The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 652 - 160: And you say you’re not jinxing?

Chapter 652: Chapter 160: And you say you’re not jinxing?

One moment they were talking about being good teammates who help each other, and the next they were hurting each other again.

After Lin Yun struck a nerve, Qian Qian was immediately silenced, not saying another word.

Lin Yun also knew that at times like this, they shouldn’t hurt each other. Facing difficulties, they should assist each other instead.

"Actually, we’re not at the point of death yet; there’s no need to give up hope."

Lin Yun’s attempt at comfort was useless to Qian Qian, who despondently said, "Not dead yet is just waiting to die. So what, eventually we all die. I didn’t die in the previous disaster, and now facing this Apocalypse Thunder, there’s no guarantee of escaping it. Does it make any difference whether it’s sooner or later?"

"Of course, there’s a difference, as long as we’re alive, there is still hope. Don’t you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Lin Yun’s words were filled with positive energy, as he tried to guide Qian Qian towards a more optimistic attitude.

After thinking for a moment, Qian Qian suddenly laughed, "I don’t really have any wishes."

Lin Yun: "..."

So not only is she a defeatist god, but also a couch potato god?

Has she never thought about ruling the world, achieving ultimate stability, or seeking the supreme Great Dao?

"Then what has sustained you for over a hundred thousand years?"

"Yeah, why have I lived so long? What’s the meaning of living this long?"

Lin Yun: "..."

Great, before he could comfort her, Qian Qian was simply in a bad mood, but after his attempt, she outright questioned her own reason for existence.

Could it be that I really don’t know how to console someone?

This time I was seriously trying to comfort, and I wasn’t even messing around!

Suddenly, Lin Yun didn’t know what to do, but Qian Qian turned to look at him and asked, "What wish do you have then?"

She wanted to ask Lin Yun to better understand herself.

Lin Yun also pondered this question for a moment.

If he were to speak of his own wishes, there would be two.

One was to resolve all the issues and live happily ever after with his wives. There might be new troubles in the future, but those could be dealt with when the time came.

The other wish was much deeper; Lin Yun wanted to return home, at least to see his family, even if it were just a dream.

To be honest, he was reluctant to leave everything he currently had. Now, he owned a formidable power, treasures galore, and the love of many exceptional women, whereas in his original world, he was just a worker who got harassed by a wealthy woman.

But the desire to go back and see was a voice from his heart.

That was Lin Yun’s quietly set grand goal.

Perhaps someday, when he had reached the pinnacle of his cultivation, he might be able to traverse time and space to return to his parents’ side.

Of course, this was not a wish he could share with others.

Seeing Qian Qian’s intense gaze, Lin Yun suddenly didn’t want to tell the truth. He said nonchalantly, "I don’t really have any strong wishes, just to sleep with various women and win their hearts. I’ve barely experienced humans, the Demon Tribe, and the Demon Race, now I’m just short of a god."

This was an outright flirtation, and Qian Qian’s face flushed red with shock and anger as she stared at Lin Yun before taking several steps back.

"Don’t harbor such wild thoughts; even though I’ve lost my divine power, I’m not easy to bully!"

"Hahaha..."

Seeing her flustered and shy appearance, Lin Yun couldn’t help but laugh.

The feeling of teasing a goddess was truly great.

However, the consequence was that the two of them stopped talking again.

Lin Yun wasn’t in a hurry to coax her and started tapping around the dam with his Thunderclap Sword and Qiaobian, making a series of clinking and clanking sounds.

Already in a bad mood, Qian Qian became increasingly irritable with the noise and exploded, "What are you hammering at! Hammering harder won’t break this dam, which has been blessed by the Apocalypse Thunder. How could you possibly break something like that!"

As Qian Qian finished speaking, there was a crack and a small stone was chipped off by Lin Yun, rolling down the dam and into the Qing Shui. Although it didn’t cause much of a splash, the fall of this stone still gave Lin Yun a great boost of encouragement.

Originally, the stones here were only adobe bricks. To ensure quality, Lin Yun had specifically roasted them with his Golden Lotus, thereby strengthening them with a simple artifact refining technique, making them incredibly tough.

That was the main reason why it took them so long to build a dam.

While hammering, Lin Yun regretted why he had to maintain such strict quality control over the construction. Wouldn’t making shoddy work have been just fine?

Even after being struck by the Apocalypse Thunder, Lin Yun’s use of Qiaobian as a hammer and the Thunderclap Sword as a chisel, hammering away for a long time without breaking off a single piece.

But when Qian Qian said that, it just broke.

"Great encouragement!"

Lin Yun was shocked on the spot. Did Qian Qian actually have this effect?

Qian Qian didn’t know what Lin Yun meant by "great encouragement," but she felt utterly embarrassed.

Each time she said something, it always ended up backfiring.

She hadn’t said anything wrong. Anything that couldn’t be destroyed by Heavenly Tribulation would absorb the Power of Thunder, which was one of the properties of heavenly tribulations. All that couldn’t be destroyed by thunderbolt would absorb the Power of Thunder.

This dam had absorbed the power of the Apocalypse Thunder; how could Lin Yun, a mortal, possibly break it?

Yet, he did.

"Keep on telling me I won’t succeed!"

Lin Yun urged her.

With a face full of embarrassment and annoyance, Qian Qian turned her head away.

I’ve never seen such mockery before.

"Speak up, how else am I to hammer at the dam?"

Qian Qian was furious, rebuking, "Don’t get cocky, it might have just been an accident, what’s there to be smug about!"

Crack, another piece of stone was chiseled away.

"Continue, don’t stop."

Qian Qian: "..."

Qian Qian shut up, her face feeling sore.

Seeing her silent, Lin Yun struck again with the hammer. This time, as he focused his senses, he discovered that as he hammered, Little Gold had released a Golden Thunderbolt. The golden thunderbolt collided perfectly with a strand of black within the dam, releasing energy that cracked the stone from the inside.

All these reactions happened internally, and thus, were invisible to Lin Yun’s naked eye.

Now that he had figured out the mechanism, he didn’t need Qian Qian to coax him anymore.

The power of Little Gold and this black thunderbolt were exactly opposite; one was the Thunderbolt of creation, the other was the Apocalypse Thunder. Had it been something else, Lin Yun might have been out of options.

All his last resorts had lost their effect, and the Statue of Qing Nu was unresponsive. Lin Yun began to worry he might be doomed.

But he never liked giving up. At such a moment, he still had a final survival plan, which was to destroy the dam he had worked so hard to build.

Disaster might sweep everywhere, but he would still have a glimmer of hope.

Lin Yun had no intention of sacrificing himself to protect the world, and besides, such thoughts were too naïve. When Qing Shui could drown him, it could just as well threaten the entire world.

He might as well preserve himself for usefulness, who knows what solution there might be later on.

It was because of this perseverance that he finally found a ray of hope.

"Little Gold, if I make it out alive this time, I’ll definitely give you a big gulp of Spiritual Liquid."

In critical moments, it’s still Little Gold that saves the day!

In comparison, the Statue of Qing Nu is too haughty, just watching me die without lifting a finger, huh! Just wait!

Lin Yun didn’t continue down that line of thought, but he took note of this grudge.

As Qian Qian saw Lin Yun chipping away at the dam with each hammer strike, creating an opening, she was stunned.

Originally, she was mocking and felt the constant ding ding dang was annoying, but now, she found the very same sound to be music to her ears.

"I really didn’t expect you could turn things around. I truly underestimated you. If you keep chiseling like this, the formation will soon break, and I might recover my Divine Power, and then..."

Qian Qian hadn’t finished speaking when Lin Yun covered her mouth.

Lin Yun had dropped the hammer and the sword, hurrying over to cover her mouth.

"Mmmph!!"

Qian Qian struggled angrily, eyes wide with panic.

Remembering what Lin Yun had just said, she was terrified, of course.

Having been a Divine Spirit for so many years, she had never been treated this way. Mortals reverence Divine Spirits; none would bully them like Lin Yun did!

Moreover, this man was surely too lecherous; facing death, was he actually thinking about experiencing the taste of a god?

Despicable! Lewd!

"Don’t talk nonsense, please don’t say I’ll succeed, I beg you."

Qian Qian had assumed so much, only to hear Lin Yun say those words. Then, Lin Yun let go of her.

Is that all?

Qian Qian was bemused after being released.

Such a big commotion, she thought she was about to be disgraced by Lin Yun without mercy, but then, was that it?

Wait a minute, isn’t this even more insulting?

Qian Qian stomped in anger and shouted, "Why can’t I speak! I’m not a jinx! Don’t be so superstitious; everything in the world has its own rules. It can’t be that something will go wrong just because I say it will, right?"

This time Lin Yun was going to cover her mouth again, but Qian Qian dodged quickly, having been caught off guard before.

But as she dodged, she stepped on the edge of the dam which Lin Yun had also hammered, and although that piece of stone didn’t fall then, it cracked on Qian Qian’s step and dropped.

Qian Qian slipped, nearly falling down, but Lin Yun, with quick reflexes, caught her hand.

As the fallen stone tumbled down the dam’s wall and scraped across the runes Lin Yun had inscribed earlier, it just so happened to alter one of them. By a mere coincidence, the rune wasn’t destroyed but transformed into a different rune.

Normally, this would be insignificant as runes need power to activate. But as luck would have it, there was a thunderbolt right then.

A black Thunderbolt struck down, hitting precisely that rune, powering it up, completing the... 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Just as Lin Yun pulled Qian Qian up, not even having a chance to mock her, he saw beams of black light shooting into the sky, converging above them and forming something like a birdcage, trapping them in the middle.

Lin Yun: "..."

Qian Qian: "..."

"And you still say you’re not a jinx?"

Lin Yun’s voice was full of ward bitterness.

I never should have saved her, thinking at least she’s a teammate, and at the end of the day, a god.

Who would have known, I saved a pig teammate instead...