I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong

The destination was about to be reached, and a smile appeared on the young man's face.

In fact, most of the day's journey was not difficult, but the siblings had been traveling on empty stomachs. It was manageable for him, but his sister had already been hungry to the point of her stomach growling.

"This Spice Manor doesn't seem peaceful at all!"

Tian Lin, walking ahead, did not smile. Instead, he looked at the dense forest to the left on the mountain path.

Among them, Tian Lin had the highest cultivation, and his five senses were much stronger than others.

He only heard the sound of rustling grass, and turned his vigilant gaze to the bushes in the forest.

The officer and the second-in-command reacted as well, both looking towards the slope's vegetation.

But neither of them had high cultivation, and their vision and senses were not much better than a mortal's, so they did not notice anything unusual.

It wasn't until Tian Lin raised his sword and deflected the two arrows shot from the thick forest that they could be sure there were people in the forest.

The officer had gotten to know the siblings along the way and had a good impression of the young man.

He couldn't bear for the siblings to get hurt, so he pressed the young man's neck down, hiding him behind a rock on the slope, while he wielded his knife and charged towards the dense forest from behind the rock.

The young man, taken care of by the officer, hid with his sister behind the rock, dodging the arrows' attack. But he did not shy away from battle, saying to the little girl behind the rock:

"Girl, hide well here. Brother will be right back."

Dragging a broken sword with a missing tip, he rushed into the forest but had already missed a step.

In fact, he was not the only one who missed a step; so did the officer and the second-in-command.

When the officer and the second-in-command were searching for enemies, Tian Lin had already found the bandits first.

So, when the young man and the officer entered the forest, all they saw were five corpses at Tian Lin's feet.

These five corpses were all young and strong, each holding a bow and a pack.

The bows and arrows were one thing, but apart from a few blood-stained clothes in the packs, there was only half a small pack of meat and buckwheat.

Tian Lin just touched the half small pack of meat powder and casually threw it to the ground.

Although this meat powder had been dried and ground into powder, Tian Lin could still recognize it as 'two-legged sheep' meat.

As for the buckwheat, Tian Lin didn't know whether the five bandits had brought it themselves or if they had robbed it from some unfortunate souls. Altogether, it was only a small half pack, insufficient for a few days' food supply.

"These bandits don't have high cultivation, but they're quite bold. Isn't this hill where the Spice Manor is located?"

Tian Lin didn't know much about the Spice Manor, but although the young man was young, he had grown up in a bandit hideout, so he knew quite a bit about the surrounding forces and villages.

Along the way, the young man explained quite a bit, allowing Tian Lin to understand that Xiang Mountain, where the Spice Manor is located, was the Wang Family's territory.

Logically speaking, since it was the Wang Family's territory, bandits shouldn't be robbing travelers here.

"Xiang Mountain isn't a treasure mountain, and the trees on this mountain aren't filled with precious trees and fertile fields. As long as these bandits don't target the Spice Manor, the Wang Family won't care about them being bandits on the mountain."

The young man said, "Actually, most bandits in the capital are controlled by aristocratic families. Many life-threatening and dirty tasks that the aristocratic families don't want to do are arranged for those bandits.

The court also needs these bandits to rob travelers on the road, to stop the influx of Hua Hualang people—this capital is large but can't sustain more people."

While talking, the young man's gaze was focused on the buckwheat in Tian Lin's hand.

Although he acted mature for his age, he couldn't help but swallow due to prolonged hunger.

Tian Lin didn't have much need for food, so he looked towards the officer and the second-in-command.

After the officer also expressed his agreement, Tian Lin divided the food into four parts, giving the young man one share.

The young man felt a bit embarrassed, "I didn't contribute much, according to the rules, I shouldn't receive any food."

Tian Lin replied, "Since you drew your sword and joined us, you can't say you didn't contribute. This share of food should be yours."

Throughout the journey, the young man had provided them with much information, saving Tian Lin and the others from asking around.

Besides, Tian Lin himself didn't care much for food; the ones who truly cared were the officer and the second-in-command.

Both the officer and the second-in-command expressed their willingness to share food with the young man, so why should Tian Lin be stingy?

"Thank you, three elder brothers, for your kindness. I will definitely repay you someday!"

The young man bowed and did not refuse further.

He was managing, but he couldn't bear for his sister to go hungry. So, taking the buckwheat, he ran back behind the rock with his sword.

While the young man shared food with his sister, Tian Lin stood on a large rock on the slope, surveying the Spice Manor below.

The Spice Manor didn't have farmland; it was an extremely large manor.

The manor was bustling with people, and faint sounds of chickens crowing could be heard coming from the manor.

"Do you think the elder is truly in the manor? Even if the elder is in the manor, would he be willing to see us bother him?"

The second-in-command stood behind Tian Lin, his gaze following Tian Lin's towards the Spice Manor.

Clearly, he and the officer weren't as optimistic as Tian Lin.

It's not that they didn't believe the silent rain master might be at the Spice Manor, but they felt that the silent rain master would certainly be unwilling to receive them.

After all, the silent rain master had always had a poor attitude towards them, and later even considered himself their leader.

"He's probably unwilling."

Tian Lin said with a smile, and before the second-in-command could feel disheartened, he added, "But even if he's unwilling, he has no choice. According to our vow, brothers should help each other; he can't just watch us die without helping."

Indeed, if the silent rain master didn't see them, that would be a different matter. But if he did see them, would he dare let them starve to death?

"Now the concern is, this Spice Manor seems completely self-sufficient, and people in the village won't easily leave the village. How can we contact the seventh brother?"

"According to the young man, someone transports wood into the manor at the beginning of each month. It's still about twenty days until the beginning of the month, but our food likely won't last that long."

After speaking, Tian Lin looked towards the young man.

The young man was actually in a worse situation than Tian Lin and the others.

Tian Lin and the others didn't have enough food, but they could endure hunger for up to twenty days.

But the young man had no food; if there was no assistance within twenty days, he and his sister had no chance of survival.

"Brother Tian, are you a Sword Cultivator?"

The young man had no idea of Tian Lin's thoughts and wasn't worried about starvation; instead, he was looking at the sword on Tian Lin's back.

"I'm not a Sword Cultivator."

"But I saw you using your sword to deflect arrows earlier. That swordsmanship was truly exceptional. Brother Tian, can you teach me swordsmanship?"

Tian Lin wasn't stingy with his swordsmanship but explained, "I'm only stronger in cultivation than others, with good spiritual perception. The arrows weren't deflected with swordsmanship but broken with sheer force of cultivation.

If you want to learn swordsmanship, I can teach you one or two techniques I know. But mind you, I'm not a Sword Cultivator, so I can't be your mentor."

Although Tian Lin wasn't a Sword Cultivator, he had truly studied quite a few sword techniques.

Moreover, along the journey, he had killed several Cultivators, from whom he had opportunistically taken a few sword manuscripts from their Storage Bags to give to the young man.

The young man took the sword manuscripts and began leafing through them, while continuing to climb the mountain with Tian Lin and the others, looking at the mental method in the book.