The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 203 - 202: The Fallen Demon King

The Flower Fairy watched as Fang Yu angrily carried Lin Yun away, while Lin Yu stood by, overwhelmed with shame, and for a moment, somewhat at a loss.

"Are you all fighting out of jealousy now?"

"That’s not right—I, the official partner, haven’t even made an appearance yet!"

At this time, Dongfang Hongyue was still cultivating.

Ever since she discovered that Lin Yun was the enemy of her lifetime, Dongfang Hongyue’s cultivation had become much more diligent over the past few days.

To reach the Defiant Heavenly Realm is to break away from the Heavenly Mandate, which means, she must defeat Lin Yun in order to break through to the next level.

With her current cultivation level, dealing with Lin Yun would be quite simple, but she also knew that destiny wouldn’t be that straightforward.

In the north, a sound of thunder roared, somewhat resembling the roar of a tiger, which really was quite peculiar.

Dongfang Hongyue felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart. The world was too dangerous now, and the Shenxiao Sect had become the center of the storm without anyone realizing it, with Lin Yun right there in the Shenxiao Sect...

Hey, wait, could it be that my disciple is also a calamity star?

Upon careful consideration, Dongfang Hongyue suddenly realized something was not quite right.

A series of significant events had recently occurred. Although Lin Yun might not have played a decisive role in every incident, his shadow was present in all of them.

First was the assassination attempt she faced, with Lin Yun there, followed by the Demon Dragon incident involving the Shenxiao Sect, Guanghan Palace, and the Demon Tribe, which also laid the groundwork for the war between the Demon Tribe and the Human Race, and Lin Yun was there too.

Then came the Demon Creatures’ attack on Yellow Wind Valley, which disappeared after so many years of peace, and Lin Yun was there as well.

Next, there was the matter of the Moon God’s Relic and the loss of the Thunderclap Sword...

Dongfang Hongyue suddenly stood up, realizing something extraordinary.

Could it be that Lin Yun is the so-called harbinger of the killing tribulation?

Dongfang Hongyue’s heart began to feel unsettled, and she remembered what Yuxuan had said.

The one who stirs up the storm will ultimately become a sacrifice.

What should she do now—should she go and capture Lin Yun to lock him up at home for three hundred years?

But then, thinking about what happened to Yellow Wind Valley, Dongfang Hongyue lost her composure again.

"No, that’s not right. Even Yuxuan couldn’t predict who the harbinger of tribulation would be. What I saw must have been false."

Despite this, Dongfang Hongyue’s sense of crisis did not diminish much, and she continued to cultivate determinedly.

"I just hope Lin Yun stays put in the Shenxiao Sect this time and doesn’t run around causing trouble. Even if he is a disaster, at least let him afflict just one place!"

The Misty Forest, located seven hundred li west of Mount Myriad Beast and north of the Great Dragon River, joining the Flowing Sand River to the south, enjoyed seasonal winds and timely rains, a land filled with spiritual energy, and a favored spot among the beasts.

This was the territory of the Human Race as well as the land of the Demon Tribe.

If it weren’t for the Flowing Sand River dividing it in the middle, the Misty Forest would be a part of the Myriad Demon Forest.

Owing to the abundant spiritual energy, many Spirit Beasts lived in the forest. Should any Beast Kind encounter fortune and transform into Demons, they would cross the Flowing Sand River to join the Demon Tribe.

Human Cultivators seeking Spiritual Medicine often searched within the Misty Forest, as did those capturing Spirit Beasts.

Thus, the area was not under the jurisdiction of any single Sect, and anyone could enter, but if one’s cultivation level was inadequate and they were discovered by the powerful and hostile Spirit Beasts inside, no one else could be blamed.

Deep within the Misty Forest, perennially shrouded in dense fog, today, an uninvited guest burst into its depths.

She was dressed in green robes, her steps light and floating, with a small White Snake coiled around her hand.

She was Bai Jiaojiao’s maidservant, Xiao Qing.

"Alright, Xiao Qing, let’s rest here for a while. We should be relatively safe now that we’ve reached this place,"

The White Snake coiled around Xiao Qing’s wrist spoke in human language, and Xiao Qing herself collapsed to the ground, drained of strength.

This journey had truly been too brutal. Thankfully, they had managed to escape.

"If only my sister were here, she wouldn’t have had to sacrifice her Dharma Form, and Xiao Qing wouldn’t feel so useless."

The girl in green looked at the little snake as thick as a thumb, full of self-reproach.

This little white snake was none other than Bai Jiaojiao.

"Don’t be sad, I was supposed to shatter my Dharma Form and physical body to fully revert to my ancestral form and become a dragon after obtaining the Dragon Ball. That silly bird showing up was perfect timing; my attack should have him bedridden for a good half-year. If it weren’t for your ability to hide, we wouldn’t have been able to escape here!"

Bai Jiaojiao comforted Xiao Qing, and thinking of everything that had transpired over the past few days, she was also seething with anger.

Ever since she got the Dragon Ball, Bai Jiaojiao had returned to the Demon Tribe and dedicated herself to secluded cultivation without concerning herself with worldly affairs, except for the time she sent Xiao Qing out as a token gesture to the Moon God’s Relic, playing the part of the Demon King.

Then Huang Long, that swindler, came looking for her secretly and even brought a staff as a so-called token of engagement.

Bai Jiaojiao was dumbfounded at the time. What in the world was that all about!

It was just so coincidental that the White-Headed Sculpture King also came to propose marriage, saying that only the White Sea Dragon Demon King was worthy of his eventual reign over the Demon Domain.

But how could Bai Jiaojiao agree to that foolish Sculpture King? She was set on becoming a dragon.

Besides, she already had a suitor that was a Sea Dragon, and the rule of not serving two masters still applied.

Then the White-Headed Sculpture King and Daoist Master Huang Long met and immediately began to fight; seeing himself losing, Daoist Master Huang Long let slip that Bai Jiaojiao had obtained the Dragon Corpse.

In Daoist Master Huang Long’s eyes, she was clearly the sole possessor of that day’s Dragon Corpse.

When the White-Headed Sculpture King heard that Bai Jiaojiao could possibly transform into a dragon, he and Daoist Master Huang Long both turned on her.

Bai Jiaojiao didn’t expect such infighting at this time; sure enough, not only human hearts are treacherous, so are those of demons.

At that moment, Bai Jiaojiao had also just grasped the essence of transforming into a dragon.

She was already a Sea Dragon, so how could she become a True Dragon?

Only by breaking her current path could she seek the real Path.

Therefore, she self-destructed her Dharma Form, creating a scenario of one person dead and one severely injured before she had Xiao Qing help her escape.

To her, the Demon Tribe was no longer a safe haven; she needed to find a new place for cultivation.

That’s when she thought of Lin Yun. Their escape route involved crossing the Flowing Sand River, passing through the Misty Forest, and heading into the human territories.

The human cultivators’ defenses at Yu Ling Sect were too tight, so they could only traverse the Misty Forest.

During the journey, Xiao Qing also encountered a few skirmishes with King Diao’s subordinates. The eagles’ predation on snakes was far too dominant, and Xiao Qing was no match, forcing Bai Jiaojiao to shatter her path’s body again to finally break through the encirclement.

Only after a long journey deep into the Misty Forest did they finally find safety.

"Don’t worry, once we find Lin Yun and he gives me some more Spiritual Liquid, I’ll recover my Cultivation Level quickly."

Xiao Qing: "..."

Your Highness, as a Demon King, shouldn’t you have some pride? Why do you sound like you’re planning to be someone’s kept woman?

"Xiao Qing, you’re still young, that’s why you think everything depends on your own strength to be truly impressive. But I’ve struggled for a thousand years to realize the joy of being taken care of by someone."

Xiao Qing: "..."

There seems to be something wrong with my king’s philosophy.

Xiao Qing didn’t know what Bai Jiaojiao had been through, but ever since they returned from treasure hunting, despite Bai Jiaojiao still diligently cultivating, the entire demon seemed to exude an air of "I don’t want to try hard anymore" like a salted fish.

"Is that Lin Yun really so impressive?"

Xiao Qing remembered the trip to the Moon God Ruins when Lin Yun had saved her.

But after that, she didn’t know what became of him.

"It’s not a matter of whether he’s impressive or not, but the taste of a kiss from him is simply too wonderful. You’ll understand once you try it; it’s an indescribable pleasure. Just thinking about it makes me a bit thirsty."

Xiao Qing: "..."

So, that Lin Yun, is he just delectable?