I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 39 - 35: The Bell That Has Been Struck for a Thousand Years (Please Follow)_3

Tian Lin returned to his room and saw a person on the corridor with a cloth wrapped around his head, gloating:

"Brother Tian, now you’re in for it. There’s no reason you should keep profiting from your troubles while I, the unlucky one, can’t even find any Water Spirit Ore. Just you wait, in a couple of days my wounds will be healed, and I too can go Sand Washing in the river."

Tian Lin ignored Zhao Si, simply changed into clean clothes, put on his sword, and went straight to the kitchen.

He ordered two more dishes, packing up a total of four dishes using a food container borrowed from the kitchen.

He planned to spend the next half month cultivating Inner Strength using the Silver that Young Master Shang gave him.

Indeed, cultivating True Qi seemed to enhance combat ability, but with less than forty Silver Taels, how many Grass God Fish could he buy?

Moreover, he hadn’t found any food ingredient that could replenish earth, wood, or metal. Even if he did find them, he definitely couldn’t afford them.

Yet, forty Silver Taels were enough for him to indulge in cabbages and bamboo shoots every meal for a month.

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"Entering the Grandmaster Realm might not take a few days. But how long will it take to reach the first platform with Grandmaster Realm strength?"

Carrying his food container, Tian Lin went halfway up Dao Seeking Mountain, expecting everyone to be at work at this time, but to his surprise, someone had arrived before him with their food container.

It was a woman in green, young and pretty, appearing to be no older than twenty.

She sat cross-legged on a mat, using the food container as a temporary table, eating a type of fowl that Tian Lin couldn’t recognize, nibbling her meal in small bites.

Tian Lin’s gaze grew somewhat vacant, certain that his entries weren’t just a figment of imagination.

He glanced again at the meat on the woman’s food container and the entry popped up: [Inferior Grade Golden Winged Bird: A spirit beast containing Golden Spirit Qi, emits toxic mist, preys on humans, edible]

Tian Lin had searched the entire mining school’s kitchen and had not found ingredients containing gold, wood, or earth Spiritual Energy, but unexpectedly stumbled upon this so-called [Inferior Grade Golden Winged Bird] unintentionally.

He intended to ask the woman what exactly was this Inferior Grade Golden Winged Bird.

But recalling what Han Li had said about her being an Outer Disciple when they were descending the mountain yesterday, Tian Lin didn’t know her temperament and understood bothering her might not just result in a fight he couldn’t win but might even threaten his life.

After hesitating, Tian Lin decided not to approach her and carried his food container straight up the stone steps.

The woman in green, who was eating, finally looked up at Tian Lin’s back for a moment, her eyes lingering on his food container, then frowned slightly.

Perhaps Tian Lin’s arrival had disturbed her mealtime enjoyment. She packed her vegetables and the hardly-touched rice back into the food container, hid the container under a tree beside the path, then picked up her sword and briskly climbed the stone steps.

Now it was Tian Lin’s turn to watch the back of the woman in green.

He saw the woman in green take two steps at a time, scaling the tenth stone step in just three or four steps.

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After her figure disappeared, Tian Lin didn’t proceed but instead retreated, returning to the front of the mountain gate.

Looking around, he finally found the food container covered with felt cloth under the tree on the path.

Opening the container, a whiff of rice aroma wafted out.

Tian Lin thought for a moment, took a small piece of the fowl’s meat, and hid it in his chest. After returning the food container to its place, he carried his own container back up the stone steps.

The same scene as yesterday, the same people, Tian Lin cut his way through the steps with his blade until he reached the 56th step and stopped.

He felt confident that he could advance one more level, but out of caution, he chose not to take the risk.

He still vividly remembered the old man’s head falling to the ground, and though the layers of illusions on the steps seemed fake, a moment of carelessness could cost him his life.

Tian Lin sat down with his legs crossed on the 56th step slab when the sound of the Dao Bell rang out.

He looked up at the endless stone steps shrouded in mist. Although his vision was blocked, he was sure that at the peak’s pavilion, there must be someone, alive or dead, striking the bell.

"Is Ancestor Yue dead or alive? If alive, why hasn’t he come down the mountain in a thousand years? If dead, why would a Golden Core Ancestor climb the mountain to strike this bell for a thousand years?"

Unable to understand, Tian Lin simply opened his food container and took out all his dishes.

He had tossed about in an illusion before and had already mixed all the dishes in his food container.

Looking at the oily container, Tian Lin wasn’t picky.

He picked up a piece of ’Ruyi Fan Flower,’ which was supposed to be a vegetable but tasted tender like meat, completely lacking the flavor of cabbage.

Just for the taste, it was worth the price, not to mention that one piece could help him increase five years of power?

Tian Lin ate a slice and immediately began meditating. Despite the pressure of the stone steps, he could still feel the efficacy of the ’Ruyi Fan Flower’ slowly turning into his Inner Strength under the restraint of the stone steps.

His cultivation visibly advanced.