I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

The Celestial Thearch initially had a tranquil smile on his face, but his expression immediately darkened upon hearing An Lin’s words. “Who are you calling Flex King?”

An Lin’s heart jolted with shock. He was too excited just then and had accidentally spoken his mind as a result.

The Celestial Thearch continued in a meaningful and heartfelt voice, “The Heavenly Court is the representative of the human race, so of course we have to stand up to our enemies. We can’t allow others to look down on us! Everything I’m doing is for the sake of the human race…”

An Lin nodded. “I understand!”

The Celestial Thearch was flexing for the sake of the human race!

What a grand vision! He was flexing on a higher level!

An Lin felt like he should learn from the Celestial Thearch.

“My apologies for making you come all this way, Celestial Thearch,” Xu Xiaolan said with an apologetic expression.

“Haha… An Lin is a magnet for trouble! I would feel like things are abnormal if he didn’t stir up some trouble! I’m just glad you’re all safe.” The Celestial Thearch gave a hearty laugh in response.

An Lin was a little embarrassed upon hearing this.

The Celestial Thearch turned to An Lin and Xu Xiaolan again with a meaningful gaze. “Furthermore, Emperor Yi Deng seemed genuinely enraged this time. You two must have slain many Blood Tribe cultivators again, right? This is a good thing for the human race! Tell me in detail what you two did this time.”

An Lin recounted everything that had led up to this point.

The Celestial Thearch became more and more astonished as he listened, and he was forced to reevaluate An Lin and Xu Xiaolan’s combat capabilities.

They had ventured deep into enemy territory and slain several Return to Void Stage mighty figures along with over a thousand Blood Tribe powerful beings. Just the courage they had was worthy of praise and admiration. Thinking back, how long had it been since he had been this hot-blooded?

“Come on. Let’s go home,” the Celestial Thearch said.

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan felt like their heartstrings had been tugged upon hearing this.

It was just a simple sentence, but it gave them such a powerful sense of security and reliability.

Thus, the two of them returned to Ling Can City with the Celestial Thearch.

On the city wall of Ling Can City, the homeroom teacher Sword Immortal Ling Xiao was initially planning to give the willful An Lin a piece of his mind.

However, he was then greeted by the sight of An Lin flying back with Celestial Thearch while they conversed joyfully with one another.

Sword Immortal Ling Xiao: “…”

How was he supposed to scold An Lin now?

He made his way toward the Celestial Thearch before extending a respectful bow.

The other students were excited beyond belief. Who would have thought that they would meet the legendary Celestial Thearch here? All of them gathered around him to extend respectful salutes of their own while lamenting the disparity between person to person.

While they were still dying from boredom on the city wall, An Lin was having a pleasant conversation with the Celestial Thearch…

The fact that the Celestial Thearch had personally accompanied An Lin and Xu Xiaolan back further elevated their lofty status in everyone’s hearts!

The Celestial Thearch made some pleasant conversations with the teachers and students on the city wall before departing gracefully. He gave everyone a sense of approachability and warmth, but he was also able to give off an ethereal and mysterious aura, which constantly reminded everyone that he was much more than just an average, pleasant middle-aged man.

An Lin felt like he had been taught many lessons today just by watching the Celestial Thearch.

After this, their days of boredom resumed.

The Blood Tribe army didn’t dare to invade Ling Can City, and the Ling Can City army didn’t take the initiative to hunt the Blood Tribe down either. Thus, a peaceful impasse ensued.

Miao Tian, Luo Ziping, Zong Yongyan, and the others all nagged An Lin for a recount of his heroic feats in the Blood Tribe territory. An Lin had no choice but to continue flexing to everyone.

News of the Bone Demon Blood Sect incident quickly spread throughout the Dark Marshlands and even the entire Tai Chu Continent, where it created an explosive stir. The death of four Return to Void Stage mighty figures was quite a significant event even in the context of the entire Tai Chu Continent.

After that, Emperor Yi Deng intentionally disclosed the fact that An Lin was the main culprit behind this incident, thereby giving him an excuse to hunt down and kill An Lin in the future.

Thus, An Lin was famous again.

His name appeared once again in news articles all across the Tai Chu Continent.

Thinking back, there had certainly been no lack of earth-shattering news about An Lin in the past two years.

Even across the entire Tai Chu Continent, where countless prodigies dwelled, An Lin was by far the most dazzling rising star among them. He was extremely young, but he had already founded a powerful sect. His combat prowess was simply astounding, and he had mastered some sort of core tribulation transcendent technology…

Which other prodigies among the younger generation could compare to him?

In the past few years, An Lin had become a role model for all young cultivators and also the recipient of admiration and adoration from countless female cultivators.

News of the Dark Marshlands incident had even spread to the West Sea.

Within the Sea Heart Palace of the West Sea.

“Hahahaha… what a force to be reckoned with!” Lan Xingyang chortled gleefully when he heard about An Lin’s feats. “The Heavenly Lightning God leaves his mark wherever he goes! He’s now bullying the entire Blood Tribe!”

Lan Xiaoni was a little concerned. “Isn’t he going to attract attention from the Blood Tribe Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures?”

Lan Xingyang turned to his daughter with a smile. “Do you not have any confidence in your big boss? Besides, he hasn’t even used that bomb I gave him.”

He could sense whether the bomb had been used or not.

“You’re right! Big Boss An Lin is the best!” A resolute expression suddenly appeared on Lan Xiaoni’s face, which was starkly in contrast with her cowardly self in the past. “What we should be doing now is to unite the power of the West Sea to support Big Boss An Lin!”

Lan Xingyang nodded with an elated expression. An Lin’s trip here had made his daughter mature quite significantly.

He sighed with emotion. “Serving the very heavens itself… This is probably a path that has never been taken before…”

Under a starry night sky.

A gargantuan floating continent slowly hovered through the air.

This was the Dark Wing Tribe territory, their mobile floating continent.

The entire tribe was currently in the process of reconstruction in the aftermath of the battle between the Black Spirit Snake and the Dark Wing Emperor. That was an epic battle that had truly rocked heaven and earth. In fact, it had almost split the entire continent in half, so the reconstruction process was going to be quite difficult.

“What? A casual job will cost me ten million spirit stones? You’re going too far, Grandmaster Construction Cultivator!” The Dark Wing Emperor cut off the voice transmission with an enraged expression before turning to look at what little remained of his castle, upon which he fell silent.

Repairing everything to their original condition was simply too expensive.

Just his castle alone was going to cost ten million spirit stones in repair fees.

The Dark Wing Emperor was feeling quite depressed. What would be the total cost for repairing everything that had been damaged or destroyed during that one battle?

He sat down onto a chair with a gloomy expression.

At this moment, a beautiful woman walked into his palace. She had skin as fair as the moon and flowing black hair that fell all the way to the backs of her knees.

A slight smile appeared on the Dark Wing Emperor’s face upon seeing the new arrival. “Why have you come back, Moonlit Night Monarch? How are you going with the mission to recover the Evil-Slaying Sword?”

The Moonlit Night Monarch was one of his most powerful subordinates and was also the monarch with the highest successful mission completion rate. If there was anyone that could lift his current mood slightly, it would be her.

The Dark Wing Emperor had extreme faith in this monarch, and as such, he had high expectations for her too.

The Moonlit Night Monarch wore an indifferent expression. She held a stack of newspaper articles and research findings in her hands as she said in a faint voice, “I’m giving up on the mission.”

Dark Wing Emperor: “…”

Damnit, Moonlit Night!