The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 644 - 152: The Swift Sword

Lin Yun never knew what fear was; after all, he was the one who even dared to tease Qing Nu, and he wasn’t the least bit flustered about betting with Qian Qian.

No matter what Qian Qian wanted to bet on, he had no reason to be afraid.

Seeing how quickly he agreed, Qian Qian couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.

A mortal’s power, how could it comprehend the marvelous methods of the immortals?

With Qian Qian’s abilities, she could peek into human hearts and fates; she knew her own cards as well as Lin Yun’s. But Lin Yun knew nothing about her. Betting with her under these circumstances, wasn’t that courting death?

Qian Qian didn’t overestimate herself, she proposed a bet she was sure to win: "You have three days. If you can find me a follower that satisfies me, then today’s matter will be dropped. But if you can’t..."

Her big eyes suddenly released a dazzling red light onto Lin Yun’s body. Then, the red light retracted, converging on Lin Yun’s forehead into a pattern resembling a pair of glasses.

"If you can’t, after three days, this divine pattern will make you suffer unbearably. Unless you chant my true name, there will be no way to relieve it." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Even now, Qian Qian didn’t make things absolute. After three days, whether Lin Yun won or lost, as long as he was willing to submit, the matter would pass.

However, observing Lin Yun, her big eyes failed to see even a hint of nervousness in his expression; all she saw was arrogance.

"Too small, too narrow-minded,"

Lin Yun said provocatively, "Since it’s a bet, let’s make it big. Within three days, I’ll find you one hundred followers. If I don’t succeed, you can give me one hundred divine patterns. But if I do, the request will be mine to make. How about that?"

Qian Qian: "..."

She didn’t think Lin Yun could find one hundred followers in three days, but what if?

What kind of request would Lin Yun make of her?

She had said it had to be a follower that satisfied her, and the standard for judgment was always in her hands. At that time, wasn’t it up to her to decide who won and who lost?

Yet, Lin Yun’s confident demeanor managed to shake her own confidence.

"You don’t dare to bet?"

"What is there to fear!"

Qian Qian had been pushed into a corner; in this underworld, face was of utmost importance.

"See you in three days."

After speaking, Qian Qian’s big eyes lost their luster and, with a snap, fell to the ground, reverting to the previously halved state that Wang Wanqiu had left them in.

With Qian Qian’s departure, the atmosphere in the secret chamber finally relaxed a bit.

Dongfang Hongyue felt as if they were in a dream—had they just been challenging a god?

The strength of the adversaries now appearing was getting stronger and stronger!

Donggang Hongyue felt the pressure, previously only needing to deal with peers from the Enlightened Realm, which although tough, at least allowed her to take action.

But then, enemies from the Defiant Heavenly Realm appeared, like Wu Xin.

Wu Xin from the Defiant Heavenly Realm was a bit unremarkable, quite easy to deal with, but then the enemies became Divine Realm Inhabitants, and now even gods had appeared. She couldn’t afford to stagnate in her strength.

She must breakthrough!

After Qian Qian’s departure, Wang Wanqiu and Yu Jiaolong also regained their mobility. Wu Xin was still crouching in the corner, muttering in her heart, "Don’t see me, don’t see me!"

"Are you okay?"

Lin Yun asked Wang Wanqiu, who nodded repeatedly, then said apologetically, "I’m sorry, I’ve caused you trouble again."

If it weren’t for her reckless running around, intruding into the Divine Temple, and destroying the Divine Altar, Lin Yun wouldn’t have ended up betting with a Divine Spirit.

"You’re not to blame for this. It seems you didn’t mean to make an enemy of a Divine Spirit; you just inadvertently discovered a secret of the Sword Sect!"

Lin Yun was very understanding. Even though he didn’t witness it first-hand, he could pretty much guess what had happened. Everything was Baili Liuyun’s fault.

Wang Wanqiu was touched. Although Lin Yun had just said that Qian Qian could kill her, he also confronted the Divine Spirit strongly, without a hint of compromise, his iron resolve earning her profound respect.

"After three days, I am willing to be one of the hundred followers," Wang Wanqiu said. She could only help Lin Yun in this minor way; one hundred followers in three days, she believed he could do it, but it might be difficult.

Lin Yun didn’t stand on ceremony, smiling, "Let’s talk about it if I don’t gather one hundred followers, Yu Jiaolong. I saved you today, so after three days, how about you change your beliefs?"

Yu Jiaolong: "..."

If you hadn’t come, I’d just be lying on the ground, but with you here, I came so close to dying on the spot. And you say you saved me?

What frustrated her the most is that she couldn’t object.

"I will only believe in the Mother Goddess, I beg your pardon,"

Yu Jiaolong, with her iron will, would never switch her allegiance to a different deity; she refused crisply and cleanly. Lin Yun didn’t get angry but instead laughed, "I admire your spirit."

That should be a compliment, right?

Yu Jiaolong felt a slight sense of pride inwardly, but maintained a stoic exterior, only to hear Lin Yun continue, "People with spirit should keep their word, right? So, can you explain why you are here?"

Yu Jiaolong: "..."

Things were problematic; Lin Yun was beginning to settle accounts.

Yu Jiaolong, knowing she was in the wrong, didn’t even bother to struggle. If Wang Wanqiu weren’t present, she could have lied, but now there was no way she could cover up the fact that she had just had a major altercation with Wang Wanqiu.

Since that was the case, it was better to own up to it outright.

"Kill or cut as you will, I won’t say a word against it. But to change my faith to hers, it’s simply impossible."

Yu Jiaolong was resolute, and Lin Yun made good on his word right then.

"I won’t kill you, come on, take off that armor first."

Yu Jiaolong: "..."

He really does have designs on my body!

After removing one piece of armor, isn’t he going to ask me to take off my clothes next?

But now, she had no room to resist. With a hardened heart, Yu Jiaoling stripped off her armor.

Underneath the armor, she was only wearing a thin white gown.

Seeing Yu Jiaolong continue to undo her buttons, Lin Yun was shocked and hastily stopped her, "Stop, stop, stop, don’t threaten me in this way, you’re giving up on yourself!"

Lin Yun spoke with an air of righteousness.

This place is crowded, find a hidden corner to try this later.

Lin Yun took the armor that Yu Jiaolong had removed, casually tossing it into the Demon Summoning Well, "Taking your armor was just a warning. If you cause trouble again in the future, leave this place for now, it’s not wise to stay here too long."

Yu Jiaolong didn’t expect things to pass over this easily; she thought Lin Yun would pester her incessantly!

From this perspective, Lin Yun could also be considered a heroic figure.

Lin Yun was the backbone of the group; when he said it was time to leave, the others naturally followed.

Hiding in the corner, Wu Xin breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Lin Yun didn’t make things difficult for Yu Jiaolong, and it seemed he had no intention of doing so.

The heart he had been holding aloft so tensely finally settled down.

However, just as he was planning to hide for a while longer and wait for Lin Yun and the others to leave before emerging, Wu Xin heard Lin Yun saying, "Come find me at Zi Hour tonight."

Wu Xin: "..."

Damn, Lin Yun knows I’m here.

Wu Xin also knew, there was no point in hiding anymore, better to just follow the group and leave.

Just as he stepped out of the secret passage, Lin Yun saw a crowd gathered outside, led by the Great Elder of the Sword Sect, Mingjing, with Baili Liuyun still absent.

Somebody was causing trouble right on the Sword Sect’s doorstep. The disciples might flee, but the elders had no reason nor the face to run away.

It must be said, although the Sword Sect was not as formidable as in the past, many sword cultivators’ spirits had not been corrupted by this, and many of the elders who had come out to meet the enemy had put life and death aside.

Even if it meant dying at the hands of bandits, they could not cowardly evade danger from a place of safety.

Of course, there were also some who had no choice but to come.

"It’s you!"

Mingjing originally thought that the person causing trouble at the Sword Sect was Lin Yu, and he had already prepared a speech to berate Lin Yu!

He could attack Lin Yu on three points: the first was betraying one’s master and ancestors. Although Lin Yu had left the sect voluntarily, the past kindness could not just be negated, and causing trouble upon returning was equivalent to betraying his master and ancestors.

The second point was skulking in the shadows, hiding in the wind, afraid to show his face, which would make him morally indefensible.

The third point was that of vision. With the world in chaos, Lin Yu, with his level of cultivation, should be trying to stabilize the realm instead of posturing in this remote corner, indicative of a petty character.

However, the person who emerged from the secret passage was Lin Yun.

As another disciple who had defected from the Sword Sect, he had no grounds to reprimand Lin Yun.

It was all because Ming Xi had done something so foolish back then, that the Sword Sect couldn’t stand on the moral high ground.

And not long after Lin Yun showed up, Dongfang Hongyue also came out.

"You’re indeed in collusion with members of the Demon Sect!"

Before Mingjing could say anything, Ming Xi jumped in.

This was their chance to reclaim the moral high ground!

After Lin Yun had caused disturbances at the Sword Sect, Ming Xi’s position in the sect became extremely awkward, still an elder yet virtually a marginalized figure, even disregarded by the Baili Family.

If it weren’t for his blindness in following a clueless woman’s orders and burying the Sword Sect’s genius disciple, the Sword Sect wouldn’t be facing such humiliation today.

Ming Xi was socially dead within the Sword Sect, but instead of reflecting on his mistakes, he bore a grudge against Lin Yun. If not for Lin Yun, how could he have ended up in such a predicament?

Sadly, when he wanted to take revenge on Lin Yun, he could never find the opportunity.

Now Lin Yun had finally appeared, and he was standing quite closely with Dongfang Hongyue. Lin Yun’s current reputation was that he had colluded with the Grassland People and betrayed the Shenxiao Sect, but he was not yet accused of colluding with the Demon Sect.

With Dongfang Hongyue present, wasn’t that the equivalent of conclusive evidence?

Even if it wasn’t, that wouldn’t prevent him from slinging mud!

Ming Xi had entered a dead-end, seeming to believe that proving Lin Yun’s collusion with the Demon Sect would wash away his sin of losing a genius.

Little did he realize, no one else thought that way.

If Lin Yun hadn’t been sent to the Demon Sect by him, and without having received proper instruction from the sect, how could he have been corrupted by the Demon Sect?

When Lin Yun saw Ming Xi again, he was somewhat surprised.

This guy isn’t dead yet?

This was the second person on his mental list of those fated to die, and yet, he’s still alive up to this point. Lin Yun had almost forgotten about him.

But since he was here, it made sense to just kill him offhand.

A flash of lightning passed by; it seemed Lin Yun made a move, yet remained in the same place.

And in that moment, several red lines appeared on Ming Xi’s body, and with a gust of wind, Ming Xi fell to pieces.

Mingjing’s pupils shrank, "What a swift sword!"