I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Ao Xiaowu listened to her father’s panicked cries for help before looking down at the stupid little brother she was still dragging behind her. She felt a little disgruntled.

“Father, you’re a Return to Void Final Stage dragon, and you’re telling me a Soul Formation Stage cultivator is hunting you down?” Ao Xiaowu continued on toward the Dragon Court after a moment of thought.

“You know exactly how powerful An Lin is!” Ao Meng spoke in a panicked voice.

“But you’re a Return to Void Final Stage mighty figure! You should be able to run away at least, right?” Ao Xiaowu spoke in a slow voice as she continued towing Ao Mingyu toward the Dragon Court.

“Xiaowu! Your father is being bullied! Can you just take this sitting down? You have to retaliate for me!” Ao Meng roared with rage.

“Oh.”

I really can take this sitting down, actually.

She didn’t want to deal with crap like this. All she wanted to do was to go back and cultivate.

“Xiaowu, where are you now? Tell me when you’re almost here, and we’ll strike back together!” Ao Meng spoke again.

“Hmm… You keep running, Father, I’ll contact you when I’m close,” Ao Xiaowu replied in an indifferent voice before forging ahead toward the Dragon Court.

“Alright, sweetheart, I’ll wait for you!” Ao Meng was very touched.

Ao Mingyu: “…”

“Big Sister, are you really not going to save father? An Lin is a ruthless killer! Father may actually be in grave danger!”

“If he really were that type of person, you two wouldn’t have been able to come back from the spirit stone mine.” Ao Xiaowu glared at Ao Mingyu.

Ao Mingyu instantly shuddered and fell silent.

This big sister of his appeared to be quite easygoing, but no one in the Dragon Court dared to pester her.

A long time ago, one of her little brothers had tried to persuade Ao Xiaowu to battle. However, that little brother was no longer in this world…

Ao Mingyu didn’t dare to say anything as he was towed toward the Dragon Court by Ao Xiaowu.

“Where are you, Xiaowu? Why are you still not here yet? Have you gone in the wrong direction?” Ao Meng’s tense voice sounded from the voice transmission talisman again.

Ao Xiaowu blinked. “Which direction are you coming from?”

Ao Meng: “…”

Ao Mingyu: “…”

Another nagging burst of explanation and interrogation followed.

Ao Xiaowu replied halfheartedly as she finally returned to the Dragon Court.

The poor Dragon King could only run for his life and use his tail to send turbulent currents surging through the water in order to obstruct An Lin and the others. Only through doing so did he manage to avoid being chased down.

“Xiaowu, be honest with me. You didn’t come, did you? You’ve gone back to the Dragon Court, haven’t you?” Ao Meng’s voice was filled with grief and indignation.

He knew what his daughter’s personality was like, which was exactly what led him to this belief.

“That’s right,” Ao Xiaowu admitted without even a single shred of guilt.

Ao Meng: “…”

The old Dragon King felt as if a sword had been plunged into his heart, and the world suddenly felt like a colorless, gloomy place.

“Don’t worry, I’ll send some reinforcements to save you,” Ao Xiaowu added.

“Howl! Ao Qingyu has already sworn a dao heart vow preventing him from being able to attack An Lin! Who else can subdue An Lin if you don’t come?” Ao Meng yelled with a hint of desperation.

Ao Xiaowu replied in an indifferent voice, “Why do we have to fight An Lin? I’m just sending reinforcements to save you. Ao Xianyu is already on his way. Let’s leave it there. Talking is really exhausting.”

Thump!

The voice transmission was cut off.

Ao Meng’s hands trembled, and he fell silent as he held the voice transmission talisman.

His biggest hope had abandoned him, so there was no chance of launching a counterattack against An Lin.

Of all places, the high and mighty Dragon King was being bullied by An Lin and the others in the East Sea; his very own backyard!

“Howl! An Lin, I’m going to kill you!”

The black dragon roared with fury.

“Then come fight me!” An Lin also roared upon hearing this.

Ao Meng: “…”

At the Deep Sea Prison, Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas…

“Big Sister, why are you here?” A pretty Dragon Tribe woman in black clothes welcomed her with a smile.

Ao Xiaowu tossed Ao Mingyu forward. “Little Sister, Ao Mingyu has offended Mythological Beast Ba Xia. Lock him up for nine days in your prison.”

“This…” The woman in black was shocked upon hearing this.

“Just do it,” Ao Xiaowu urged in an indifferent voice.

“Alright!” The woman in black nodded with a solemn expression.

Within the Dragon Court, Ao Xiaowu’s authority was second only to Ao Meng’s. Her word was the law when Ao Meng wasn’t around.

Thus, the third dragon prince, Ao Mingyu, was locked away into the Deep Sea Prison for a nine-day sentence…

After taking care of all of this bothersome crap, Ao Xiaowu returned to her small courtyard. She stripped off her red dress in exchange for a set of soft, smooth pajamas and lay down to sleep with a joyful expression.

Oh, by the way, her divine daos were sleeping and dreaming.

Sleeping was both enjoyable and great for conserving energy!

Hence, she was not just sleeping now, she was also cultivating!

Meanwhile, around a thousand kilometers away from the Dragon Court.

An Lin used Tina’s spatial skipping ability to appear beside Ao Meng with two different items in his hands.

He held the Thousand Possibility Box in one hand and the Blood Soul Cross in his other hand.

“Go! Immobilize Ao Meng!”

A brilliant light erupted from the Thousand Possibility Box. The projection of a beautiful woman in a white dress appeared again.

Her aura was ethereal and otherworldly, and her entire body was enshrouded in a holy light, lighting up the inky darkness of the ocean as she launched a slap toward the black dragon beside her.

Slap!

A vast power swept forth, which sent Ao Meng flying.

Xiao Ze clasped his hands together. “Water Current Bind!”

Relentless water currents compressed toward the Dragon King in a frenzy.

The Dragon King was immobilized for an instant, and An Lin took advantage of this opportunity to hurl the Blood Soul Cross toward him.

A series of crimson golden chains burst forth from the cross before binding around the Dragon King’s body. At the same time, a scintillating light erupted forth from the cross as a terrifying restrictive power created a vacuum, which covered an area with a radius of over a kilometer, in the water.

The cross fell from the sky and landed on Ao Meng’s back.

Boom!

The massive black dragon was pinned to the seabed.

An Lin pulled out his Large Water Ball in preparation to strike the final nail into the coffin.

“Howl! You’ve gone too far!”

Boom!

The power of the divine dao erupted into the sky as he struggled free from Xiao Ze’s Water Current Bind and even knocked An Lin’s Blood Soul Cross away at the same time.

An Lin’s expression shifted. Even though Ao Meng couldn’t attack them directly, he could still struggle free from their binds through brute strength!

He was just about to instruct Tina to use her spatial skipping ability in order to draw closer to Ao Meng again.

At this moment, a burst of hearty laughter sounded in the distance.

“Hahaha… I’ve heard that Sect Leader An Lin is able to crush Return to Void Final Stage mighty figures at just the Soul Formation Stage cultivation base. I’m really curious to find out if you can survive my spear!”

A cold light revealed itself in the extremely far distance before instantly parting the entire ocean!

An extremely sharp and dazzling spear projection lit up the inky depths of the ocean!