I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Outside the Immortal Spirit Tower, all the students heaved forlorn sighs as Tang Ximen was defeated.

“I thought Student Tang would get carried for a few more levels.”

“Hey, that’s going too far. Student Tang has already tried his very best; some things are simply out of his control! I actually admire Student Tang for his efforts!”

“I feel the same. I think a guy like him would definitely be able to progress to Half-Step Soul Formation Stage next year to have a real crack at entering the university’s Hall of Fame!”

Just as the students were discussing among themselves, Tang Ximen began to slowly regain his consciousness.

His body was still quite numb from being struck by lightning, and there was even a lingering sense of impending doom in his body. It had to be said, the simulation ability of the Immortal Spirit Tower was very powerful, and it provided an extremely realistic battle experience, from which he had learned a lot.

It was just a pity that he had bowed out so early.

Tang Ximen looked up with a longing expression at An Lin and the others, who were still engaging in spectacular battles, on the crystalline screen.

An Lin and the others continued onward, and before they knew it, they were already at level eighty.

Zuo Qiubing, unfortunately, fell at the seventy-seventh level, and he vowed to himself there and then that he was going to crack into the Hall of Fame before his graduation.

Thus, An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, Xuanyuan Cheng, Su Qianyun, and Liu Qianhuan made it to the eightieth level.

This level was a major obstacle in the Immortal Spirit Tower.

Success would earn you fame and all sorts of rewards.

Failure would result in a disappointing exit. However, you would still earn pills and spirit stones as a reward.

“The divine-intent warriors of the eightieth level are roughly at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Intermediate Stage, and not only are they able to use all sorts of high-rank spell techniques, but they would also be able to exhibit the power of their Dao. Hence, they’re extremely powerful, so don’t get complacent,” Liu Qianhuan immediately offered words of caution to everyone upon reaching the eightieth level.

Su Qianyun and the others all adopted solemn expressions upon hearing this. As Half-Step Soul Formation Stage cultivators, they were already beginning to struggle on the previous few levels. Zuo Qiubing was also at the Half-Step Soul Formation Stage, and he fell at the seventy-seventh level. The eightieth level was going to be quite a step-up from all the previous levels, so they were bracing themselves for an arduous battle.

Boom!

Five figures with auras as vast as the sea materialized in the air.

All the divine-intent warriors at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Intermediate Stage were enshrouded by some sort of divine light, which gave them the appearance of mighty gods descending upon the world.

The five Celestial Immortals began to sweep toward An Lin and the others.

An Lin’s opponent was a woman wielding red streamers. She immediately unleashed a few dozen streamers toward An Lin in an attempt to ensnare him.

The red streamers seemed to be all-encompassing as it had all five elements imbued within, some of which were radiating powerful killing intents while others were exuding formidable sealing forces.

An Lin felt for a moment as if the entire sky was falling down upon him and blocking all avenues of escape.

However, he soon shrugged off that feeling. That was all an illusion; as long as he had enough power, he could break through anything.

A golden lotus insignia appeared on his forehead as a golden fist projection imbued with the mighty power of the earth blasted forth.

The monstrous might behind the golden fist instantly pulverized the red streamers.

The woman turned pale with fright as her red streamers created a barrier before her.

Boom!

The golden fist projection exploded right before the woman.

Her body stumbled back in retreat amid a flurry of red streamer fragments.

“Huh? She was able to survive that? Things are getting interesting…” An Lin’s eyes lit up.

All the previous opponents had posed no challenge to him at all.

However, this opponent was quite powerful and would serve well as a warmup round.

The woman’s graceful, elegant body twisted as her arms waved through the air. Countless red streamers suddenly converged in the air before binding together to form a series of menacing corkscrew spears.

In that instant, a devastating killing intent swept throughout the entire level, as if a death god had descended upon this world.

Red Spear of Death!

All the spears tore through the space before them as they flew toward An Lin while carrying the power to pulverize everything in their paths.

Divine Inspection Technique!

An Lin’s eyes suddenly turned snowy white, and it was as if all the spears had slowed down.

They actually hadn’t slowed down, but the Divine Inspection Technique was able to give his consciousness the ability to focus better, thereby making everything appear particularly clear. The paths of the spears, the weak points in their formation… everything became plain as day to An Lin.

An Lin’s body drifted forward, and it was as if his body were an insubstantial spirit as all the red spears stabbed into the ground. In the end, none of the spears were able to strike his body.

An Lin quickly approached the woman as she dodged.

The Celestial Immortal’s expression shifted as she tried to unleash a defensive spell technique.

At this moment, lightning was already revolving around An Lin’s fingertips.

Lightning Manipulation Technique, Lightning Amplification Technique!

Not only had he triggered Return to Void Stage Golden Void Lightning, but he also used his Lightning Amplification Technique to further enhance the lightning as thick bolts of golden lightning pierced through the air before striking the woman on the head.

Boom!

The woman trembled violently as destructive lightning coursed through her body, and she appeared to be on the brink of dissipation.

An Lin took this opportunity to appear right before her as he smashed another golden fist into her body.

An earth-shattering boom erupted, and her body was shattered, thereby drawing the curtains on this battle.

He turned toward everyone else to find that he was the first to finish his battle.

Xu Xiaolan wielded a longsword conjured from holy flames of the vermilion bird. She was slashing out one spectacular sword projection after another as she quickly followed in An Lin’s footsteps as the second person to finish her battle.

Immediately following this was Liu Qianhuan. She was still refraining from using her sword as she rained down a series of powerful spell techniques upon her enemy with her six-feathered staff. In the end, her enemy’s defenses were finally cracked open before they fell to her Final Spark.

Liu Qianhuan had reached level eighty-seven the previous year, so An Lin wasn’t really worried about her.

He turned his eyes toward Su Qianyun and Xuanyuan Cheng.

The two of them had only progressed to Half-Step Soul Formation Stage not too long ago, and regardless of how supremely talented they were, or how powerful their bloodlines were, they were nearing the limits of their capabilities. This would not be an easy battle for either of them to try and win.

Su Qianyun was faring slightly better than Big Brother Cheng. Her movement techniques were extremely agile as she flitted from one location to another. Her long black hair danced behind her like a waterfall while beams of moonlight flashed from her fingertips toward her opponent.

Her opponent was a saber-wielding warrior, and each of their attacks was imbued with the unmatched power. However, they were simply too slow to threaten Su Qianyun, and it looked like Su Qianyun was going to come out on top after a prolonged battle.

An Lin heaved a light sigh of relief upon seeing this before turning his eyes on Xuanyuan Cheng.

His expression then took a downhill turn.

This was because Big Brother Cheng was firmly on the back foot.

Big Brother Cheng’s opponent was a mighty warrior who had fortified their body to the extreme. Their speed and power were both extremely monstrous, and Big Brother Cheng had no time to even catch his breath as he was bombarded with attacks.

Big Brother Cheng was firmly on the defensive, and just when he was about to reach his limits, a cold light suddenly flashed through his eyes.