I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

What did three hundred thousand spirit stones entail?

This was the price for a high-rank spirit tool or a sixth-grade immortal pill.

One dish was worth one immortal pill? What a terrifying notion!

Crazy! They were all f*cking crazy!!!

That was what everyone thought about the immortals that had participated in An Lin’s auctions!

However, when these crazy immortals were questioned by others, all of them wore expressions of bliss and contentment as they expressed their desire to continue visiting An Lin’s restaurant as long as their financial situation allowed them to do so.

All the skeptical immortals were truly dumbstruck. Were those astronomically-priced dishes really that delicious?

“It’s all a marketing stunt! Don’t be fooled by this! Consumers need to be smart!” An immortal provided a voice of reason amid the madness.

There were other immortals who were much more direct. “Don’t let An Lin pull the wool over your eyes, everyone! His cooking really isn’t that delicious, and it’ll be too late to regret it if you actually buy a dish from him!!”

The incumbent Chef God of the Heavenly Court, Hu Jiahao, also delivered a statement.

“Don’t worry, the eyes of the masses will be able to decipher right and wrong. They know what’s worth the price and what’s not worth its price tag. Mark my words, the prices of An Lin’s dishes will begin to decline tomorrow.”

The sixth day.

An Lin’s dish was sold for a heart-stopping three hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones.

All the immortals: “…”

Hu Jiahao: “…”

The seventh day.

An Lin’s dish was sold for a gut-wrenching three hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones.

All the immortals: “!!!”

Hu Jiahao: “???”

The eighth day.

The Celestial Thearch’s seven daughters decided to join in on the fun, and the auction was concluded with a final bid of an earth-shattering four hundred thousand spirit stones…

Boom!

This news was like an explosive clap of thunder booming over the entire Heavenly Court.

Countless immortals were completely dumbstruck, and all the spectators had their jaws drop to the ground without even realizing it. Four hundred thousand spirit stones for a single dish? This was a concept they could not even begin to comprehend.

Some of the newly appointed Earth Immortal officials of the Heavenly Court didn’t even have net worths of four hundred thousand spirit stones!

This was beyond an astronomical price… This price had made a lap of outer space and had emerged on the end!

Those immortals who were roasting An Lin and denouncing him for using unethical marketing strategies all felt like they had been slapped in the face.

If a product’s price increased once or twice, then it could be due to a marketing stunt.

However, for an auction product to steadily increase its price over a period of time, this strongly suggested that this had something to do with the product itself. Immortals weren’t idiots. If they spent so much money on a crappy dish, they would be airing their dissatisfaction for the world to see! Instead, all of them had nothing but praise for An Lin’s dishes as they continued to throw their hard-earned cash at An Lin’s restaurant.

“My poverty has limited my imagination…”

“This price seems to have broken the record for the regulation dishes of the Heavenly Court, right?”

The regulation dishes of the Heavenly Court referred to dishes that could be produced regularly and on-demand from a menu.

Dishes that required special cooking methods and exotic ingredients were exempted from this list.

“That’s right. The last record-holding regulation dish was the Dance of Dragon And Phoenix cooked by Chef God Hu Jiaohao, which was priced at three hundred and sixty spirit stones. To think An Lin would be able to rack up four hundred thousand spirit stones from just one regulation dish! That’s absolutely terrifying!”

“The scariest thing is, his restaurant has only been open for eight days!”

“Gasp…” Everyone drew another sharp intake of breath upon being reminded of this fact.

This terrifying rate of growth had completely shattered their concept of what could be considered to be possible. They felt like they were witnessing the rise of a god!!!

An Lin’s name once again made its rounds across the entire Heavenly Court.

The last time his publicity had spike so significantly was when he had pummeled Emperor Ziwei.

Now, he had used his cooking skills to make even more of the Heavenly Court’s immortals remember him.

The ninth day.

The Heavenly Court Chef God An Lin Restaurant hadn’t even opened for business when the incumbent Chef God, Hu Jiahao, appeared and extended an invitation for a showdown.

An Lin accepted the challenge, and it was decided that the showdown would take place the next day.

Boom!

This news triggered another figurative level-ten earthquake.

An Lin’s meteoric rise had finally spurred the incumbent Chef God into action.

This was the first official battle between the new Chef God and the incumbent Chef God, a battle that was eagerly anticipated by all immortals who didn’t have missions on their hands.

“A battle for the title of Chef God… How long has it been since the last one?”

“Oh? There was one prior to this?”

“You’re only over three hundred years old, so you’re too young to know about this. The last one was over a thousand years ago…”

The Heavenly Court immortals discussed with excitement and animation as they turned their scorching eyes upon the shabby little restaurant.

An Lin’s restaurant was open for business as usual.

This time, the auction price declined a little to three hundred and seventy thousand dollars.

After all, the record had been set as all seven human piggy banks gathered at once to raise An Lin up into the heavens, so it was normal for the price to rebound from there.

Even all the tycoons had to recover a bit after buying a dish from An Lin’s restaurant.

“Sigh, only three hundred and seventy thousand spirit stones? I’m past my prime.” An Lin heaved a forlorn sigh within the restaurant.

All the immortals within the restaurant almost threw up mouthfuls of blood upon hearing this. Was he f*cking serious?! He was complaining about a dish worth three hundred and seventy thousand spirit stones? Even the most expensive regulation dish from the incumbent Chef God’s menu wasn’t that expensive!!!

Price fluctuations were quite normal. If the prices continued to rise, all the Heavenly Court immortals were probably going to start casting doubt on their lives. Wait, they were already starting to cast doubt over their lives…

How scary was a man that could earn a few hundred thousand spirit stones a day?

Even the five emperors of the Heavenly Court probably earned less on a daily basis than An Lin, let alone the incumbent Chef God. Even though the five emperors were no longer actively pursuing spirit stones, this was still a startling notion, which exemplified just how much An Lin was earning in a day.

An Lin knew in his heart that this was indeed the result of a marketing stunt.

Even though his dishes were extremely flawless after using his frying pan and his seven flames, which were controlled by the vermilion bird, it really was not worth that much money per dish.

All the tycoon cultivators were only visiting his restaurant because his dishes were new and exciting, and they could not be expected to be regular customers in the long term.

That’s right, this model of business was not sustainable as there were simply too few immortals who could afford the dishes. All he could do was to increase the popularity of his dishes so that he could make a great profit before the popularity died out.

The incumbent Chef God had given him a perfect opportunity to do this.

Thus, it would be decided tomorrow whether he was going to rise into the clouds or plummet into an abyss!!!

The day all of the Heavenly Court immortals were eagerly anticipating finally arrived.

An Lin tallied up his profits for the past eight days to find that he had earned a total of one million seven hundred thousand spirit stones, which was significantly more than what he would have earned from selling stuffed buns.

The incumbent Chef God’s assist should help earn him quite a bit more money…

An Lin strode confidently onto the path of dethroning a god.

At the Heavenly Court, there was a floating heavenly altar constructed from gold and jade.

Nine intricately carved dragon pillars stood for over a thousand feet at the edges of the heavenly altar, from which astonishing energy fluctuations emanated forth.

There were already over a thousand powerful immortals gathered here.

They had all taken time out of their busy schedules to witness this grand battle, the magnitude of which had not been seen in the Heavenly Court for several years. On one side was the up-and-coming new Chef God, while the other was the tried and proven incumbent Chef God.

This showdown would decide whether An Lin would be able to solidify his status as a Chef God or be knocked off his high horse by Hu Jiahao.

An elderly man sitting atop a nine-colored lotus flower throne with nine-colored divine light revolving above his head was the judge for this epic showdown.

The identity of this man was extremely terrifying. He was one of the five emperors of the Heavenly Court, Emperor Qing Hua of the East!

Emperor Qing Hua was not that Qing Hua who could be mounted by Da Bai. This was a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure who was also known as the Heavenly Venerate of Transcendence for his specialty in helping suffering dead souls cross over to the afterlife.

Emperor Qing Hua’s logic behind agreeing to become the judge for this showdown was quite simple. It would be an opportunity to sample two free dishes from the best immortal chefs the entire continent had to offer! Why wouldn’t he jump at this opportunity?

Beside him stood two adorable toddlers that looked as if they had been carved from translucent jade, and the two of them announced in unison, “Let’s welcome the competitors for the Chef God title, Hu Jiahao and An Lin to the stage!”