clearly not wanting to see Tian Lin.

Tian Lin gave a cupped fist salute and said: "I'm unwilling to be a devotee of the Blood Sect and don't like anything about Quzhou's Daoist temple. I thought about it and still find Lianshui Peak the most comforting place to stay."

This was a lie; he had been 'chased away' from Baihua Peak.

But there was no need to share the truth with the Second Steward.

The Second Steward gave a cold snort, but his attitude seemed to have improved.

His tone was still cold, but he passed the bowl of wine in his hand and asked Tian Lin: "Do you want to come in for a drink? There's hardly an acquaintance left on Lianshui Peak now, truly boring."

Tian Lin detected his goodwill but politely declined: "I haven't been at Jiran Inn for a long time, and the house needs a good clean. I can't delay."

He changed the subject and asked the Second Steward: "How about third senior brother?"

"Now that you are an Inner Sect Disciple, how can we two be your seniors?"

The Second Steward habitually scoffed sarcastically but still responded to Tian Lin: "Yao Yue Sect has built a new Daoist temple, and not many people are willing to stay at Lianshui Peak.

The quota for Outer Disciples has also increased, and both he and I have become Outer Disciples. But he wanted to become an Inner Disciple, so he went to Quzhou."

At this point, he suddenly asked Tian Lin: "Mister Tian, when my great-grandfather came back to save someone, why did he only save Xing Shanping? Tell me, is Xing Shanping his real grandson?"

Tian Lin had been feeling somewhat nostalgic, but upon hearing these words, his face changed: "Senior brother, hold your tongue. If others heard this, I'm afraid the Law Enforcement Hall would not let it go."

But the Second Steward said: "I'm not afraid of them! They broke my leg, but they can't shut my mouth. I'm asking you, if Xing Shanping isn't my great-grandfather's real grandson, why would my great-grandfather possibly come to save him?"

Tian Lin dared not get entangled with the Second Steward anymore, lest the Second Steward speak more nonsense.

Behind Tian Lin, the Second Steward still did not give up and followed him with his crutch:

"Do you remember when Xing Shanping came to Lianshui Peak to catch Thirteen Niang? Aside from my eldest brother, no one has ever dared to be discourteous on Lianshui Peak. Yet, my great-grandfather easily let him off and even allowed him to take away Thirteen Niang—

At that time, I should have realized that Xing Shanping must be his real grandson. Otherwise, how could he have tolerated Xing Shanping's audacity?"

After all, he only had one leg, and since Tian Lin was determined to shake him off, the Second Steward quickly lost sight of Tian Lin.

Jiran Inn was indeed, just as Tian Lin mentioned, with cobwebs cornering the room fluttering in the wind.

There was a layer of dust accumulated in the room, and several brazen insects flew towards Tian Lin.

With a casual sweep of his hand, Tian Lin brushed off the insects and picked up a broom to begin cleaning.

"Xing Shanping, could he be Elder Liu's real grandson?"

"No, impossible. According to Elder Xiao, Xing Shanping is no longer Xing Shanping—

If Xing Shanping is not Xing Shanping, then who could he be?"

Thinking of the Heart Inquiry Ancestor, a chill ran down Tian Lin's spine.

He was unsure if any Cultivation Technique allowed one to occupy another's body.

But if someone who'd been dead for a thousand years were to suddenly come back to life, and this person had once been a Golden Core ancestor and was the figure venerated on altars in books—

"Has the soul of the Heart Inquiry Ancestor taken refuge in his eyeball?"

"If that's really the case, is there consciousness in both eyeballs?"

"If he has occupied Xing Shanping's body, would he come looking for his other eyeball?"

At this moment, Tian Lin understood what Elder Xiao feared.

Elder Xiao's fear was not just that the Heart Inquiry Ancestor would come knocking; if that were the case, Elder Xiao might not be particularly afraid. After all, even if the Heart Inquiry Ancestor was revived, he would still be limited by Xing Shanping's cultivation and remain a Qi Refining cultivator.

What Elder Xiao feared was that Tian Lin was no longer Tian Lin, that one day Tian Lin would become another person like Xing Shanping.

"Perhaps Elder Liu also had a similar experience, but at the time, he only had a twelfth-tier Qi Refining cultivation. How did he resist the eyeball and not let it enter his belly?

He has treasured this eyeball for about a hundred years, hasn't he? What has he done?"

Tian Lin did not suspect that Elder Liu's soul had been swapped by the Heart Inquiry Ancestor, but it was clear that Xing Shanping was not Xing Shanping.

With Xing Shanping's character, how could he agree to become the leader of the Heart Inquiry Sect?

At this moment, Tian Lin's mind was in turmoil; after cleaning the room, he went to bed early.

But he only slept for two hours, and when the Dao Bell of Dao Seeking Mountain rang, he greeted the morning sun and headed to Dao Seeking Mountain.

On the first flight of stairs on the ninety-fifth stone step, Tian Lin failed to see the figure of Old Gou.

Tian Lin sighed inwardly and hastened up the second flight of stairs.

Still at the thirty-first step of the Three Talents Pavilion, just as Tian Lin entered the illusion, he pulled out the Binding Immortal Rope from his Storage Bag:

"I just want to ask one thing, and then this Binding Immortal Rope will be yours."

The elder across from him rose incredulously, asking Tian Lin, "Where did you get this Binding Immortal Rope from?"

Tian Lin frowned, "Cut the crap, I'm asking you, is there any Cultivation Technique in this world that can occupy someone else's body and reincarnate through a corpse?"

The elder saw Tian Lin put the Binding Immortal Rope back into the Storage Bag, a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

But he still forced himself to calm down and sat down again across from Tian Lin, "You've said it yourself, 'reincarnate through a corpse' — if it's that, then of course it's the Xiangxi Sect's Soul Reincarnation Technique."

"Xiangxi Sect?"

Seeing Tian Lin's confusion, the elder explained, "Xiangxi Sect is no less than the Wendaos Sect, with a heritage lasting for who knows how many years. However, this sect rarely travels to the north, so ordinary people hardly see them."

After saying this, the elder added, "There are too many Divine Skills and Magic for occupying someone else's body, including the Body Seizing Divine Skills, which is different from reincarnating through a corpse."

"If there are so many of these Divine Skills as you mention, how come you're only talking about these two?"

The elder replied, "My knowledge is limited, what's so strange about that? Now, friend, it's your turn to say where you got your Binding Immortal Rope from."

Tian Lin did not waste words with the elder, and directly decapitated him with a sword.

Without waiting for his companion to react, Tian Lin's flying sword struck again.

Now at the Great Achievement Realm of the Cangming Swordsmanship, ordinary people with Heavenly Spirit Root or Dual Spirit Roots were nothing to him; he did not even need to use the Binding Immortal Rope to bother with them.

Having left the illusion, Tian Lin entered another illusion once more.

He placed the Binding Immortal Rope on the table, "I have a question for you, if you can satisfy me, this Binding Immortal Rope is yours."

The elder was horrified, and just as he was about to get up, Tian Lin's sword was already on his neck, forcing the elder to sit down.

The elder was furious, "What are you doing?"

Tian Lin did not bother with pleasantries, and directly asked, "Can the Zhou Family reincarnate through a corpse? Can they possess bodies?"

The elder was startled, and a cut appeared on his neck as Tian Lin's sword pressed slightly harder.

Now, he no longer cared about the Binding Immortal Rope; he only wanted to save his life under Tian Lin's sword, thus he immediately responded:

"The Zhou Family can't perform reincarnation through a corpse or the Body Seizing Technique. Both are Divine Skills, how could a Qi Refining family hold them?"

Tian Lin frowned slightly, then he shouted outside the tightly closed door: "Zhou Shoufan, how much longer do you plan to hide?"

Outside, a young man who looked very similar to Zhou Qing rushed in, holding a sword and pointing it directly at Tian Lin:

"Scoundrel, you still want to monopolize our Zhou Family's Magic?"

Tian Lin responded coldly: "I'm asking you, where did you learn your Divine Skills from?"

Zhou Shoufan said, "I don't have any Divine Skills now, but I will surely obtain Divine Skills in the future. When that time comes, I will make sure you neither live nor die."

Tian Lin laughed, "What you're saying is exactly the same as what your father said back then — he used to boast 'thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west' until someone shattered him with a palm strike.

You try to scare me with these words now; aren't you afraid that I'll uproot you completely?"

He continued, "Zhou Shoufan, the Divine Skills you talk about, you got them from Kun Lake, right?"

Zhou Shoufan, after all young, his face changed instantly upon hearing Tian Lin's words, and he asked, "How did you know?"

At that moment, the elder could not help but interject:

"Master Huang, in Kun Lake lies the tomb of the Nine-Life True Man. As I know, he lived through nine lifetimes, hence the title Nine-Life True Man.

If Master Huang wants to cultivate the Body Seizing Divine Skills, he may try his luck at Kun Lake. Master Huang, now that I've told you the answer, can you let me go?"

Upon hearing this, Tian Lin let go of the elder's hair, and his head immediately rolled to the ground.

Seeing this, the man's companion changed color, about to move forward when Tian Lin had already decapitated him with a sword.

When Tian Lin re-entered the illusion, he was still at the thirty-first step of the stone stairs illusion.

This time he didn't even take the Binding Immortal Rope; he simply placed the sword on the elder's neck, "Sir, I wish to inquire about the news of the Nine-Life True Man, can you tell me?"

The elder, clearly startled, inquired of Tian Lin, "What do you know?"

Tian Lin said with a smile, "Zhou Shoufan gave you the Zhou Family token, you promised to help him kill me — and that token is the key to the tomb of the Nine-Life True Man in Kun Lake.

I've said so much just to tell you, Elder You, don't play dumb."

The elder's face turned unsightly, grumbling, "I've already submitted the token. If you want the token, I'm afraid it's wishful thinking."

Tian Lin, with one hand holding the sword to Elder You's neck and the other lifting the elder's shirt, a token made of neither wood nor metal was clearly hanging inside the lining.

"I won't repeat myself, do you want to live or die?"

While Tian Lin spoke, blood was already drawn from Elder You's neck.

Although Elder You put on a tough facade, how could Tian Lin not know that Elder You is a man who fears death after so many dealings with him in the illusion?

Sure enough, before Tian Lin even applied much pressure, Elder You begged for mercy:

"Master Huang, let's talk this out. The token is indeed with me, and beneath the Zhou Family's Kun Lake is indeed the tomb of the Nine-Life True Man —

If Master Huang also wants to obtain the treasure of the Nine-Life True Man, why not join hands in the tomb and share the treasure together?"

Tian Lin said, "I know the tomb is extremely dangerous, and ordinary people who enter are more likely to die than not. I wonder, Elder You, do you have any way to safely take me in?"

Elder You was about to speak when the room was opened from the outside.

The juvenile Zhou Shoufan pointed his sword at Elder You: "You promised me you would help kill this scoundrel, and now you're going to betray me."

Immediately, the elder said to Tian Lin: "Master Huang, the Zhou Family are the Tomb Guardians of the Nine-Life True Man. They have the map to enter the tomb. Just capture this youngster, make him give up the map, then we can safely enter the tomb."