I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 72 - 67: Minor Dao Fruit and Cangming Pill (Request for Follow-up Read)
Elder Liu went to the study to find books, leaving only Young Master Shang and the second and third managers in the small courtyard.
The Second Steward reached out to Tian Lin and said, "I won’t interfere with your magic, but you have to give me the handkerchief."
Tian Lin clenched the handkerchief in his hand and took a step back, distancing himself from the Second Steward.
The Second Steward flew into a rage and said, "The handkerchief belongs to the Liu Family, have you forgotten your identity?"
"What identity?"
Tian Lin retorted, but without waiting for the Second Steward to speak, he said, "My identity is that of an Outer Disciple of Lianshui Peak, your junior brother. Besides that, what other identity is there?"
The Second Steward’s face turned angrily red. He turned around and rebuked Young Master Shang, "Is this, this the Mine Slave of your household?"
Young Master Shang, looking helpless, said to the Second Steward, "He is now an Outer Disciple and has become my junior brother. He doesn’t listen to me either."
The Second Steward laughed in extreme anger, rolled up his sleeves, and walked toward Tian Lin, "I hate unruly servants who deceive their masters the most, today I must give you a proper lesson."
"Yunxiao, look at this stance, are you going to perform a display to cheer up your ancestor?"
Elder Liu’s voice came from behind a tree, holding a stack of books in his hand.
The Second Steward’s face changed slightly and he said with an embarrassed chuckle, "The ancestor is joking. My meager skills couldn’t possibly ruin your disposition."
Elder Liu said, "If you want to take action, I won’t stop you. It will also let your junior brother witness your abilities."
The Second Steward, upon hearing this, looked at Tian Lin and smiled.
Tian Lin glanced at Elder Liu with some surprise, not understanding what Elder Liu meant. Had he done something to displease him?
"Just use your Stacked Wind Palm technique!"
After Elder Liu finished speaking, the Second Steward raised his chubby hands and began gesturing wildly.
His actions might seem comical, but as he moved, a breeze suddenly rose within the still and windless Daoist Temple.
The breeze became stronger, lifting the fallen leaves off the ground and fluttering the clothes of everyone present.
Tian Lin’s face changed slightly as he watched the light wind turn into a gale that seemed to grow stronger by the moment.
Then he heard Elder Liu say to him, "You see, Mid-grade Techniques are not as good as you think! Many people who lack talent do not delve into their studies diligently. In the end, they can’t quickly master Mid-grade Techniques and end up in a mediocre realm."
Tian Lin then realized that Elder Liu was using the Second Steward to warn him.
Clearly, the Second Steward also understood this principle, which is why his face turned angrily red.
Then he shouted loudly, "Stacked Wind Palm!"
It seemed that with his shout, the power of the palm technique increased significantly.
The gales converged in his hands and finally formed a palm strike that flew straight toward Tian Lin.
Tian Lin dodged to one side, instinctively counterattacking with a Bright Sun Finger.
With a loud explosion beside him, Tian Lin turned his head to see a large tree next to him snapped by a palm.
The large tree, thick enough to be embraced by two people, toppled in an instant, its half trunk flipping over the wall of the Daoist Temple.
Tian Lin felt a wave of fear, wondering how he could have endured if the palm had hit him.
But it was the Second Steward who was obviously injured, as he cried out while clutching his shoulder, "This treacherous servant, he dared to injure me!"
Elder Liu shattered a stone table with a palm and rebuked, "You, a fourth-tier Qi Refinement cultivator, got injured by one at the second tier and you have the nerve to cry? Now get out of my sight!"
With that roar, even the Third Steward didn’t dare to linger here any longer.
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Second Steward, with the support of young master Shang, threw a venomous glance at Tian Lin before storming out of the door, clearly harboring a deep grudge.
As soon as Second Steward left, Elder Liu waved his hand, and the broken half of the large tree was sent flying out of the Daoist Temple with a "sleeve flick."
He set the book down on the table and said to Tian Lin:
"As you just saw, although your second senior brother used a mid-grade technique, his handiwork was unpracticed, taking him more than ten breaths to form the palm imprint. That’s why you could easily dodge and even counterattack in time.
Therefore, a mid-grade technique that hasn’t reached the Minor Success Realm and lacks perfect refinement can’t compare to your Great Success-level Bright Sun Finger.
Although I have given you seven mid-grade techniques, biting off more than you can chew is never wise, so it’s best for you to pick just one to cultivate."
Upon hearing this, Tian Lin immediately replied with respect, "Disciple will not overreach nor overestimate myself. Many thanks for Master’s guidance."
Elder Liu nodded; he wasn’t particularly interested in preaching. He walked away with his hands behind his back, leaving behind the seven thread-bound books on the table.
Tian Lin approached the stone table, excitedly pulling out the piece of cloth he had on hand.
He covered one of the books with the gauze, and when he lifted it again, the book had disappeared from the table.
He swept the other side of the gauze across the table, and the previously vanished thread-bound book reappeared out of thin air.
Tian Lin tentatively swept the gauze over the table and chairs, then lightly brushed it over some nearby branches.
He discovered that this square-foot-sized cloth could easily store small items such as books.
However, if he encountered anything wider than a square foot, the cloth couldn’t shrink it to fit. Even if there was space inside to accommodate it, the object couldn’t be squeezed into the gauze.
Moreover, the items stored inside the gauze couldn’t be summoned out with a single thought like a storage bag.
To accurately find something hidden inside the storage bag, everything inside had to be poured out to be searched for one by one.
"Fortunately, the space is quite large; there’s about sixty cubic feet."
Having understood the rules of the gauze’s use, Tian Lin swept all the remaining books into it.
The Daoist Child, who returned from across the courtyard, resumed his arrogance and glared at Tian Lin, saying, "You’ve had your meal already, what are you still lingering here for? Do you want to live in the temple?"
Tian Lin had no interest in arguing with this ten-year-old girl. His gaze fell on the two dishes on the table.
[Low-grade Dao Fruit, rumored to have been conjured by the Demon King who stole the Enlightenment Tree Root, aids in clearing the mind, understanding one’s nature, and advancing the comprehension of techniques.]
[Cangming Pill, an auxiliary elixir required for cultivating Cangming Swordsmanship, can be consumed.]
"What are you looking at? You want to take away this ’Spirit Pearl’ and ’Ju Fire Insect’ as well? The latter may be fine, but the former was bought with spirit stones by the Chief Steward for the Daoist to strengthen his constitution—
Didn’t you see even Second Steward and Third Steward didn’t dare to touch it when it was served? Yet you, shameless as you are, I saw you sneak a few bites."
The Cangming Pill might be fine, but Tian Lin knew that Cangming Sword Technique was a top-grade technique of the Yao Yue Sect, currently monopolized by those above, and he had no hope of getting involved with it for now.
However, the ’low-grade Dao Fruit’ did pique Tian Lin’s interest.
"I wonder where I can buy this Spirit Pearl? I also wish to buy some to show filial piety to my master after leaving the sect."
"You do show filial respect," remarked the Daoist Child, who actually believed Tian Lin’s words. Her attitude softened considerably as she replied to Tian Lin, "This Spirit Pearl was brought here from Quzhou by the Chief Steward. If you wish to purchase some, you’d probably have to go to Quzhou yourself."
Tian Lin’s already low expectations plummeted further; Quzhou was now under the rule of the Blood Sect and the Devil Path, and even the Artifact Sect had come to Yao Yue Sect for aid.
That place was too dangerous; Tian Lin had no desire to risk traveling to Quzhou.
Having received the information from the Daoist Child, Tian Lin tucked the gauze into his sleeve and strode away from the Daoist Temple.
At this time, with a clear moon and sparse stars, no one else was seen outside the temple.
When Tian Lin reached halfway up the mountainside, he didn’t wait to return to his quarters before spitting out the two ’Spirit Pearls’ he had previously ’eaten.’
