I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

As an elder of the Four Nine Immortal Sect, Tang Ximen also participated in the battle out of a sense of responsibility. Then, after making his way out of Bai Ling’s spatial gate, he discovered that even the weakest enemies were at the Soul Formation Stage…

What the f*ck was the point of even trying to fight?!

F*ck off!

He couldn’t even defeat the weakest enemy cultivator here!

He looked at the earth-shattering spell techniques being unleashed before his eyes, and he chose to survey the battle from the shadows.

That’s right, this was a tactical retreat!

These were spell techniques that sent shockwaves surging through the air for several kilometers or even several dozen kilometers. Tang Ximen couldn’t help but tremble in fear in the face of such a terrifying battlefield, and before he knew it, he had retreated further and further away…

This was way too terrifying. A battle between so many Return to Void Stage mighty figures could crush the entire heaven and earth! Just one of their spell techniques was enough to make onlookers turn deathly pale from fear.

“This is way too terrifying! Is this the world of the truly powerful beings?”

Tang Ximen felt like he was so useless, and he didn’t even know what he was doing here.

He couldn’t even cheer his comrades on as he was too far away for them to even hear him! What a tragedy it was to not even be qualified to act as a cheerleader…

Tang Ximen pulled out a binocular artifact and poured forth his vital energy into the crystal within to survey the battle in the distance.

“An Lin is so bad*ss! He’s even pummeling the top dog of the Black Fox Tribe! Then look at me… Sigh…” Tang Ximen was extremely depressed.

There really was a massive disparity between him and An Lin.

“Holy f*ck, even Da Bai managed to kill a Soul Formation Stage mermaid? That’s so bad*ss!”

Tang Ximen was even more depressed.

There really was a massive disparity between him and a dog.

Wait! There seemed to be something wrong here?

Tears began to well up in Tang Ximen’s eyes.

“I’m a useless piece of trash, waah…”

Right at this moment, he suddenly detected energy fluctuations from the distance.

Tang Ximen focused his gaze and looked up to discover a Fox Tribe powerful being flying through the sky.

“Hmm… Someone is coming. Is that a deserter? Or perhaps that’s someone running far away from the battle in fear like I did?” A hint of consolation welled up in Tang Ximen’s heart at this sight.

Hehe, so he wasn’t the only useless piece of trash here.

However, he soon discovered that he really was still the most useless piece of trash here.

The powerful being from the Black Fox Tribe flying through the sky had clearly been severely wounded in a battle, and his aura was extremely diminished, but he was still holding on for dear life.

“Tsk tsk tsk, his face has been flattened, his nose is crooked, and he’s whistling as he breathes from all those missing teeth…”

Tang Ximen silently followed the Black Fox Tribe powerful being and listened to him talking to himself.

An Lin, Bai Yao, Lan Xiaoni…

Holy f*ck! That ugly f*ck… Could he be the man countless young vixens yearn for, the number one prodigy of the younger generation in the Fox Tribe, Chen Nan?!

Tang Ximen’s heart jolted with shock. To think that he would encounter such an important figure!

“This man is at the Soul Formation Pinnacle Stage! I should stage a tactical retreat!” Just as he was about to retreat in fear again, he suddenly faltered. “Wait… Chen Nan’s current condition…”

For some reason, Tang Ximen’s breathing began to accelerate.

He had never been so eager to rid himself of his useless noob status…

This was an opportunity that arose once in a blue moon…

Tang Ximen decided that he was going to rise up and kill Chen Nan!

Thus, an earth-shattering crimson sword projection descended upon the severely wounded Fox Tribe cultivator.

Tang Ximen trampled Chen Nan into the ground and uttered the most bad*ss sentence of his life. “You want to know my name? I am the elder of the Four Nine Immortal Sect, Tang Ximen!”

Chen Nan stared blankly at this completely mundane looking man before him and opened his mouth with difficulty. “Tang Ximen… Who’s that?”

Everything suddenly fell silent.

Tang Ximen: “…”

Chen Nan: “…”

Bam!

Another brutal kick collided with Chen Nan’s chest, and he threw up a large mouthful of blood.

“I… I was wrong! Please spare me, Big Brother Tang!” Chen Nan wailed.

“You did nothing wrong. I’m just a mundane noob that no one has ever heard of.”

Tears streamed down Tang Ximen’s face as he continued to launch an enraged barrage of attacks on Chen Nan’s body.

Bam bam bam… Thump thump thump…

Chen Nan was frothing at the mouth, and his heart was full of despair.

What was it with him and the Four Nine Immortal Sect?

Why was it that he was always encountering people from the Four Nine Immortal Sect before getting the crap pummeled out of him?

He had first been pummeled by An Lin’s mechanical puppet, then by Xiao Chou, and now, he was being pummeled by a nutjob!

Tang Ximen finally vented all of his frustration and negative emotions after kicking the living daylights out of Chen Nan.

Chen Nan was feeling extremely distraught and enraged. He was a powerful being at the Soul Formation Pinnacle Stage and the most dazzling genius of the Black Fox Tribe’s younger generation. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? To think that he was being bashed by this piece of sh*t who wasn’t even at the Soul Formation Stage yet!

“Hmm… Should I kill you, or capture you alive…” Tang Ximen stroked his chin.

“Cap… capture… capture me alive…” Chen Nan’s survival instincts forced him to spit out those words with great difficulty.

Tang Ximen pulled out his longsword with a disdainful expression. “Any last words?”

Chen Nan: “…”

Was this c*nt retarded? Did he not understand human speech?!

He hadn’t even had a chance to say anything before the crimson longsword slashed down toward him like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, cutting a lethal trajectory through the air.

Shock, horror, and despair welled up in Chen Nan’s heart. He saw blood gushing into the air, followed by the world spinning in circles around him. When his head finally tumbled to the ground, he caught a brief glimpse of a headless corpse before descending into eternal darkness.

Never would he have thought that his life would be ended by a noob like this.

Tang Ximen sheathed his sword. “I wasn’t being serious about allowing you some last words.”

He pulled out a photographic crystal and snapped a picture before incinerating Chen Nan’s body. He then put Chen Nan’s head along with his spoils of war into his storage ring.

“So, I am the one who ended this battle in the end…”

Tang Ximen heaved a light sigh as a sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

He looked up at the earth-shattering battle in the distance, and although he did not utter a single word, his disposition seemed to have become more profound and confident.

This was the disposition of someone who had succeeded in life!

He was like a rookie soldier who had slain the enemy BOSS. He looked up silently at the surging clouds of energy in the distance.

At the location where the battle was most intense.

The Eight-Tailed Divine Fox, Chen Hao, was engaged in a fierce battle with An Lin and the others.

Within the White Bone Space.

Countless terrifying white bone-saws swept toward An Lin.

An Lin had not expected that Chen Hao would still be able to unleash such astonishing power even after being debilitated by the Large Water Ball. If it weren’t for Tina and Xiao Ze assisting him during the battle, there was a good chance he would have lost already.

Chen Hao was indeed a lot more powerful than the Dragon King of the East Sea.

All of a sudden, another crack sounded from Chen Hao’s storage ring.

His attacks suddenly faltered, and he looked down at his storage ring as his entire body trembled.

It looked like another one of his trusted subordinates had fallen?

An Lin was not going to pass up on this opportunity, and he immediately slashed his Evil-Slaying Sword through the air to inflict over a hundred wounds on Chen Hao’s body in the blink of an eye.

However, An Lin felt like something was wrong. The air around him seemed to have congealed.

This was like the precursor to a volcanic eruption.

Chen Hao suddenly raised his head as an extremely monstrous aura surged into the clouds.

“Ah… My son…!”

The Eight-Tailed Divine Fox let loose an enraged screech, and his eyes turned crimson as heaven and earth dimmed.

Another tail began to flash in and out of existence behind his eight tails!