The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 92: The Sect Master Starts Swinging the Hoe

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: The Sect Master Starts Swinging the Hoe

The Flower Fairy quickly noticed something was off with Zhao Lingyu, but it seemed she was more concerned about the words "admire."

Admiration and romantic infatuation are only one word apart, and Zhao Lingyu had a noticeably shy demeanor, almost like she favored Lin Yun but was too embarrassed to say it outright.

Hmph, shallow woman! If you’ve got the guts, just say it, and see if I don’t burst your damn head.

The Little Flower Fairy was screaming madly in her heart.

"Stay calm, having seen a woman as charming as me, Lin Yun won’t fall for anyone else."

The narcissistic personality was the most confident, and it was also thanks to her that she managed to suppress the Little Flower Fairy’s character.

The Flower Fairy breathed a sigh of relief, if she let the Little Flower Fairy run wild, her reputation would truly be ruined.

She eyed Zhao Lingyu critically, but she concealed her hostility and, with a polite gesture, said, "I have yet to ask for the young lady’s name."

Zhang Xiuya interjected, "This is Ninth Princess."

"Saintess may call me Lingyu."

"So it’s Princess Your Highness, please forgive my prior disrespect. "

"It’s nothing, Saintess need not be so polite. Since we’re here at Purple Cloud Mountain today, let’s not see me as a princess—how about we address each other as fellow sect brothers and sisters?"

The Flower Fairy’s heart chilled; Zhao Lingyu’s words seemed harmless but actually held another meaning!

Was she hinting that the Sect didn’t regard the Imperial Clan seriously?

So upon arriving at Purple Cloud Mountain, she should no longer be treated as a princess?

As a member of the Imperial Clan, blending in with the Sect disciples, could she have an ulterior motive?

And her approach to Lin Yun, could it also contain hidden thoughts?

She began to worry for Lin Yun.

In the eyes of the Flower Fairy, Lin Yun was far too naive.

Indeed, Lin Yun was only eighteen, and although not dumb and quite clever, he still lacked extensive life experience and was unaware of the treacherous nature of people’s hearts. Zhao Lingyu was probably targeting Lin Yun, and she needed to be cautious.

Hey, wait a minute, since she’s older than Lin Yun, why should they become sworn siblings?

It clearly should be elder sister and younger brother!

The Little Flower Fairy immediately protested: A brother is a brother!

The Flower Fairy had no choice but to negotiate with her, "We’ll separate the two; you can call him elder brother, and I’ll call him junior brother."

The Flower Fairy’s thoughts clearly went awry.

Fortunately, she could multitask. Although she was thinking about a bunch of messy things, she didn’t forget to politely respond to Zhao Lingyu, "Then I shall follow your suggestion."

"I already said you don’t have to call me Your Highness anymore, Sister Flower, just call me Sister Lingyu."

As she spoke, Zhao Lingyu moved closer to the Flower Fairy and took her hand.

The Flower Fairy wanted to shake her off, but out of consideration for her princess status, she couldn’t let Zhao Lingyu lose face and thus endured it.

"Sister Lingyu."

The Flower Fairy said, suppressing her inner discomfort, the most uncomfortable part being the sensation of Zhao Lingyu’s softness against her arm.

Heh, truly a mundane woman.

Lin Yun, observing the facade of harmony between the two, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Not easy, if they had started tearing at each other right in front of him, although it wouldn’t have been a big deal for him, it would still have been troublesome.

Luckily, the Flower Fairy was sufficiently restrained.

But Zhang Xiuya couldn’t stand it anymore.

Fight already!

Flower Fairy, you are such a disappointment! You come over here all aggressive and that’s it?

No, this won’t do, I need to stir the pot a bit!

"Sister Lingyu, don’t you really enjoy poetry? Sister Flower is also proficient in this regard, and I guess, the bond between Sister Flower and Brother Lin started over a poem as well!"

"Brother Zhang, please don’t speak nonsense, my relationship with Lin Yun is just like brother and sister."

Zhang Xiuya: "..."

Weren’t they sworn siblings just moments ago? Now it’s turned into elder sister and younger brother?

No, if the Flower Fairy is so eager to clarify their relationship, doesn’t that mean...

"Really? Does that mean I still have a chance?"

Zhao Lingyu said excitedly, and after finishing, she quickly covered her mouth as if she regretted speaking too hastily, a flustered and shy expression on her face.

"That is, I didn’t mean that, I just..."

Zhao Lingyu’s words were a bit chaotic, and in the end, she simply covered her face and stopped explaining.

The Flower Fairy’s expression instantly grew dark. Although in her eyes, Zhao Lingyu’s performance was mostly an act, a hint of sourness bubbled in her heart.

The Little Flower Fairy was struggling to restrain herself.

Zhang Xiuya saw the displeasure on the Flower Fairy’s face but still managed a smile.

"Great, let the fight begin!"

Wait a second...

I’m happy as hell!

The pretty girls who should have liked me are all falling for Lin Yun, is this something for me to be happy about?

Realizing this, Zhang Xiuya closed in on himself again.

Truly, ignorance is bliss.

If he hadn’t thought of that, at least he could have been happy for a little while longer.

Lin Yun was under the stern gaze of the Flower Fairy and also being sneakily checked out by Zhao Lingyu with a shy and timid look.

His heart...

didn’t have much of a ripple, only a slight urge to laugh.

He had been watching silently before speaking, and indeed, Zhao Lingyu was coveting his body.

But Lin Yun was used to it, what can you do when you are handsome and talented? It’s normal to be targeted by naughty women.

"We should be like brother and sister," Lin Yun said to the Flower Fairy calmly.

"I am older than you."

"But I like it when you call me ’brother’."

The Flower Fairy could no longer keep her composure and turned her head away, blushing.

"I will not call you ’brother’."

This tsundere attitude was quite adorable.

Lin Yun teased the Flower Fairy a bit and felt very pleased, and as for Zhao Lingyu...

Lin Yun pretended not to see Zhao Lingyu’s shy and timid look.

Women can act dumb and sweet, and men can also pretend to be tough and unfeeling.

Lin Yun was good at this.

Zhang Xiuya watched Lin Yun skillfully navigate between the two girls and felt his sadness welling up like a river in reverse.

He no longer wanted to see Lin Yun, and Purple Cloud Cave seemed particularly out of reach today.

"Can someone please take Lin Yun away for me?" Zhang Xiuya prayed inwardly.

"Lin Yun, you’re back from the mountains? You’re just in time; I have something to discuss with you."

At that moment, Fang Yu happened to pass by.

Zhang Xiuya: "..."

His prayers seemed to be answered today, could it be his lucky day?

Fang Yu took Lin Yun and headed in another direction.

"The Sword Sect is also coming to attend the ceremony today. You can go back with the disciples of the Sword Sect."

As they walked, Fang Yu began to lay out plans for Lin Yun.

Eh, is this getting out of hand?

This isn’t right. Based on his calculations, Fang Yu should be trying to keep him here, so why is he arranging for him to leave?

Although he was a bit anxious, Lin Yun still smiled and said, "Thank you, Sect Master."

"Don’t mention it. You’ve come to my Purple Cloud Mountain, and I don’t have much to give you, but Elder Ma Feng recently forged a batch of swords, and I got one for you."

As she spoke, Fang Yu produced a pale blue sword.

They had now reached an open space, which was also where the disciples practiced their swordsmanship.

"Have you ever learned any swordsmanship?" Fang Yu asked.

Lin Yun shook his head; he really didn’t know how to sword fight, except for hacking away wildly.

But back in the Land of Death, he had slain many demon creatures with just that wild hacking.

Fang Yu couldn’t help but sigh and said, "Alright then, I’ll teach you a few basic sword techniques."

Hearing this, Lin Yun relaxed a lot more.

He understood now.

Fang Yu didn’t really want him to leave; she clearly wanted to establish the mentor-disciple relationship first.

The hoe is swung into action!