I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Xing Tian clasped his hands behind his back, giving him the poise and demeanor of an exceptional mighty figure.

“There are only two types of people that come here; the first type is my admirers who only want to catch a glimpse of my esteemed self. They know in their hearts that defeats are inevitable, but they come here just for a chance to see me. For young prodigies like those, I would happily send them on their way after imparting upon them a morsel of knowledge or two.

“The second type of people are those who are arrogant to the point of delusion. They bear hopes and fantasies of defeating me, but I have never been defeated in my life! Those people have all been crushed by me with no exception!”

An Lin couldn’t help but interject, “Senior, how did you die if you have never been defeated?”

Xing Tian choked on his words upon hearing this, and his aura faltered slightly as he flared up in rage. “Why do you talk so much?!”

An Lin’s lips twitched slightly. It had been Xing Tian that had been talking this entire time, and he only managed to squeeze in a complete sentence now…

Xing Tian seemed to have become aware of the disdain in An Lin’s eyes, and he immediately continued, “It is true that I have never been defeated in a battle. As for how I died, I only lost to fate!”

An Lin: “…”

Alright, alright, alright… whatever you say!

Losing to fate? What a shameless way to say that he had been defeated before!

“What? You don’t believe me?” Xing Tian sighed, and a nostalgic expression rippled through his abyssal eyes as he began to reminisce about the past. “Alright… then let me tell you…”

“Um, Senior, are we gonna battle or…”

“Don’t interject! Listen to me!”

An Lin: “…”

“That year, Emperor Chang Sheng of the Heavenly Court assigned me with the duty of wiping out the Ant Tribe in the southern region of the continent in order to expand the territory of the Kingdom of the Nine States. I completed my duty with aplomb. I forced the entire Abyss of Evil into the southern part of the Abyss of Evil and signed a contract with the Heavenly Court to stand guard against the Demons of Hell.

“However, when I ventured to the Ant Tribe Continent to examine the operation of the spell formations there, I was ambushed by eighteen Ant Queens! During that battle, I slew over a billion ants, including ten Ant Queens, before I finally died from exhaustion!” Xing Tian slowly recounted his story.

A hint of respect and reverence welled up in An Lin’s heart upon hearing this. This man had died for the Heavenly Court, and as a result, An Lin’s impression of him drastically improved. “Then weren’t the Ant Tribe afraid of the Heavenly Court taking revenge on them?”

Xing Tian was just about to continue his story with a melancholy expression on his face when he suddenly turned to glare at An Lin. “Don’t interject! Listen to me!”

An Lin: “…”

An Lin’s impression of him instantly soured again.

There was simply no way to talk to this man.

Didn’t Xing Tian need a conversation partner when he spoke? Was he reciting from a f*cking script?!

Xing Tian heaved a forlorn sigh. “The Ant Tribe really weren’t afraid of Heavenly Court exacting revenge upon them. I had underestimated the determination of the Ant Tribe and paid the ultimate price for my complacency. I had died from exhaustion during that battle, but a wisp of my shattered consciousness managed to escape and inform the Heavenly Court of the situation. Otherwise, you would not have the opportunity and pleasure of talking to me today.

“Emperor Chang Sheng was greatly enraged by the news, and he led a hundred thousand divine generals and divine soldiers to exterminate the Ant Tribe. However, Emperor Chang Sheng refrained from driving the Ant Tribe to complete extinction. Otherwise, we would face the invasion of the Demons of Hell, which would result in even more casualties…

“It has to be said, the reproductive ability of the Ant Tribe is truly astounding. Their current population has even exceeded their numbers in the past… I heard that they recently planned to nurture a new ‘King’. Hah, keep dreaming!

“However, all the tribes have recently begun engaging in some worrying activities. Regardless of whether it’s the Ant Tribe, the snow maidens, or even the Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas, all of them seem to be plotting something to target the human race, so all of you will have to be quite careful in the future.”

An Lin was a little puzzled. “Senior, you’ve been trapped here the whole time; how do you know so much?”

“I told you not to interject! Listen to me!” Xing Tian’s brows furrowed with rage.

An Lin: “…”

An Lin didn’t want to chat anymore; he just wanted to fight.

“Hehe… How do I know all these things? It appears you don’t know my status within the Heavenly Court! Even following my death, countless admirers have come to visit me to discuss Dao!

“In the Ancient Heavenly Court, I was one of the five candidates to inherit the Emperor’s position! I was the one who had the best chance of progressing to the Dao Integration Stage. Regardless of whether it’s my Dao of slaughter or Dao of abyss, I had reached the pinnacle in both! Sigh… It was just a shame that I was defeated by fate in the end…” Xing Tian shook his head as he sighed with emotion.

An Lin wanted to say something, but he had only just opened his mouth when Xing Tian turned to glare at him.

As if to say, don’t interject! Listen to me!

An Lin: “…”

What was the point of this conversation?

“I know you’re very curious about me.”

“No… I’m not curious in the slightest, seriously!”

“You’re burning with curiosity about how I became so powerful… After all, you’re the second type of person I mentioned who is oblivious to my strength and fantasizes about defeating me,” Xing Tian continued as if he hadn’t heard An Lin at all.

An Lin’s lips twitched, but Xing Tian was still running his mouth as he said, “Do you know what kind of enemies I have defeated? The Red Night Monarch of the Dark Wing Tribe; the Divine Bat Emperor of the Sinister Spirit Beast Cesspool, who has successfully reached the Dao Integration Stage; the Chaotic Skeleton Monarch of the White Bone Realm…”

Xing Tian rattled off all the powerful beings that were defeated by him with elation on his face as he looked at An Lin out of the corner of his eyes, only to find that his expression had completely darkened. “What? You don’t seem very happy? Are you dissatisfied with my words, or do you think I’m lying?”

“No… I’m just wondering why you’re saying all this to me, Senior Xing Tian!” An Lin replied.

“Heh… Of course it’s to make you understand how powerful I am!” Xing Tian said with a cold, arrogant expression.

An Lin’s chest constricted as he clenched his fists.

A confident smile appeared on Xing Tian’s face, and he said, “Now then, please tell me if you’re scared and regret your action of challenging me!”

An Lin’s skin crawled.

F*ck off! You spout all the f*cking nonsense just to tell me how strong you are?

“I’m trembling in my boots and crushed by remorse…” An Lin replied expressionlessly.

A pleased smile appeared on Xing Tian’s face, and he was just about to speak when a stern voice sounded.

“Don’t interject! Listen to me!” An Lin yelled.

Xing Tian’s expression faltered in bafflement. Why did this seem wrong…

“I’m in fear of your endless flexing and remorseful that I spent so much time listening to you while you spouted nonsense…” An Lin continued.

Xing Tian was greatly enraged upon hearing this.

“So let’s talk with our fists!” An Lin stepped forward as his battle intent and the might of the body of the War God swept through the air.

Boom!

After sensing An Lin’s formidable battle intent, Xing Tian suddenly wasn’t angry anymore as he roared with laughter.

“Alright! Then let’s talk with our fists. I’ll show you what it means to be a Heavenly Court War God, what it means to be an invincible legend!”