The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 321 - 320 Thunder and Rainy Night

The Book Immortal saw the answer, yet finding it only deepened his confusion.

If a question was without an answer, like involving a taboo, he would sense it, knowing that he ventured into forbidden territory and would thus desist.

But he merely changed the way he phrased the question, and the Heavenly Book provided an answer.

In this answer, Lin Yun was already a dead man.

An identity not to be spoken of, the Book Immortal knew clearly in his heart.

Lin Yu was the White Tiger, different from those who received the Power of the Four Kings. Others received Divine Power, but Lin Yu was the White Tiger incarnate, whose true name must not be uttered, yet the Book Immortal knew who it was.

And when Lin Yu had previously interacted with the Heavenly Book, it had also revealed her destiny. Even as the White Tiger incarnate, she couldn’t escape the prophecy. Who, then, was Lin Yun to be sacred?

The Book Immortal subconsciously asked the Heavenly Book about Lin Yun’s origins, only to see blue smoke rising from the book.

Rushing to extinguish the fire with his Divine Power, touching the taboo meant using his own spiritual essence to compensate.

After the fire was out, the Book Immortal was left listless, having depleted a great amount of his spiritual essence, requiring a long period of convalescence to recover.

And his listlessness stemmed not from an empty spirit but more so from a fear of Lin Yun.

Attempting to divine Lin Yun’s future yielded no precise answer. The future is always full of variables, and the more powerful the subject of divination, the more uncertain the future.

But the Heavenly Book could still make predictions and offer various outcomes.

Lin Yun had none.

That would have been the end of it, but attempting to divine his past almost burned the Heavenly Book itself.

Having lived for who knows how many years, it was the first time the Book Immortal had encountered such a situation.

And yet...

On the threads of others’ fates, he was decidedly a deceased.

"What did you calculate?"

While the Book Immortal was mired in turmoil, Lin Yun noticed his strange behavior. Just before, the book had produced smoke, prompting him to wonder what exactly had happened.

The Book Immortal, not daring to speak recklessly, could only say, "This old one did indeed calculate something, but I cannot go into details. The one to become emperor is a woman, and already wed. To claim the throne, she will pay a painful price, and moreover, all who rise to emperorship are fated to make sacrifices for the people. That’s all I can say about this matter; I cannot divulge more."

Fear was starting to take hold of the Book Immortal.

Once, he thought omniscience too lonely; now he realized the sheer terror of the unknown.

The world is vast, and he had finally met his nemesis.

Lin Yun, seeing his firm stance and failing to get the answers he wanted, considered this confirmation enough.

He thought he was a Great Emperor, but his guess was incorrect.

It meant, ultimately, some woman would come to wrest away his Divine Artifacts.

And married, no less...

How to put it, that wasn’t his cup of tea!

Lin Yun liked only his own wife, albeit with a bit of a surplus.

But that wasn’t the point.

Seeing the Book Immortal’s dejected demeanor, Lin Yun suggested, "I see the Book Immortal is weary. Let us end here for today. You’ve all worked hard; why not retire and rest?"

The Flower Fairy and Lin Yu were indeed tired. They had come straight to the Mountain and Sea Pass from the Demon Tribe battlefield, fought a battle, then ventured into the Secret Realm, and shortly after emerging, they fought against Yuan Zidan.

They had not rested properly all day; and though Cultivators could alleviate fatigue through cultivation, a good sleep was certainly superior to cultivation.

"If the Book Immortal is tired, let him rest. I have much to discuss with you. Fellow Daoist Yu, Flower Fairy, and Miss Bai, if you have no other business, please take your leave and rest. It’s already late."

Dongfang Hongyue unhesitatingly assumed the role of the principal wife.

The excitement of a belated reunion, and her affection for Lin Yun was at its peak. If it weren’t for the audience, she would have longed for intimate whispers with Lin Yun.

Now with the others gone, she could enjoy a loving time with Lin Yun.

"Funny, I have a lot to say as well. Why don’t you all leave first?"

The Flower Fairy wouldn’t give in.

She too was vying for the position of principal wife. This Dongfang Hongyue, she shouldn’t underestimate others!

Lin Yun watched them ready to start another fight and hastily said, "Actually, I’m the one who is tired. My Cultivation Level is indeed weaker compared to all of you. After today’s continuous battles, I feel exhausted in body and spirit and wish to rest properly. Can we talk about everything tomorrow, is that alright?"

With Lin Yun putting on a tired front, no one had anything else to say, except Bai Jiaojiao, "Then how about I warm the bed for you?"

"There’s no need; you too should go and rest."

Lin Yun decisively rejected the tempting offer. With Bai Jiaojiao warming the bed, he feared there would be no rest tonight.

Besides, if one person stayed, no one would leave.

Only when he rejected everyone would they leave cleanly.

Rejected heartlessly by Lin Yun, Bai Jiaojiao pouted and left dissatisfied.

But before she went, she still managed to shoot Lin Yun a meaningful glance.

I’ll come to find you tonight.

The four women, keeping watch over each other, left the room.

It was already deep into the night when Lin Yun closed the doors and windows, placing the Classic of Mountains and Seas and Qiaobian together, contemplating the two Divine Artifacts. Once again, he felt, perhaps, he was very much like a tool.

If he was not meant to be emperor, what was the significance of these Divine Artifacts?

A delivery courier?

Forget it, no point dwelling on that now.

Lin Yun called the Book Immortal out again.

The Book Immortal had a face full of exasperation.

Lin Yun’s earlier consideration for his fatigue had moved him.

But he had not expected Lin Yun, after all, to still need him.

And how little time had passed! 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

He had just begun to hibernate when Lin Yun woke him up.

"I want to ask you the last question now," Lin Yun declared.

Book Immortal: "..."

I have a phrase "MMP" on the tip of my tongue, but I’m not sure if it’s appropriate to say it.

"Go ahead and ask, and after you do..."

"I know, once I ask, you will leave, but I hope you won’t tell anyone about the question I ask."

Book Immortal: "..."

You’re so eager to send me away, it makes me feel somewhat disrespected.

"Don’t worry, I won’t say anything."

The Book Immortal didn’t want to get too involved with Lin Yun, nor did he want to attract trouble.

Lin Yun then solemnly began, "My final question is about the identity of the Lin Yun I replaced. How did that Lin Yun die, and what does it have to do with me?"

That was why Lin Yun wanted to ask separately, away from others.

He didn’t directly say that he was a transmigrator, thinking if the Heavenly Book really knew everything, it should be able to figure it out, and if it couldn’t, then it was just as well he didn’t say.

Who would have thought that as soon as he asked this question, the Book Immortal was completely unsettled.

The last thing he wanted was to deal with questions related to Lin Yun, especially feeling that this question might lead to Lin Yun’s origins.

"Can we change the question?"

The Book Immortal had just suffered a loss, and now faced with this, he feared he truly couldn’t withstand it.

"Is there some secret in the middle of all this that you don’t dare to tell?"

The Book Immortal silently passed the Heavenly Book to Lin Yun, saying, "Why don’t you give it a try, don’t ask me?"

The Book Immortal thought that since Lin Yun had great merit, perhaps if he asked, it might offset the backlash from the Heavenly Book probing into taboos.

Lin Yun, feeling a bit speechless by the Book Immortal’s actions, had no choice but to take the Heavenly Book and repeat his question. The book began to heat up, and a mysterious power surged towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun felt a daze, only to realize he had been transported to another place.

Upon focusing his eyes, he recognized it as the Green Bamboo Villa, the place where the dream began.

Not only that, Lin Yun now had a god’s-eye view, watching like a movie, observing the person living alone in Green Bamboo Villa.

Who else could that person be if not Lin Yun!

"Three years now, and I don’t know how much longer mother can hold on, yet here I am, trapped and accomplishing nothing, dammit!"

Accompanied by the voiceover, that Lin Yun slammed his fist on the table.

It appeared that the voiceover was his inner monologue.

The sound of rain outside was accompanied by the rumble of thunder.

The isolated Lin Yun in Green Bamboo Villa felt even more irritated because of this rain.

He couldn’t help but open his shirt to look at the cloud-shaped birthmark, recalling words Lin Yu had once said to him at the age of eight.

"My Yun’er might be a child chosen by the Divine Spirits, destined for greatness."

It was the tone of an elder teasing a child, but the young Lin Yun asked seriously, "What does ’destined for greatness’ mean?"

"It means that when you grow up, you’ll definitely be very impressive."

Young Lin Yun then brightened up, earnestly replying, "When I become impressive, I will protect mother well and let her have a good life."

"Yun’er is such a good boy."

Lin Yun, who was "watching the movie," also saw this memory, and instantly felt an odd sensation.

Meanwhile, the Lin Yun in Green Bamboo Villa, recalling these thoughts, felt a surge of homesickness and longing for Lin Yu.

"If there really are Gods in this world, could you please help me? I am willing to pay any price, just to make my mother get better..."

"Boom!"

A massive clap of thunder sounded, rumbling on for quite a while.

Lin Yun couldn’t help but feel surprised; it was springtime, so why was there such a severe thunderstorm?

He stepped out of his room into the courtyard, and another flash of bright lightning tore the sky, turning night into day. A bolt of lightning struck the yard, followed by an explosive thunderclap just seconds later.

Lin Yun couldn’t help but cover his ears, his head buzzing.

The thunder tonight was a bit frightening.

Just as he was about to return to his room, he caught a glimpse of a figure at the spot where the lightning had struck.

Lin Yun hurried over to check, and upon closer inspection, he found a man without a scrap of clothing on.

There had clearly been no one there during the lightning strike, and when he had covered his ears, darkness enveloped everything for a moment—the man had appeared during that time.

Lin Yun carried the man back into the room, lit an oil lamp, and upon seeing the man’s face clearly, he shivered with shock.

It was terrifying to see someone who looked exactly like himself for the first time, and Lin Yun instinctively felt fear.

Too terrifying!

But after the initial shock, seeing that the man was still unconscious, he checked many other attributes.

Other than the birthmark on the chest being different, they were nearly identical.

In that instant, Lin Yun suddenly thought of the wish he had just casually made.

Could it be that this was the way the Divine Spirits were fulfilling his wish?

Looking at the man who was still deep in sleep, many thoughts crossed Lin Yun’s mind.

Finally, he chose the best method.

"Let this man be my stand-in!"

Lin Yun, who was "watching the movie," was dumbfounded.

Well, this is just outrageous...