The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 452 - 442: If there is, I ate it

"If it hurts, just rub it more,"

Initially, Lin Yun was prepared to use his head-patting move.

But before he acted, recalling the chill he had felt on his back earlier, Lin Yun suddenly withdrew his divine skills.

He could no longer provoke the girls. Although Zhen Li was also very cute and beautiful, Lin Yun felt it was time to restrain himself and not flirt with every pretty girl he saw.

After all, if you tease, you must take responsibility.

Zhen Li was immediately filled with disappointment. She had thought Lin Yun would help her rub it.

She sat down with a wronged expression, rubbing the spot where she had been bumped. She did have a good head on her shoulders; even such a bump only hurt at first, and she recovered quickly.

Lin Yun suddenly felt the atmosphere turning a bit awkward. Considering the time, the competition must have already started. Why not go out and check on the situation?

Just waiting here wasn’t a solution. If Hu Yuling didn’t send a message in time, that would be bad. It was best to make his own judgment.

"You just wait here. I’ll go and scout for news," he said.

"..."

Zhen Li wanted to speak but stopped herself. She wanted to stop Lin Yun from leaving but had no good reason to do so and reluctantly accepted his arrangement.

Once Lin Yun left, she was the only one remaining in the cave. Looking at the traces on the ground, Zhen Li’s index fingers unconsciously drew circles together.

She had to admit that her Dao heart was already swayed by Lin Yun.

What should she do now?

Lin Yun clearly had no intentions towards her, which made her heart ache with sourness.

A young girl’s feelings are always poetic; Zhen Li was just at the age when love begins to blossom, and she encountered Lin Yun. One could only say, what a misfortune!

After leaving the cave, Lin Yun made sure the Great Mist was properly arranged and set up an alarm formation to ensure he would know if there was any movement then began climbing towards higher ground.

He couldn’t leave Taiqing Mountain, but from a higher position, he could see Yuqing Platform.

Lin Yun’s eyes had long been enhanced, and with spiritual power clouding his vision, he could see thousands of miles away, as far as he wanted, as long as there was no obstruction.

Yuqing Platform was conveniently unobstructed.

With his gaze cast into the distance, Lin Yun saw the scene on Yuqing Platform.

Fang Yu and Dongfang Hongyue were fighting, and from the looks of it, Dongfang Hongyue seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Good lord, why are they fighting again?

Lin Yun’s scalp tingled, standing there he called out, "Don’t fight anymore."

The palm and the back of the hand are both flesh. Even if the skin on the back of the hand is thinner, it still hurts when injured.

This is not to imply that Dongfang Hongyue has less flesh in certain areas.

However, Lin Yun didn’t know that the more Dongfang Hongyue fought, the angrier she became, and her anger was directed at him.

Her cultivation level was actually higher than Fang Yu’s, and her combat ability was also stronger than Fang Yu’s. But Fang Yu’s sword had put her at a disadvantage, and that sword had been a gift from Lin Yun.

If the sword were Fang Yu’s own chance encounter, Dongfang Hongyue wouldn’t be angry at all. What infuriated her was that Lin Yun always gave treasures to her opponents.

The Snow Maiden’s Fulong, the Flower Fairy’s Sky-splitter, Fang Yu’s sword.

While he gained more and more female confidantes, Dongfang Hongyue had to suffer twice the damage.

It was aggravating enough to be unable to defeat them, but what made her most furious was that she would have won, if not for Lin Yun.

The feeling of being bullied by mistresses, the bitterness in her heart couldn’t be fully described with words.

Without finishing off Lin Yun, the rage in her heart couldn’t be quelled, but hurting him made her feel pain herself.

The more Dongfang Hongyue thought about it, the angrier she got, to the point where she briefly turned the situation around.

As for Fang Yu, she had not yet unleashed the full power of the Cloud Rain Sword. Firstly, the Cloud Rain Sword currently lacked a Sword Spirit, it was in a nurturing phase and wasn’t suitable for rough use. Secondly, Fang Yu didn’t want to reveal her trump card.

She felt that if she truly harnessed the might of the Cloud Rain Sword, she could obliterate Dongfang Hongyue with a single strike.

But that was unnecessary.

While she disliked Dongfang Hongyue, she couldn’t deny Dongfang Hongyue’s merits. She truly fought for the Central Plains’ people, even as a member of the Demon Sect.

In future battles against the Demon Race, they would still need high-caliber fighters like her.

After weighing the options, Fang Yu still held back in the end.

But as Dongfang Hongyue fought more fiercely, Fang Yu also began to struggle to defend herself.

She faced the choice of either losing or revealing her full strength. Losing would shame both Shenxiao Sect and herself...

"Both of your strengths are great, and the sparring should end here. It’s not appropriate to continue fighting,"

Just as Fang Yu was conflicted, Yuxuan made the decision for her. The formation was withdrawn, and with a leisurely wave of her hand, both Fang Yu and Dongfang Hongyue felt a force pushing them apart.

The two had been fighting fiercely, not leaving any marks on each other, but the ground where the formation was had been plowed several inches deep.

Did I ask you to till the land?

A perfectly good Yuqing Platform, now pockmarked and uneven. If it weren’t for the need to maintain her image as a superior being, Yuxuan would have wished to slap them both.

As it was, all she did was push them away.

Each was forced to take three steps back, no more, no less.

Even now, Yuxuan had not truly cast her spells, but every move she made left people astounded by the details.

Attention to detail reveals mastery.

Fang Yu and Dongfang Hongyue both did not defy Yuxuan’s words, each stepping back and conceding a tie; however, neither was truly satisfied at heart.

The hatred between them wasn’t enough to fight to the death, but their eagerness to beat each other up was exactly the same.

If they weren’t fighting to the death, neither could strike the other, so they had to tolerate each other. Yet, the more they held back, the angrier they became; the more they stepped back, the more aggrieved they felt. Images of Lin Yun started to appear again in Dongfang Hongyue’s mind—in her mind’s eye, she had already strung Lin Yun up and beaten him.

Yuxuan retracted the Array Flags and took another glance at the pockmarked ground, feeling particularly uneasy.

Forget it, better to speed up and get to the main topic. No more fighting.

"Whether through moral leadership or tyranny, this world must be fought for by you all. However, the Human Race has limited strength. Surrounded by enemies, internal strife will only cause pain to our own and joy to our enemies. Yet, Central Plains cannot be left without a leader."

When Yuxuan said this, everyone perked up their ears.

The word ’but’ that would follow undoubtedly indicated his method for deciding the leader of the Central Plains. Everyone felt that Yuxuan wouldn’t personally step in to become the leader, nor would he directly appoint one, to avoid discontent. Therefore, the method of competition needed close attention.

Seemingly aware of the crowd’s anticipation, Yuxuan paused deliberately for a moment before abruptly pulling down the red silk behind him.

A jet-black hand then appeared before the crowd.

The object exuded an ominous aura; it was clearly demonic in nature.

None expected that Taiqing Daoist Temple, a stronghold of the Righteous Path, would possess such a thing.

Once the giant hand materialized, Yuqing Mountain’s celestial energy vanished, the auspicious clouds dispersed, the cranes fled, and the cultivators’ complexions changed drastically.

At the foot of Yuqing Mountain, the Demon Clan Leader eyed the giant hand, her eyes turning green with desire.

A Heavenly Demon Instrument—that’s what I want!

She was desperate to make her move right away but reconsidered due to Yuxuan’s strength.

To take it, but not so overtly; besides, a few formidable foes had also arrived.

"Hmph, if Yuxuan really thinks of tempting me with a Heavenly Demon Instrument, he surely has schemes in mind. I refuse to take the bait; let’s see how you play your hand."

Hu Yuling was becoming anxious on the side.

She would prefer if the leader were more impulsive. According to Lin Yun’s plan, the leader must die.

If she didn’t die, Lin Yun would be in danger, and Lin Yun’s danger would mean danger for her as well.

"What if Yuxuan has brought out this Heavenly Demon Instrument to destroy it?"

"Heh, a Heavenly Demon Instrument isn’t so easily destroyed. With these mortals’ capabilities, how could they even scratch a Heavenly Demon Instrument? In this world, there’s no force capable of destroying it."

Hu Yuling: "..."

You might not believe it, but my master has already destroyed one.

If he hadn’t been unable to find more, he might’ve even wanted to burn a few more...

Hu Yuling could now understand why Lin Yun was determined to kill the leader—if the leader found out about his ability, she would surely kill him too. They couldn’t coexist; one had to die.

"But what if..."

Hu Yuling spoke timidly, causing the leader to become somewhat displeased.

"If there is such a person, I’ll eat that thing!"

She hadn’t specified who could destroy a Heavenly Demon Instrument, only referring to it as something.

But that was an empty threat—how could she possibly consume something capable of destroying a Heavenly Demon Instrument?

No sooner had she spoken than Yuxuan said, "This object is a Demon Race artifact, exceptionally ferocious and beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. It has the power to destroy heaven and earth and contains a force far greater than that of Divine Artifacts. Even with the ability of the Defiant Heavenly Realm, not a scratch can be made upon it."

Once Yuxuan uttered these words, everyone present gasped.

To many, an Immortal Artifact was the limit of what they could encounter in a lifetime of cultivation. Divine Artifacts were the stuff of legends, yet this thing was even more potent?

Some were already contemplating small ambitions.

I can’t beat it, but what about joining?

"Not long ago, a member of the Demon Race has already obtained an artifact of the same level."

"Hiss..."

With a collective intake of breath, the temperature on Yuqing Platform rose steadily—after all, these were cultivators, so the cold breath they drew was more significant.

Despite this, the crowd still felt a chill down their spines.

The Demon Race actually controls such a powerful item; how could they possibly fight against that?

"Since you will be adversaries of the Demon Race in the future, you all need the capability to counter such an object. Therefore, the one who can stand in the midst of this artifact the longest shall be revered as king. If someone can destroy it, they shall be revered as emperor. How does that sound?"

Yuxuan’s proposition made the Demon Clan Leader feel like laughing.

He had just mentioned that not even the Defiant Heavenly Realm could harm it, and now he claimed that anyone who destroyed the Heavenly Demon Hand could be emperor. Was this not a joke?

Moreover, Yuxuan was revealing his own cultivation level.

Ha, so he’s just at the Defiant Heavenly Realm.

Her confidence grew a notch.

Against the Defiant Heavenly Realm, she felt she had a 70% chance of winning. It was only the particular nature of Yuxuan’s cultivated powers that had made her wary.

Now that she knew, she felt more at ease.

Yuxuan was now just over a thousand years old; breaking through to the Defiant Heavenly Realm in such a short time was impressive enough. He couldn’t possibly make consecutive breakthroughs in a short period, could he?