The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 408 - 398 Why are you so fast?
Lin Yun had deceived many people in his lifetime, lying as easily as breathing, every time leaving people utterly bamboozled.
But this time, he was telling the absolute truth, and yet Zhao Ze clearly didn’t believe him.
"Alright, I’ll just tell you the truth," he said, "Your daughter now goes by the name Lin Yu, and she’s my wife-to-be who hasn’t yet come to my house."
Speaking of this, Lin Yun also began to feel somewhat headache.
According to the laws of this world, a man could have three wives and four concubines.
Cultivators, of course, need not abide by the mortal laws, and nobody could interfere with how many wives Lin Yun wanted to marry.
But the problem was that many of the cultivators’ notions were not much different from those of the secular world, such as, who should occupy the position of the main wife?
Not to fear scarcity but to fear unevenness, Lin Yun had already foreseen that he would inevitably face turbulent times in the future.
However, in front of others, Lin Yun introduced every girl as his wife-to-be.
This answer was even more far-fetched than the previous one, but Zhao Ze seemed a bit convinced after all.
Only now, the kind gaze he used to look at Lin Yun with was starting to become somewhat fierce.
Lin Yun: "..."
O dear father-in-law, please don’t look at me like that; I’m afraid I might accidentally set things ablaze...
The thing is, the aura of ghosts is simply different from that of the living, and Lin Yun’s instinctive reaction was to want to burn something.
But this was his father-in-law, so he couldn’t burn him.
Zhao Ze’s feelings were complicated; he was not exactly angry but certainly frustrated that even though he hadn’t yet met his daughter, the child he longed for already had a man in her life.
And this man, Lin Yun, had a face like jade and eyes like stars, looking excessively handsome and possessing a solid cultivation level. Seeing his appearance, one could tell he was a man with a prosperous love life; wouldn’t that shortchange his own daughter?
However, thinking that for so many years he had been absent, and now another man had taken his place, it seemed like a blessing in disguise.
"Her name is Lin Yu... doesn’t bear the Zhao family name, did You Ji remarry, is she angry..."
Seeing his father-in-law overthinking because of a name, Lin Yun found it amusing yet also felt like he was being force-fed dog food.
"You’ve misunderstood," Lin Yun said, "Actually... Lin Yu’s mother, You Ji, passed away shortly after Lin Yu was born, and Lin Yu was later found and adopted by someone else, that’s how she got this name. We’ve met a very skilled fortune teller before. He figured out her parents’ names. Her eyes closely resemble yours, so I guessed that she must be your daughter."
"Is that so, she looks like me..."
Lin Yun: "..."
It’s only the eyes, hey!
But seeing Zhao Ze’s excited state, Lin Yun didn’t have the heart to pour cold water on his emotions. Zhao Ze felt a surge of excitement, and upon remembering that his loved one had passed away, he couldn’t help feeling sad. Yet, the fact that their child had grown up was something to be happy about.
"Uncle, how about calming down a bit? Let’s leave this place, and then I can take you to see her," Lin Yun suggested.
Lin Yun had listened to the long story just to ask this question.
The path was blocked by the ninety-nine Dragon Pillars ahead and behind, and Lin Yun did not want to blast his way out like before, especially since there seemed to be a ghost who knew something here, Lin Yun decided to use a simpler method: interacting with this NPC to obtain the crucial information.
As it turned out, this conversation lasted quite a while.
If I had known, I would have drilled through the walls with my sword, and probably would have been out by now.
However, it wasn’t a loss after all; finding Lin Yu’s father, even if just a ghost, would surely make her happy.
If it would make his wife happy, what’s a little time spent?
Hearing Lin Yun’s words, Zhao Ze revived with a jolt, his ghostly life suddenly having something to look forward to.
But upon thinking of the way to break the formation, Zhao Ze’s expression turned somber again.
"The only way to leave here is by destroying the ninety-nine Dragon Pillars."
Speaking of this, Zhao Ze also felt as though it was surreal. The imperial court’s greatest backup was these ninety-nine Dragon Pillars, and the ninety-nine spirits guarding the Dragon Pillars were all fortified with the power of the Dragon Vein from the Zhao Family bloodline. The resentful spirits, Yin Qi, and Dragon Vein all converged into one; such resentful spirits were theoretically invincible in the world.
However...
Lin Yun hadn’t even realized what remarkably powerful entities he had incinerated. He was just scared and unleashed his most powerful blow, and then, it was over.
This was similar to what happened usually; with ample Spiritual Power, Lin Yun always started with his most powerful strikes, whether it was killing bosses or ordinary monsters, there wasn’t much of a difference.
"However, there’s one thing you need to be careful about."
Zhao Ze said solemnly, "These Dragon Pillars are also the foundation that suppresses the Resentful Spirits. Once the Dragon Pillars are destroyed, those Resentful Spirits will burst out, and they, having suffered too much in life and being unable to return to the Netherworld after death, cannot rest in peace and will kill every living being they encounter."
"Resentful Spirits? How many?" Lin Yun asked, his eyes lighting up as if he saw money on the ground.
Zhao Ze saw his excitement and suddenly remembered the effects of Lin Yun’s fire on souls, which exerted an immense killing power. That was why the ancestors of the Royal Family were directly reduced to ashes.
Zhao Ze had also heard that the Buddhist Sect has techniques that involved liberating lost souls to enhance one’s cultivation level. Lin Yun seemed excited by the mention of resentful spirits, and perhaps the fire that killed them earlier could also increase his own cultivation level.
With slight hesitation, Zhao Ze nevertheless spoke up, "They were all pitiful people in life; if possible, could you liberate them?"
Lin Yun: "..."
I only know the sutras from the Grassland Buddhist Sect, and I usually cremate the dead as a matter of course, just going through the motions when reciting scriptures...
But with the father-in-law making a request, Lin Yun thought it over carefully, Lin Yu’s mother was connected to those tragic deaths from the past, it was no wonder Zhao Ze would ask for mercy.
Moreover, those people truly suffered a miserable fate.
"If it were possible, I would show mercy; however, I won’t let those Resentful Spirits run rampant in the Mortal Realm."
If possible, Lin Yun preferred to transcend the spirits in a gentler manner, but if the situation spiraled out of control, Lin Yun would have no choice but to conduct a mass cremation.
One hundred thousand Resentful Spirits—transcending them might lead to unknown benefits, but burning them would definitely strengthen the Fire Seed, perhaps even enough to reach twenty petals.
But Lin Yun was a man of his word, and he wasn’t completely devoid of principles.
Transforming Qiaobian into a large hammer, Lin Yun swung it and struck a Dragon Pillar, breaking it with his great strength in one blow.
"Breaking eighteen pillars will allow us to leave this place, and the other pillars can still..."
Just as Zhao Ze was about to suggest leaving the other pillars intact to maintain some suppressive effect against the Ghost Souls, giving Lin Yun enough time to deal with them, Lin Yun didn’t wait to hear him out. Seeing how effectively the hammer destroyed the pillars, he turned into a small whirlwind; as Zhao Ze’s words fell, ninety-nine pillars had collapsed.
Zhao Ze: "..."
Kid, can you not be so quick in action?
Man, slow down a bit, will you?
With the collapse of the Dragon Pillar, the underground city shook fiercely, the dome crumbled, and both men saw the towering black and white clouds.
At this time, the sky should have been bright, but the dark clouds covered the sun, exuding a terrifying aura that immediately induced a sense of ominous foreboding.
Zhao Ze was also bewildered; could destroying the Dragon Pillars cause such a commotion?
The black clouds enveloped the entire Capital City and continued to expand, now even Zhao Hao was starting to feel uneasy.
"Don’t panic, it’s just a slight deviation; it’s not a big problem."
Everything was still proceeding according to plan.
Inside the Heavenly Prison, the situation for Lin Yu and the others was extremely dire as the black and white mists rose higher, causing the Yin Qi of the Capital City to grow heavier.
Some of the unconscious disciples of the Shenxiao Sect gradually came to, but their first action upon awakening was to attack their fellow sect members.
"Wind Sweeps Away the Scattered Clouds!"
While Fang Yu was at a loss, Lin Yu used her own sword technique. Her Sword Qi was like wind, cutting through the bars of the Heavenly Prison along the way, leaving the Shenxiao Sect disciples caught in gusts, suspended in midair.
"Use iron chains; tie them up!"
With Lin Yu’s reminder, Fang Yu snapped out of her confusion. Inside the Heavenly Prison, iron chains were in no short supply.
Zhao Feng looked at Lin Yu and Fang Yu, including the Princess and Honorable Li, who started to use iron chains to restrain people, and suddenly felt speechless.
I mean, have you seen the cloud formation above? Are you not planning to run?
Moreover, Zhao Feng found himself being ignored.
Well, that might be for the better, to avoid being killed by a single strike from Lin Yu.
Facing someone as unreasonable as Lin Yu, Zhao Feng realized that even a fair fight with an opponent could be a challenging task.
Even survival seemed like a luxury—when did reaching the Enlightened Realm become so worthless? Wasn’t it common knowledge that one couldn’t be killed unless three people worked together?
"Stop wasting time; if we join forces now, we might still have a chance."
As Zhao Feng gazed at the rising black and white swirl, feeling increasingly oppressed, and then at the black and white statues that seemed to carve out their own space, pushing away everything nearby, he had a sinking feeling that today might be the end.
To survive, he had no choice but to seek cooperation.
"They are still alive."
With a single sentence, Fang Yu explained why they needed to save people.
The poison of the undead had no cure, but that was in the past. As long as a person was still alive, there might be a way to save them.
Zhao Feng fell silent.
This must be the stubbornness of reputable sects; knowing it didn’t hold much significance, let alone whether these people could be saved or even taken away, was an issue in itself.
And with such a mysterious and terrifying thing looming overhead, what was the point of saving those disciples now?
Yet, Zhao Feng felt somewhat moved.
This tenacity of not abandoning one’s own in times of crisis was foolish, but it reminded him of The Royal Family.
Better to leave it unsaid, though.
"Let me help you."
Zhao Feng, originally an enemy, found iron chains and started tying up the crazed Shenxiao Sect disciples as well.
Seeing this, Fang Yu and Lin Yu didn’t stop him.
After finally settling the disciples, they suddenly felt the ground shake violently. Following an intense quaking, peace returned, but then a series of ghastly wails erupted...
