The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 645 - 153: I am Wronged...

Lin Yun’s sword was fast, but faster than his sword was his heart.

With just one sentence from Ming Xi, Lin Yun abruptly attacked, slicing Ming Xi into pieces. The members of the Sword Sect were all startled, not expecting Lin Yun to strike without a word.

Although they didn’t hold Ming Xi in high esteem, Ming Xi was still a member of the Sword Sect. Lin Yun’s attack on him was essentially a slap in the face of the Sword Sect.

"Madman, how could you strike with such viciousness!"

Elder Mingjing shouted in reproach, drawing his own sword and preparing for battle.

The next second, Lin Yun moved again.

Elder Mingjing’s heart skipped a beat. He only saw Lin Yun’s body flicker, unable to capture his shadow. With Ming Xi’s lesson right before his eyes, how could Elder Mingjing not panic?

"My fate is sealed!"

With just one glance, he knew that Lin Yun’s cultivation level far surpassed his.

It was only three years ago that he had joined the sect, and when he left the Sword Sect not long ago, he was only in the Divine Cultivation Realm.

Back then, he used this same swift, accurate, and ruthless sword technique to cleanly kill the son of Baili Liuyun.

Initially, he only thought of Lin Yun as a genius, never imagining that today he would have the ability to kill Elder Ming Xi, leaving even him powerless to retaliate.

Ming Xi, what a disaster you’ve wrought!

This promising seedling was forcibly turned into an enemy of the Sword Sect!

At this moment, Elder Mingjing thought of many things, both past and future events, but suddenly, he realized he had been thinking for perhaps a bit too long.

I’m not dead?

Elder Mingjing looked down at his clothes, then at his hands, finding them intact.

Could it be that Lin Yun really just flickered a moment ago?

Elder Mingjing couldn’t help feeling ashamed of his wild thoughts. Subconsciously, he wanted to swing his sword to relieve the awkwardness, but as his hand moved, he realized something felt off.

His treasured sword suddenly clattered to the ground in pieces.

This...

Elder Mingjing, as a powerful Elder of the Sword Sect, although he didn’t wield an Immortal Artifact, at the very least held a top-grade Spiritual Artifact, which had now shattered to bits!

Without a doubt, Lin Yun had indeed moved, but he didn’t strike at Mingjing himself, only at his treasured sword. The sword was in his hand, yet he felt nothing.

With Elder Mingjing’s sword in pieces, the other Elders of the Sword Sect all gasped in shock. This young man was truly terrifying!

"Ming Xi had a vendetta with me, dying by my hand is the consequence of his own actions. Does anyone else wish to obstruct me?"

Lin Yun touched his Qiaobian, pointing the sword at the gathered Elders of the Sword Sect.

He wasn’t a murderous person by nature; he had some grievances with the Sword Sect but targeted individuals, not the entire sect.

Like Ming Xi, who emerged on his own seeking death, Lin Yun naturally showed no mercy, while Elder Mingjing attempted to protect the face of the Sword Sect by stopping him, for which Lin Yun understood and merely broke his sword as a warning.

The members of the Sword Sect were now in a difficult position.

Without Baili Liuyun present, Elder Mingjing was considered the highest in cultivation here, yet he was no match for Lin Yun in a fight, and Lin Yun was not fighting alone.

If a real battle ensued, Lin Yun and his group would likely suffer no casualties, while whether the Sword Sect’s Elders could survive might come down to luck.

Even though the Elders were prepared to fight to the death, it did not seem the time had come for such a desperate stand. Everyone had their own thoughts, and seeing the expression on Lin Yun’s face, Elder Mingjing knew a decision must be made now.

Lin Yun had already spared him once, and would not do so a second time.

Elder Mingjing thought to himself, at my age, I am not afraid to die, but what if Lin Yun is provoked and razes our sect? Who in the Sword Sect could stand against him now?

Even if Baili Liuyun returned, wasn’t there still Dongfang Hongyue present?

Dongfang Hongyue’s ferocity was well-known, and Baili Liuyun was certainly no match for her.

"You may all leave!"

Elder Mingjing decided to step forward and bear this humiliation.

As the Great Elder, there was no one better suited for this role.

Watching the Sword Sect suffer such humiliation, Wang Wanqiu’s feelings were complicated.

She felt a bit sorry for the Sword Sect, as it was where she had grown up, and many of the Elders, though eccentric, were indeed good people.

However, she also felt a sense of satisfaction seeing the Sword Sect’s misfortune, as they had betrayed her master. Being happy about their misfortune was complex.

Besides, there was a lament for the Sword Sect’s transition from glory to decline, her mixed emotions culminating in a sigh.

The group then left, and in fact, had they chosen to go, the Sword Sect could not have stopped them. Ultimately, the resolution was in Lin Yun’s hands.

He simply offered the Sword Sect an unflattering choice.

The group had left the Sword Sect when Baili Liuyun finally arrived, too late.

In fact, he had hurried as quickly as he could. After being scolded by Qian Qian, Baili Liuyun realized that he couldn’t delay even a moment and rushed back, only to still miss encountering Lin Yun.

This was fortunate for him, as had they met and a conflict arose, Lin Yun would not have held back again...

Lin Yun bore no ill will towards the other Elders of the Sword Sect; it was only Ming Xi he found particularly despicable, but Baili Liuyun was different. Lin Yun had not forgotten that he killed his son.

Although Baili Liuyun remained silent afterwards, and even though the incident had passed, Lin Yun was not naive enough to think he harbored no grudge.

A biting dog doesn’t bark. Lin Yun never let his guard down around Baili Liuyun.

Moreover, Lin Yun did hold a grudge against Baili Liuyun. Initially, he could have left the Sword Sect on amicable terms; it was only for the sake of face that Baili Liuyun escalated things to an irreconcilable extent, forcing Lin Yu, who had lost all of his cultivation, to kneel and kowtow. Lin Yun had not forgotten this debt.

Before, when his cultivation was insufficient, Lin Yun had let it go, but now, after his breakthrough, any cultivator in the Celestial Knowing Realm encountering him would likely face death, and even a practitioner in the Enlightened Realm might not stand a chance against him.

If he truly faced Baili Liuyun, Lin Yun would surely strike to kill, and even if he couldn’t win, with so many allies beside him, Baili Liuyun wouldn’t stand a chance.

Baili Liuyun was unaware that he had narrowly escaped a disaster. Returning to the Sword Sect, he saw the elders gathered, and next to them lay a corpse, whose ghastly appearance Baili Liuyun couldn’t bear to describe.

"What happened?"

Baili Liuyun was quite furious. He had only stepped out for a moment; how could someone have raided his home in his absence?

Yet when he asked this question, not a single elder paid him any attention.

One could only say that Baili Liuyun’s timing for his disappearance was too perfect: the enemy attacked, and he had left.

The moment he returned, the enemy had just departed, and here he was, asking us what happened.

At this moment, the elders of the Sword Sect’s impression of Baili Liuyun completely collapsed.

"The Sect Master is indeed cunning, but as a Sect Master, not even having the basic responsibility is truly laughable!"

Mingjing angrily tossed aside the hilt of his sword and turned to leave.

Baili Liuyun was scolded left and right, completely dumbfounded.

Wanting to ask the other elders, he found them dispersing one after another, leaving only the disgruntled members of the Baili Family looking at Baili Liuyun as if they were disappointed.

"We understand that your cultivation level is not enough to confront powerful enemies, but no matter what, you should not flee! As the Sect Master, you should share life and death with the Sword Sect, advancing and retreating together!"

Baili Liuyun: "..."

What did I do wrong? Wasn’t I just going out to seek allies and earn merits?

Feeling wronged, Baili Liuyun watched the elders leave one by one. He wanted to chase after them to ask more, but then he thought his own secrets were more important. Surely the recent disturbances hadn’t reached inside his own quarters?

Baili Liuyun rushed inside, and indeed, the entrance to the secret passage was already open.

Who had discovered this passage?

The elders?

Baili Liuyun felt a surge of nervousness, uncertain about what had just occurred, but he decided to first find Qian Qian and ask her.

However, upon reaching the end of the passage, Baili Liuyun was stunned.

The shrine was gone, the big eyes cracked open.

He chanted the true name of Thousand Hands and Eyes, but received no response.

This is bad, my god can’t be dead, can it?

Qian Qian: "..."

She was too tired to deal with Baili Liuyun anymore.

But when Baili Liuyun called her with faith, it ultimately woke her up. Qian Qian cast a glance his way, only to see a joyous Baili Liuyun.

"Then haven’t I gained all this divine power for nothing?"

Qian Qian: "..."

Is it so difficult to be a god nowadays?

Your believer is an idiot, and not even loyal.

Taking from her, yet not thinking of repaying properly.

Life is too hard!

Out of anger, Qian Qian released all her wrath upon Baili Liuyun.

"You seem very pleased? If you don’t find ten reliable believers in three days, just wait and feel the wrath of the divine spirit!"

Baili Liuyun: "..."

That’s it, joy turning to sorrow. This god is so unpredictable, not even making a sound when appearing, too devious.

Wait, she hasn’t left yet, has she?

Feeling the temperature slowly drop around him, Baili Liuyun immediately sensed an ominous foreboding...

Today, the Sword Sect faced another crisis, yet the town below remained tranquil and serene. Although this southwestern borderland was a bit impoverished, the town led a relatively comfortable life; rarely did it face any turmoil.

Invasions from the Grassland People, the Demon Tribe, battles between the Righteous and the Demonic—the flames of war seldom reached this corner, allowing the town’s peaceful atmosphere to persist.

But now, Wu Xin’s heart was far from peaceful.

Remembering how Lin Yun had killed someone with such decisiveness, Wu Xin felt a pang of panic.

Seeing that Lin Yun seemed to be in a bad mood, and having angered him, she feared she might have to suffer punishment tonight.

Wu Xin realized all her little schemes were likely ineffective against Lin Yun, and it might not be long before he found out she had incited Yu Jiaolong to steal the Sacred Demon’s Manual.

What should I do?

Should I flee now?

Wu Xin was very afraid; meanwhile, Lin Yun was methodically arranging his affairs.

"Wu Xin, you continue to guard Yu Jiaolong. If she causes any more trouble..."

"I guarantee there won’t be any."

Wu Xin hurriedly interjected before Lin Yun could finish, and he nodded, satisfied with the increasingly conscious little slave girl.

"If there is more trouble, take your punishment yourself."

Wu Xin bowed her head and didn’t dare to protest.

Hopefully, seeing how well she was behaving now, Lin Yun wouldn’t be too harsh tonight, would he?