I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 121 - 107: Currying Favor

Among these four people, there were males and females, two of them being young, strong men, and the other two were an old man and an old woman.

Their attire was not particularly lavish, but the storage bags at their waists were quite conspicuous, indicating these four were certainly not to be underestimated.

At this moment, the couple indeed regarded them as formidable opponents.

Especially the wife, who rolled her eyes and suddenly clasped her hands toward the old man, saying: "I presume you are Qian, the Hall Master from our Blood Sect."

The old man directed his gaze at the woman and said: "Oh, are you also from the Blood Sect? I wonder from which branch and to whom do you serve?"

After opening her mouth and thinking for a moment, the woman immediately responded: "My husband and I have long admired the Blood Sect's renown and have been cultivating the Blood True Qi of the Blood Sect; we very much wish to join the Blood Sect, please accept us, Hall Master Qian."

Hall Master Qian, upon hearing this, said with a smile:

"Good, my Blood Sect is just about to establish a branch here in this county town, and we are in dire need of manpower. Since you sincerely wish to join the Blood Sect, kill that young man in front of you to submit your letter of intent."

At this time, Zhao, the senior brother, was being held by the woman's husband, completely powerless to resist.

Sensing the danger to his life, he heard Tian Lin suddenly speak to the woman's husband:

"You had better heed my advice, and refrain from acting rashly."

After saying this, Tian Lin then looked toward Qian, the Hall Master: "Did you seek the Heart Inquiry Sect's consent before deciding to open a branch here?"

Hall Master Qian did not respond; the elderly woman beside him laughed loudly:

"Zhou actually regressed with age, I really don't know how he managed to die at the hands of a fool like you—our Blood Sect is establishing a branch here specifically to contend with the Heart Inquiry Sect, why would we need their consent?"

Hearing this, Tian Lin said: "Turns out you are all from sect families, might I ask for your distinguished names?"

Hall Master Qian clasped his hands courteously toward Tian Lin: "My surname is Qian, little brother, you may not have heard of my name. It's been thirty years since I served as a peak disciple at the Yao Yue Sect."

Tian Lin clasped his hands in return, saying:

"So, it is Senior Brother Qian Lian. I have heard from Senior Brother Qian Ping about you, reputedly thirty years ago, you had already cultivated the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill to the Great Achievement Realm. Presumably, after these thirty years, Senior Brother's Dragon Elephant Divine Skill must have reached the Perfect Realm, right?"

Hall Master Qian did not deny it, and Tian Lin turned his gaze to the old woman.

The woman sneered: "I was never a peak disciple at the Yao Yue Sect, nor am I worthy of being addressed as your senior sister by you as a peak disciple—just call me Han Sanniang."

Tian Lin clasped his hands toward the old woman, saying: "So, it's Senior Sister Han. Speaking of which, my journey to Ying State was actually to rescue Senior Sister Han Yue; since I've run into you here, Senior Sister Han, I may have to ask for your help later."

Han Sanniang frowned, and Tian Lin then looked at the two strong men.

The tall one, wielding a knife, looked at Tian Lin sideways, saying: "The Wind Walking Skill belongs to my family."

Tian Lin immediately clasped his hands and said: "So, it's Senior Brother Wang."

Then he turned to look at the shorter man who was holding a sword. The man laughed heartily:

"I don't hail from a sect family of the Yao Yue Sect, nor am I a disciple of the Yao Yue Sect. However, I come from the Artifact Sect, so addressing me as Jiao Senior Brother wouldn't be wrong."

Tian Lin glanced at the small flag in the Jiao surname man's hand, feeling somewhat wary, unsure of what kind of Magical Treasure that flag might be.

"Fellow Senior Brothers, we should have no quarrel, do you truly wish to take my life?"

Then Han Sanniang stepped forward and pointed at Tian Lin, saying:

"When the Yao Yue Sect annihilated my Han Family back then, I heard that you little brat were involved. Now that you have finally appeared, do you think we shall let you go? You just mentioned asking for my help, it must be your dying wish. If it truly concerns Han Yue, I might fulfill your request after you are dead."

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Hearing this, Tian Lin replied with a smile: "Thank you for your kind offer, Han Sanniang. I need the heads of the Blood Sect Devotees as a tribute to seek audience with the sect. I wonder if Han Sanniang would be willing to lend me yours? After rescuing Senior Sister Han Yue, I'll make sure she kowtows to you in gratitude."

Han Sanniang flew into a rage, slapping her storage bag and sending several silver needles flying towards Tian Lin.

The silver needles moved incredibly fast, but Tian Lin's evasion was also not slow.

His Wind Walking Skill had reached the Perfect Realm, and he stepped aside two zhang (about 6.4 meters) in an instant.

The silver needles missed Tian Lin but hit the woman behind him.

The woman let out a cry, clutching her shoulder as she stepped back.

Her husband, worried, asked: "Are you alright, my dear?"

The woman moved her arm and said: "These silver needles aren't very powerful."

The silver needles might not kill, but their poison was extremely lethal.

The woman had barely finished speaking when she suddenly felt an excruciating pain rising from the wound on her left arm; she screamed as she watched her shoulder rot and grow flesh buds.

In just a short moment, these flesh buds covered the woman's entire body, to the extent that even her husband felt disgusted and fearful upon seeing it.

"This lad's movement technique is truly exceptional; Wang Er, block him, don't let him escape. We must kill him today."

While the old woman talked, the second wave of silver needles shot towards Tian Lin again.

The four of them were confident they could kill everyone present, but Tian Lin's movement technique was extraordinary. If Tian Lin were determined to escape, they were not entirely certain they could keep him there.

Fortunately, 'Wang Er' came from the Wang Family, whose family's Wind Walking Skill had also been cultivated to the Perfect Realm.

With him ready to intercept Tian Lin at any moment, they were not worried Tian Lin could slip away.

"Han, old hag, don't shoot your silver needles at me!"