The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 269 - 268 I Have a Gambling Element

Having seen the Great Snow Mountain, Lin Yun could understand why the Grassland People revered the Snow Mountain as their faith.

The Great Snow Mountain could be seen from most parts of the grassland, its peak linked with the horizon. How could it not inspire awe?

Even Lin Yun, a hostile force, felt a profound reverence for the Snow Mountain upon arriving at this place, let alone the people living on the grasslands.

"Are you cold?"

The Snow Maiden asked Lin Yun.

She knew Lin Yun’s cultivation level wasn’t high, and at the base of the Snow Mountain, he should feel somewhat uncomfortable.

In reality, Lin Yun was only a little cold.

Seeing everyone else acting normally, he casually said, "It’s okay."

The Snow Maiden: "..."

The others weren’t cold because they had endured years of arduous cultivation on the Snow Mountain, even Huyan Jue had trained at the base of the Snow Mountain for a period of time.

For the Grassland People, physical training was inseparable from the blessings of the Snow Mountain. Cultivating under the Snow Mountain and absorbing its Spiritual Energy was key to improving their cultivation levels.

Yet Lin Yun, who had never been to the Snow Mountain before and whose cultivation level was not very high, was actually not afraid of the Snow Mountain’s bitter cold...

Truly worthy of being my brother.

Thinking satisfied thoughts, the Snow Maiden whistled, and before long, Lin Yun saw a storm sweeping towards him.

Approaching, Lin Yun saw that it was a white horse.

"This is Snowstep, my Spirit Beast. Ah Yun, ride on it," said the Snow Maiden.

The Snow Maiden stroked the head of Snowstep, the Spirit Colt, and let Lin Yun climb aboard. Snowstep was naturally unwilling at first, and immediately struggled.

With a smile on his face, Lin Yun quietly imbued Snowstep with the Power of Thunder.

A mere horse, trying to act tough?

After being struck by the electric force, Snowstep became much more docile. It sensed the power contained within the thunder and dared not resist any further.

Seeing how docile Snowstep had become, the Snow Maiden was relieved.

Snowstep had a fiery temperament and was close only to her; no one but her could ride it.

But Lin Yun was her brother, a child of the Divine Spirit; surely Snowstep would not refuse him.

Indeed, without a hitch, Snowstep obediently submitted.

Then, the Snow Maiden unfastened Zhang Ling and Huyan Jue from the Dragon Binding Rope. Now that they had arrived at the base of the Snow Mountain, her strength was further enhanced, which was related to her attributes. As the Snow Maiden, the daughter of a Divine Spirit, returning to the Snow Mountain was like coming home. Here, the Snow Maiden’s combat power was unrivaled in the world.

It wasn’t that she was strong, but that the Snow Mountain Divine Power was invincible within the Snow Mountain’s domain.

Zhang Ling and Huyan Jue had opportunities to escape along the way, which was why she didn’t release them earlier; but once on the Snow Mountain, they wouldn’t be able to cause any trouble.

With their bindings released, they could ascend the mountain quickly.

Two days had already passed, and the window of opportunity was fleeting. The Snow Maiden had already decided that once she proved everyone present was innocent and found the insider traitor, she would hurry down the mountain and must reach the Mountain and Sea Pass within one night.

Snowstep, carrying Lin Yun, raced wildly, becoming a whirlwind. Despite galloping on the snowy ground, it left no trace.

True Traceless Snowstep.

The Snow Maiden and others took off directly from the spot, and the warriors bounced and leaped with great speed, but they were all left behind by Snowstep.

Good heavens, are you saying your horses are not as fast as mine?

The Snow Maiden sped up a bit, quickly catching up to Lin Yun, and soon, a majestic and solemn Divine Temple appeared.

In Lin Yun’s imagination, the Divine Temple should have been halfway up the mountain, but because the Snow Mountain was so large, what was clearly a temple on the mountain seemed as though it was still at the foot of the mountain.

With the Snow Maiden’s return, the bonfires of the Divine Temple were lit.

The warriors standing guard outside the Divine Temple, bare-chested, immediately bent halfway in salute and opened the gates of the temple for the Snow Maiden.

Built against the Snow Mountain, the Snow Mountain Temple was approached through a large gate followed by a long corridor, leading to the main hall straight ahead, which bore a four-character plaque: Virtue Blesses the Multitude.

These four characters seemed unusual to Lin Yun; the Grassland People had their own language, so why use the script of the Central Plains for the most sacred Snow Mountain Temple?

These characters were different from the current script of the Central Plains, but evidently they were from the same lineage. Lin Yun had come across such script when browsing through some ancient tomes, resembling small seal script.

It seemed there had been some connection between the people of the Central Plains and the Grassland People long, long ago.

Lin Yun did not linger; he was undercover now and needed to act inconspicuously.

"Follow me into the temple."

The Snow Maiden had communicated with the Grand Shaman on their way up the mountain. Now, the Grand Shaman was already waiting inside the temple.

Lin Yun ascended the nine-tiered steps, every stride he took steady and measured, as did the others, careful not to step too broadly.

The Divine Temple was vast, and upon entering, Lin Yun saw eight massive pillars supporting the dome.

The pillars were inscribed with many runes he did not understand.

What caught Lin Yun’s attention the most was the statue of the Snow Mountain God.

It was clearly Xuanwu!

A creature combining turtle and snake, it was indeed Xuanwu from among the Four Sacred Beasts.

Yet what was seen as a Sacred Beast by the people of the Central Plains had become the sole god for the Grassland People.

Seeing Xuanwu, Lin Yun suddenly felt much more at ease; his own kind!

I’m well acquainted with the White Tiger!

The statue of Xuanwu depicted in the temple bore the heavens on its back, its colossal head looking up to the sky, roaring, while beneath Xuanwu, three people knelt.

Interpreting the statue simply, Lin Yun thought it suggested that Xuanwu was protecting humanity and battling some being in the heavens. Out of gratitude, humans kneeled and prayed to it.

Probably something like that!

"Are you the Divine Child of the Snow Mountain?"

Lin Yun suddenly heard a pleasant voice and realized he had been so captivated by the statue that he forgot where he was.

The speaker was a woman sitting on a meditation cushion, dressed like the Snow Maiden, wrapped entirely in white cloth, her face covered with a veil, leaving only her eyes visible.

Standing beside her were six people dressed in the same attire.

These were the Shaman-Priests of the Snow Mountain Divine Church.

The lineage of the Shaman-Priests of the Snow Mountain Divine Church was passed down through succession. These six were the disciples of the Grand Shaman, and before her death, one would be chosen to inherit the position. The others not chosen would have to leave the Snow Mountain and also forget the teachings of the Shaman-Priest lineage.

They were also called Shaman-Priests, but without real power, ranked even below the warriors.

To distinguish between the Shaman-Priest and her disciples, the one in actual power was referred to as the Grand Shaman, and within the Snow Mountain Divine Church, there were no Second or Third Shaman-Priests.

At this moment, the only person who had the authority to speak to Lin Yun was the Grand Shaman. Lin Yun promptly performed a salute and said, "I simply had a dream and then received amazing powers."

Unspoken implication: I never claimed to be the Divine Child of the Snow Mountain.

If you misinterpret it that way, it’s not my concern, but Lin Yun also provided information to lead them on.

A Divine Spirit bestowing powers through dreams is hard to disprove, especially since Lin Yun truly possessed the Great Mist Divine Power, so it would be really difficult for the people of the Snow Mountain Divine Church to doubt his identity.

Unless they could actually communicate with the God of the Snow Mountain, who then could help them debunk the claim.

That was the gamble Lin Yun was taking.

I bet your turtle won’t reveal itself!