I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

An Lin rode on Da Bai and flew toward the teleportation spell formation in the Gem State.

Behind him were his fellow students, who were also on the way to the wedding that was being held at the Four Nine Immortal Sect.

They were all prodigies that An Lin had convinced to join the Four Nine Immortal Sect, and the Celestial Thearch had been depressed that they had not chosen to stay at the Heavenly Court.

However, the Heavenly Court had no control over where these prodigies went, and the Celestial Thearch could only grumble about the situation to himself without being able to do anything.

“An Lin, have you asked Xiao Chou what he would like as a present? I don’t even know what to give him this time,” Xu Xiaolan asked in a soft voice.

An Lin turned to her with a smile. “Haven’t you already given him something during his wedding at Qing Hu City?”

“That’s not the same thing! This is his second wedding, so I have to give him a second present too!” Xu Xiaolan spoke with a firm expression.

“Just give him anything. We’re all family, so there’s no need to put so much thought into it.” An Lin waved a dismissive hand.

“It’s exactly because we’re family that we have to think carefully about this.” Xu Xiaolan expressed a conflicting viewpoint.

There was a difference in opinion between the two of them

In the end, An Lin conceded to Xu Xiaolan’s point of view.

“An Lin, what are you going to give Xiao Chou?” Xu Xiaolan asked.

“Er…” An Lin faltered for a moment.

Xu Xiaolan stared at An Lin. “Don’t tell me you haven’t even thought about this!”

“Haha… That’s impossible!” An Lin laughed and said, “I’ve prepared a present a long time ago, and it’s a very good present!”

He wasn’t going to admit that he was too busy thinking about how much they would profit from this wedding to think about what he was going to get Xiao Chou as a present.

Xu Xiaolan extended a hand. “What are you planning to give him? Let me have a look.”

An Lin paused momentarily. He was just about to produce something when the Evil-Slaying Sword in his storage ring suddenly began to tremor with surging battle intent.

A crisp yet panicked voice sounded in his mind, “Be careful! There is a Dark Wing Tribe powerful being approaching!”

An Lin’s expression shifted. A being that could be referred to as powerful by the Evil-Slaying Sword was definitely a terrifying foe!

Whoosh!

The Evil-Slaying Sword appeared in his hand.

Xu Xiaolan was perplexed. “You’re giving him your Evil-Slaying Sword?”

“Be careful, everyone! There is a powerful enemy approaching us!” An Lin yelled with a grave expression.

Su Qianyun, Xuanyuan Cheng, and the others reacted extremely quickly and instantly pulled out their weapons.

An Lin leaped down from Da Bai’s back and released Gundam Three and Yao Ji before issuing a solitary command, “Protect everyone else!”

This was the first time everyone had seen An Lin display such a grim expression, and all of them began to get quite nervous.

The Evil-Slaying Sword was even more nervous. “Don’t use me now! Put me back!”

An Lin faltered slightly before glowering at the Evil-Slaying Sword. “How can the premier sword of the mighty Sword Immortal An Lin be such a coward? You have really disappointed me!”

He couldn’t understand why the high and mighty Evil-Slaying Sword would suddenly be so fearful, but he knew that he couldn’t lose in a battle of wills against their approaching opponent.

Putting away his weapon would put a huge dent in his morale even before the battle had begun!

The Evil-Slaying Sword continued in a panicked voice, “This isn’t about me being a coward or not! There’s no time to explain, just hurry up and listen to me!”

“Not listening! Not listening!” An Lin shook his head with a firm expression.

Evil-Slaying Sword: “…”

Crack.

A crisp sound erupted in the air.

An inky-black spatial rift appeared in front of them before slowly extending.

A fair and translucent foot made its way out of the spatial rift first, immediately following which a lithe and graceful woman in a black dress emerged slowly from the spatial rift.

Her features were exquisitely enticing, and her beautiful eyes were tranquil and indifferent. Her skin was as fair and dazzling as the moon, creating a stark contrast with her dark dress, which fell just above her knee to reveal the lower section of her flawless legs.

The woman was extremely dazzling. Not only did Da Bai and An Lin fall into a slight stupor upon seeing her, but even the supreme beauties Su Qianyun and Xu Xiaolan also faltered momentarily.

It was clearly the middle of the day, but they felt as if they had seen the most beautiful moon.

“What a gorgeous moon, woof!” Da Bai praised with an entranced expression.

Of course, everyone was still on high alert.

The pair of black wings protruding from her back was simply too eye-catching, and everyone could instantly determine who she was.

She was a Dark Wing Tribe mighty figure!

The woman’s features were as cold as moonlight, and her eyes slowly settled on An Lin, upon which a hint of an enticing smile appeared on her face. “Evil-Slaying Sword… An Lin, I’ve finally found you.”

An Lin’s heart sank. Sure enough, this Dark Wing Tribe powerful being was coming after him!

A concerned expression appeared on Xu Xiaolan’s face. She had already used her emergency talisman in the Dark Marshlands to request for reinforcements from the Heavenly Court.

Now that she had no talisman left, how was she going to request for reinforcements?

Xuanyuan Cheng was just about to pull out his voice transmission talisman when the woman in the black dress gripped the air before her.

Boom!

Heaven and earth instantly tremored as the space within a radius of fifty kilometers was sealed!

However, not only did her spatial seal prevent everyone from escaping, even the voice transmission talisman signals had been cut off!

“Who are you?” An Lin asked with a grave expression.

A friendly smile appeared on the woman’s intricate features. “Let me introduce myself. My name is Moonlit Night, and I’m only here to recover the Evil-Slaying Sword, which belongs to the Dark Wing Tribe. As long as you hand over the sword, I can guarantee that I won’t hurt any of you.”

Everyone faltered upon hearing this. They had initially thought that this Dark Wing Tribe powerful being was here to seek vengeance against An Lin, but who would have thought she was actually after his sword!

The Moonlit Night Monarch was a mighty figure at the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage who was extremely renowned even across the entire continent. She was comparable to the likes of Laden of the Blood Tribe and War God Er Lang of the Heavenly Court.

However, her words and actions struck everyone with a peculiar feeling.

Generally speaking, wouldn’t powerful beings of her level just commit murder and robbery?

Why was she negotiating in such a friendly tone with An Lin? She only wanted the sword, and she would let everyone go if he handed over the sword?

For some reason, the same thought appeared in everyone’s mind.

This Moonlit Night Monarch of the Dark Wing Tribe seemed to be a little scared!

An Lin also faltered slightly. Were all Dark Wing Tribe mighty figures this easygoing?

Of course the Moonlit Night Monarch was scared! She had done all of that prior research on An Lin after all.

Unbeknown to everyone else, she was trying to recover the sword without putting An Lin in any life-threatening dangers…

Any further delays could spell trouble. The Moonlit Night Monarch had already swallowed the bitter pill of being overly cautious as she was forced to witness the entire process of An Lin’s meteoric rise. This time, she decided to complete her mission as quickly as possible.

This was actually also the safest method!

“You stole the Evil-Slaying Sword from the Dark Wing Tribe. It’s time for you to return it.”

The Moonlit Night Monarch stepped forward, and her jade-like foot stamped into mid-air.

Rumble…

A crushing aura erupted forth, striking everyone with a sense of asphyxiation.

A power of the divine dao instantly spread through an area, which covered a radius of over fifty kilometers, as day transitioned into night. A pristine, round moon hung high in the sky, casting a wisp of moonlight down upon the Moonlit Night Monarch, making her appear as holy and regal as a Moon Goddess.

The Moonlit Night Monarch had given An Lin a reason to hand over the Evil-Slaying Sword, and she was trying to use her powerful aura to strike fear into their hearts and knock the final nail into the coffin in the process.

“I took this sword with my own strength! Why should I give it back?!”

An Lin could sense the Evil-Slaying Sword trembling uneasily in his hand, and his aura instantly soared as he looked at the Moonlit Night Monarch with a resolute expression.

“Little Xie is mine! No one can take her away from me!”