The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 657 - 165: Let’s Feed Together

Qian Qian felt like the world had somehow gone wrong.

She was supposed to be right, but she kept getting slapped in the face.

A dark mark between the eyebrows meant the presence of a killing tribulation.

Where Dongfang Hongyue was concerned, this dark mark between the eyebrows wasn’t just a small blot— the dark aura that lingered around her stretched hundreds of feet high, overshadowing the sun. It was as if Dongfang Hongyue herself was submerged in the darkness.

Isn’t this even more unlucky than the Moon God?

What kind of sins had she committed to have such a terrifying fate?

Qian Qian couldn’t quite understand.

However, she quickly discovered the reason why Dongfang Hongyue was still alive.

A layer of red film surrounded her body, isolating all the dark aura outside Dongfang Hongyue’s body. Under such unique circumstances, Dongfang Hongyue’s luck might not be the best, and she was always accompanied by danger; but because of that red film, she seemed to always turn misfortune into a blessing.

Upon closer inspection, Qian Qian shockingly found that the red wasn’t the normal color of lucky aura, but the color of blood, and there seemed to be runes flashing within it.

With a calculation, Qian Qian couldn’t help but exclaim, "It’s actually a Blood Curse, what kind of background does she have!"

"Blood Curse, what is that?"

"The so-called Blood Curse is a type of curse that a blood kin casts using their own blood as a catalyst to ensure the continuation of their own bloodline at the sacrifice of themselves. That is the reason why that woman is still alive. Considering the sins she carries, I suspect not only her blood kin performed the Blood Curse for her."

According to Qian Qian’s calculations, to withstand such immense sins, it would probably take the blood of nine families.

But this was only a temporary solution, not a cure. With so many sins on her, even if she managed to survive, it would only be for one lifetime. Sacrificing so many people just for the sake of one person’s life, the risk was too great.

Lin Yun had finally understood the peculiar sacrificial scene he saw in Dongfang Hongyue’s dream— it must have been her father placing the Blood Curse on her!

What sort of burden was the Dongfang Family carrying?

Lin Yun had known about this before, and the Book Immortal had also said that Dongfang Hongyue was full of sin, unworthy of touching the Divine Artifact. Lin Yun beat him up good for that. At that time, the Calming Sea Pearl didn’t want to be with Dongfang Hongyue, and Lin Yun had put it through a thorough test.

Lin Yun knew that Dongfang Hongyue carried the fate of her family on her shoulders, but this matter was not urgent. It was a long-term mission, which he kept in mind but didn’t rush to solve.

Because he was always experiencing all kinds of things and couldn’t fathom Dongfang Hongyue’s fate, he had no idea how serious the situation was.

Now that Dongfang Hongyue was about to venture into the Netherland, with Qian Qian’s help, Lin Yun was able to see the sins that she bore.

Considering this, wasn’t Dongfang Hongyue walking a path leading to certain death?

As Lin Yun was racked with a headache, he heard Lin Yu’s voice, "I will go with you."

Lin Yun: "..."

The mood, already grave, became heavier with Lin Yu’s sudden interjection.

Everyone knew that Lin Yu had already reached the Defiant Heavenly Realm. She no longer needed to venture into the Netherland to retrieve the Earthly Soul. Now, saying she would venture into the Netherland with Dongfang Hongyue, her purpose seemed quite apparent.

Lin Yun couldn’t help but clench his fists.

He had once told Lin Yu that even if he died, he would come back from the Netherland to the Mortal Realm.

Perhaps that was what Lin Yu was thinking.

If he couldn’t make it back, she would go to find him.

"Count me in too, how about that?"

Another introverted girl spoke up; it was Bai Jiaojiao.

Seeing that Flower Fairy also seemed eager to try, Fang Yu promptly intervened, "Don’t be rash!"

Fang Yu never thought he used to be the most reckless one, always fighting without fear. Now, however, he found himself advising others against being impulsive.

Fang Yu felt exhausted. What did it mean when a team needed a rash person to restrain everyone?

It meant that everyone was reckless.

Dongfang Hongyue used to be such a steady person, but even she had changed.

Fang Yu knew the reason, but because he knew, he felt more of a need to steady everyone’s emotions.

"Venturing into the Netherland, how confident are you?"

Fang Yu asked Dongfang Hongyue, his gaze serious.

"Less than a ten percent chance of retrieving the Earthly Soul, as for finding Lin Yun in the Netherland..."

Dongfang Hongyue shook her head,

There was no need for her to lie here—she genuinely had no confidence at all.

Moreover, Dongfang Hongyue had a vague premonition that if she broke through to the Defiant Heavenly Realm, something terrible might happen.

But at the same time, she felt that if she didn’t break through now, her time might be up.

At this point, being cautious had no meaning left.

Moving forward could lead to death, and standing still was just as deadly. In cultivation, there was no turning back.

So, Dongfang Hongyue, who had always been cautious, decided to take the risk.

"If you’re not confident, why still go?"

"I have a reason I must go."

Fang Yu, feeling helpless, then turned to Lin Yu, "Then what’s your confidence level, can you return alive?"

"No confidence."

Fang Yu: "..."

"What if you go and never return?"

"Then I won’t come back."

Lin Yu’s eyes were full of determination, once, she believed she could defy the Heavenly Mandate, and it was because of such resolve in her Daoist heart that she was able to break through her limits; she also became more confident, believing that her sword could sever all ties.

However, when catastrophe struck, she realized that what she thought was changing her fate was actually nothing but a joke.

Especially after Wang Wanqiu perished in a flood, Lin Yu understood that from beginning to end, neither her fate nor the fate of those around her had changed.

Or perhaps there had been a brief change, but it quickly returned to its original course.

Lin Yun nearly perished due to the wrath of the gods, Wang Wanqiu died in the flood.

And for her, after all her relatives and loved ones died because of her, she could achieve the Great Dao.

This was her destiny.

Such a destiny, she would rather not have!

Choosing to go to the Netherland was Lin Yu’s ultimate defiance of her own fate.

"The so-called Holy Spirits wish to return, do they? Then I will take a trip through the Netherland first."

Fang Yu knew she could not persuade Lin Yu, who had always been like this; once she decided on something, nobody could change her mind.

Er, except for Lin Yun.

But Lin Yun had been missing for so long that everyone began to feel that he might really not return this time.

The last one, Bai Jiaojiao—Fang Yu didn’t have much of a relationship with her and didn’t know how to persuade her. With both cases uncertain, Fang Yu gave up on treatment and reconciliation.

What could she do if these people insisted on throwing away their lives?

In the end, her gaze shifted, landing on the Flower Fairy. She was somewhat surprised—why wasn’t the Flower Fairy joining them in this folly?

All they heard was the Flower Fairy’s faint smile, saying, "If you wish to die in vain and make Lin Yun brave dangers to save you in the future, then go ahead. I am certain that even if you traverse the entire Netherland, you will not find Lin Yun."

The cold splash of reality instantly filled the three who were resolute in their folly with discontent, while Lin Yun, on the side, was clapping frantically.

Little Flower, well done!

Keep persuading, you mustn’t let these three throw away their lives. None of them are certain, this is no different from throwing lives away.

"Why do you say that?"

Lin Yu furrowed her brows, looking very fearsome. Even as sisters, the Flower Fairy could feel the pressure.

A Fierce Tiger on the verge of collapse, truly disregards even kin. At this moment, probably only Lin Yun could bring her back from the brink of despair.

However, the Flower Fairy’s cultivation was not weak either. Withstanding the pressure from Lin Yu, she calmly said, "Only the deceased live in the Netherland, Lin Yun must still be alive. He is just in a place we cannot see, perhaps right now he is watching us. If he knew that because of his departure, you are all in such agony, how anxious would he be?"

Lin Yun almost cried from being moved.

Flower Prophetess, I acknowledge you as the strongest.

The Flower Fairy had just used a hyperbolic rhetorical technique; she didn’t believe Lin Yun could actually see them now, but without saying so, these stubborn people wouldn’t be able to step back from their fixation.

"No matter where Lin Yun is right now, we have to do the right thing, protect our lives, and wait patiently. I have always believed that he will definitely come back for me."

Lin Yu: "..."

Bai Jiaojiao: "..."

Their hearts wavered slightly.

Even Lin Yu felt a glimmer of hope well up within her.

She thought of her promise with Lin Yun; he also told her to wait, saying even if he died, he would fight his way out of the Netherland to find her.

Now, hearing the Flower Fairy speak these words, the scene where Lin Yun made those promises to her resurfaced in her mind, sweet as honey yet stabbing her heart like sharp knives.

Tears slid down Lin Yu’s cheeks. The Flower Fairy quickly went over, hugged her, and gently patted her back. Lin Yu suddenly burst into tears while everyone else watched, hearts aching immensely.

A pervading sadness shrouded the place while Lin Yun, able only to observe, grew increasingly anxious.

He watched helplessly as his loved ones grieved and suffered, unable to do anything. This feeling was too akin to a soul after death, returning to one’s mourning hall, yet being powerless to act.

"What should we do to break free from the temporal chaos and get back on the right track?" Lin Yun asked Qian Qian, suppressing the emotions within him.

Seeing Lin Yun like this suddenly tugged at Qian Qian’s heartstrings.

She could sense Lin Yun’s feelings, but still, he managed to remain calm.

"Shall we talk somewhere else?"

Qian Qian suggested understandingly, worrying that continuing in such an environment could upset him, which would not be good for keeping his Daoist heart stable.

At this moment, Qian Qian certainly wouldn’t speak any harsh truths.

"I truly am a kind-hearted god."

"Thank you, but there’s no need. They are all missing me. Only by staying here with them can I endure the same pain. Little Flower is right, no matter where I am, I will find a way back to them!"

Qian Qian: "..."

Even though Lin Yun’s deeply affectionate appearance was certainly moving, the word "them" really made her want to criticize.

Besides that, a strange emotion was stirring within her.

Qian Qian dared not think further and blurted out a criticism, "It’s good if you can handle it, but if you fall into the Demonic Path, don’t blame me for not warning you."

Qian Qian’s tone had always been unfriendly, but this time, Lin Yun laughed.

"Thank you for your concern."

"I wasn’t concerned about you!"

In that moment, Qian Qian suddenly became flustered...