The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 736 - 244 You are the Qilin

Before facing the Holy Spirit Sword Intent, Lin Yun had been using the most straightforward methods to respond, all the while quietly learning and imitating.

When the Sword Intent he mimicked was barely distinguishable from the original one, there wasn’t much difference between imitation and actual mastery.

But the Holy Spirit Sword Intent was different. Lin Yun concentrated and sensed, but he just couldn’t learn it.

Is there really a Sword Intent in this world that I can’t learn?

Feeling the challenge, Lin Yun’s competitive spirit was ignited.

Tai Bai was also holding a grudge at that moment, wanting to teach Lin Yun a lesson. Although she didn’t launch her Sword Intent with full force, she had utilized the essence of the Holy Spirit Sword Intent completely.

Unlike mundane Sword Intent, this one carried more complex Daoist rhymes and even a hint of fate.

Lin Yun could only bring out his strongest move in response, which was the fusion of Sword Intents he had just learned from the Cleansing Sword Pool.

After leaving the Cleansing Sword Pool, he had thoroughly organized those Sword Intents and further deduced them. He was bound to gain something in the domain of Sword Dao—but since there was no time at present, he had been in constant battle, forcing Lin Yun to temporarily fuse those Sword Intents to unleash his strongest strike.

The Sword Qi in front of him transformed into the shape of the White Tiger, charging at him ferociously and colliding with his Sword Qi. The White Tiger opened its bloody maw wide and swallowed Lin Yun’s Sword Qi, then continued rushing towards Lin Yun. Drawing near, the White Tiger transformed back into a Sword Light, piercing through Lin Yun’s abdomen and leaving a blossom of blood in its wake.

This was the first time Lin Yun had been injured since entering the Cleansing Sword Pool.

But Lin Yun didn’t feel pain at all; instead, he felt utterly delighted.

The Sword Intent which he had not been able to learn just moments before, now had its rhyme and principles suddenly emerge within his heart after he was injured by it.

"I must have activated some kind of hidden cheat I didn’t even know about."

Lin Yun mused inwardly. When it came to comprehension, he dared to claim the second place, and no one would dare to claim the first.

Above the divine throne, Tai Bai felt somewhat relieved to see Lin Yun injured.

See? I have plenty of ways to discipline you!

However, Lin Yun’s performance once again stunned her. Rather than sitting down to rest after his injury, he ignored the wound and started to condense Sword Intent.

It should be known that the Holy Spirit Sword Intent she dealt didn’t just cause one-off damage—if the Sword Intent wasn’t expelled, it would continue to destroy his body and Divine Soul.

Tai Bai had initially intended to help Lin Yun secretly dispel the Sword Qi. Using a Sword Intent that mortals absolutely couldn’t resist wasn’t exactly honorable.

Yet, Lin Yun began to perceive and understand the Sword Intent left within his body!

Is he courting death?

Just as Tai Bai was about to reprimand him, she realized that the Sword Intent she had released was quickly being subdued by Lin Yun within his body. Moreover, it seemed that Lin Yun was truly on the verge of condensing new Sword Intent.

"What a joke, the Holy Spirit Sword Intent isn’t that easy to... Ahem! Cough cough..."

Tai Bai’s mocking words were choked back halfway, as her unchanging expression for thousands of years was finally taken over by a look of utter shock.

"How did he do that?"

Tai Bai wasn’t surprised that Lin Yun could learn the previous Sword Intents, but the Holy Spirit Sword Intent wasn’t something mortals could learn. To execute this Sword Intent, one needed to align with their own Life Pattern and summon their own Holy Spirit.

Not everyone was a reincarnation of a Holy Spirit, and there were only four Holy Spirits in total.

Yet, within the Cleansing Sword Pool, Lin Yun’s Sword Intent had already taken shape. Now he was just one step away from awakening his own Holy Spirit and condensing its ethereal figure.

Tai Bai, witnessing this, ultimately didn’t interfere.

She had long seen that Lin Yun was extraordinary, and now it seemed that there were still secrets on him.

If she could see the Holy Spirit he condensed, perhaps she could determine what his origins really were.

Finally, Lin Yun’s Sword Intent was fully formed, but the ethereal figure was too bizarre, and it left Tai Bai utterly baffled.

Behind Lin Yun was a leaping flame.

A Fire Holy Spirit? What’s this?

Is this kid a descendent of the Vermilion Bird?

A descendent of the Vermilion Bird shouldn’t be all fire, right? There should at least be a bird-like form for her to see.

Tai Bai’s mind was full of question marks, but then she saw Lin Yun’s fire gradually take shape. Its body resembled a deer, its head like a lion, its eyes like those of a tiger, its antlers like those of a dragon, and its tail like an ox.

This was not any Spirit Beast that Tai Bai had ever seen before, but she recognized it immediately.

"He’s actually a Qilin?"

Tai Bai was so astonished that she stood up from the divine throne, and Qian Qian, who had been observing in secret, quickly stood up as well. She didn’t understand what was happening with Tai Bai, but she figured it was better to be cautious.

However, Tai Bai’s attention was now entirely on Lin Yun, and she didn’t notice Qian Qian’s reaction.

Lin Yun himself didn’t know that the image he had conjured was so shocking to Tai Bai. He had simply condensed it based on imagination, since a mere fireball neither looked imposing nor powerful.

He had originally wanted to shape a dragon, which he was most familiar with. After all, his own Divine Soul had developed through drawing dragons. But halfway through shaping it, Lin Yun suddenly felt that having a dragon was not special enough.

Since there were no legends of Qilin in this world, why not create a Qilin instead?

With that thought, the Qilin was shaped.

It felt pretty good, quite majestic.

He just didn’t know if this Qilin could win against the White Tiger he had faced earlier.

Lin Yun wanted to try again, but as soon as the Qilin took shape, endless Sword Light suddenly enveloped him. Soon, Tai Bai appeared in front of him.

At this moment, Tai Bai no longer had her previous domineering air; her eyes looking at Lin Yun were extremely complex.

Little did she expect that the Qilin she had been searching for over the years would appear before her just like this.

Could it be that Canglan actually discovered Lin Yun’s anomaly before her, which is why they made their move on him?

"What’s wrong?"

Lin Yun noticed that Tai Bai seemed troubled and thus, retracted his Sword Intent before asking.

Tai Bai hesitated, wanting to speak then stopping, and then wanting to stop but speaking, making Lin Yun somewhat impatient.

What’s with the dawdling?

Did you see the genius in me and now you want to reconcile our differences and build a good relationship?

Lin Yun thought it was perfectly normal for Tai Bai to have this idea since he himself was both handsome and smart. Where in the world could one find another like him?

Finally, just when Lin Yun was about to lose his patience, Tai Bai spoke up at last.

"I didn’t expect you to be a Qilin. It seems our partnership can go a step deeper now."

"Qilin? Me?"

"Yes, you are a Qilin, a symbol of good fortune. Wherever you go, you bring harmonious winds and timely rains, national prosperity and peace, all evils retreat, and disasters are easily averted."

Lin Yun: "..."

I suspect you are being sarcastic.

Aren’t I the one who brings bad luck wherever I go, causing catastrophes wherever I set foot?

Ruiner of relics, terminator of secret realms, professional homebreaker, part-time arsonist, these are all me!

Auspiciousness?

Does not exist!

Lin Yun had no idea how Tai Bai had misunderstood him as an omen of good fortune, but he was more interested in how their relationship could grow deeper.

As for what would happen when Tai Bai discovered he was not really a Qilin, what did it matter? It was not something he had claimed himself.

"Might you be misunderstanding something? I’m human!"

The more Lin Yun denied it, the more Tai Bai tried to convince him.

"You may not know, but the Holy Spirit you conjured with the Holy Spirit Sword Intent just now is where your True Spirit, your Life Pattern resides. You are a Qilin, there’s no mistake in that."

Lin Yun: "..."

You might not believe it if I tell you, but it was actually just a ball of fire which I shaped into a Qilin. If you don’t believe me, I can even turn it into a dragon later on.

Lin Yun murmured internally, not exposing this truth.

Just by shaping a Qilin, Tai Bai was astonished. If she knew that he could transform images at will, she would go insane.

It seemed best to keep quiet for the time being.

At this moment, silence was Lin Yun’s best response.

Seeing Lin Yun as if struck speechless by her theory, Tai Bai spoke with a serious face: "I have used the Cheating Heaven Sword Technique to cut off external influences. What I am about to tell you, you must remember and not let anyone else know."

Lin Yun sensed that something was not quite right with the situation, as if he was about to stumble upon some earth-shattering secret.

But this was exactly what he had been hoping for, to gain something from Tai Bai.

He had learned from the dreams of Dongfang Yao that Tai Bai, amongst all Divine Spirits, was the most fond of exploration and adventure, and the most skilled in dealing with the Outer Realm. In terms of being world-wise, Tai Bai was second to none.

So Lin Yun had been eyeing Tai Bai for a long time.

Despite his many calculations, he had not expected that a stroll through the Cleansing Sword Pool would prompt Tai Bai to voluntarily spill her secrets...

Indeed, a pinch of luck was still necessary on the path to success.

"Do you know why my Holy Spirit Sword Intent takes the form of a White Tiger?"

Tai Bai tried to shock Lin Yun by starting with a rather explosive secret that also had a very close connection to the Qilin.

Lin Yun was unmoved internally, even feeling a bit like laughing.

When he saw how much Yu Jiaolong resembled Lin Yu, he knew that there was some connection between Tai Bai and the White Tiger. Clearly, Tai Bai was now ready to share that secret with him.

"Are you the Holy Spirit White Tiger?"

Lin Yun asked with a look of shock on his face.

His acting was not bad. He feigned such surprise that his eyes widened, and he managed several convincing details, so much so that not a trace of deception could be seen by Tai Bai.

"I am, and yet I am not,"

Tai Bai didn’t keep Lin Yun in suspense and immediately explained: "I am a part of the White Tiger’s soul, I am both the White Tiger and not the White Tiger."

At that moment, Lin Yun also remembered what Tai Bai had mentioned in the dream, that when Divine Spirits become powerful enough, they split apart, and splitting was a necessity. Now, it seemed, the White Tiger had undergone such a process.

Hey, wait, The Four Great Divine Nations, the Four Spirits, oh boy, are all the Divine Emperors from The Four Great Divine Nations splits of the Four Spirits?

Lin Yun suddenly realized why he always found it strange that Dongfang Yao was ranked as the top Divine Spirit. According to Little Gold, the White Tiger was the first life to emerge after a Thunderbolt cleaved through the darkness.

According to the common belief that the older a being is, the more powerful it should be, the White Tiger should not be subordinate to Dongfang Yao.

The same should apply to the other equally ancient Four Spirits.

Now he finally had an answer.

Setting Dongfang Yao aside, although there seemed to be ten powerhouses, each of the Four Spirits actually occupied two places among these ranks...