I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 235 - 199: The Immortal Sword Discarded Like Worn-out Shoes

Only Tian Lin stayed on his ferry, sending Yu'er and Cui'er to the flag-studded ship alone.

On the deck of Mei Immortal's ship, she and her maid glanced at Tian Lin.

Mei Immortal recalled that Zhai Xingzi too had sailed the sea on this ferry, and couldn't help but snort coldly when she saw Tian Lin.

She didn't hate indiscriminately; instead, standing at the bow, she looked down upon them and said:

"The Golden Core cultivators of our Shuiyun Sect have already figured out that the wandering souls of the Immortal Sinking Pond are not endless. As you eliminate one, there's one less. The same goes for the Night Patrol Deities; kill one, and there's one fewer.

So, discard any thoughts of fleeing and focus on slaying more wandering evil spirits. Maybe in the end, with the soul-gathering pearls you've accumulated, you can get something from us that you couldn't even buy with Spirit Stones."

Hearing Mei Immortal's words, many turned their gaze towards Tian Lin.

The soul-gathering pearls they had earned over the past two days were one-third plundered by Tian Lin.

But thinking that the wandering souls above the Immortal Sinking Pond were not infinite, they were filled with anticipation for the future, and their spirits lifted.

On the other hand, Mei Immortal rolled up the big flag, and gradually, wandering souls began to drift out of the dense fog.

During this time, Foundation Establishment Cultivators had become accustomed to killing evil spirits. So, when faced with a myriad of wandering souls, no one panicked.

At this moment, Tian Lin stood at the bow of the ferry, extended the bamboo pole into the sea, and with one push, the vessel shot forward by ten feet.

He imitated Zhai Xingzi, addressing the group of wandering souls, "Would you like to get on the boat?"

Those wandering souls, lacking intelligence or copper coins, why would they pay attention to Tian Lin?

Instead, because of the ferry's influence, the wandering souls did not attack Tian Lin.

Tian Lin felt the bamboo pole suddenly grow heavy, and from his feet surged a power that infused his entire body.

In an instant, through the connection of his waist tablet, he formed a bond with the ferry beneath his feet and the bamboo pole in his hand; they seemed to merge as one.

With a 'whoosh,' Tian Lin thrust the bamboo pole towards the wandering souls in front of him.

Those few souls, without any resistance, were dispersed by the thrust of Tian Lin's bamboo pole.

This scene surprised not only others but even Tian Lin himself.

That single thrust from him, with its angle and force perfectly controlled, was as if with a technique refined to perfection, a light strike could unleash a devastating power that could shatter the heavens and split the earth.

Not only was it impossible to find a fault in it, but it also left no room to evade.

"What kind of Divine Skill is this?"

Even though Tian Lin was the killer, and he was the one who acted, he himself found it absurd.

All he knew was, whenever he lifted the bamboo pole, his True Qi and Spiritual Sense would be absorbed by the pole.

Once he thrust the bamboo pole, it would unleash an irresistible power.

"Has Tian become the Ferryman?"

"Isn't the Ferryman an Evil Spirit?"

These people had seen Tian Lin on his ferry all along, but never imagined that he would become the Ferryman.

Only Mei Immortal on the large ship maintained her composure. Furrowing her brows, she scolded, "Enough, focus on your own tasks. Do you think there are too few wandering souls for you to kill?"

Everyone tensed up and began to autonomously collect Residual Souls.

Tian Lin, intending to exploit the ferry's power, did not stay at the defense line but pushed the boat towards the distant sea.

After becoming the Ferryman, he discovered that neither wandering souls nor Night Wanderers would attack him on the sea.

Thus, he virtually harvested in his way, rowing towards the heart of the distant sea.

This slaughter filled Tian Lin's Storage Bag with soul-gathering pearls the size of eggs, exuding chill.

Moreover, the wooden tablet on Tian Lin's waist began to resemble Zhai Xingzi's, with a faint red outline.

"This wooden tablet can devour each other and can grow by slaying evil spirits or other creatures. Just not sure, what will it look like when the tablet fully turns red?"

As far as Tian Lin knew, with the wooden tablet he now wore, he could effortlessly kill Night Wanderers simply by virtue of his identity as the Ferryman.

As for encountering mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, Tian Lin also possessed a certain degree of combat power.

If the plaque turned completely red, Tian Lin guessed that even if he met a Golden Core Expert, he might not be without the ability to kill a Golden Core cultivator.

However, to turn the plaque completely red, who knows how many Evil Spirits had to be killed.

This difficulty was not necessarily easier than cultivating to Golden Core Cultivation normally.

"The progress speed of the ferry seems off."

About an hour later, Tian Lin couldn't help but turn his head to look behind him.

Because Immortal Sinking Pond was shrouded in heavy fog, even Foundation Establishment Cultivators found it hard to see the surroundings within two zhang with their Spiritual Sense.

Tian Lin's Spiritual Sense was extraordinary, but similarly, he could not see very far.

He leaped up from the ferry, already having passed above the heavy fog of Immortal Sinking Pond.

But even after leaving the fog, he still could not see Pingyang City beneath the vast night sky.

"Is it because of this heavy fog?"

Tian Lin once again used the bamboo pole to lightly push the boat along, and the thick fog around him quickly receded.

If he hadn't been observing carefully, he never would have realized that every time he pushed the boat, it moved quite a distance.

After all, the scenery above Immortal Sinking Pond was consistent, and without careful attention, it would be extremely difficult to detect one's own movement.

"This is already the southernmost part of Immortal Sinking Pond, almost bordering the ordinary sea area. The fog comes drifting from the ordinary sea area, but strangely, there are no roaming souls here."

"Perhaps, just as Mei Immortal said, the roaming souls of Immortal Sinking Pond are limited in number. As long as all the roaming souls on the surface of the pond are killed, no new ones should appear from the southern Endless Sea."

At this moment, Tian Lin already had the intention to turn back. He turned the bow of the boat around to start the return journey, but in just a few moments, a raft appeared from the distant fog.

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Tian Lin looked at the raft, and cupped his hands in a salute to the girl and the old man on it.

He recognized the blindfolded, blind-eyed girl, as well as the old man paddling the raft.

The blindfolded girl was unimportant, but the old man paddling the raft looked at Tian Lin's ferry with a somewhat surprised look, tinged with curiosity.

However, neither of them spoke and instead looked towards the sea surface beneath the raft.

With a thought, Tian Lin also looked towards the water.

He saw dark currents surging underneath the sea, and soon a Sword Qi flew out from beneath the surface, instantly slicing through half of a water stream.

Accompanied by the splashing waves, Tian Lin finally saw the naked Jian Jue emerge from underneath the sea.

When he landed on the raft, he had already changed into a clean set of clothes.

He wasn't in a hurry to look at Tian Lin, instead, he turned to the old man paddling the boat and said, "The Sword Qi from the Immortal Sword is really something. When compared with it, I still fall short."

The old man hurriedly asked Jian Jue, "Young Master, did you find the Immortal Sword?"

"I've been busy for half a month, and I seem to have a target now."

Suddenly, Jian Jue turned to look towards Tian Lin in the distance and asked, "Have we met before?"

Tian Lin cupped his hands and replied, "I am a stranger to you, sir."

Jian Jue said, "Strangers we may be, but it's not like we haven't met before. You disguised yourself last time, and although you may fool me, you cannot deceive my sword's heart."

Tian Lin did not know what he meant by 'sword's heart,' but was aware that his disguise had indeed been exposed, so he did not deny it.

"Do you still want to kill me, Young Master Jian Jue?"

After asking, Tian Lin gripped the bamboo pole in his hand more tightly.

It seemed that Jian Jue sensed Tian Lin's intent to fight, as the blindfolded girl beside him also reached for the sword at her waist.

While Tian Lin and the blindfolded girl were on the edge of an altercation, Jian Jue chuckled,

"At that time, I wanted to kill you for Spirit Stones. Now that the Ninth Aunt from the Tong Family has been taken away, there are no Spirit Stones to be gained by killing you."

Hearing this, Tian Lin did not let down his guard, but replied, "As an immortal disciple of the Sword Sect, would you lack Spirit Stones, Young Master Jian Jue?"

"I only have a Sword Slave, a maid, a sword, and myself; how could I not be short of Spirit Stones? Fortunately, during this half month, I've picked up a few treasures from the sea bed of Immortal Sinking Pond, so I'm not in urgent need of Spirit Stones for now."

Having said this, he turned back to the man rowing the boat, "Let's make our way home and check out the North Wilderness."

The old man didn't ask further questions and turned the raft around to leave.

On the raft, the girl with narrowing eyes asked Jian Jue, "Young Master, are you no longer seeking the Immortal Sword?"

"The Immortal Sword is fine, but it does not align with my Sword Dao; moreover, if the Nine-Life True Man has no use for a sword, why would I bother to collect it?

Rather than that, I should look elsewhere for the finest sword that suits me — the best sword in this world."

No sooner had they said this, the master and servants left without staying for a moment.

Looking at the backs of the three of them, Tian Lin was somewhat at a loss for words for a while.

Jian Jue seemed somewhat aloof, not even valuing the Immortal Sword.

Tian Lin wasn't sure if it was just Jian Jue's personal demeanor, or if all the disciples of the Sword Sect were like that.

He soon thought of what Jian Jue said, that the Immortal Sword underneath Immortal Sinking Pond was disdained by the Nine-Life True Man.

According to this statement, had the Nine-Life True Man once gotten his hands on an Immortal Sword but chose not to take it away?

So, if Nine-Life True Man once found the Immortal Sword, what about the other Nascent Soul Experts from the Immortal Gates?