The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 109: It’s Time to Show Some Real Acting

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: It’s Time to Show Some Real Acting

Hu Feng’s words were an exaggeration, but Feng Wu had no doubts about his judgment.

Rather, it was that Lin Yun himself thought he was well-disguised, but in reality, he was full of flaws.

After all, Flower Fairy is a powerful warrior of the Heart Guarding Realm, only a step away from the Celestial Knowing Realm. How could such a strong person willingly acknowledge someone weaker as her brother? There must be something fishy going on.

That being said, it seems...

Lin Yun and Flower Fairy’s side doesn’t seem very reliable either.

Oh, choosing sides is so hard. I always feel like both sides are people I can’t afford to provoke, yet they both have their flaws, and getting involved with them is like asking for trouble.

As Feng Wu was internally struggling, Hu Feng saw her bitter expression and thought she was distressed about how to deal with Lin Yun and Flower Fairy, so he comforted her, "You don’t really need to be nervous, we are not enemies."

Hu Feng confidently declared, "That Lin Yun also has his own schemes, managing to ally with the Saintess of Guanghan Palace proves he has some ability. And his disguise hasn’t been seen through by anyone, but it was only in front of us that he revealed his Divine Skills, which indicates that he actually wants to work with us. This way, we can each get what we need without interfering with each other."

"As expected of Elder Hu Feng!"

Feng Wu was astonished; she hadn’t thought about it that way.

After listening to Hu Feng, she had an epiphany. If that was the case, she wouldn’t have to openly betray them even if she decided to turn to Flower Fairy. Maybe she could even swing both ways when the time came.

If I don’t know which to choose, then why not just take them all?

Since they are not mortal enemies, she would have the chance to adapt as necessary.

Hu Feng also enjoyed Feng Wu’s adulation and took on the air of a sage, "Since they have approached you, go ahead and make contact with them. You can work together, but make sure not to reveal any secrets of our organization."

"I understand."

With her mind finally at ease, Feng Wu respectfully sent Elder Hu Feng away, then called for her maidservant.

When Flower Fairy had tried to win her over, the maidservant wasn’t there; otherwise, there would have been a bloodbath that night.

"Qiuyue, go send a message to Lin Yun for me. Say that I would like to invite him to Lai Yi Pavilion for tea and see when he is available."

The things they did were not meant for the public eye, so naturally, their words had to be secretive. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

She believed that Lin Yun would understand what she meant by this message.

At this moment, Lin Yun was unaware that he had been misunderstood yet again. It was already troublesome being mistaken by the spies of the Yu Ling Sect, and now a new misunderstanding had arisen.

Everyone in the Cultivation World seems to be a master of wild conjectures.

Lin Yun returned to his room and, as soon as he opened the door, heard a lonely voice say, "You’re back."

Lin Yun jumped with fright but then realized it was Fang Yu and calmed himself, asking, "Senior, why have you come?"

In the dead of night, a frosty Sect Master waiting in a disciple’s room with a lonely demeanor—this scene could easily lead to misconceptions.

"I have something to discuss with you."

Fang Yu’s words made the atmosphere even more ambiguous, but she herself was utterly oblivious.

She looked at Lin Yun, sighed once more, and it wasn’t until then that Lin Yun sat down and asked, "Senior, what concerns you so deeply?"

Fang Yu shook her head, not revealing the reason, but said, "People from the Sword Sect are leaving tomorrow, you should descend the mountain with them."

Her tone was resolute, making it crystal clear to Lin Yun that Fang Yu indeed wanted him to leave.

Great, just like that you’re letting me go?

DIdn’t that make all my maneuvers before just a waste?

Lin Yun quickly sensed trouble and also quickly figured out Fang Yu’s thoughts.

Becuase of Zhang Xiuya’s case, she probably thought she wasn’t a good mentor. That’s also why she had dismissed the idea of taking him as a disciple.

Lin Yun was half right.

Fang Yu dismissed the idea of taking on an apprentice, half because of Zhang Xiuya, but more importantly, she did not want to exploit Lin Yun.

Once Lin Yun truly became her disciple, it would be difficult to stop the plans of the elders. After all, for the sake of the Sect, and the convenient opportunity for Lin Yun to take a beauty home, these were things she could not prevent, but she did not want to use Lin Yun to vie for benefits.

So, it was best to send him away, far from this place of strife.

No matter what her reasons for not wanting a disciple were, Lin Yun knew that he had to take the initiative.

He looked at Fang Yu for a moment before saying, "I have an unreasonable request."

"Speak."

"I wish to take you as my master."

"?"

Fang Yu’s mind was filled with question marks.

She looked at Lin Yun, asking in return, "Didn’t you say you didn’t want to leave Sword Sect before?"

Previously, she had even thought about how to poach him. She didn’t expect Lin Yun to suddenly request to be her disciple voluntarily, but she couldn’t feel happy about it now.

The question she posed, Lin Yun did not answer directly. Instead, he gazed at her with eyes brimming with pity, which he quickly reined in, and said dryly, "I just feel that, perhaps, I might have a better future in Shenxiao Sect!"

That fleeting look of pity, how could Fang Yu fail to notice? She immediately surmised—is it because her eldest disciple died and the only remaining fifth disciple has not yet awakened that he took the initiative to become her disciple?

Is it out of pity for her?

Fang Yu felt that she should be angry. After all, the Leader of Shenxiao Sect being belittled by a young boy was preposterous.

But...

Such looks of pity, she had not seen in many years.

The looks she encountered were often filled with jealousy, hatred, expectation, and indifference. But pity seemed only to exist in her dreams.

Lin Yun was, after all, a person of a kind heart.

Fang Yu, who was quite straightforward, asserted, "Are you sympathetic to me? There’s really no need for that. I’ve decided that once this crisis passes, I will hand over my position to another elder. There’s no need to rush in finding a successor, so you should return to Sword Sect!"

Lin Yun’s look of pity held three parts sincerity and seven parts acting, but now, it was time for a real performance.

"How could I possibly pity someone of your stature? I just wish to have a master as good as you."

Whether there are ulterior motives, what one says oneself doesn’t count—it’s for others to decide.

The more Lin Yun said he was motivated by self-interest, the more Fang Yu felt it was for her own sake.

What’s it like to be cared for?

She hadn’t felt it for a very long time.

Was it a hundred years, or two hundred? The time had been so long, she’d nearly forgotten.

Ever since she became Sect Master, she had always been high above.

Former companions were either dead or had become subordinates or competitors. Even those who showed concern for her, most were insincere.

Someone as genuine as Lin Yun was indeed a rarity.

Fang Yu just felt a warmth in her heart, but upon hearing Lin Yun say she was a good master, she was too embarrassed to acknowledge it.

"Can I even count as a good master? Xiuya’s Heart Demon has been growing for so many years, yet I was completely oblivious. He plotted against other fellow disciples, and I couldn’t find the evidence to avenge them in time nor prevent Xiuya from committing greater mistakes. How can I be considered a good master?"

Fang Yu’s expression was filled with melancholy.

Lin Yun, however, was overjoyed.

Fang Yu’s heart was wavering, and was this not the best moment to seize the opportunity?