I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong

"What are you worried about? We swore an oath before Houtu; do you think I'd dare to harm you? Besides, am I the only one benefiting from this? Isn't it for everyone?"

After Real Person Tingyu finished speaking, he added, "I understand, you feel pity for these mortals' lives! But the weak falling prey to the strong is the norm in this world. Once they chose this path, they should have been prepared to die.

Moreover, after consuming human flesh, they no longer count as humans."

Tian Lin knew it was pointless to say more, as Real Person Tingyu had already acted first and reported later, and what was done could not be changed.

Besides, wouldn't he also want the ores extracted and refined by Real Person Tingyu's 'mummified corpses' in the future?

If he reaps the benefits from Real Person Tingyu's creations while simultaneously condemning him for his inhumanity, it would make him seem hypocritically compassionate.

"In the future, you should at least discuss such matters with us brothers."

Real Person Tingyu half-heartedly assured Tian Lin, "Rest assured, I'll definitely consult with you in the future."

Since the matter was already out in the open, Real Person Tingyu didn't hide it any longer and began refining corpses in the presence of Tian Lin, Langguan, and the second in command.

Even though Real Person Tingyu's cultivation hadn't fully recovered, his experience and knowledge at the Nascent Soul Realm level made up for his cultivation shortfalls.

Although he wasn't from the Xiangxi Sect, his corpse refining skills were more proficient than most Xiangxi Sect disciples.

In just one day, Real Person Tingyu was already able to control the mummified corpses to perform simple actions.

And mining, after all, is labor that requires no skill. The mummified corpses, never knowing fatigue, were perfectly capable of handling such tasks with just simple actions.

As for refining Spirit Stones, this technique required a bit more manipulation. But Real Person Tingyu had a comprehensive plan; he drew about ten pieces of talisman paper and placed them on the mummified corpses, enabling them to respond to his commands as if they were his own limbs.

In the following half-month, there was temporarily no food shortage because there were no mortals to share the rations with Tian Lin and the others, and everyone was a cultivator.

During this half-month, everyone focused on cultivating, utilizing Spirit Stones, among them Tian Lin and Real Person Tingyu were particularly focused on restoring their cultivation—

Their meridians had already been opened, and their dantians had been rebuilt. As long as there was sufficient spiritual energy, their cultivation recovery was extremely rapid.

So, in just half a month, Tian Lin had recovered to the late-stage Foundation Establishment, and Real Person Tingyu to the early Golden Core stage.

Only Langguan and the second in command struggled with breaking through their meridians. After half a month, Langguan only reached the fifth level of Qi Refinement, and the second in command the fourth level.

"Without storage bags, how can we take so many Spirit Stones with us once our cultivation is restored?"

Tian Lin frowned; he no longer needed Spirit Stones to restore his cultivation.

He was now concerned with how to carry more Spirit Stones to create Spiritual Liquid for future True Qi restoration.

After all, although cultivation was restored, True Qi depletes with use and cannot be replenished through meditation alone.

Therefore, the external object of Spirit Stones appeared especially valuable.

"Let's head back!"

Real Person Tingyu said, "The village we passed before is filled with Walking Corpses, and where there are Walking Corpses, there must have been cultivators. And where there are cultivators, there must be storage bags.

Once my cultivation improves, we'll return to eliminate and recruit those Walking Corpses, and we'll have storage bags and free labor then."

In theory, any treasures in the village would have been plundered by the preceding Hua Hua Langs.

How could treasures, like storage bags, still be left for Tian Lin and the others to take?

But the village they once passed wasn't like that!

The last village they passed was evidently a den of Walking Corpses. Not to mention mortals daring to scavenge, even a Golden Core cultivator would likely perish there.

And if Real Person Tingyu could restore his cultivation to the Nascent Soul Realm, he would naturally not fear the Walking Corpses in that village.

"How much time do you need?"

Tian Lin asked Real Person Tingyu, who replied, "In just another half month, I will definitely restore my cultivation."

After saying that, Real Person Tingyu instructed Langguan and the second in command, "For the next half-month you two will take turns keeping watch and are responsible for refining Spirit Stones. The old man needs to restore his cultivation without delay."

Now in the Golden Core Realm, Real Person Tingyu no longer had the cautious demeanor from before, possessing the demeanor of a Nascent Soul mighty figure.

This greatly angered Langguan and the second in command!

They could never have imagined the old man was once a Nascent Soul mighty figure. But why would such a mighty figure join their ranks?

These questions puzzled them, and they dared not ask further.

Fortunately, when they formed a brotherhood with Tian Lin, they also took the old man along.

It wasn't to greedily gain a Nascent Soul mighty figure as a brother, but because of the oath before Houtu, preventing the old man from killing Langguan and the second in command.

Otherwise, given the old man's vindictive nature, how could Langguan and the second in command still be alive?

"If only the third, fourth, and fifth were still alive, how great would that be? Not saying anything else—given the seventh's cultivation, reaching the Central State should be feasible."

The large dormitory at night housed only Tian Lin and a few others, while the mummified corpses were crowded in another dormitory.

At this moment, Langguan and the second in command gathered around the fire, with Tian Lin joining them for the night watch.

"Although the Central State is vast, there must be many Hua Hua Langs like us fleeing there. Can the Great Qi Dynasty accommodate all of us?"

Tian Lin asked, to which Langguan replied, "Those who manage to reach the Central State from afar are likely all cultivators. The court can do without mortals but cannot do without cultivators."

Tian Lin wasn't worried about reaching the Central State now, as Real Person Tingyu had recovered to the Nascent Soul Realm. As long as nothing went wrong on the road, getting to the Central State wouldn't be a problem.

His fear was that once they reached the Central State, he still wouldn't find a way out of this world.

What was the purpose of the Immortal Sword trapping him and Real Person Tingyu in this world? Tian Lin still couldn't figure it out.

Thus, half a month passed in a flash, and one midnight, Real Person Tingyu rose from his bed.

With a wave of his hand, the wooden house instantly collapsed.

In an instant, a swarm of Evil Spirits and roaming souls surged over.

Tian Lin and the other two's faces changed slightly, hurriedly using their methods to deal with the incoming Evil Spirits.

But there were too many Evil Spirits, among them were Night Patrol Deities and Day Patrol Deities.

The Night Patrol Deity wasn't a concern, but the Day Patrol Deity was beyond Tian Lin's handling, let alone Langguan and the second in command.

Tian Lin shouted angrily, "Old Seven, what are you trying to do? Aren't you afraid Houtu will hold you accountable for trying to kill us with roaming souls?"

Real Person Tingyu snorted coldly, "You brat, let me teach you a lesson. From now on, in my presence, you must address me as Real Person—otherwise, you'll suffer for it!"

Real Person Tingyu didn't dare let those Evil Spirits kill Tian Lin and the others, because ultimately, these Evil Spirits were let in by him. If they killed Tian Lin and the others, the unjust act could not be concealed from Houtu.

He waved his large sleeve again and shouted, "Destroy!"