I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 36 - 34 Hometown, Bell-ringer (Please Follow)_2

Without knowing when, Han Li appeared beside Tian Lin, looking enviously at the cave hanging high in the sky and said, "It is said that the water in the Small Moon Pond is made of accumulated Water Spiritual Energy. Cultivating there for a day is equivalent to cultivating outside for a year."

After finishing his words, he didn’t wait for others to react and shouted, "Alright, everyone off work, no more sand washing allowed."

When working in the merchant’s mining site, only the Supervisor would urge people to start working.

But it was different here; the Supervisor seemed scared that the Water Spirit Ore might be washed away to depletion.

A group of people came ashore in high spirits, but soon started to curse one after another.

"What’s going on today? It’s already my third sieve, and I still haven’t found a coin’s worth of Water Spirit Ore."

However, someone said, "I was luckier, but I only got two coins’ worth of Water Spirit Ore."

They began to analyze, "Could it be that the Water Spirit Ore in the Moon Pond Cave is running low, so the yield of Water Spirit Ore in the mud and sand that comes out has decreased?"

Only Han Li stayed silent, staring at the cloth bag Tian Lin had given him;

According to the rules, the Water Spirit Ore sieved by the servant disciples of the mining school that day must be handed over to the Supervisor, and it was absolutely not allowed to be taken back to their residences.

Therefore, Tian Lin handed over the Water Spirit Ore he washed today to Han Li when leaving.

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Han Li flipped through it and found that the small handful of ’mud and sand’ Tian Lin had placed in the bag was all Water Spirit Ore.

These pieces of Water Spirit Ore weighed a total of five or six taels.

"Did you find all these Water Spirit Ore on the riverbed today?"

Han Li asked during lunch.

"My cultivation is not high enough, and I’m not skilled enough in searching, so I only found a few taels of Water Spirit Ore."

Hearing Tian Lin’s response, Han Li’s eyelids twitched and he opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing.

In the afternoon, Tian Lin went to work again.

The mud and sand in the river were obviously not as plentiful as in the morning; Tian Lin searched more carefully but still only found approximately four taels of Water Spirit Ore.

"It shouldn’t be so! If the Water Spirit Ore from the Moon Pond Cave were diminishing, we should have noticed it by now, right?"

One of the servant disciples threw his sieve and asked the others, "Fellows, how much did you guys sift today?"

Everyone’s face looked unpleasant, and one of them said, "No need to ask, I only got less than two coins’ worth today."

"That’s not bad, still better than Zhao Si, who got whipped by Xiao Yue. That whip will take him a few days to recover. Not only did he spend a good amount of Silver on medicine, but he also won’t be able to wash sand in the river for these few days."

The group was noisy and swearing, with only Han Li silently shaking his sieve.

By the time it was afternoon for their meal, he said to Tian Lin, "The people washing sand today are very resentful. If they knew you ’snatched’ their Water Spirit Ore, they would probably be very unhappy."

Tian Lin, nibbling on Mao’er Root, asked Han Li, "What about I share some Water Spirit Ore with Brother Han?"

Han Li’s expression shifted slightly, and he said, "I am not trying to get a benefit from you, just want you to understand, if you continue like this, it won’t be good for getting along with everyone in the future."

Tian Lin, with an expressionless face and not even lifting his head, replied, "I joined the Yao Yue Sect not to forge good relationships with everyone. Just like you said, Big Brother Han, I’m just a Huahua Lang; I came here to seek Immortality, not to eat, drink, and have fun with everyone."

After hearing what Tian Lin said, Han Li didn’t persuade him further, only saying, "Alright, tonight, I’ll take you up the Dao Seeking Mountain to ascend the Immortal Ladder."

——

’Dong~ Dong~’

The melodious sound of the bell rang, signaling the servant disciples of the mining school to start preparing oil lamps and candles.

Although today’s sand washing yield was not ideal, when everyone gathered around the gambling table, people became cheerful and lively.

Han Li and Tian Lin changed into a different set of clothes, each carrying a knife, ’stepping’ on the sounds of the bell as they descended the overhanging building.

Although Tian Lin followed closely behind Han Li, his gaze was fixed on Dao Seeking Mountain.

Under the setting sun, Dao Seeking Mountain was outlined in a golden hue, and Tian Lin saw again the figure under the pavilion at the peak of Dao Seeking Mountain, striking the bell.

"Did you also see that Bell-ringer?"

Han Li suddenly asked from the front. Seeing Tian Lin nod, he said, "The information I received is not certain, I only heard that the one striking the bell on the mountain is the Founder of our Yao Yue Sect!"

"Ancestor master?"

Tian Lin said in surprise, "Ringing the bell is a task that can be done by a servant disciple, why would he do it himself?"

Han Li, however, chuckled, "You are mistaken. Do you think the Immortal Ladder is easy to climb? Since the establishment of the Yao Yue Sect, it seems no one has been able to reach the summit of Dao Seeking Mountain. You usually see the Yao Yue Sect’s Flying Boats, which all detour around Dao Seeking Mountain—

The servant disciples in the sect say that it’s out of respect for the Ancestor Master on the mountain, therefore the Flying Boats shouldn’t fly over his head. But I have witnessed birds crossing the top of Dao Seeking Mountain explode into a puff of blood mist, their Divine Souls completely annihilated."

As the two were speaking, they had already reached the foot of Dao Seeking Mountain, and by then, the bell sounds had also stopped.

Pointing at the rugged mountain path, Han Li said: "There isn’t just one path to ascend Dao Seeking Mountain. But once you have reached halfway up the mountain, you must pass through the mountain gate arch and climb the Sky ladder to reach Dao Seeking Mountain."

Tian Lin realised that compared to other wilderness mountains, Dao Seeking Mountain was not higher than Moon Pond Mountain, nor steeper than Lianshui Peak.

But it had something different from other peaks, which was a unique sense of dead silence on Dao Seeking Mountain.

With the exception of the flora, there were no birdsong nor beast roars here, as if it were a lifeless artificial hill, and the surrounding vegetation seemed like plastic decorations painted with colors.

Neither of them spoke, as they followed the trail one after the other to the mountainside.

Before long, Tian Lin saw the familiar arch, and the cliff across from it.

He walked up to the arch and grabbed the iron chain entwined on top of the arch.

Just as he was about to snap the iron chain, Han Li said:

"Every year, there are plenty of Huahua Langs who come here, relying on the iron chains or logs to cross the chasm of Sky Gorge through this mountain gate. Those with good luck don’t climb the Immortal Ascension Ladder, but directly follow the path we took to reach the Yao Yue Sect and become servant disciples.

But most are not so fortunate, they think that as long as they climb these stone steps, they can enter the Yao Yue Sect. Yet, they do not know that this seemingly ordinary stone staircase, apart from the Ancestor Master, none of the past Sect Leaders have been able to reach the summit."

"Who named this Dao Seeking Mountain, and who ’created’ it?"

Tian Lin did not believe that the Immortal Ladder was a natural marvel, as the artificial carving marks on the ladder were just too obvious.

"It is said that the Ancestor Master made it—look at this mountain gate, these eight characters were also written by the Ancestor Master."

Tian Lin looked at the characters on the pillars on either side of the archway, which were indeed the eight characters ’仙凡永隔, 人鬼莫入’ (Forever separated from immortality, neither mortals nor ghosts may enter).

Initially, the old man had walked through these eight characters and ended up dead at the bottom of the stone steps.

However, the old man’s body had long since disappeared.

As Tian Lin’s gaze turned toward the stone steps, Han Li said to him:

"On these stone steps, after ninety-nine steps will appear the first platform, which is the Immortal Ladder for mortals; another ninety-nine steps and the second platform is for Qi Cultivation practitioners; the last platform is the Immortal Ladder of those of the Foundation Establishment level.

What we need to do now is to ascend to the first platform. However, one thing: do not be reckless and know when to retreat when it’s difficult. Because each level of stone steps harbors a killing intent!"

Tian Lin watched Han Li step onto the staircase, seeing him steadily advancing.

After a moment of thought, he too approached the stone steps and took his first step.

When he reached the first stone platform, the Han Li in front of him vanished, replaced by a little boy about six years old standing opposite him.

Tian Lin was perplexed, and when he saw the little boy charging at him with a dagger, he swung his long blade, and the boy’s body was severed.

With the death of the boy, Tian Lin found himself back on the stone steps.

However, Han Li above him had already climbed a dozen more steps and was gradually disappearing into the clouds and fog.

Tian Lin hesitated no longer and stepped onto the second stone step.

The scene on the second layer of stone steps changed again, and he found himself on a royal road.

A horseman was coming down the road, with a government officer at the lead who lashed his whip down at him.

Tian Lin raised his long blade once more, and the government officer fell to the ground, not getting up again.

The scene shifted again, this time Tian Lin found himself in a market courtyard.

He was in a combat arena, facing a strong man wielding a spear.

Tian Lin did not focus on the strong man but noticed the market archway behind him.

Looking at the characters on the archway, Tian Lin’s expression subtly shifted: "Isn’t this place, after all, ’my’ hometown."