I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 37 - 35: The Bell That Has Been Struck for a Thousand Years (Please Follow)

His previous self had left his hometown for several years and could no longer remember what it looked like.

But Tian Lin still found this infrequent but fresh in memory market from his predecessor’s recollections: Qingyun Town.

Tian Lin didn’t know why Qingyun Town would appear in the illusion of these stone steps, but there was no time for him to think more at the moment.

For the man opposite had already thrust his spear toward his face.

"This is a man trained in martial arts!"

Tian Lin thought as such, his hand deflecting the incoming spear with his knife and simultaneously chopping toward the man’s head.

The illusion vanished, and he continued to ascend the steps.

Finally, after reaching the fifty-sixth step, Tian Lin had to halt his pace.

From the fiftieth step upward, the people who appeared in the illusion were no longer ordinary Martial Artists, but true third-rate experts.

With his first-rate Martial Realm strength, opponents in the third-rate Martial Realm were normally nothing to be afraid of.

However, he noticed that from the twentieth step onwards, each level of stones would double the suppression on his Inner Strength.

His originally smoothly flowing Inner Strength became sluggish and awkward to use.

By the time he reached the fortieth level, without even circulating his Inner Strength, the steps exerted pressure on both his body and Inner Strength.

"This stone staircase is not only for practicing combat skills, but its greater purpose is to aid in meditation. Newcomer, don’t forsake the essentials for the trivial."

A voice sounded, and Tian Lin vigilantly looked up at the stone steps.

He saw a white-robed young man walking leisurely down from around the sixtieth step.

He wore a smile on his lips, a sword held in his hand.

As the white-robed youth approached, an alarm bell rang in Tian Lin’s mind. He quickly retreated several steps back to the fifty-sixth level, until he reached the edge of the Immortal Ladder.

Seeing this, the white-robed youth laughed and said:

"Don’t worry about me attacking you; it doesn’t benefit me. You’re the newcomer with Han Li, right? I’m a Sword Peak Disciple, the Supervisor responsible for the sect’s sword forging. When you have the chance, come find me at Sword Peak to hang out."

He indeed didn’t make a move against Tian Lin but rather cordially cupped his hands and took his leave.

Watching the white-robed youth descend the steps, Tian Lin shifted his focus and tried to sit cross-legged on the narrow stone steps to meditate.

As the white-robed youth had said, sitting here for meditation, although the Inner Strength circulated slowly and awkwardly, with each successful cycle, it felt slightly more refined.

"Han Li had me come here to practice martial arts, this was his intention!"

Tian Lin realized, not knowing how long he had been meditating until a voice beside him said, "Let’s go, cultivation is not achieved overnight. Go back and get some sleep, come back tomorrow."

Tian Lin opened his eyes, only to find Han Li standing next to him.

He then got up and followed Han Li, having to break an illusion with each step as they made their way down the steps.

Such a ’descent’ took more than half an hour.

"How does it feel, cultivating on the Immortal Ladder? Don’t you think it’s different from other places?"

Han Li had been waiting at the archway for Tian Lin for who knows how long, now smilingly asking him.

Tian Lin nodded: "Although I don’t feel my Inner Strength has significantly improved, it’s now smoother to operate than usual."

Han Li said, "The distance between Grandmasters can sometimes be greater than the distance between Grandmasters and an ordinary person. To reach the top of the first platform purely with Inner Strength is akin to a mortal resisting a Qi Cultivation first-level Cultivator."

Tian Lin exclaimed in surprise, "Is there really such a person?"

"Perhaps there is, but we haven’t seen a servant disciple reach the first layer of the stone platform. If there really were a servant disciple who could ascend the stone platform with Inner Strength, people from all peaks would gladly take such a person as an Outer Disciple."

Tian Lin felt a stir in his heart; he believed it wasn’t impossible for him.

For now, he couldn’t find ingredients that replenished gold, wood, and earth Spiritual Energy.

But there were many ingredients within the Yao Yue Sect that could replenish Inner Strength and each was better than the Soul Burying Flower in effect.

"Tomorrow, I’ll come back tomorrow."

Han Li had said, to practice the ’Five Elements Foundation Establishment Method’ openly and legitimately, you either have to be favored by Elder Liu or become an Outer Disciple.

Gaining the Elder Liu’s favor was tempting for Tian Lin, so he would not have to worry about Young Master Shang’s threats anymore.

And becoming an Outer Disciple, Tian Lin saw an opportunity to compete with Young Master Shang.

Cultivation isn’t easy; it’s hard to find proper ingredients momentarily.

Yet, advancing in cultivation to the Grandmaster Realm wasn’t a tall order for him.

The two walked down the mountain path, relying on the moonlight to make their way to the foot of the mountain.

Just as they came out of the woods, they saw a woman with a sword disappear into the forest in several bounds.

Han Li admired, "She moves like a darting rabbit, that’s a Cultivator. I wonder when we will obtain Immortal Law and be able to cultivate True Qi?"

Returning to their dwelling in the mining school, they did not worry about disturbing others.

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Because when they returned, most of the servant disciples were still throwing dice and drinking shoulder to shoulder at the gambling table.

Seeing Han Li, someone called out, "Boss Han, went to the Immortal Ascension Ladder again?"

Han Li ignored them, and the person then looked at Tian Lin and said, "Brother Tian, is it boring to climb the Immortal Ladder? That’s just a decoration placed there by the immortal gate. I’ve never heard of a servant disciple ever climbing it."

Tian Lin also ignored the person and went back to his own room to rest.

The next morning, Han Li didn’t call Tian Lin to wake up.

But when the quails cried, Tian Lin was already running out of the house.

Several servant disciples who saw Tian Lin chuckled, "Little guy, train for a few more months before you try to compete with us in speed."

While speaking, those servant disciples had already flipped over the bamboo veranda and were down by the riverside.