I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Shu Honglan felt like she was dreaming.

Or perhaps she had already died from that explosion and this was an illusion following her death.

Why was Xuanyuan Cheng so good to her? It didn’t make sense.

“Y… Young Master Xuanyuan?” Shu Honglan spoke in a soft voice, as if she was afraid of disrupting something.

The man of her dreams had appeared out of nowhere, and she was suddenly at a complete loss for what to do. She was deathly afraid that if she did or said something wrong, this dream would shatter before her very eyes.

Xuanyuan Cheng turned toward her with a warm smile on his face. “I’m here.”

Shu Honglan shuddered upon hearing these two simple words. She stared at the man in front of her, completely entranced.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Cheng had already turned toward Ouyang Shu.

Ouyang Shu crawled up from the ground with blood and pus flowing all over his body, and he roared upon seeing who the new arrival was, “Xuanyuan Cheng! You would go this far for a mere dancer—”

Bam!

Pwah…

Before Ouyang Shu had even finished his sentence, blood exploded from his body again.

He flew back through the air like a cannonball.

“Tong Ling already told me everything about the Divine Sun Sect yesterday…” Xuanyuan Cheng made his way toward Ouyang Shu with a yin-yang projection beneath his feet.

“Even under the light of the sun, there are places that remain in darkness. Putrid places like those must be cleansed through the use of explosions!”

Xuanyuan Cheng waved a hand through the air, and the air trembled as the power of pure yang erupted forth.

Boom!

The location that Ouyang Shu was situated at exploded.

However, right at this moment, an extremely dazzling sword projection tore through the energy of the explosion and hurtled toward him.

Xuanyuan Cheng was just about to evade when he discovered that the space around him had been sealed, completely immobilizing him and leaving him completely vulnerable to the oncoming sword projection!

“Hahaha… Xuanyuan Cheng, no matter how powerful you are, you’re still only a cultivator at the Soul Formation Pinnacle Stage. I am a Return to Void Stage mighty figure who had attained spatial powers. Even in my current state, I can kill you with ease!

“I’m going to kill you!”

Ouyang Shu chortled with glee as his sword projection fell, inflicting a ghastly wound on Xuanyuan Cheng’s body and staining his white robe crimson.

“Oh? You have a protective immortal tool as well?” Ouyang Shu’s eyes lit up.

If it weren’t for that protective immortal tool, Xuanyuan Cheng would have been sliced in half already.

Ouyang Shu didn’t waste any time as he charged toward Xuanyuan Cheng to unleash another almighty sword strike.

“Xuanyuan Cheng!” Shu Honglan rushed toward Xuanyuan Cheng without any regard for her own safety.

At this moment, the space around Xuanyuan Cheng suddenly began to tremor violently. This was a result of the violent activity of the air particles. They were combatting the spatial seal around him!

“What?!” An ominous feeling welled up in Ouyang Shu’s heart.

Just as he was charging toward Xuanyuan Cheng, he discovered that the air particles outside of the spatial seal were already tremoring violently, immediately following which boundless light exploded.

Boom boom boom!

“Ah…!”

Ouyang Shu was blasted flying again before tumbling to the ground amid an anguished wail.

One of his arms had been blasted into oblivion, and blood was gushing forth relentlessly.

The spatial seal he had cast around Xuanyuan Cheng was also forcefully broken by the violent air particles. Xuanyuan Cheng made his way toward Ouyang Shu. With each step he took, one of Ouyang Shu’s body parts would explode as bloodcurdling cries rang out incessantly.

His bloodstained white robe danced wildly in the face of the shockwaves from the explosions.

Xuanyuan Cheng wore a cold and indifferent expression that looked as if it had been chiseled out of stone. It was as if the enemy standing before him was not someone outstripping him in cultivation base by a major rank, but instead, an ant that was about to trample by him.

“I really didn’t think that such a putrid, heinous sect would exist in the Spirit Sword State. It was also thanks to Shu Honglan and Tong Ling that I was able to see this dark underbelly…”

As Xuanyuan Cheng took his final step toward Ouyang Shu, Ouyang Shu had been blasted into a quadriplegic, and all of his meridians had been destroyed, rendering him completely defenseless.

“I began my investigation yesterday.” Xuanyuan Cheng’s expression darkened. “Just from the words of the victims in the underground prison alone, I uncovered unimaginably heinous crimes. You’ve killed close to a hundred thousand innocent people and extorted over ten thousand innocent women…

“Hehe, the Divine Sun Sect is a sect of justice, eh? You use your power and influence to commit heinous crimes and distort the truth. I must say, it’s an impressive feat that you were able to gather so much scum in one sect…”

Xuanyuan Cheng shook his head and sighed with emotion as bloodcurdling cries continued to escape from the lips of the man on the ground at his feet.

Ouyang Shu’s cells were exploding, and his consciousness was also exploding bit by bit, putting him in extremely excruciating pain.

It was clear that Xuanyuan Cheng was not going to give him a quick and painless death.

Ouyang Shu’s face was etched with despair and boundless pain as he continued to howl in agony, but he couldn’t find the release he desired. He wanted nothing more than to die right now, but even that wish was an impossibly extravagant one in his current state.

Xuanyuan Cheng was going to inflict upon him all of the pain he had inflicted upon others!

He finally stopped when Ouyang Shu was literally on the brink of death.

Xuanyuan Cheng turned toward the gorgeous Shu Honglan, who wore an exquisite red dress. He then looked at the red maple leaves outside Long Xi Mountain, and he chuckled lightly. “Let’s go with red.”

Shu Honglan’s heart jolted upon hearing this.

Boom!

Heaven and earth tremored violently.

Red flames exploded on the remaining half of Long Xi Mountain.

Ouyang Shu let loose one final bloodcurdling cry, but it was cut short as his body was reduced to a plume of smoke.

Xuanyuan Cheng’s eyes did not stray in the slightest as he continued to look at the maple leaves in the distance, and he stepped forward with an indifferent expression on his face.

Shu Honglan looked at the man walking toward her, and her heart rate accelerated through the roof.

Real men never looked back at explosions.

He was so cool!

Shu Honglan quickly realized that this was not the time to be a creepy pervert, and she hurried over toward Xuanyuan Cheng before reaching for the massive sword wound on Xuanyuan Cheng’s chest with trembling hands.

“Young Master Xuanyuan, your chest…”

“It’s no big deal.”

Xuanyuan Cheng swallowed a spirit pill with a smile.

“I’m sorry, this is all my fault. If it weren’t for me, you would not have been wounded.” Shu Honglan hung her head with shame and guilt.

“What are you talking about? If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been made aware of such a heinous sect. I actually have to thank you.” Xuanyuan Cheng smiled with a warm expression.

Shu Honglan’s blush deepened upon hearing this.

A light breeze blew past.

Her red dress and his bloodstained white robe created a scene of harmony with the vast expanse of red maple leaves in the distance.

Shu Honglan opened her mouth only to discover that she didn’t know what else to say aside from words of gratitude.

“I… I feel like you’re a little familiar, as if I’ve seen you somewhere before.”

She finally forced this sentence out of her mouth after a long while, but she immediately regretted it.

What a cliched and corny pickup line!

Furthermore, they had met so many times, so of course he was familiar!

So stupid!

Crap, crap, crap…

Shu Honglan was as red as beetroot, and she clenched her fists tightly, wanting nothing more than to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.