I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

An Lin knew that this was not the time to hold back.

The silver Gundam had been completely crushed by the demonic baby, and if things continued like this, they were all going to suffer the same fate!

There was no time to hesitate!

An Lin put away his Evil-Slaying Sword before bringing out a longsword from which a biting, frosty chill emanated.

The sword was in a translucent snowy white color, and it exuded an extremely powerful energy fluctuation. This was an intermediate-rank spirit tool, the Frost Cloud Congealing Sword.

An extremely fearsome sword intent soared into the sky.

Bam!

The Frost Cloud Congealing Sword shattered.

Six Strikes of the War God—Sword Burial!

At this moment, the shattered fragments of the sword wailed in anguish as the essence unique to this intermediate-rank spirit tool was completely activated. The entire space around them was then frozen solid by the frosty sword intent.

Dazzling light burst forth from the sword fragments as heaven and earth transformed into a world of snow and ice, temporarily overpowering the omnipresent green light.

Swoosh!

Two of the broken sword fragments transformed into a pair of cloud and mist chains that pierced through the air before binding onto the demonic baby’s arms as the powers of frost and sealing swept through the air.

“Wah, wah, wah!” The demonic baby’s expression shifted as it began to struggle, only to find that it was temporarily unable to free itself.

That one technique was worth at least one hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones!

An Lin’s storage ring flashed as a black longsword appeared in his hand.

The entirety of the sword was pitch black, but the sharp section of the blade was crimson. There was a bolt of fearsome black lightning flashing around the sword.

This sword was known as the Kun Wu Divine Lightning Sword. It was constructed from the spine of a Return to Void Stage true demon and the lightning from the Void Lightning Pool. The sword possessed an extremely formidable destructive power and was a high-rank spirit tool!

Six Strikes of the War God—Sword Burial!

Bam!

The Kun Wu Divine Lightning Sword shattered into black and crimson fragments, all of which emanated a deadly and destructive aura. A projection of a mighty true demon surfaced in the air before opening its crimson eyes.

It gripped the air, and a divine sword constructed from black lightning materialized in its hand. Monstrous killing intent burst forth from its body as vital energy surged for over three kilometers in all directions while converging toward the sword in the true demon projection’s hand.

Crack…

The space was unable to bear the overwhelming sword might, and it began to crack open.

The true demon projection slashed its sword down toward the demonic baby, which had been temporarily immobilized by the chains of cloud and mist!

Boom!

Divine lightning exploded as a bolt of destructive lightning coupled with a peerlessly sharp sword projection slashed a massive gash into the space between them before crashing into the demonic baby’s body.

The fearsome might of the lightning coupled with the formidable sharpness of the sword projection caused the space around them to tremor violently.

The chains of cloud and mist also crumbled under the devastating power of the mighty strike.

“Wah, wah, wah!”

A wound was inflicted on the body of the demonic baby by the sword strike, and from the wound, white blood gushed forth. The demonic baby was then forced back by the sword projection through the air for several hundred meters before falling into the green lava.

What a bad*ss technique!

As expected of a technique that cost three hundred thousand spirit stones to unleash!

An Lin withdrew his Origin Energy of the Netherworld, and he half-knelt onto the ground as he panted heavily.

He was in agony. Each and every implosion of a spirit tool was like a stab to the heart, and he was struggling to breathe from the pain of having his heart stabbed twice in quick succession.

That was three hundred thousand spirit stones! Gone in the blink of an eye!

This was a f*cking tycoon attack! It was so heartwrenching to unleash!

Dong Guo lay on the ground with severe injuries, and he was once again astonished by how unreasonably powerful An Lin was.

Was Master really that much more powerful than him?

“Big Brother An, are you alright? Woof!”

Miniature Da Bai ran over to An Lin with concern on his face.

Dong Guo felt crushed again upon seeing this.

He was clearly the one with the most severe injuries, so why was there not even a single person extending concern toward him?

Oh… that wasn’t right? Not only was there not even a single person extending concern toward him, but there weren’t even any dogs extending concern toward him…

He suddenly experienced just how cold this world was. He couldn’t even detect a hint of warmth in this cruel world.

Da Bai had done splendidly well during this battle. He used countless methods to conceal his aura, thereby escaping the enemy’s notice and survived this battle with minimal injuries.

Of course, this could also be attributed to the fact that the enemy never regarded him as a threat.

“I’m fine, I’m just a little exhausted.” An Lin waved his hand before standing up with difficulty. “We should go and see how Dong Guo is doing. He is the one who requires the most attention.”

Dong Guo almost shed emotional tears upon hearing this. This world was not so cruel!

An Lin really did care for him, and his efforts hadn’t gone unnoticed.

He was then greeted by the sight of An Lin carrying a coffin toward him…

“Get in!” An Lin commanded.

Dong Guo: “…”

He obediently lay down inside the coffin to recover from his injuries.

It was also at this moment that the churning green lava suddenly began to disappear at an alarming rate. It was as if it was being sucked away by something.

Everyone’s expression immediately turned grave upon seeing this.

An Lin immediately pulled out another intermediate-rank spirit sword.

The lava was quickly depleted, following which a gigantic baby with deathly pale skin appeared before An Lin. It didn’t look any different from before, but its mass had expanded several times to become even bigger than a grown man! Aside from that, a pair of green irises appeared in the holes it previously had for eyes. Dense green hair grew from its head as a dangerous aura emanated from its body.

At this moment, a voice quickly delivered instructions to him in his mind.

“An Lin, this demonic baby is currently in its most powerful and violent state, so don’t even think about killing it! Conserve your energy and do all you can to stay alive. If you have any life-saving treasures or things like that, now would be the time to use them. Buy some time for me; all I need is three minutes, and the demonic baby will lose its current frenzied state.” Bai Ling’s features paled even further as she diverted her attention to provide instructions to An Lin.

“No problem. Three minutes will be a piece of cake!”

An Lin made an OK hand signal toward Bai Ling in response.

The green lava was completely sucked away by the demonic baby, revealing a depression in the ground, at the bottom of which was inscribed a set of ancient veined patterns that resembled some sort of formation. It was just a shame that An Lin couldn’t figure out what it was.

“Wah! Wah! Wah!”

The demonic baby suddenly cackled gleefully before turning a pair of malicious eyes upon An Lin.

An Lin was the one that had hurt it.

Hence, An Lin was the person that the baby wanted to kill!

An Lin was startled by the demonic baby’s malevolent cackling.

When it was smaller, the demonic baby’s cries were like the wheedling of a little girl. It was a little weird coming from such a ghastly baby, but at least it was relatively pleasing to the ear. However, now that the baby had expanded in size, its cries sounded more like a rough hundred-kilo man yelling at him…

Holy f*ck, that’s terrifying!!!

“Trash! Eat this!”

The intermediate-rank spirit tool, Crouching Tiger True Yang Sword, shattered into golden fragments.

Six Strikes of the War God—Sword Burial!

The only benefit to the Sword Burial technique was that it could conserve the user’s energy while unleashing extremely fearsome attacks.

Through his tycoon attacks, An Lin was able to easily unleash attacks that were equivalent to those attacks unleashed by veteran Return to Void Stage mighty figures!

The golden fragments dancing in the air was probably worth about two hundred thousand spirit stones.

This sword had been crafted from the true flames of the Golden Flame Tiger, an ancient immortal beast, in conjunction with Sun Essence Stones. The sword was imbued with the power of pure yang alongside the peerless might of the Golden Flame Tiger!

“Roar!”

The projection of a huge golden tiger that exuded a vastly powerful aura appeared before them. It then unleashed a roar that sent formidable sound waves sweeping through the air.

It abruptly pounced toward the demonic baby as a golden light flashed from its claws, creating a golden cube that unleashed a spatial seal upon the demonic baby! At the same time, the boundless might of the Golden Flame Tiger descended upon the demonic baby with the power to pulverize heaven and earth!

“Roar!”

The Golden Flame Tiger sent its claws crashing down toward the demonic baby, upon which revolved fearsome true flames, causing the air in its wake to shimmer and warp with its devastating power.

“Wah! Wah! Wah!” A sinister smile appeared on the demonic baby’s face.