The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 282 - 281: Let’s Wrestle (5th Update)

Lin Yun had long wanted to make contact with Xinjue, and Xinjue shared the same thought, but in the presence of the Snow Maiden, they couldn’t say too much that crossed the line; they could only be ambiguously flirtatious.

Once the Snow Maiden left, Lin Yun directly cultivated to the seventh level.

This was not only because Xinjue’s chanting of the scriptures aided him, but also because inside Lin Yun’s body was a Little Green Dragon.

The first step in practicing the Dragon-Elephant Divine Skill was to paint a dragon with one’s blood and Qi, and Xiao Qing was just right for the job.

The second step, subjugation.

For the warriors of the Grassland who practiced this technique, the first step was already tiring enough, and subjugating the natural force for the second step was very difficult. However, if they succeeded, it also forged their spiritual power.

This is also why the Grassland people are generally quite resilient; not cultivating their spirit, yet not fearing psychic attacks.

For Lin Yun, however, it was much simpler. With just a casual thought, he could subdue the blood and Qi dragon and gain some strength in his body.

But Lin Yun was curious, where did this strength come from?

In past cultivation, all of Lin Yun’s strength could be traced.

Every drop of the Spiritual Liquid inside his body was drawn from the spiritual power in the outside world, purified by the Golden Lotus, and stored within him, as were the merits bestowed by the Golden Lotus, what Little Gold spoke of as virtues—these were all Lin Yun’s own.

But this time it was different; the strength came suddenly. After some pondering, Lin Yun could only attribute it to some mysterious great force. This was probably why one was meant to visualize a dragon.

Could it be that this strength came from the dragon visualized?

Lin Yun glanced again at the statue of the Holy Buddha subjugating the dragon and felt a vague sympathy for that dragon.

If everyone visualized that dragon, after so many years, wouldn’t the dragon’s strength be plucked bare?

But...

If others could pluck, there wouldn’t be an issue if I did it too, right?

Having cultivated to the seventh level, Lin Yun felt that the eighth level wouldn’t be easy to break through and said to Xinjue, "Master, let’s stop here for today. Thank you very much, Master. After returning, I will also chant the sutras."

This was a wild hint.

Xinjue was immediately overjoyed and said, "This scripture is called the Compassionate Soul-Transcending Mantra; it has a calming effect and can also liberate the souls of the deceased."

"Liberate the souls of the deceased? Isn’t it said that the dead all return to the embrace of Snow Mountain? Why is there a need for liberation?"

Lin Yun looked innocently troublemaking, as if he was just genuinely curious about this matter.

Xinjue paused for a moment, then explained, "This scripture is mainly for calming and focusing the mind. Although it can be used to guide restless spirits, it is mostly unnecessary."

"I see, thank you for clarifying, Master. I noticed that the scripture mentions ’rebirth in the Pure Land.’ Is this Pure Land the embrace of the Snow Mountain God?"

Xinjue certainly could not deny it and immediately admitted it.

Lin Yun continued, "But in the embrace of the Snow Mountain God, isn’t everyone eternally returned to peace? Why then is it also called a Pure Land?"

Xinjue: "..."

He never expected to meet Lin Yun, who came specifically to nitpick.

You could find fault in the teachings of one religion, let alone two barely merged sects, and Lin Yun easily found contradictions.

Xinjue, unwilling to admit any fault in his own scriptures and not daring to say the teachings of the Snow Mountain Divine Church were wrong, had no choice but to force an explanation.

"The so-called Pure Land is not about noisy commotion, but the tranquility that ultimately comes after the uproar."

Impressive, the old monk was quite the storyteller.

Lin Yun looked as if he was humbly accepting the lesson, but did not further provoke him.

Seeing him struggling to explain, Lin Yun knew that as long as he was a normal person, he would surely be dissatisfied with his current status.

Of course, if he had ambition from the start, that would be even better.

It remained to be seen whether the old monk was truly detached from worldly concerns.

The Snow Maiden wandered around for a bit before returning, just as Lin Yun had finished his practice, and they headed back together.

With the descent from the mountain scheduled for the next day, and with the task of commanding the Eighteen Warriors, Lin Yun needed to prepare some things as well.

On the way back, Lin Yun again invited the Snow Maiden to ride with him on Snowstep, but she declined as before.

She harnessed the wind and, with rings under her feet, glided across the snowy ground. Her speed was no slower than Snowstep’s, and she seemed to be enjoying herself greatly.

I want to try that too!

"Ah Yun, how is your cultivation going?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"I’ve reached the seventh level."

"Then how about we have a strength contest?"

Lin Yun realized the challenge proposed by the Snow Maiden was much like a child’s spat.

"Sure, but how should we compete?"

"Wrestling, of course!"

The Grassland People test their strength through wrestling, abiding by rules where both participants must place their hands on each other’s shoulders, and tripping is forbidden. Pure strength is the only means to bring the opponent to the ground.

The Snow Maiden had never played this game with anyone and was quite interested. It was also a perfect opportunity for her to dampen Lin Yun’s enthusiasm for the Dragon-Elephant Divine Skill, fearing that if he reached that level in the future, he might have designs on the mother dragon.

To challenge him in wrestling was to kill two birds with one stone.

Naturally, Lin Yun wouldn’t refuse. Wrestling is great!

I enjoy wrestling with beautiful girls.

The two quickly returned to the Snow Mountain Divine Temple, and the Snow Maiden took Lin Yun to the Snow Maiden Palace, which was her personal abode. Without the Snow Maiden’s permission, no one could enter her palace—not even the Grand Shaman.

However, the Snow Maiden Palace was rather simple and unadorned, adorned only with some rare treasures and divine weapons.

The Snow Maiden usually didn’t use them; she only wore a simple set of magic garments.

There was no one else in the great hall, just the two of them, and the Snow Maiden took up her stance, saying, "Come on, let’s see what you’ve got!"

Lin Yun did as asked and placed his hands on her shoulders.

The Snow Maiden was one hundred and seventy-seven centimeters tall. If it weren’t for the fact that Lin Yun had recently improved his physical cultivation and grown a bit taller, he would have been a tad shorter than the Snow Maiden, which would have been somewhat embarrassing.

Even so, with their heights nearly matching, Lin Yun reached for the Snow Maiden’s shoulders and, upon grasping them, she also reached for his. Just as she was about to exert strength, Lin Yun’s clothes were torn by the Snow Maiden.

This was a garment woven by the ice silkworms of the snowy region. Though merely a mundane object, it was quite precious.

After tearing Lin Yun’s clothes, the Snow Maiden suddenly remembered that wrestlers usually bare their upper bodies.

"Just take it off; we can find you another one later."

Lin Yun did as he was told, baring his upper body, but he was not one to be outdone. Glancing at the Snow Maiden’s loose clothing, he said, "Isn’t this a bit unfair? Like this, it’s hard to get a stable grip."

The Snow Maiden: "..."

She had been hasty, caught up in the excitement of wrestling, and forgot that it involved baring their upper bodies.

But then again...

Remembering that on the Snow Mountain, Lin Yun had already seen her, and it didn’t seem to be a big deal, and since it was just the two of them there, she decided to loosen up a bit.

At the Snow Maiden’s thought, her white robe automatically fell away, covering only up to her chest, resembling a white dress.

Lin Yun found this attire rather appealing.

The sight of her delicate shoulders and exquisite collarbones ignited the fire of his eager spirit once more.

And as his hands lay on the Snow Maiden’s shoulders, she could feel the heat from Lin Yun’s hands as though it traveled up her shoulders to her face.

She was hasty again!