I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong

Tian Lin knew that what Mei Xianfu said was just angry words. Perhaps by sharing his plan with Mei Xianfu, he could make her feel better and gain more support from her—

But if the plan is exposed, it could lead to danger. With a Nascent Soul Powerhouse watching closely, caution can never be overemphasized.

Seemingly ignoring Mei Xianfu's sarcasm, Tian Lin calmly used True Qi to scatter the droplets from his clothes.

As he walked away from the abandoned well, he said, "It seems we won't find the secret well today. Why don't we head over to the tavern and take a stroll?"

Mei Xianfu recalled Tian Lin saying that the Punishment Envoy at the tavern was afraid of alarming their target, so he would pretend not to see them.

She always doubted Tian Lin's judgment and had long wanted to verify it again. Now that Tian Lin mentioned it, she simply nodded and said, "Alright, let's go take a look at the tavern."

The two left the small courtyard and headed straight toward the market area near the tavern.

At this time, Fuzhou City had significantly fewer people than before.

When Tian Lin and the others first arrived in Fuzhou City, they could occasionally see beggars on the streets.

But less than half a month later, there were fewer beggars, and even the number of vendors in the market area where the tavern was located had decreased.

"You two!"

The vendor selling paper figurines under the tavern had not left.

Seeing Tian Lin and Mei Xianfu approaching from a distance, he immediately stood up.

"It's only been a few days since I last saw you, young brother, but you seem to have lost weight. Don't tell me you didn't eat the meat pie I gave you?"

Upon hearing Tian Lin's words, the vendor's face showed bitterness: "I have a wife and children at home, a single meat pie is hardly enough to feed us."

He then brightened up, looking hopefully at Tian Lin and Mei Xianfu, and said, "You both still look splendid, which is truly delightful. I wonder if you've come to buy more Mountain Moving Warriors?"

Tian Lin smiled without responding, while Mei Xianfu frowned and bluntly said, "Last time, you exchanged a few sheets of paper for a meat pie from us, gaining quite a bargain. Now, having finished the pie, do you wish to take advantage again?"

The street vendor didn't get angry at Mei Xianfu's ridicule.

Instead, he pleaded with Tian Lin, saying, "Senior, how about this time I give you a hundred Mountain Moving Warriors for one meat pie?"

Tian Lin remained silent, while Mei Xianfu flew into a rage: "A hundred pieces of paper and you still want to exchange for a meat pie?"

Though she couldn't fold Mountain Moving Warriors herself, it didn't stop her from looking down on the cheap junk made from folded paper.

Ultimately, the Mountain Moving Warriors were considered 'low-class labor' used by cultivators for building houses, possessing strength but entirely lacking combat capabilities.

Such things, even when not in times of chaos, she would overlook, let alone now when shelter was plentiful, what use were Mountain Moving Warriors?

"Two hundred sheets, how about two hundred sheets for a meat pie?"

The vendor pitifully said, "Though Spiritual Energy isn't lacking now, folding a Mountain Moving Warrior is still quite labor-intensive for us."

A meat pie, though insignificant to Mei Xianfu, was not something to be distributed generously to outsiders.

Her attention was more focused on the Punishment Envoy inside the tavern.

Just as Tian Lin said, her actions below drew quite some attention. Yet the tavern upstairs remained silent, as if the Punishment Envoy there was deaf.

"Since you can fold paper figurines, see if you can help me by folding one that resembles me exactly."

The vendor was taken aback and said, "Senior wishes for a substitute? Unfortunately, I lack such skills."

In Qimen Dunjia, there is a type of substituting paper figurine made to resemble someone's physique and appearance—

Once the paper figurine resembles the real person, it can either kill the original and replace them in the world, or shield them from curses to resolve disasters.

But to fold such a paper figurine, not only is Divinity Transformation Realm cultivation required, exceptional proficiency in origami is also needed.

"Rest assured, I won't trouble you. The paper figurine I need doesn't have to shield me from harm. It just has to be able to move and be used as a decoy at crucial moments."

Hearing this, the vendor frowned and couldn't resist asking, "Who could such a paper figurine deceive?"

Mei Xianfu also looked at Tian Lin, knowing he intended to use a paper figurine to deceive the Nascent Soul Cultivators in Fuzhou.

Yet as the vendor mentioned, something resembling only in appearance wouldn't deceive Nascent Soul Cultivators, let alone ordinary Golden Core Realm Punishment Envoys.

"To be frank, isn't the senior planning to cause trouble in Fuzhou City with those fakes?"

The vendor showed vigilance, fearful of Tian Lin causing trouble that would implicate him.

Tian Lin slightly furrowed his brows, reflecting before saying, "Do not misunderstand, young brother. I need these counterfeits solely to evade my enemies."

Seeing the vendor's disbelief, Tian Lin said, "Have you heard of Wang Yanyu from the North Wilderness?"

The vendor didn't respond as he had never been to the North Wilderness or had any recollection of Wang Yanyu.

"Wang Yanyu married into the now-declined Su family—though the Su family has fallen, it was once a great aristocratic family."

The vendor asked Tian Lin, "So, does senior mean this Wang Yanyu intends to harm you?"

Tian Lin nodded, "Wang Yanyu is a widow, and as the head female of the Su family, her life naturally is difficult; meanwhile, despite my average appearance, I am an immortal disciple."

The vendor doubted Tian Lin's boast, as despite the chaos, immortal disciples were immensely revered by common folk.

"Wang Yanyu covets my status as an immortal disciple and I admire Wang Yanyu's beauty. In essence, our affair is a passionate one."

Mei Xianfu coldly snorted—though she never noticed any entanglement between Tian Lin and Wang Yanyu, she had heard rumors about them.

Before, she considered Tian Lin a noble man, untainted by lust—after all, she spent considerable time at Wenda Sect and knew Tian Lin had no vices apart from cultivation, not even touching the two sword holders at home.

But in the past half month, after witnessing Tian Lin's familiarity with the Cui'er sisters, she no longer believed Tian Lin to be a noble man devoid of lust. Thus, she couldn't dismiss the rumors in Beiyed County as false.

"So, senior detests Wang Yanyu due to hostility born from love?"

Tian Lin nodded, "Though Wang Yanyu is decent, she ultimately cannot outweigh my senior sister."

Tian Lin glanced at Mei Xianfu, their eyes meeting without a shred of genuine emotion.

Seeing Tian Lin utter vulgar words involving her, Mei Xianfu wished to slap him but eventually restrained herself.

"This female senior indeed seems to be a divine match for you."

Mei Xianfu wore a veil, and while the vendor couldn't see her excelled beauty, he could guess Mei Xianfu looked extraordinary.

As for the claim that Tian Lin and Mei Xianfu were a perfect match, it was merely flattery.

Over there, Tian Lin agreed wholeheartedly: "Although Wang Yanyu is also beautiful, and she possesses all the grain of a county, so what? How could she compare with my Senior Sister Mei?"