I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 64 - 59: Xing Shanping (Please Follow)

Tian Lin did not know what the other servant disciples of Beasts Mountain were like, but Wang Xing was indeed gracefully dressed in white.

He carried a bundle on his back, holding a dog in his arms, slowly stepping up the stairs from below.

Tian Lin noticed that as soon as Wang Xing appeared, Bitter Old Man and Auntie Zhu, who were originally meditating, both hastily made way for him.

Only Bai Ye on the ninety-eighth step reached out hand towards the saber at his waist, his gaze towards Wang Xing held a restrained hatred.

Wang Xing had a face as fair as jade, and he glanced at the hand that Bai Ye had placed on his saber, a hint of scorn on the corners of his mouth.

Fortunately, Tian Lin quickly got up from the platform and greeted him with a smile: "Is it Brother Wang?"

Hearing Tian Lin greet him, Wang Xing’s gaze shifted away from Bai Ye.

He resumed his image of a dashing gentleman, stepping up to the platform and returning Tian Lin’s greeting: "I heard from Miss Shang that you, Brother Tian, wish to cultivate the Wind Walking Skill, so I have brought my family’s Wind Walking Skill with me."

"I am ashamed to have troubled Brother Wang to deliver the book personally," said Tian Lin.

Wang Xing, however, shook his head: "As it is a family’s Cultivation Technique and also considered a mid-grade spell, it can only be imparted orally and committed to heart, and cannot be entrusted to another by hand."

After finishing his words, he suddenly turned his head to look at Bai Ye and the others on the stone stairs, and scolded sharply: "The law does not spread to the uninitiated; are you trying to force me to kill someone?"

Auntie Zhu and Bitter Old Man stepped aside, but Bai Ye had already drawn his saber.

Seeing that Wang Xing was about to take action, Tian Lin quickly said to Bai Ye: "Brother Bai, give me some face. If there has been any offense, I will apologize to you in the future."

Bai Ye sheathed his saber, glanced at Wang Xing, then turned and went down the stairs.

Now from the eightieth step upward to the first segment, up another ten steps to the second segment, the stairs were devoid of people.

As Wang Xing stroked the black dog in his arms, he turned to Tian Lin and said:

"Brother Tian, you have just achieved the rank of a Qi Refiner and still carry the mindset of a mortal, not understanding the eternal separation between cultivators and mortals, nor the principle that high and low status are distinct."

Tian Lin replied with confusion: "Brother, where does this statement originate from?"

Wang Xing spoke: "Cultivators live long lives, with a hundred years passing like a fleeting dream. While mortals live short lives, a lifespan of sixty years already turns them to dry bones in their tombs; cultivators seek the Dao in the wilderness of stars. Mortals, on the other hand, toil for sustenance in fields and gardens. The moment a Cultivator attains the Dao, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Mortals, in the end, rely on the protection of Cultivators, attaching themselves to them like vines for their entire lives…"

He said all of this fluently, his face flushed with excitement.

Finally, he let out a breath of stale air, and began to instruct Tian Lin:

"Therefore, now that you, Brother Tian, have become a Cultivator, you must learn to leave the secular world behind and cut off ties to the mundane. This is what is meant by the eternal separation between cultivators and mortals!"

"Is that the meaning behind the ancestral master’s teaching of eternal separation between cultivators and mortals?"

Tian Lin appeared to be enlightened, but then he changed the subject and asked Wang Xing: "I see Brother has brought a bundle, does the sect have another mission for you?"

"Sort of—perhaps it won’t be long before you and I will meet again, Brother."

His smile was somewhat forced, his mood no longer as cheerful as before.

He then took out a piece of paper from his embrace and handed it to Tian Lin:

"This is my family’s Wind Walking Skill, a mid-grade technique obtained by my ancestor from a Cultivator from Cangzhou. Brother, now recount it by heart. Once you have memorized it, immediately destroy it—

There’s one thing I must tell you: I am imparting this technique to you in consideration of Miss Shang’s request. This has already violated the rules of the Wang Family. Hence, Brother Tian, you must not pass on this technique to anyone else."

His last words were uttered with a stern tone. Tian Lin’s expression sobered, and he immediately promised.

In fact, the Wind Walking Skill was only a few hundred words long but to avoid any mistakes, Tian Lin spent two hours until he could recite the technique fluently backward before daring to burn the slip of paper.

At this moment, the moon shone brightly with sparse stars, and Wang Xing, seeing that Tian Lin had memorized the technique, spoke up:

"This time my visit to Dao Seeking Mountain has two purposes. One is to pass on the technique to Brother Tian, and the other is to ask Brother Tian to deliver ’Little Black’ to Miss Shang."

Tian Lin stretched out his hand to receive the fluffy little dog which, despite its ferociousness, bit into Tian Lin’s arm.

Yet it was too small and not a spirit beast, so it couldn’t bite through Tian Lin’s flesh.

[Giant spirit beast cub, not yet matured, has some efficacy in strengthening the body, an excellent nourishing item for Martial Artists]

"Why didn’t Brother Wang personally hand it over to Thirteen Niang?"

Tian Lin’s gaze shifted from the little black dog to listen to Wang Xing:

"I have to leave the sect before dawn and won’t have time to bid farewell to Thirteen Niang."

Wang Xing patted the dog in Tian Lin’s arms, and after speaking, he made a fist and palm salute to Tian Lin: "I would be very grateful if Brother Tian, please remember to deliver Little Black to Thirteen Niang tomorrow."

Saying so, he left. By the time Tian Lin caught up, he had already descended Dao Seeking Mountain and crossed over Sky Gorge to the opposite cliff.

Tian Lin watched Wang Xing’s retreating figure disappear in the sect entrance, then turned to look back at Bai Ye.

Hearing Bai Ye laugh coldly: "He is running away."

Tian Lin also had this intuition but still asked: "Brother Bai, what are you trying to say?"

Bai Ye, watching the little black dog in Tian Lin’s arms, said:

"He usually never parts from this black dog, and dotes on it to the point of madness. If it weren’t for an emergency, how could he entrust it to someone he hardly knows like you?"

Tian Lin did not tell Bai Ye that the dog was to be delivered to Thirteen Niang by Wang Xing.

But Bai Ye was right about one thing: there was no need for him to do such a delivery if Wang Xing intended to return; there was really no need to give away Little Black.

"The sect is conducting a search for the Blood Sect, and he is fleeing now, you tell me—"

Before Bai Ye could finish, Tian Lin interrupted: "Brother Bai, no more. Such matters, if we didn’t know before, we still don’t know, and it’s not good to speculate blindly."

"What’s not good to speculate on?"

Down the mountain path, a clear resonant voice came through.

Although Tian Lin did not see the newcomer, he already recognized the person’s identity and quickly turned around to say: "Tian Lin pays respects to Elder Xing."

Indeed, the person climbing the mountain was Xing Shanping in white robes.

Xing Shanping gave Tian Lin and Bai Ye a cold look and said, "It seems you both recognize me, so there’s no need for me to show my waist token. Tell me, have you seen Wang Xing?"

It was impossible to lie about this matter, and Tian Lin said:

"Brother Wang has already left. He asked me to deliver this little dog to Thirteenth Lady at Lianshui Peak; just now, Brother Bai reminded me that this Brother Wang might be from the Blood Sect."

Xing Shanping stretched out his hand and said to Tian Lin, "Hand over the little black dog to me."

However, Tian Lin said, "It’s hard to say whether Brother Wang is from the Blood Sect or not, but since I promised to deliver the little black dog to Thirteenth Lady, it would not be good to break my word."

If Xing Shanping insisted on taking it by force, it was certain that Tian Lin would not resist to the death.

Fortunately, Xing Shanping didn’t make things difficult for Tian Lin. Surprisingly, he retracted his hand and said, "Fine, I’m just about to pay a visit to Lianshui Peak myself. Let’s go together and see this Thirteenth Lady."

Tian Lin, holding the little black dog, nodded with Bai Ye and closely followed behind Xing Shanping as they descended the mountain.

Xing Shanping’s pace was leisurely, but with every step he took, it seemed he could widen the distance by half a step from Tian Lin.

Tian Lin had to quicken his steps to keep up with Xing Shanping.

When they reached the middle of the mountain, Tian Lin saw the second steward, drunk and flirting with a young servant boy, approaching from a distance.

Upon seeing Tian Lin, the second steward went from angry to amused: "Oh, Mr. Tian, you’ve finally decided to come down from the mountain?"

But when he saw Xing Shanping beside him, it was as if his throat had been choked, and the profanity that almost spilled out was abruptly swallowed back.

Xing Shanping watched the second steward coldly and asked, "Where is Liu Xuanfeng?"

The second steward burped from the alcohol, and the young servant quickly responded for him:

"The fourth steward has received a task today to investigate the collusion between various families and the Blood Sect."

Xing Shanping had no intention of wasting time on the second steward and headed towards the peak of the mountain.

Tian Lin followed closely behind and, sure enough, did not find the fourth steward’s figure near the cool pavilion at the top of the mountain.

Upon reaching the temple gate, Xing Shanping knocked, but there was no response for a long time.

His face grew somber, and after knocking persistently for a while, he finally heard a lazy and irritated voice of a Daoist Child: "Who is it? Don’t you know that Daoist is sleeping? If you wake the Daoist up, who’s going to take responsibility?"

The door opened to reveal a daunted Daoist Child, startled by Xing Shanping’s towering presence.

But before she could scold, Xing Shanping had already flashed his waist token in front of her: "I am Xing Shanping, a disciple of the Moon Pond Mountain Law Enforcement Hall. I’m here to talk to Thirteenth Lady of your temple. Call her out."

The Daoist Child, mustering her courage, said, "Thirteenth Lady is asleep with the Daoist, how can we possibly disturb her?"

Xing Shanping pushed the Daoist Child aside and barged in, shouting:

"Shang Thirteenth, the Law Enforcement Hall seeks to question you, appear promptly."

Thirteenth Lady was nowhere to be seen in the temple, but Elder Liu’s languid voice rang out:

"Ah, Shanping, in the middle of the night, why bother me from my sweet dreams?"

Xing Shanping replied, "Isn’t sect affairs more important than Elder Liu’s sleep? Today, I am investigating the Devil Path of the Blood Sect, and now it has involved Shang Thirteenth. Please hand over Shang Thirteenth to me."

Elder Liu responded from within, "Ah, Shanping, this is where you are being unreasonable. If I hand over Thirteenth to you, who will sleep with me tonight? Will you?"

Xing Shanping remained expressionless: "If Elder Liu is willing to hand over Shang Thirteenth, I am willing to keep you company if needs be."

"Never mind that, if I really slept with you, I’m afraid Elder Xing would not let me hear the end of it. Besides, I only care for women, and have no interest in a rough man like you."

Elder Liu still didn’t show himself, but his voice echoed in the courtyard: "Go back. Tomorrow morning, I’ll send Thirteenth Lady to the Law Enforcement Hall."

After a moment’s thought, Xing Shanping turned and left the temple gate.

However, just as he stepped out of the gate, he turned back and said:

"Tomorrow, I will wait at the Law Enforcement Hall for Shang Thirteenth. If she escapes, Elder Liu, don’t blame me for taking matters into my own hands."

Despite being a twelfth-tier Qi Refining disciple, inferior to Elder Liu in both cultivation and position, Xing Shanping dared to speak so boldly that even the Daoist Child who opened the door blushed with anger.

When Xing Shanping left, he did not take Tian Lin with him. Instead, the Daoist Child rebuked Tian Lin:

"Look at you, just joined as an Outer Disciple of Lianshui Peak and you’re already playing both sides, inviting outsiders to bully Thirteenth Lady."

Before Tian could complete her sentence, Elder Liu’s voice emerged from the temple:

"Tian Lin, my guess is that the entire Wang Family has joined the Blood Sect. If that is the case, it won’t be long before the sect calls upon disciples from every peak to capture the Wang Family. We from Lianshui Peak will have to send someone as well."

Tian Lin remained silent, listening to Elder Liu’s voice:

Visit frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓ for the b𝘦st novel reading experience.

"Now that my grandson has left the sect, among the Outer Disciples at the peak, it’s only you and the merchant boy. Tell me, whom should I send?"

Since Elder Liu posed this question, what more could Tian Lin say?

He held the little black dog and declared: "I am willing to fight for Lianshui Peak, and will never tarnish the reputation of my master and Lianshui Peak."

Elder Liu’s voice, filled with a chuckling tone that made the surrounding leaves rustle, said:

"A fellow who hasn’t even reached the second tier of Qi Refinement, what glory can I expect you to bring? As for the reputation of Lianshui Peak, I don’t care about that."

He said: "After all, I am an elder of the Yao Yue Sect, and when a major event occurs within the sect’s territory, it wouldn’t be right to ignore it. When you go to battle, you don’t need to be at the forefront of everything. Just hide behind others and make sure to come back in one piece. When you return, I will reward you with something."

Tian Lin really wanted to ask what the reward would be, but since Elder Liu didn’t volunteer this information, it wasn’t appropriate for him to ask.

He handed the little black dog to the Daoist Child, saying: "This was entrusted to me by Brother Wang Xing before his departure, to hand over to Thirteenth Lady. By delivering this little pet, I have fulfilled Brother Wang Xing’s request."

He said this as an explanation for Elder Liu, unsure if Elder Liu cared or not.

As he left the temple, Tian Lin’s brows furrowed deeply.

Although he had the Minor Success Realm of the Bright Sun Finger at his disposal, with his current strength, wouldn’t he be like sending lambs to the slaughter?

Thinking again about Wang Xing’s words that they might meet soon, it seemed Wang Xing also knew that the Wang Family’s affairs had been exposed. Soon Lianshui Peak and the other peaks’ Outer Disciples would certainly go to the Wang Family to kill him.

"Perhaps we will depart tomorrow?"