I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

An Lin stabilized the price of the stuffed buns at one thousand two hundred spirit stones per steamer mainly because this was still within an affordable range for the disciples of all the large Immortal Sects, thereby ensuring recurring customers.

If he raised the price to two thousand or even five thousand spirit stones per steamer, he would most likely still be able to sell all one hundred steamers, but this was not a sustainable business model as most people would only purchase the stuffed buns as a one-off. Most of them would admit that the stuffed buns were indeed extremely delicious, but it was simply not worth spending so much money on.

However, the price of one thousand two hundred spirit stones per steamer was still affordable for most of the Heavenly Court students if they purchased the stuffed buns once a month. For tycoons like Liu Qianhuan, they could even afford two steamers every day!

Thus, all of An Lin’s stuffed buns were completely sold out within ten minutes every day.

An Lin’s stuffed buns truly became a huge sensation in The United University of Cultivation and became the most sought after food item for all the students of the university.

“Su Qing, let’s go to the third year dorms tomorrow to buy some of An Lin’s stuffed buns!”

“Huh? I don’t really like stuffed buns. The second and third-year dorms are too far away anyway.”

“Hehe, you’re only making these excuses because you’ve never had An Lin’s stuffed buns before! I guarantee you you’re going to regret it if you don’t come with me tomorrow!”

“But…”

“No buts, we’re going to line up at 6 a.m. tomorrow, otherwise the stuffed buns are going to run out!”

…

After a few more days, An Lin’s stuffed buns became renowned as the best food on campus and almost every student in the school had tasted them at some point… The title of Chef God An also became extremely popular.

Chef God An maintained a profit margin of one hundred and ten thousand spirit stones every day but also had enough stuffed buns to spare for himself and his beast pets. As for the costs involved, all the ingredients he chose were the best he could find in the university, but it still only amounted to around one thousand spirit stones, thereby creating an insane profit-to-cost ratio.

“Frying pan, I love you.”

This was the sentence An Lin spoke most frequently each day, and it was always accompanied by a kiss to the frying pan.

Whenever he had some spare time, he would bring out the Evil-Slaying Sword to chop up meat and vegetables while encouraging the Evil-Slaying Sword to learn from the frying pan and to be a good sword that was both useful and profitable to its owner.

The Evil-Slaying Sword didn’t want to respond to this. In fact, it had the urge to chop An Lin into pieces.

The days passed by very quickly.

An Lin would play some games with Liu Qianhuan and instruct Su Qianyun in the way of the sword as well as in foreign languages from time to time in order to fulfill his promises to them. The rest of his time was dedicated to his cooking…

Xu Xiaolan became increasingly concerned as An Lin continued to spend all his time on cooking, leaving no time for cultivation. She had initially planned to talk to about this, but when An Lin presented his stuffed buns to her, it made her reconsider.

What if An Lin became the number one chef in the world? Perhaps this was a good path for him to follow…

Yue Tu contacted An Lin via voice transmission from the Moon Palace in order to express her gratitude. Chang’e was extremely satisfied with the fat-burning technique he had imparted to Yue Tu and so, she was permitted to continue her weight-loss regime at the Moon Palace, which meant there was no need for her to come back to live with An Lin. She promised to present a gift to An Lin the next time they met.

An Lin was genuinely happy for Yue Tu after learning of this, and they chatted for a bit longer before An Lin cut off the voice transmission and returned to his cooking.

Twenty days passed by in the blink of an eye.

During those twenty days, An Lin earned a total of 2.3 million spirit stones!

There were close to fifty thousand students in the university, which created a massive customer base. Even if only one in five people bought a steamer of stuffed buns, it would still be a profit of twelve million spirit stones. Furthermore, that was only a conservative estimate; his actual earnings would definitely amount to be in excess of that. If things continued like this, he would be filthy rich again within a year!

One morning, over a hundred students were compelled by habit to gather in front of the third year dorms, only to remember that An Lin had announced he would be taking a break for a short while and all of them left in dejection.

An Lin had something important to do, which was to return to the Vermilion Bird Sect with Xu Xiaolan!

As for his application to take time off from school, he only had to deliver twenty steamers of stuffed buns to the principal’s office and Vice-Principal Yu Hua immediately approved his application. The whole process was extremely quick and easy.

Xiao Hong, Xiao Chou, and Da Bai were completely dependent on An Lin and refused to leave his side.

They would go wherever An Lin went.

To this, An Lin could only heave a disconsolate sigh as he felt like his beast pets were only getting closer to him because of his frying pan.

After his successful application for time off from school, An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, and the three beast pets arrived at the capital city of the Bai Hua State through the use of the university’s teleportation spell formation where they then flew toward the Vermilion Bird Sect on dogback.

“Xiaolan, why are you going back to your sect?”

An Lin turned to Xu Xiaolan with curiosity in his eyes.

“I have perfected both my True God and Divine Phoenix intent realms so I’m planning to return to the sect to observe the Enlightenment Fire God Rock in an attempt to break through to Half-Step Soul Formation Stage.”

An Lin’s eyes immediately lit up. “My God, how could you only tell me something like this now? Do you even see me as a friend?!”

Xu Xiaolan pursed her lips in response. “I’m just trying to awaken my domain so there’s no guarantee of success. I really was intending to keep this a secret if you hadn’t asked me. After all, it would be quite embarrassing if I failed.”

An Lin was ecstatic. “You’ll definitely succeed, I’m sure of it! When that time comes, you’ll be the person with the second highest cultivation base in our class under me; what amazing progression speed!”

The corners of Xu Xiaolan’s lips curved up into a slight smile and she looked off into the distance without responding to An Lin’s words. If she didn’t progress faster, she felt like she would be left behind by the man beside her…

She was a proud person and didn’t want to have to constantly look up to An Lin.

She wanted to reach the same heights through her own strength and perhaps even be of help to him in the future.

“By the way, I can help you get in through the back door, so you won’t require a role in the Vermilion Bird Sect, but you still need to become an in-name disciple in order to gain the Holy Vermilion Flame’s approval,” Xu Xiaolan suddenly said.

“I’ll do whatever you say.” An Lin was very trusting of Xu Xiaolan and immediately nodded at her instructions.

“And also… give me twenty more steamers of stuffed buns,” Xu Xiaolan added.

“Alright, alright…” An Lin nodded with a light smile and retrieved twenty steamers from his storage ring before handing them over to Xu Xiaolan.

He had steamed a hundred steamers of stuffed buns as usual but didn’t sell any of them. Instead, he kept them for himself. Who would have thought they would come in handy now?

A few hours later, a huge tree trunk appeared in everyone’s field of vision.

The gigantic tree which was more than ten thousand meters tall stretched straight into the clouds, and its massive canopy was like a floating continent arching over the entire continent.

An Lin and the others soon arrived at the gate of the sect.

There was a woman in a purple dress who greeted them with a dainty smile and a wave.

“Welcome back to the Vermilion Bird Sect, newly-weds. Where is your betrothal gift, groom?”