I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 71 - 66 Mid-grade Techniques (Please Follow)

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At this time, as the sun was setting in the west, Tian Lin, along with an old man who was at the twelfth-tier Qi Refining, passed by the stream at Lianshui Peak and happened to see a group of servant disciples from the mining school sifting for Spirit Stones.

Among the group, Zhao Si had the sharpest eyes; upon seeing Tian Lin, he immediately ran over with a smile.

He ingratiatingly bent at the waist and said to Tian Lin, "Immortal Master Tian, I heard magpies chirping early this morning; surely it was a sign of your return."

Tian Lin smiled and said, "It seems busier in the peak than before; has something happened in the sect recently?"

With his waist still bent, Zhao Si escorted Tian Lin to the foot of Moon Pond Mountain, explaining along the way:

"Firstly, the Artifact Sect has a Foundation Establishment elder who has come to our Yao Yue Sect for aid. Secondly, the sect has recalled all the peak-managing Immortal Masters and said they plan to send some Outer Disciples to Quzhou to support the Artifact Sect—

For the sake of the Artifact Sect’s guest, as well as those peak-managing Immortal Masters, all the peak kitchens have become busy."

Zhao Si was not allowed up the mountain, so he watched Tian Lin and the old man from the Wang Family ascend Moon Pond Mountain before leaving.

As soon as he left, the old man from the Wang Family furrowed his brow and said, "Isn’t Quzhou now under the rule of the Blood Sect? If we are sent to Quzhou, wouldn’t that be akin to sending us to our deaths? The sect’s orders may apply to disciples within the sect, but who among the disciples outside will be willing to go to Quzhou?"

Tian Lin did not engage in the conversation but the man with the nettle rash beard nervously spoke up:

"The Artifact Sect is known throughout Zhao Country for its weapon forging; if they seek aid from our Yao Yue Sect, they certainly wouldn’t come empty-handed. Perhaps, there might be Magical Treasures as rewards."

Tian Lin’s heart stirred; he also desired a Magical Treasure.

If he had a Storage Bag, he would not have to carry two large packs of Ghost Head Swallows around.

If he had a Storage Bag, he would not need to carry a food box every time he went up Dao Seeking Mountain.

"Perhaps the Artifact Sect might offer Magical Treasures, but it depends on whether one has the fortune to obtain them."

Just as Tian Lin finished speaking, a young man walked out from the pavilion beside the mountain path.

He glanced at the iron tag on Tian Lin’s waist, then turned his gaze to the old man from the Wang Family and the few others with beards.

"It seems you’re from the Wang Family; the few of you, come with me up the mountain."

The person did not ’invite’ Tian Lin, so Tian Lin simply descended the mountain by himself.

With his thoughts focused on the reward mentioned by Elder Liu, he crossed the mountainside of Lianshui Peak all the way to the Daoist Temple at the top. To his surprise, he found that the usually tightly closed doors of the temple were open at this time.

The Daoist Child, who had previously shown a lazy demeanor, although dozing off on the threshold, had not closed the door to shirk his duties this time.

"Eh, is that you?"

Perhaps because Tian Lin intentionally made his footsteps a bit louder, the Daoist Child opened his sleepy eyes and yawned tiredly before wearily asking Tian Lin, "What are you here for?"

Tian Lin asked her, "Is Master busy right now?"

The Daoist Child replied, "The Chief Steward has returned and is having a meal right now. Whatever you need, come back tomorrow."

Having barely finished her sentence, a middle-aged man’s voice came from inside the room, "It’s the junior brother, isn’t it? Come on in and join us for the meal."

Lianshui Peak had always had four stewards. After Shang Yu became a disciple, the Chief Steward took on the role of a peak-managing disciple.

When Tian Lin joined the sect, the peak-managing disciple had left the sect in search of opportunities.

Tian Lin had not expected to meet this ’Chief Steward’ because of the disturbances caused by the Blood Sect.

The Daoist Child seemed to be very afraid of this ’Chief Steward’, so she quickly stopped bothering Tian Lin and moved aside to make room for him.

As Tian Lin entered the Daoist Temple, he instantly saw five people sitting in the courtyard.

He first greeted Elder Liu, who was drinking, and then he greeted the unfamiliar burly man, "Tian Lin pays respects to the peak-managing senior brother."

The burly man did not pay attention to Tian Lin, instead, he spoke to the Daoist Child at the temple gate, "Go get some bowls and chopsticks, and bring an extra stool over."

The Daoist Child reluctantly went to fetch the stool but did not dare to retort against the burly man.

While the Daoist Child was getting the stool, Tian Lin also greeted the Second Steward, the Third Steward, and Shang Yu.

The Second Steward asked Tian Lin, "In your campaign against the Wang Family, did you manage to get any treasures from them?"

Tian Lin replied truthfully, "With Elder Xing present, the other peaks’ senior brothers didn’t dare to act rashly."

The Third Steward asked Tian Lin, "Have you seen any of the Cultivation Techniques of the Blood Sect?"

Tian Lin was taken aback and looked up at the Third Steward.

Just then, ’bang’, the burly man, who had been silently eating, slammed the table and glared at the Third Steward, saying, "Are you thinking of cultivating Blood True Qi?"

The Third Steward turned pale, burying his face into his bowl, not daring to meet the burly man’s gaze.

At that moment, the bowls, chopsticks, and stool had been brought over, and the burly man looked at the others and said coldly:

"I know that the Spirit Stones provided by the sect each month are insufficient for your cultivation, but that’s no excuse for your degeneration."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the Second Steward and the Third Steward and sneered, "If I recall correctly, when I left the sect, both of you already had the cultivation of Qi Refinement at the fourth tier. What about now?"

The Second Steward and the Third Steward dared not speak, for they had long lost the will to cultivate and were still only at the fourth tier of Qi Refinement.

"And Shang Yu, I also can’t understand how you managed to ruin all your cultivation."

When the burly man looked at Shang Yu, he too lowered his head.

The burly man then turned to Tian Lin:

"You’re not bad, though only at the second tier of Qi Refinement, it’s just been a short month since you became an Outer Disciple—Cultivation is also about cultivating the heart. If because of not finding a way out for a moment, you fall into despair and spend your days drinking and indulging in pleasures, then what immortality are you seeking, what longevity?"

As he spoke the last sentence, his gaze was directed toward Elder Liu.

Elder Liu was someone who had a certain skill in ignoring his faults; after taking a sip of wine, he immediately turned to Tian Lin:

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"I’ve said before that when you return, there will be a reward for you. Tian Lin, what reward would you like?"

Upon hearing Elder Liu’s question, Tian Lin immediately put down his chopsticks, stood up, and respectfully replied, "Disciple wishes for a Storage Bag, or perhaps the Earth Escape Skill."

In an instant, six gazes, akin to looking at a fool, turned towards Tian Lin.

Tian Lin also knew that his request seemed audacious, but it was rare for him to see Elder Liu, let alone speak to him.

Moreover, considering his task to suppress the Wang Family this time was merely perfunctory—compared with the danger of escorting the Wang Family back to the sect.

Such an uneventful mission wouldn’t ordinarily garner much of a reward.

But the opportunity had come, and so rare, Tian Lin didn’t want to miss it.

"Forget about the Storage Bag, that’s a Magical Treasure only for Inner Sect Disciples. As for the Earth Escape Skill—that’s a top-grade Technique, and the sect has never had a precedent of passing such Techniques to Outer Disciples."

After Elder Liu finished speaking, he said, "However, I can impart some mid-grade Techniques to you."

"Ancestor Grandfather, mid-grade Techniques have always been exclusive to sect family disciples. If you casually impart one to someone of Huahua Lang’s origin, those sect families will blame you for breaking the rules."

Indeed, this was the omnipresent monopolization.

The inner sect monopolizes the top-grade Techniques, sect families cling to the mid-grade ones, and mortals can barely even hope for low-grade Techniques.

At this moment, Tian Lin deeply realized that Wang Xing transmitting the Wind Walking Skill to him had not been an easy decision.

It was obvious that in Wang Xing’s eyes, the Wang Family was doomed;

But Wang Xing could never have imagined that despite Elder He leading the expedition, it was Xing Shanping who was dispatched by the Law Enforcement Hall.

Xing Shanping was a Qi Refiner with overbearing cultivation, but his actions could hardly be described as predictable.

Tian Lin’s thoughts suddenly turned to Thirteenth Niang; he subconsciously glanced at Shang Yu, who kept his head down the entire time, exceptionally well-behaved in front of the Liu Family.

"With my Late-stage Foundation Establishment level, which sect family would dare to blame me?"

Elder Liu snorted coldly, "Besides, when the founding patriarch passed down his teachings, the Han, Shang, Wang, Qian... weren’t they all mortals? It’s been less than a thousand years, and these mid-grade Techniques have become their family heritages, forbidding others to cultivate?"

Only then did Tian Lin realize that the mid-grade Techniques Elder Liu intended to impart were those cultivated by sect families.

However, these Techniques, treated as family heritages by these families, could likely draw resentment if he cultivated ’their’ heritages.

But should he refrain from cultivating just to avoid the grudge of these sect families?

The Bright Sun Finger is ultimately a low-grade Technique and, no matter how perfectly cultivated, cannot compare to a mid-grade Technique’s Minor Success Realm.

Tian Lin had never heard of any Outer Disciple achieving a position of Peak Master by relying on low-grade Techniques.

"Thank you, Master, for granting the Technique!"

Tian Lin stood up again, and after he had given thanks and sat down, the silent Chief Steward spoke:

"Having too many Techniques is not always better. To thoroughly understand one Technique, an ordinary person needs ten years to reach the Minor Success. To cultivate a mid-grade Technique to Great Success might require another ten to twenty years."

He paused before continuing: "However, there are those with exceptional talents who can attain Great Success in two Techniques within just over twenty years."

Tian Lin played along and asked, "May I know who the senior brother is referring to?"

"Zhong Wujie, the most powerful among our sect’s five Peak Masters — it’s just unfortunate that he ended up going mad."

Mentioning Zhong Wujie, the Chief Steward, while expressionless, seemed somewhat subdued.

He drank a cup of wine, set down the cup, and reached into his bosom, pulling out a handkerchief.

He placed the handkerchief in front of Tian Lin and said:

"Weren’t you wishing for a Storage Bag? I snatched this handkerchief from a Devil Path practitioner of the Blood Sect on my way back—although it’s already damaged, it still has the ability to store items."

Before Tian Lin could speak, the hand of the Second Steward next to him had already grabbed the handkerchief, and the Second Steward said:

"Brother, you’ve come back only to give us a good scolding, and we respect you as our elder, so we have nothing to say. But since you’ve got something good, how could you forget your own brothers and give it away to an outsider for nothing?"

The Chief Steward abruptly stood up, his tiger-like eyes glaring as he said:

"In another two years, I will leave the sect, and only you four Outer Disciples will be left on Lianshui Peak. I had hoped that the fourth brother would take over my position as Peak Master, but the fourth brother has died. With his death, do you think you two could take over as Peak Masters of Lianshui Peak?"

The Second Steward was momentarily speechless, and the Third Steward stood up, shaking his hefty frame as he said:

"But you can’t just give a Magical Treasure to a Qi Refinement tier two nobody, right? If we brothers can’t firmly hold the position of Peak Master, do you think he can?"

"Being able to climb from a servant disciple to an Outer Disciple of Dao Seeking Mountain and reach Qi Refinement tier two in just a month — I think he’s stronger than you two—yet it’s remarkable how you two, being Qi Refiners, have fattened up even more robustly than pigs."

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With a cold sneer, the Chief Steward snatched back the handkerchief taken by the Second Steward.

He tossed the handkerchief to Tian Lin and said, "Don’t feel pressured. When Shang Yu first joined the sect, I also gave him a welcoming gift. If you can become Peak Master in two years when I leave the sect, I will give you a Storage Bag."

With that said, he reached out beside him.

A piece of wood standing vertically against the courtyard wall was suddenly drawn into his hand, and Tian Lin realized that this wooden ’door’ was actually a heavy sword.

With the heavy sword over his shoulder, he turned around and walked towards the temple gate.

Elder Liu then said, "Just got back and not staying to accompany your Ancestor Grandfather a bit longer?"

"No need, I rarely get to come back, so I made plans with the other Peak Masters to ascend Dao Seeking Mountain together. You seem keen on a carefree life, so I won’t disturb you."

After saying this, he had already left the Daoist Temple.

With the Chief Steward gone, the atmosphere around the table seemed to become much lighter and more cheerful.

Elder Liu threw down his chopsticks and stretched lazily, telling the Daoist Child, "Go tell Thirteenth Niang to prepare hot water for my bath."

Having said this, he then stood up as if he’d just remembered something, and turning to Tian Lin, added, "Oh right, about the mid-grade Technique I promised to teach you, I’ll go look for one in the study."