I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Da Bai looked on with astonishment at the scenes unfolding before his eyes.

He could see that even though Dong Yang was getting the crap beaten out of him, An Lin and Little Xie’s combat prowess were steadily on the decline as their wills to fight diminished.

They were now constantly discussing how they should run away.

Da Bai could see horror and despair on An Lin and Little Xie’s faces.

“What the f*ck?! Have they been cursed somehow? Woof!”

Da Bai’s heart was burning with urgency, but he was at a complete loss for what to do.

What had Dong Yang done to them?

“Big Boss Dong Yang, I surrender! Please spare our lives!” An Lin begged for forgiveness with despair on his face.

“Senior Dong Yang, I shouldn’t have attacked you with my sword. I apologize, I repent, waah…” Little Xie wept with a vulnerable expression.

Da Bai felt like his horizons had been vastly broadened. This was the first time he had seen the two of them like this.

Just as he was looking on in astonishment, Dong Yang ignored An Lin and Little Xie’s pleas for forgiveness and hurtled toward them.

This was an attack that An Lin could defend himself against, but his face was filled with despair, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, and he didn’t even have the courage to defend himself.

Bam!

An Lin was punched to the ground, and his chest caved in.

Little Xie sh*t herself and screamed as she fled into the distance.

Dong Yang chased her down and launched an almighty fist into her back.

Little Xie was knocked flying for over a kilometer before crashing to the ground, leaving a massive trench in her wake. As the dust settled, she was revealed to be in an extremely sorry state with dust debris all over her petite body.

A smug, malicious smile appeared on Dong Yang’s face as he surveyed the two people that he had bashed to the ground. “Do you feel despair now?

“I am a sinister devil, so I am the embodiment of boundless negative emotions. My power of the divine dao can project the negative emotions within my body and imbue them within my attacks to contaminate my target’s emotions!

“Each and every one of my emotional attacks can stack on top of one another. After being struck by so many layers of despair, you probably don’t even have the courage to stand up against me anymore!

“Hahaha… You won’t escape! You’re going to be tortured to death by me!”

Dong Yang made his way toward An Lin and Little Xie with a victorious expression.

Da Bai finally came to a realization of what was going on.

So that sinister devil’s power of the divine dao was related to negative emotions!

No wonder An Lin and Little Xie would lose all their wills to fight, they had been screwed over by Dong Yang’s power of the divine dao!

Hence, the question was, what could he do?

What could he do to help them?

Da Bai fell into deep thought.

At this moment, Dong Yang was already cackling gleefully as he rushed toward An Lin and Little Xie to launch a series of fearsome attacks.

If he didn’t hurry up, they were going to be bashed to death by Dong Yang!

In order to break the effect of one’s power of the divine dao, he would either need to crush Dong Yang with the power of his consciousness or replace the negative emotions with another emotion…

However, this emotion had to be a very powerful one; one that could override the one instilled by the sinister devil’s power of the divine dao!

Da Bai looked on as An Lin was getting bashed, and he murmured to himself, “How about I throw my poo at Big Brother An to make him hate me? That would override Dong Yang’s despair, right? Woof!”

One second later, he immediately shook his head to consider another idea.

“No! What if I managed to override Big Brother An’s despair, only to have him chop me up and eat me? That’s way too terrifying! I can’t sacrifice myself for something like this. That’s far too heavy a price to pay, woof!”

Da Bai shuddered with this in mind.

“I’ve got it!”

Da Bai suddenly clapped his paws together as his eyes lit up.

He recalled back to when they were in the Myriad Mountain Realm, Big Brother An had asked him if he had ever cried, to which he replied that he was a powerful divine dog who had not cried even once since he was born.

However, he was suddenly howling with sobs a second later.

That emotional spell technique should be of a higher level than Dong Yang’s spell technique!

F*ck it, I have to take a risk!

Da Bai gritted his teeth and flew toward An Lin before letting loose an almighty roar, “Big Brother An, Big Brother An, hurry up and use that spell technique that makes people cry! Woof!”

An Lin faltered upon hearing this before speaking in a despairing voice, “Dong Yang is so terrifying and powerful, how is the Make You Cry technique going to do anything?”

Da Bai urged again, “Big Brother An, use it on Little Xie instead, woof!”

An Lin opened his mouth before coming to a sudden realization.

He knew what Da Bai was planning!

He immediately acted without delay.

An Lin turned to Little Xie just in time to see her get bashed into the ground by another one of Dong Yang’s terrifying punches. Blood trickled down from the corners of her lips, and even her Evil-Slaying Sword was almost knocked out of her hand.

“Little Xie, cry!”

An Lin was scared of Dong Yang and was struck by despair at the sight of him, but that didn’t mean he was scared of Little Xie. Making Little Xie cry was a piece of cake for him.

The Make You Cry technique was instantly unleashed.

All of a sudden, Little Xie was struck by a profound sense of grief and sobbed with heart-wrenching intensity.

“Waah…!” The little girl in black howled tearfully within the crater she was lying in.

An Lin was very satisfied by this result, and he pulled out his Vermilion Bird Mirror to appreciate his handsome face for a moment before activating his Make You Cry technique again!

“Waah!”

An Lin also began to cry.

He was so handsome, he had made himself cry!

That’s right, the Vermilion Bird Mirror could even reflect his Make You Cry technique, thereby striking him with a sense of boundless grief.

Crack…

A certain type of power seemed to have been broken by the surging wave of grief.

“Hahaha… Experience despair!” Dong Yang launched his fists toward Little Xie again, and the space around him within a radius of several thousand feet crumbled from the terrifying power behind his fists.

Little Xie sobbed as she gripped onto her Evil-Slaying Sword.

Evil Sword Technique, Shimmering Spirit!

Little Xie transformed into a bolt of lightning, which pierced through the air en route to her assailant, as she unleashed a devastating red sword projection!

A ghastly wound appeared on Dong Yang’s chest, and Little Xie stood beside him with tears flowing down her face, but her Evil-Slaying Sword was already completely stained with blood.

In the next instant, An Lin’s fist descended upon him.

An earth-shattering boom erupted alongside the sound of flesh and bone being pulverized.

Dong Yang was bashed into the ground by An Lin’s fist, where his body created a crater over a kilometer in radius!

“Pwah!” Dong Yang threw up a huge mouthful of blood as his body sprawled feebly onto the ground. He turned to look up at the two people standing in the air above him, both of whom were still shedding tears, but they wore extremely resolute expressions.

“How could this be? Why aren’t you feeling despair toward me anymore… This is impossible!”

Dong Yang’s face was filled with incredulity.

“Despair?” Little Xie cocked her head to the side as a cold smile appeared on her face.

A dazzling light erupted forth from her Evil-Slaying Sword!

An Lin cracked his knuckles.

The divine flames and holy flame converged to form a scintillating sun!

“Let us show you what true despair feels like!”