The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 412 - 402

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Chapter 412: 402

Lin Yun originally thought that everything had already settled down, at least, the current crisis had temporarily been quelled.

The resolution speed was far beyond Lin Yun’s expectations.

He planned for three days, yet he only went ahead to scout, and directly triggered a chain reaction.

This...

It’s just too fast.

However, it is good that it ended, at least everything was resolved satisfactorily, the disciples of the Shenxiao Sect had been rescued, although they were a bit injured, those were just scrapes and bruises suffered during their escape.

At that time, in order to break out, no one could care about these injuries, many disciples of the Shenxiao Sect got their skin and flesh wounded.

But it was not a big problem.

Lin Yu also said farewell to her father, the long-separated father and daughter reunited, and although they exchanged only a few simple words, it was warm enough.

As far as the main storyline goes, wasn’t that supposed to be the end?

But what Lin Yun didn’t expect was that the storm had not subsided.

The gateway in the sky formed by condensed yin energy, after vomiting out a tremendous amount of yin energy, had dissipated, but the yin energy had not yet cleared completely.

And with the return of numerous souls to the Netherworld Realm in the Capital City, a new passage was forcibly squeezed open.

A passage formed of yin energy connecting the Netherworld Realm and the Mortal Realm was one thing, but the appearance of a Divine Spirit was quite troublesome.

Lin Yun and Lin Yu faced this great enemy, both knowing that nineteen had nearly perished due to divine wrath.

This god was most likely targeting Lin Yun.

After all, it was Lin Yun who shattered that gateway earlier.

At this moment, the voice was heard before the figure was seen.

Feeling the pressure in her heart, Lin Yu took advantage of Lin Yun’s unpreparedness, snatched the Thunderclap Sword from his hand, and said,

"If I am the one to stop you, what would you like to do?"

Lin Yu decided to take this matter upon herself and confront the god.

No matter the outcome, at least Lin Yun must survive.

"Audacious mortal, you dare to provoke this deity!"

The yin energy churned, and gradually a figure’s shadow condensed.

This was exactly the same deity as the one that Zhao Jing summoned earlier with his blood sacrifice, known as Impermanence.

Black and white in color, the white side was pure and solemn, the black side was sinister and deceptive.

The clothes on His body also followed suit; the left side was white, the right side black, making one always feel as if these were two people, forcibly squeezed into one.

It has been at least ten thousand years since the Mortal Realm last saw a Divine Spirit, the Divine Spirits having become legend.

Now, there was a real god appearing.

And at this time, among the cultivators in the Mortal Realm, only Yuxuan had reached the highest level, and even that was only a suspicion.

Lin Yu felt immense pressure, Divine Might like a prison, just a single sentence made her feel as if a mountain was pressing down on her.

But Lin Yu was a Sword Cultivator, she could be broken but would not submit.

"Evil deity, scoundrel, by what right do you deserve respect from humans? There is a human way, there is a god’s way, you cross the boundary willfully, do you not fear divine punishment?"

Lin Yun didn’t want Lin Yu to bear the pressure of the Divine Spirit alone, so he also stepped forward and provocatively addressed the god.

He didn’t know if his bluffs still had any effect, but for the time being, he decided to speak this way!

As for humans having their way, gods having their own way and crossing boundaries leading to divine retribution, Lin Yun was purely making things up.

However...

What Lin Yun didn’t expect was that upon hearing his words, the Divine Spirit obviously became a bit nervous.

"Who are you, that you know of matters concerning Divine Spirits?"

Lin Yun: "..."

I was joking, brother.

However, Fang Yu and the others looked at Lin Yun with a strange glint in their eyes, thinking, you indeed have an extraordinary background.

Even Lin Yu was a bit surprised, not expecting Lin Yun to also have some knowledge about Divine Spirits; he was more mysterious than she had thought.

Seeing him disrespecting the Divine Spirit as well gave Lin Yu additional confidence.

She knew that Lin Yun did not want her to face the Divine Spirit alone and was quite moved in her heart.

If so, they would fight side by side!

Lin Yun, seeing the Divine Spirit’s guilty conscience, naturally felt more courageous.

"It’s forbidden knowledge, why should you inquire so much?"

Lin Yun bluffed with false authority, feeling very exhilarated inside.

In the past, he had deceived humans, ghosts, and now he even planned to deceive a god.

"Humph! If you won’t speak, then don’t, but why did you thwart my plans?"

Impermanence had already mistaken Lin Yun for one of its own kind, thinking that Lin Yun was probably the reincarnation of some god, awakening some part of their memory, hence the change in tone and word usage.

"I’m not thwarting your plans, just don’t want to see you stir up an even bigger mess. The waters of the Mortal Realm are deep and immeasurable, your reckless actions here will only invite disaster."

To make his performance more convincing, Lin Yun spoke with dramatic modulation, pausing slightly at "these waters," which changed Impermanence’s expression and removed all doubts about Lin Yun’s identity.

"Could it be that He has already awakened?"

Lin Yun: "?"

What did I say?

Feeling confused internally, Lin Yun’s reaction was quick as he mysteriously said, "I said nothing."

He himself didn’t know what he had said to make the god, who was adept at jumping to conclusions, think of something, but when trying to deceive, the vaguer the better.

The other party guessed everything, allowing them to fill in the details themselves.

If he said too much, and one detail did not match up, then all his previous efforts would have been in vain.

Seeing Lin Yun’s "deeply reticent" demeanor, Impermanence also took a deep breath of cold air.

"With that being the case, it is not appropriate to stay here longer. Fellow Daoist, take care. I will repay this debt of gratitude another day, farewell."

With those words, Impermanence rolled up the yin energy and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Yu: "..."

Lin Yun: "..."

Truth be told, they had truly prepared for a fight to the death; unexpectedly, Impermanence just ran off like that?

He came with an overwhelming presence, said a couple of sentences, and scurried away—truly a waste of such a grand entrance.

At this moment, the sun on the horizon illuminated the entire Capital City, and the warm sunshine also dispersed the last remnants of Yin Qi.

This time, it seemed they were truly safe.

Those present all looked at Lin Yun with complicated expressions. Lin Yun was startled and quickly tried to explain, "I was just bluffing earlier, deceiving him. You all didn’t really believe it, did you?"

Lin Yu was the first to come to her senses and nodded, "Of course I knew you were just bluffing."

Lin Yun: "???"

Seeing that Fang Yu and others also started to echo this sentiment, Lin Yun was suddenly speechless.

Forget it, he couldn’t explain himself now. I really don’t know anything!

Feeling helpless, Lin Yun decided it was pointless to try to explain any further. Seeing that everyone seemed to ’understand’, why bother justifying himself.

Lin Yun glanced at Fang Yu again. As their gazes met, Fang Yu didn’t come up to greet him. Instead, she looked at him with a complex expression, and Lin Yun suddenly felt that perhaps his teacher-disciple bond with Fang Yu was coming to an end today.

Well, it’s fine for things to end here.

Suddenly, Lin Yun formed a Spell Gesture that was unfamiliar to Fang Yu. A fire dragon appeared in Lin Yun’s hand, lifelike in its form.

Lin Yun sent the fire dragon soaring into the sky, and outside, the members of the Three Great Demon Sects who saw the signal were ecstatic.

Dongfang Hongyue finally breathed a sigh of relief and rushed into the Capital City without a second word.

Prepare for battle!

Dongfang Hongyue did not realize that the battle she was prepared for and the one she was about to face were completely different concepts.

The act of Lin Yun releasing the signal also confused everyone else.

What’s he doing?

Showing off his spells?

Only Fang Yu had an inkling that Lin Yun was ready to confront her.

Upon thinking of this, she suddenly felt a pang in her heart.

Lin Yun did indeed have matters that he kept from her, and now, once everything was clarified, it would be time for their goodbye.

"Master."

Lin Yun walked over to Fang Yu, and she looked at Lin Yun. He was completely different from when they first met, mainly his aura.

The naive little pup had grown up.

Looking back to the time they met, it felt like just yesterday...

Ugh, indeed, a few months’ time is like yesterday to cultivators with their long lifespans.

"Let’s leave first. Whatever you have to say, say it later."

Fang Yu had a premonition about what Lin Yun was about to do, but she was anxious, afraid, instinctively wanting to delay the arrival of that moment.

"I’m sorry, Master, but I must speak now."

Fang Yu felt a wave of frustration. The usually impartial her was being selfish at this moment.

She believed Lin Yun had his reasons, so she was reluctant to let him speak publicly about his matters, so she could help cover for him.

Yet, Lin Yun didn’t consider her feelings at all!

"The Thunderclap Sword wasn’t stolen by me; it came to me on its own volition."

The moment Lin Yun spoke, he first clarified the matter about the Thunderclap Sword.

Fang Yu sighed lightly, knowing there was no turning back. After her sigh, she resumed her demeanor as the aloof Sect Master.

"Since you didn’t steal it, why didn’t you tell your master?"

Jiang Chenyu, standing nearby, couldn’t help but sigh to herself. Little Yu is really strict.

It looked like Lin Yun was going to face severe punishment this time and, if things got serious, he might even be executed on the spot.

It was true that recently, Lin Yun’s actions could be considered deviant and unacceptable by the Righteous Path.

Colluding with the Grassland People, that was disloyalty; injuring fellow Eight Tones Temple cultivators, that was cruelty; abducting the Guanghan Palace Master, incriminating his own Sect in injustice.

Good heavens, summing it up, not killing Lin Yun would already be merciful, and now he had added the crime of stealing a Sect’s Divine Artifact.

Even though the object was an Immortal Artifact when stolen and a Divine Artifact upon its return, it couldn’t change the fact.

Even if Lin Yun didn’t do it deliberately, he failed to report the disappearance of the Sword Spirit to the Sect.

It seemed Lin Yun was doomed, and Jiang Chenyu suddenly became worried.

What if Fang Yu, with her straightforward nature, decides to kill Lin Yun on the spot?

Maybe, I should plead on his behalf?

Jiang Chenyu felt she was one to keep her grudges and gratitude separate; even though Lin Yun had bullied her, he had also protected her.

Vengeance could wait for another opportunity; repay the kindness first!

She aimed to argue for a punishment of expulsion from the Sect to preserve Lin Yun’s life.

As Jiang Chenyu was thinking this, so was Fang Yu.

She knew that during this crisis, the Shenxiao Sect stood united because they understood the Imperial Court’s intent.

Not surrendering Lin Yu and Lin Yun did not mean matters would not be settled afterward.

Punishments would have to be meted out as necessary; there couldn’t just be no consequences.

As the Sect Master, Fang Yu had to command authority.

Seeing that Lin Yun did not explain why he failed to report the Sword Spirit matter, Fang Yu said coldly, "Lin Yun, you kidnapped Palace Master Jiang, conspired with the Grassland People, stole our Sect’s Immortal Artifact, and harmed fellow members of the Righteous Path. You deserve death!"

After speaking, Fang Yu drew her own sword and threw it in front of Lin Yun.

"If you admit to your crimes, you may take your own life!"

Lin Yun: "..."

Master, are you really so decisive?

Lin Yun suddenly felt a little uncertain...