I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The life forces of the Demons of Hell were comparable to powerful beings of the Blood Tribe.

But!

An Lin’s blood was lethal poison to the Blood Tribe.

Would it work on the Demons of Hell too?

An Lin felt like it was worth a try. Although he didn’t like it when others referred to his blood as poisonous, the reality was already set in stone so he might as well utilize this trait to his advantage.

It wouldn’t be a bad thing if his blood could contribute to the safety of the masses!

An Lin dodged a strike from a demon and knocked it flying with his fists before dragging the tip of the Evil-Slaying Sword along his arm.

A hint of red immediately stained the blade of the Evil-Slaying Sword, creating a vibrant contrast between the juxtaposing black and red.

“Little Xie, do you like the red make-up I’ve applied for you?”

An Lin suddenly asked as he looked at the blood on the sword.

Evil-Slaying Sword: “… Have you lost your mind?”

“No… you don’t understand my pain…” An Lin sighed with sadness and he asked, “Would you still stay by my side if my blood is a lethal poison?”

Evil-Slaying Sword: “… F*cking idiot!”

Right at this moment, the demon that had just been knocked back pounced toward An Lin again.

An Lin’s eyes turned snowy white as he activated his Divine Inspection Technique.

First technique, Wind Sword!

An Lin evaded the demon’s strike and slashed out with his Evil-Slaying Sword. A red streak flashed through the air and cleaved a huge gash into the demon’s chest.

Splat!

Black blood spurted forth and the demon was once again forced into retreat.

An Lin stared at the retreating demon with an intense, nervous gaze.

It was time to verify whether his blood was only poisonous to the Blood Tribe, or if it was able to take effect on multiple species…

The demon clasped its chest as its flesh began to squirm in an attempt to heal the wound.

But right at this moment, his expression suddenly changed to one of confusion, and he looked down to find that blood was gushing forth even more violently from his wound, with no signs of any recovery taking place.

This was the first time the demon had ever encountered something like this, and its eyes widened with shock as it immediately unleashed a spell technique to seal up the wound.

Its body suddenly began to stiffen as black blood began to spurt out from its mouth.

Thump!

The demon fell to the ground with a horrified expression on its face as its life force quickly dissipated.

“So it turns out my blood is universally poisonous…”

An Lin muttered at the scene unfolding in front of him.

He was starting to get a little excited. If his blood was lethal to Demons of Hell as well as the Blood Tribe, perhaps it would be useful against other species as well!

“Senior, Senior Poison Lord, you’re so strong!” White Spirit Snake yelled excitedly after she saw An Lin had slain a demon.

Poison Lord? An Lin felt like he had attained enlightenment, perhaps it was all meant to be.

Perhaps he was destined to be known as Poison Lord…

If this was fate, then so be it! Let the name of the Poison Lord be renowned across the land!

An Lin took a deep breath as wings materialized on his back, and he flew up toward the four-winged bird, leaving an afterimage in his wake.

The four-winged bird swiped its wings at An Lin and over a hundred powerful blades of wind rained down upon An Lin.

An Lin activated his Divine Inspection Technique to analyze gaps among the blades of wind, and his body transformed into an agile streak of light as he easily evaded all the blades before him.

First technique, Wind Sword!

A slash imbued with streaks of white wind sliced a huge gash into the body of the four-winged bird.

An Lin turned around confidently without a second glance at the bird and descended to the ground as blood exploded forth behind him.

A few seconds later, the huge bird suddenly fell from the sky as if its wings had been snapped, and it crashed into the ground, devoid of all life force.

Meanwhile, Xuanyuan Cheng had already successfully slain another demon with the assistance of Su Qianyun, and Xu Xiaolan was also able to blast a demon to death with her Lightning Flame Formation.

Liu Qianhuan was like a vibrant butterfly whizzing around the twin-headed tiger. She released a series of powerful spell techniques from her staff which struck the demon with unerring accuracy…

The twin-headed tiger pounced toward Liu Qianhuan frantically, but it was unable to even come close to grazing her. It was instead greeted by the sight of another batch of powerful spell techniques flying toward its head, and despite its powerful life force, it still couldn’t escape the fate of death under Liu Qianhuan’s relentless barrage.

“Oh my God, these Demons of Hell sure are resilient! I should improve the penetrative force of my spell techniques for the future,” Liu Qianhuan wiped the sweat from her forehead and exclaimed while panting heavily.

An Lin’s lips twitched. “How can you improve the penetrative force of a spell technique? Are you mixing up video games with reality?!”

Liu Qianhuan rolled her eyes at An Lin. “Ignorant little boy, if I add Spirit Penetration Ore and Demonic Blood Lard to the staff, I can amplify the power of my spell techniques as well as improve their penetrative power. Furthermore, my attacks will also have a greater chance to inflict critical attacks due to the Demonic Blood Lard…”

“What the f*ck did she say?”

An Lin’s mouth fell open in shock at Liu Qianhuan’s elaborate description.

Holy sh*t… so she wasn’t just rambling blindly; there really were things that could improve the penetrative force of spell techniques!

The last remaining demon was the demonic wolf trapped in Bi Qiong’s spell technique cage.

It immediately fell into a state of despair as it looked around at the terrifying cultivators approaching it.

Battle Goddess Bi Qiong didn’t want to waste any more time and thus released the demonic wolf.

The demonic wolf didn’t even have a chance to celebrate its freedom as it was engulfed by a series of powerful spell techniques in the next instant…

If the gods gave it another chance, it would definitely choose to be held captive once again in the cage and continue being whipped by White Spirit Snake. That was heaven in comparison!

“Congratulations, Realm-Guardian Trial, Demons of Hell stage completed!”

A film of light descended from the sky with a string of Chinese characters on it:

Xuanyuan Cheng: 6,400 points. An Lin: 3,400 points. Xu Xiaolan: 2,100 points. Liu Qianhuan: 2,100 points. Su Qianyun: 1,800 points. Yao Mingxi: 700 points. Hu Guan: 500 points. White Spirit Snake: 100 points. Tian Lingling: 10 points. Tang Ximen: 0 points.

The points of the Battle Gods were unaccounted for.

No one was surprised that Xuanyuan Cheng had received the most points. He was the MVP in this trial, after all.

However, Battle Goddess Bi Qiong was quite dissatisfied with White Spirit Snake’s score of 100.

She whipped the wolf demon so many times; how did that only account for a hundred points?!

Tian Lingling looked at her own paltry ten points and tears began to well up in her eyes.

But then she took a look at Tang Ximen, who was still lying on the black brick, and her expression suddenly smoothed itself out.

Tang Ximen almost spat out a mouthful of blood as he looked at Tian Lingling’s expression. Was she using him as a consolation device?!

Thus, everyone began resting and recovering on the spot.

Within the darkness, there was only one woman left. She had the lower body of a snake and the upper body of a female, and she was sitting lazily in a chair.

She looked at An Lin and the others, who were displayed on a screen before her, and her lips curled up at the corners as a dazzling smile appeared on her face.

Immediately afterward, an alluring voice sounded in the pitch-black space.

“Let’s start the real show.”