I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong

As Gao He anticipated, the danger intensifying last night around the Immortal Sinking Pond took a grave turn.

Roaming souls were sparse in the distant seas, yet the numbers of Night Patrol Deities began to multiply.

In just one night, nearly half of the Early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators had fallen.

Even among the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, two had perished.

These Foundation Establishment Cultivators, some hailing from the Tong Family and others with no ties to them, were present solely for the Shuiyun Sect's Outer Disciple positions.

Nonetheless, whether affiliated with the Tong Family or not, these Foundation Establishment Cultivators were a powerful force against the sea's roaming souls and Night Patrol Deities, their loss deeply felt by the Tong Family.

Tian Lin, too, felt the pain. Born a corpse retriever, he saw it as losing dozens of top-grade Spirit Stones in just the few hours of dawn.

But time wouldn't reverse, and even if it could, he doubted he'd venture into the distant seas again.

Still in the teahouse, the faces of Mr. and Mrs. Gao He looked particularly unsightly.

At this moment, the tea shop hosted not only the Gao He couple.

One might say, everyone from the Tong Family staying in Pingyang City had gathered, including the reclusive Alchemist Long Dan.

Alchemist Long Dan sat next to Tian Lin, dazed and heedless of the Great Elder speaking above.

Tian Lin's gaze swept to the three young individuals sitting behind the Great Elder, sipping tea at the table—all of them youthful but commanding Mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation.

Besides Tong Shisan, there was a jade-faced scholar Tian Lin had not met before.

Next to this jade-faced scholar sat the barefooted woman Tian Lin had seen the previous night.

This woman was still without shoes, her crystal-clear toes boldly stepping on the dirt-smirched floor.

Sitting sideways, she seemed entirely aware of the many glances thrown at her from below.

Yet, she remained carefree, focused solely on her tea.

"So, this isn't just a matter concerning myself or the Tong Family alone. It involves the whole of Pingyang City, and even Cangzhou, Central State."

The Great Elder had finished speaking and turned to clasp hands with the jade-faced scholar: "Mr. Tan is from Shuiyun Sect, would you care to say a few words?"

The jade-faced scholar smiled, fanning himself lightly, then looked towards Tong Shisan: "The Immortal Sinking Pond is under the Tong Family's jurisdiction, and the Tong brothers are relatives, I shouldn't overstep."

Yet Tong Shisan turned to the barefooted woman: "Immortal Mei?"

The barefooted woman, before Tong Shisan could finish, slammed her tea onto the table, scoffing:

"What's there to discuss? They were brought here to be front-line soldiers."

Her straightforward remark made several Foundation Establishment Cultivators sitting at the tables urge the Great Elder, "Elder, are you sending us to die?"

The Great Elder did not expect Immortal Mei to speak so bluntly, and neither had Tong Shisan anticipated it.

At that moment, Tong Shisan regretted letting Immortal Mei speak.

As the teahouse threatened to erupt in dissent, he immediately stood up in front of the Great Elder:

"Gentlemen, if it's about sending to death. From myself downwards, none in the Tong Family will hide behind you!"

His gaze surveying the crowd, he sincerely added:

"I, Tong Shisan, also guarantee that every time we head out to sea to kill Evil Spirits, I will stand at the very front. If it's about sending to death, then let it start with me, how about that?"

His words moved some of the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, but those at the initial stage weren't convinced, and one stood up to bow before speaking:

"Young Master Shisan, your fearlessness impresses us all. But with our origins from Huahua Lang, with low cultivation and weak strength, all of us with only a single Spirit Root and lacking Five Elements Foundation—

Asking us to cultivate Spirit Plants and refine Elixirs is one thing, but asking us to head to sea to slay Evil Spirits is perhaps too demanding."

Tong Shisan, unoffended by the retort, returned the bow and spoke, "I understand this puts everyone in a difficult position—

But have you considered? If we do not step up now, how many days could Pingyang City endure under the invasion of these Evil Spirits?

Sure, we Foundation Establishment Cultivators could flee north, but what about the city's common folk?"

He added, "Even if we flee north to Tianbei County, wouldn't the Evil Spirits just follow us all to Tianbei County? We flee here, we flee there, and the Evil Spirits only grow in number until they're uncontrollable—

At that point, in this vast world, where would we have a place to call home?"

The jade-faced scholar, watching Tong Shisan's appeal, kept a faint smile on his lips.

Immortal Mei, too, wore a smile, but hers bore a hint of scorn.

She stood up and told Tong Shisan, "Why so many useless words? Just tell them from today onwards, anyone who dares not fight the Evil Spirits in Immortal Sinking Pond or tries to flee will be killed without mercy."

Those who had been swayed by Tong Shisan's earlier words couldn't sit still after hearing Immortal Mei.

Someone stood up sharply, looking at Immortal Mei:

"If you, immortal disciples, truly care about the safety of Pingyang City, you should send Nascent Soul Cultivators. If Nascent Soul Cultivators would come, what harm could the Evil Spirits of Immortal Sinking Pond possibly cause?

So, you—"

Mid-sentence, a plum blossom pattern inexplicably appeared on his forehead.

Everyone was stunned, and it was only after the Foundation Establishment Cultivator fell to the ground that they realized he was already dead.

"Immortal disciples are too presumptuous!"

At this moment, the Alchemy Master stood up and said, "I don't care anymore, I'm going back to refine Elixirs!"

He intended to leave, but how could Mei Immortal let him go?

Those mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators with sharp eyes only saw a plum blossom flying out from Mei Immortal's forehead at a speed invisible to early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, swiftly striking the Alchemy Master's back.

The power of this small plum blossom had already been witnessed by everyone.

Everyone thought the Alchemy Master couldn't possibly escape unscathed, yet it was as if he had eyes on his back.

Without anyone noticing any changes in the Alchemy Master who walked out of the tea house, the flying sword on his back, originally for decoration, suddenly unsheathed itself and flew toward the petals released by Mei Immortal.

The petals hit the flying sword, shattering it into pieces.

Tian Lin, still in a sitting posture, suddenly had the stool below him explode.

And the Alchemy Master, whose flying sword was destroyed, only took two more steps before vomiting blood.

He turned his head, looking at Mei Immortal with a bit of fear.

He raised his hand, pointing at Mei Immortal wanting to scold her. Yet, whether due to anger or fear, his trembling fingers could not utter a single word.

However, Mei Immortal ignored the Alchemy Master and, like the jade-faced scholar and Tong Shisan, turned her gaze towards Tian Lin, who had just stood up.

Those at the early-stage and a few at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment might not know, but the Great Elder and others were well aware that it was Tian Lin who had made a move.

Aren't you at the early-stage of Foundation Establishment?

Mei Immortal had confidently declared last night that Tian Lin was at the early-stage, but now she couldn't help saying so.

But she quickly reaffirmed her judgment: "You must be at the early-stage."

Tian Lin did not defend his cultivation level but instead clasped his hands towards Mei Immortal, "Fellow Daoist Long is my high neighbor and friend, please spare her."

Mei Immortal scoffed, and at this moment, Tong Shisan also stepped forward and stood in front of Mei Immortal: "Immortal, rest assured, I will handle matters here, but please do not make another move!"

Seeing this, Mei Immortal scanned the crowd.

Those at the mid and early stages of Foundation Establishment didn't dare meet her gaze and instinctively turned their heads away.

Mei Immortal then withdrew her gaze and strode out of the tea house, saying to Tong Shisan, "Alright, I should be like Jian Jue and not bother with these trifles.

But just to make it clear, I want to see them all at the Immortal Sinking Pond tonight, not one less!"

Not until Mei Immortal had walked far away did everyone recover from their timidity.

It wasn't until then that few stood up to refute Tong Shisan.

Tong Shisan clasped his hands towards the crowd again, saying:

"Gentlemen, slaying the Evil Spirit is not without its benefits. Aside from becoming an Outer Disciple of the Shuiyun Sect, you may also obtain rewards from the Shuiyun Sect and my Tong Family by collecting soul beads."

Hearing the word "rewards," the faces of those who initially looked upset were now tempted.

"Divine Skills, Elixirs, or Magical Treasures?"

Tong Shisan said, "These things, as long as you desire them, are not out of reach.

Moreover, it's not just us going to the Immortal Sinking Pond to slay the Evil Spirit; disciples from various sects will also come to join us in slaying the Evil Spirit!"

At this point, who would dare to voice any objections?

Seeing that no one spoke any further objections, the Great Elder stood up and said, "From now on, we shall split into three groups, all following the commands of Young Master Shisan, Mei Immortal, and Master Tan.

Let each family bring their attendant swords as well, and from now on, we will dedicate all efforts to drive the Evil Spirit out of the Immortal Sinking Pond!"

The Great Elder knew that any further motivational speech would be superfluous, especially as he gestured for everyone to go home and prepare for the night at sea.

Meanwhile, the Alchemy Master walked over, saying to Tian Lin, "Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your help. However, even if you hadn't helped, I wouldn't have been afraid of her!"

Tian Lin felt that the Alchemy Master who stayed home refining Elixirs had numbed his brain.

He saved the Alchemy Master not just to repay a favor since he had once stolen the Buddha and Demon Freedom Skill from him, but also because the Buddha Demon Pill could only be concocted by the Alchemy Master.

For others, the formula of the Buddha Demon Pill that the Alchemy Master had was defective and fake, but for Tian Lin, only the Alchemy Master's formula was genuine.

Considering the formula, Tian Lin didn't wish to see the Alchemy Master die.

"You and I are neighbors; there's no need for thanks. Wouldn't you help me in the future if I needed assistance?"

Tian Lin finished with a smile, and then Gaofu and his wife also came over.

Gao He said with a smile, "Distant relatives aren't as good as close neighbors, Second Brother's words are right."

Upon hearing this, the Alchemy Master found an outlet for his frustration, shouting, "After all, there's only one yard between us, so just now only fellow Daoist Tian came to save me.

Now that the matter is over, why are you pretending to be close?"

Gao He's expression changed, his face filled with extreme embarrassment.

The Tribute, who came smiling ready to say a few courteous words seeing Gao He's 'misery', wisely shut his mouth.