The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 602 - 110: I Shall Not Pass on This Fire

As the saying goes, it takes three men to create a tiger.

Yuxuan claimed that the end of the world was coming and that Lin Yun might become the savior.

Lin Yun half believed it, but not entirely.

Man proposes, God disposes; he would take it one step at a time.

His greatest strength wasn’t his looks or intelligence, but rather, doing as much as his abilities allowed.

Saving the world? If he could, he would; if not, someone else could take the mantle. It’s not like he had to be the one to make the sacrifice.

He had seen enough of these plots where one sacrifices for the happiness of many, and he simply didn’t have that level of enlightenment.

However, when Bai Jiaojiao uttered the words "Great virtue lies in using oneself as the crucible," Lin Yun was rattled.

Great virtue could be interpreted as great merit, right? Didn’t he have plenty of that?

He didn’t know where all this merit came from, but he felt that if he didn’t meet the criteria, nobody would.

And as for using oneself as the crucible, he just so happened to have the Golden Fire Seed; the signs couldn’t be clearer, could they?

But I refuse, the fire won’t be passed down from me, farewell.

"It’s buried, it’s buried."

Didn’t they say that when the end times come, the Divine Ark will appear? Well, let’s just bury you first!

Lin Yun swiftly covered the soil over the boat; as long as no one knew there was a boat here, no one could make him burn himself to sail it.

Bai Jiaojiao was stunned by Lin Yun’s "burying his head in the sand" tactic—who would’ve thought of reburying something already unearthed?

But since Lin Yun said to bury it, Bai Jiaojiao didn’t hesitate.

If her husband said to bury it, then bury it she would.

Just before, they were careful not to damage the boat while digging, but now, there was no need for such delicacy.

The wind arose, the earth gathered, the water churned, gushing forth, and just as deep as they had dug the hole, they now filled it back exactly the way it was.

Yuan Zihe, who was thrown onto the shore, watched their construction work, her eyes twitching uncontrollably.

Wasn’t this treatment of the apocalyptic prophecy a bit too hasty?

Could they really just bury it and pretend nothing happened?

But Lin Yun and Bai Jiaojiao worked too fast. The digging took five hours; filling it back in took thirty seconds.

Before Yuan Zihe finished her complaints, they had filled the hole.

After filling the hole, Lin Yun still felt uneasy. He took out the Demon Summoning Well and started gathering materials from it, preparing to set up a formation.

Yunmeng Marsh was rich in water, making it the perfect base to set up a more effective sealing formation.

As Lin Yun pondered, he also took out the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Among all the divine artifacts on him, only the Classic of Mountains and Seas was water-based. He had given the Moon Water Spirit Pearl to Jiang Chenyu, otherwise, he could have used it in setting up the formation.

Yuan Zihe’s eyes narrowed when she saw Lin Yun pull out the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

That was the treasure she coveted!

Lin Yun held the Classic in his hand for a while, then remembered that it was a key prop in the battle between the four kings; if he used it for the formation, he would have to retrieve it later. Better not, he decided to use something else.

It seemed he couldn’t use a divine artifact as a formation’s focal point. Lin Yun casually set aside the Classic of Mountains and Seas and continued to search the well. It was then he realized just how poor he truly was; he only had divine artifacts and had no Immortal Weapons or Spiritual Artifacts on hand.

No choice then, but to craft one on the spot.

"Jiaojiao, give me a Dragon Scale," he said.

"Ao," she responded.

Bai Jiaojiao didn’t mind pulling out a dragon scale; they would grow back anyway, and plucking one or two occasionally had no impact.

Using Bai Jiaojiao’s Dragon Scale as the foundation, Lin Yun carved a Spell Array, injected Spiritual Liquid, and used the Golden Fire Lotus to roast it for half an hour; then he added a drop of fresh blood and a bit of Great Mist Divine Power. With that, a Water Attribute Immortal Weapon was born.

Yuan Zihe: "..."

Lin Yun’s crafting technique amazed her.

Was he refining a weapon or cooking a meal?

But with Lin Yun busy setting up the formation, perhaps she could sneak away with his Classic of Mountains and Seas?

Like a thief, Yuan Zihe kept glancing at the Classic of Mountains and Seas that Lin Yun had casually discarded.

She couldn’t find the opportunity while Lin Yun was crafting, but now, the chance seemed to present itself.

Lin Yun directed Bai Jiaojiao and Green Snake to insert several stone pillars into various locations around Yunmeng Marsh and placed the freshly refined Immortal Weapon at the center of the formation.

They got busy thereafter. Setting up a large area sealing formation wasn’t something that could be completed with a few flicks of the wrist.

Could the Classic of Mountains and Seas really be left on the ground, unattended?

Yuan Zihe was eager to snatch up the Classic and flee.

But could this be a trap?

As Yuan Zihe stared at the Classic, she suddenly had an epiphany recalling Lin Yun’s earlier actions.

Lin Yun must have done this on purpose!

Why would he casually throw the Classic on the ground?

Hmph, trying to seduce me, are you?

Yuan Zihe knew well that the Calming Sea Pearl was more important than the Classic; without the pearl, she wouldn’t stand a chance against Lin Yun even with the Classic in her possession.

Besides, a Classic of Mountains and Seas so easily obtained may not be genuine, and with a True Dragon watching over it, she may not even manage to escape with it.

So, she could only outwit him, not overpower him.

Once she grasped this, Yuan Zihe’s mood finally calmed down. She stood quietly on the side, holding the fish, and watched Lin Yun complete the setup of the formation.

"The mist rises!"

Lin Yun infused some of the Great Mist Divine Power into both the Immortal Weapon and the formation. Coupled with the natural mist formation of Yunmeng Marsh, the formation relied on this trait for power. Once Lin Yun activated the formation, an extensive Great Mist rose over the water, obscuring visibility for who knows how many miles.

This mist could isolate Divine Sense, reduce the ability to perceive, and prevent anyone from daring to explore amidst the vastness of the Great Mist.

"Let’s set up another stele!"

Lin Yun had a thought, and Bai Jiaojiao quickly moved a large rock over. Lin Yun picked up Qiaobian and carved onto it, "Land of peril, depart swiftly and do not linger."

People in the cultivation world of this realm are generally cautious, and most would heed the advice of their elders.

After sinking the rock to the bottom of the lake, Lin Yun felt that it was sufficient.

He had been busy all night, and now the rising sun had already appeared on the horizon.

Lin Yun looked at Yuan Zihe bathed in the glow of dawn and Long Xiaoman in her arms. This fish-holding girl also looked like an emoji.

It was clear that it wasn’t a person’s issue, but rather the fish’s.

"Let’s leave now, this place is not suitable for a long stay."

Yuan Zihe, of course, nodded, appearing very obedient. She then saw Lin Yun pack up the Demon Summoning Well, Bai Jiaojiao transformed into a giant dragon, blew a breath, and then had Yuan Zihe follow along with Long Xiaoman onto the dragon’s back.

Wuhu, take off!

Bai Jiaojiao plunged straight into the clouds, and with a few shuttles, they were already a thousand miles away.

Yuan Zihe’s eyes widened in astonishment.

You didn’t take the Classic of Mountains and Seas?

Could it be that you forgot to take it?

Yuan Zihe accidentally guessed the truth.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas had always been of little use in Lin Yun’s hands, so much so that while Lin Yun was busy with artifact refining and setting up formations, he remembered to take the Demon Summoning Well when they left, but he forgot about the tome.

As Bai Jiaojiao flew further and further away, Yuan Zihe felt very conflicted inside, wondering whether she should tell Lin Yun that he had forgotten the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

But if I remind him, wouldn’t he suspect that I’ve been paying attention to the Classic of Mountains and Seas all along?

Because of this worry, Yuan Zihe held back from speaking up, but she couldn’t help but complain inwardly about Lin Yun being so forgetful.

When the Divine Dragon appeared, they were already a thousand miles away, and soon, they had left Cloud Dream Marsh far behind.

At the lakeside of Cloud Dream Marsh, inside Yuan Zihe’s hut, a shade of green slowly emerged from beneath a pale yellow garment.

Master?

Seagrass has a tenacious vitality; having absorbed a bit of salt and water and rested for so long, it had revived back to full vigor, but...

Where is my master?

Seagrass could no longer sense Yuan Zihe’s presence at all. The distance was too great, and the bond between master and servant would gradually weaken until it disappeared.

Have I been abandoned?

Seagrass, like a snake, carefully slithered out of the hut. It was already daylight, but it saw no sign of its master.

"Wuwuwu..."

Thinking it might have been abandoned by its master, Seagrass cried sorrowfully by the water’s edge when suddenly a voice echoed in its mind.

"Were you abandoned by your master, too?"

Divine Artifacts are sentient, and so is the Classic of Mountains and Seas, but although it couldn’t communicate directly with its master, it could communicate with sea creatures.

Seagrass then noticed that not far away in the bushes, there lay a bamboo slip.

"Yes."

"Why were you abandoned?"

"Perhaps I am too useless, and my master doesn’t want me anymore."

"Me too..."

A sea creature and a Divine Artifact, in this moment, felt an emotional resonance. Seagrass tenderly embraced the Classic of Mountains and Seas, considering this an embrace.

Both fallen from grace in the world, what need is there for acquaintances of the past.

As this tide of sorrow flowed against the current, a delicate jade hand parted the bushes, followed by a crisp voice.

"Has the grass turned into a spirit?"

The innocent and cheerful voice of the girl startled Seagrass. Using the eyes it had conjured, it looked over to see a woman in a white Taoist robe smiling gently at it.

This Taoist woman was none other than Zhen Li.

"Why are you so sad?"

Zhen Li had just lost her way in the Great Mist, unable to find her bearings. The mist was peculiar, appearing out of nowhere, and after Zhen Li paddled about in confusion, she ended up in these waters. She felt an immense sadness nearby and thus rowed her boat closer.

If the mist is too thick, perhaps it will clear after a while.

Zhen Li was optimistic, and now that she had nothing else to do, she could comfort Seagrass.

Seagrass knew she was talking to it. Aside from its own master, Seagrass was wary of all humans, but looking at the woman’s gentle smile, it involuntarily let down its guard.

"I was discarded by my master."

"Ah, that so? Isn’t it better to be free now?"

"But without a master, what should I do in the future?"

Seagrass had no concept of freedom; all it knew was that it felt very sad.

"Then, how about this: you come with me, and I’ll help you find your master. If your master no longer wants you, then I will be your master. How does that sound?"

After thinking it over, Seagrass couldn’t find a reason to refuse and happily agreed.

This Taoist woman had a power to make one believe in her.

"Could you bring my friend along as well?"

Seagrass was referring to the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Zhen Li understood at once. A grass spirit and bamboo slips had become friends?

This was indeed interesting and rather endearing, making Zhen Li feel that true human warmth could be found everywhere in the Mortal Realm.

"Of course, I’ll take both of you with me."

Zhen Li extended her hand for Seagrass to coil around, and with the other hand, she picked up the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas, which was supposed to be touched only by the master, lay quietly in her hands as if it were an ordinary object...