I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong
Chapter 510 - 472 Intelligence

Chapter 510: Chapter 472 Intelligence

Given that she encountered old acquaintances, Mei Xianfu could not possibly abandon these acquaintances who were on the verge of starvation.

She brought several women into Fuzhou City and found an uninhabited vacant house.

This vacant house was actually a grain station, fronting as a tavern, with the back used for storage.

"My parents died early; from as young as I remember, I’ve been playing in Fuzhou with Xin Auntie’s children."

Having settled the women down, Mei Xianfu came to Tian Lin’s room to explain:

"I don’t know what maternal and paternal love are, but I am sure that Aunt Dan and the others treated me well — even if I suspect it’s because of my grandfather, so they want to curry favor with me."

Tian Lin didn’t care about what Mei Xianfu wanted to do, as long as it didn’t affect him, and he didn’t have the right to interfere with Mei Xianfu anyway.

He only asked, "Do you plan to take them back to Wenda Sect?"

Mei Xianfu shook her head and said, "I plan to find the transmission array in Fuzhou and then take them into the Goddess Sect. Although they are not of the Goddess Sect, can’t even be considered servant disciples — when they’re down, Goddess Sect will not deny them some food."

Seeing her mind was made up, Tian Lin had nothing more to say.

He asked Mei Xianfu, "When do you intend to find that transmission array?"

He had heard Mei Xianfu mention that the transmission array was beneath an abandoned well in Fuzhou City.

"The abandoned well will only appear at night under moonlight, so we still have to wait a few hours."

Tian Lin, hearing this, glanced at the sky outside.

Outside, swarming locusts filled the sky, yet couldn’t block the bright sunlight shining into the city.

It’s still at least two or three hours until night when the moon appears.

"We can first check the garden; don’t wait until night to find the abandoned well’s garden already occupied."

Mei Xianfu nodded in agreement to his suggestion, and without hesitation, they both headed out, leaving Cui’er and her sisters behind.

At present, Fuzhou not only had few people on the streets.

But those who wandered the streets were surely wearing tattered clothing, looking like the undead.

It’s not that the flying locusts would chew through the clothes in the city — it’s just because Fuzhou lacked grain, and those with grain took their clothes and food and left the city.

Fuzhou transformed from a bustling business hub into a ghost city. Those who remained, even if wealthy, had nowhere to buy new clothes. After all, who would spend money on new clothes instead of buying food?

"We seem a bit too conspicuous."

Tian Lin touched his cheek; his face was not only fat but also plump, not matching the haggard look of local residents.

"Wearing a veil is embarrassing enough; for me to dress in dirty clothes like a beggar — if people found out, wouldn’t they mock Mei Xianfu as a coward?"

Tian Lin thought about it and decisively abandoned the idea of having her change her appearance. Given how she looked now, dressing as a beggar wouldn’t be useful.

She couldn’t disguise herself, and with her curvaceous figure pairing with beggar clothes, it might cause more trouble.

After all, although being dressed stunningly draws attention, others would contemplate her background, thus refraining from provoking her easily.

Soon, they reached a deserted courtyard in the abandoned marketplace of Fuzhou.

The courtyard had long been dilapidated, with footprints of many climbing over the walls.

The gates of the courtyard had already collapsed, and weeds filled the area, indicating it had been abandoned for a long time.

After ensuring there was no one around, Tian Lin and Mei Xianfu entered the courtyard.

The two wandered around the courtyard, but there was nothing worth staying for, so they went out.

They weren’t in a hurry to go back to find Cui’er and the sisters, instead, they wandered around outside.

Although Fuzhou was in decline now, most cultivators had left.

Yet there were still some staying for various reasons.

The two naturally overlooked the few ’last remaining’ restaurants, their attention drawn to the street vendors outside.

The street vendors sold quite a variety of things, which were nothing Tian Lin and Mei Xianfu would fancy.

But even though those items weren’t particularly valuable, at least they were novel.

"A mountain-moving warrior?"

Tian Lin touched the origami paperman in hand, asking the young vendor, "How much spirit stone?"

"Ten!"

Noticing Mei Xianfu’s frown, the vendor hastily replied to Tian Lin, "Five, five pancakes will do."

However, Mei Xianfu spoke up from the side, "This mountain-moving warrior’s cost is just a piece of paper; any Foundation Establishment cultivator can make it. Nowadays, it’s not Spiritual Energy that’s lacking, but food."

After hearing Mei Xianfu’s words, the vendor immediately retorted:

"A mountain-moving warrior can only be made by someone trained in Qimen Dunjia. In Fuzhou City, only my store sells mountain-moving warriors — besides, I’m not asking for meat pancakes, just five plain pancakes. Esteemed ones, what I ask for isn’t much."

Mei Xianfu went to speak, but Tian Lin said to the vendor, "I’ll give you one meat pancake, and you give me five mountain-moving warriors."

One meat pancake was much more valuable than five regular pancakes. Moreover, Tian Lin’s meat pancakes were made at the Wenda Sect, not only well-portioned but with highly precious ingredients.

The vendor’s eyes gleamed as he saw the meat pancake Tian Lin brought out.

He nodded repeatedly and even said, "I will give you twenty mountain-moving warriors if the esteemed one gives me one more meat pancake, will that be alright?"

Tian Lin shook his head, saying, "For too many mountain-moving warriors, there isn’t much use; five will be enough."

After exchanging the meat pancake with the vendor, he asked him, "We are from the North Wilderness and heard Fuzhou is a grain-producing land of the Goddess Sect, so we came here. How come when we arrived, not only didn’t we find any grain but not even Fuzhou’s inhabitants?"

The vendor nodded in understanding and said, "No wonder your accent is a bit strange, it’s not like those from the Southern State."

After a pause, the vendor said, "Fuzhou being a grain-producing land of the Goddess Sect is last year’s news. Ever since the New Heaven Sect folks started their uprising, no one has planted in Fuzhou’s land. Everyone joined the New Heaven Sect, following them to the Goddess Sect to ask for food."

Upon hearing this, Tian Lin furrowed his brow, saying, "The Goddess Sect, with its many Nascent Soul elders and thousand-year history as an immortal gate. What kind of backing does this New Heaven Sect have to dare challenge the Goddess Sect, aren’t they afraid of being killed by the elders of the Goddess Sect?"

"This New Heaven Sect is composed of Nascent Soul cultivators coming from all directions, their combat power not inferior to the Goddess Sect. We don’t know where their confidence comes from — strangely enough, the Goddess Sect turned into turtles once encountering the New Heaven Sect."

Tian Lin said, "Did the people of the New Heaven Sect manage to get food?"

"When the New Heaven Sect began to gain momentum, most of Fuzhou’s grain was used by them to recruit people. Precisely because of New Heaven Sect’s generous food offering, they gathered countless Hua Hualang in no time. With so many Hua Hualang, even if they haven’t gotten the grain yet, they won’t be long from breaking the Goddess Sect’s defenses and sharing its grain."