I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1911: The Tragic Mo Hai

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

An Lin held onto Xu Xiaolan's hand, and they stood together at the center of the teleportation spell formation.

This teleportation spell formation was massive and had a diameter in excess of a kilometer. On the important points around the formation, there were ninety-nine white energy vital stones.

One vital stone was equivalent to ten thousand spirit stones.

This meant that just one instance of teleportation cost close to a million spirit stones, and this wasn't even taking into account the other materials expended as well as all of the preparations that had to be made in advance.

Once the formation was activated, an enormous spatial power surged forth.

The ninety-nine vital stones glowed with brilliant light, and An Lin soon felt potent spatial power enshroud his entire body before taking him to another place.

The scenes before his eyes transformed into a vast expanse of chaos.

However, this was not the usual chaos that was fraught with perils. Instead, this was extremely stable chaos, as if a special energy had kept out the chaotic turbulence.

"Is this high-speed spatial passageway? How amazing." Xu Xiaolan marveled at the sight around her.

An Lin nodded in agreement.

This high-speed passageway was allowing them to travel at a scarcely believable rate. They were traveling from the extreme east of the Realm of Stars to the extreme south. An Lin didn't even dare to think about how much distance that amounted to.

That made it even more impressive that they were able to construct a stable spatial passageway between the two locations.

"An Lin, make sure to lie low when you get there, and don't stir up any trouble," Xu Xiaolan cautioned.

"Xiaolan, do I look like the kind of person who stirs up trouble?" An Lin asked with a harmless expression.

"Yes." Xu Xiaolan nodded firmly.

An Lin: "… Alright, I promise to behave."

In the extreme southern region of the Realm of Stars.

In the core territory of the Vermilion Bird Tribe lay the Vermilion Bird Star System.

The main planet here was known as the Vermilion Bird Star, and it was tens of thousands of times bigger than the average planet in the Realm of Stars. It was also referred to as the brightest star in the Realm of Stars and was also known as the South Pole Star.

Around this massive planet were eight planets that burned relentlessly and revolved in a set orbit, thereby creating the renowned Nine Star System in the Realm of Stars.

Within the Nine Star System, there were also several hundred other planets.

The main star system of the Vermilion Bird Tribe appeared to be far bigger than the main star system of the Azure Dragon Tribe, but there were only three planets that were suitable to be inhabited. All of the other planets were extremely harsh lethal realms.

Of course, those lethal realms were perfect trial grounds for Vermilion Bird Tribe living beings with advanced cultivation bases.

At this moment, on an uninhabitable red planet.

The earth was scorching hot, and the air was being twisted and warped by the extremely high temperatures.

There were many powerful beings that were working on a set of red mountain ranges. These manual laborers came from all over the Realm of Stars. There were living beings from the Spirit Tribe, Star Tribe, Ancient Tribe, Dark Night Tribe, Chaotic Snake Tribe, and even some humans.

Not only that, but that cultivation bases of the powerful beings there were Spirit Nurturing Stage at the lowest and Return to Void Stage at the highest. These beings were all quite powerful, but all of them were also working hard with no exception.

They were digging for a red crystal ore known as "Flame Crystals". These crystals were found deep within the mountain ranges and were connected with the red planet, so they were extremely resolute and difficult to extract.

A Spirit Nurturing Stage living being would have to work quite hard to dig up one kilogram a day, and even Return to Void Stage mighty figures would only be able to dig up a few tons a day.

A bunch of Vermilion Bird Tribe living beings supervised all of the manual laborers. All of the laborers had targets they had to reach, and if they didn't get there, they would get flames up their backsides!

The Vermilion Bird Tribe supervisors were extremely cocky, as if they were the most arrogant beings, and they struck and abused the laborers as much as they wanted. All of the laborers were furious, but they didn't dare to retaliate and could only continue to work for a living.

"Chirp! You f*cking idiot, who allowed you to slack off?!" A Vermilion Bird with golden feathers let loose an enraged cry before blasting a plume of flames up a human's backside.

This was a man in a red robe, and he howled in pain as the flames shot up his backside, but he was also excited in a strange way.

He allowed himself to be burned for a long time before using his power to dispel the flames.

"Don't think that I won't burn you just because you're a Return to Void Stage mighty figure. In my eyes, all of you are pitiful trash!"

The golden Vermilion Bird raised its proud head and looked down at the human it had burned. This bird's name was Huang Muzi, and he was a high-level Return to Void Stage supervisor who was responsible for punishing the Return to Void Stage miners who were slacking off.

A humiliated expression appeared on the man's face. He had only looked up briefly into the sky before being scorched by flames. This was a tyrannical autocracy! He was going to kill this stupid c*nt of a bird one day and eat him as soup!

That was what he was thinking, but he still returned to work as he chipped away carefully at the crystal ore before him with grief in his heart.

To think that a Return to Void Stage mighty figure like him was reduced to becoming a miner.

I wonder how An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, Shangguan Yi, and Yang Yuan are going…

This man was none other than An Lin's friend, Mo Hai from the Vermilion Bird Sect!

Ever since he was sucked into this world, he was separated from his friends and descended upon this Vermilion Bird Tribe territory.

He felt like he had been summoned here because of his Vermilion Bird ring. Even though this ring had once been snatched away by the Vermilion Bird, Xiaolan still lent it to him for observation purposes, and it was something that he had always held dear.

Sure enough, Mo Hai received a warm welcome from the Vermilion Bird Tribe, some of whom had even transformed into beautiful women to dance for him. It was heaven!

After that, one of the four Holy Beasts of the Realm of Stars, the Vermilion Bird, wanted to see him in person.

This was a great honor!

Mo Hai had already envisioned that he would receive the true inheritance of the Vermilion Bird and become the most prized disciple of the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird, after which he would ascend to new heights in his life.

However, reality gave him a vicious slap in the end.

The Vermilion Bird sucked away something from his ring before instantly turning on him and sending him away to become a manual laborer here in these mines.

Mo Hai was completely dumbstruck at the time.

What the hell just happened?

Things had progressed too quickly and in far too cruel a direction. His heart was instantly broken.

After attempting to escape and failing a few times, he could only resign himself to working here as a miner.

Mo Hai chipped away at the crystal ore in front of him as he wiped away his tears. He had cultivated for several centuries, only to be reduced to a miner here.

Mo Hai was carried away by his train of thought again.

At this moment, a burst of extremely pure and scorching flames exploded on his backside.

Boom!!!

"Arrrgh!" Mo Hai was burned once again.

"What the f*ck are you slacking off for again, stupid c*nt?!" Huang Muzi roared with rage.

Mo Hai was being incinerated by flames, but he didn't resist. Instead, he accepted the flames, seemingly with willing repentance, and Huang Muzi was quite pleased with his attitude.

However, Huang Muzi would probably change his mind if he could see Mo Hai's expression of enjoyment.

"Ah… Oh…" Mo Hai moaned with pain and pleasure.

This was the only good thing about becoming a manual laborer here, and he had to make the most of it.